When Alicia woke up, it was already daylight.

Loki didn't seem to have woken up yet, and his arm was draped around her waist through the quilt, which was slightly heavy, a sweet burden.

When Alicia opened her eyes, all she saw was his peaceful sleeping face.

To be honest, Rocky looks really good-looking.If he didn't have this face, she probably wouldn't be able to start any story with him.

The man beside him breathes evenly and has a peaceful face.The long eyelashes are even more curled than that of a girl like Alicia, which makes people feel itchy.

It has been almost two years since I first met him.Even if he had nothing at that time, most of his memory was missing, and his IQ was in arrears, he never missed girls' advances, and even men did it a few times.

Alicia had never denied his charm, and now, he was hers.

The platinum-haired girl's lips curled up slightly, her blue eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she stretched out her fingers to vaguely trace his eyebrows and eyes.

From the deep eye sockets to the high bridge of the nose, before she could move to her chin, those green eyes suddenly opened, and she was so dazed that she couldn't see them at all just after waking up.

Loki grabbed her wrist, gently pulled it over, and kissed the back of her hand.

"Good morning, Ellie."

"Good morning, Loki," Alicia blinked, "What time is it?"

The man lifted the quilt, revealing a body with excellent texture and lines, and sat up.

The situation was special yesterday, the clothes of the two of them were lost all over the place.Loki glanced at it, picked up the mess on the ground and threw it into the bag at the door.

He left the bedroom naked, came back in his nightgown, took in the mobile phone he had forgotten in the living room, and handed the same white money that belonged to the girl to Alicia: "It's okay, it's still early."

"How early!" The girl with a regular biological clock was shocked when she saw the time on the phone.

It was already past eight o'clock, and Alicia jumped up from the bed, but just sat up straight, and fell down again on her waist.

Alicia burst into tears, looking at Loki's expression of grievance.She spread out her arms to Loki, the quilt hanging on her chest so that she could not fall off: "...hug."

Looking at Ellie who was not the same as usual, Loki obediently took her into his arms: "You can lie down for a while, you have already resigned, and no one cares what time you want to sleep."

It seems to be oh...

Alicia snorted like a baby animal from her nasal cavity, and lay back on the bed obediently, with the quilt pulled up to her eyes, covering her flushed cheeks: "I'm hungry."

Loki took out the new suit hanging in the closet, turned around and kissed the girl on the forehead: "Wait for me."

Although I have to move today, I have everything at home, but I don't even think about counting on Loki to make some food.

When Alicia woke up after a satisfying sleep, Loki had already drank steaming coffee, and the breakfast he bought for her was spinning in the microwave.

Finally resting from exhaustion, Alicia changed into a set of light clothes, ignored makeup, and confirmed the last details with the agency while gnawing on a sandwich.

The luggage that should be sent away has been entrusted to the logistics company to take it away, and Alicia left here to bring some commonly used ones.

It wasn't until she handed over to the agency and left the single apartment that she had lived in for three years that she stood downstairs and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Loki."

"Ok?"

"The new home was decided by you. I haven't even seen it." Alicia took the bag and looked at him with a smile. "I think, at least you have prepared a bed that is enough to toss around, right?"

Yesterday seemed to flip a magic switch for him.

The man stretched out his hand and pulled the girl into his arms, wrapping one hand around her waist, and gently pressing the other hand on the back of her head. In front of the public, they intertwined with her lips and teeth.

Before the backpack in Alicia's hand could be carried on her back, he shook it and fell to the ground with a clatter.

With a hoarse voice, Rocky whispered in her ear: "Of course, I will meet all your requirements, myqueen."

***

Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries Group, the part-time sugar daddy of the Avengers, the one responsible for paying the money.

The world is peaceful recently, there is no alien invasion, no villains doing things, and the employees of the alliance are musty, let alone Tony himself.

Just being taught a lesson by the CEO of Stark Industries, Tony turned around and held a big party, which was a silent protest.

Don't doubt Tony Stark's morals, he has none of that.

The party is over, and it's a spring night.

Of course, Tony doesn't care who it is with, as long as it is a beautiful woman who fits his aesthetics, he will not suffer.

After all, carpe diem?

Tony is usually very tired, but it is rare that he can stay in bed, and he has the soft jade in his arms, which is extremely beautiful.

Until his smart butler Jarvis issued an alarm: "Sir, you must get up."

Tony was sleepy, and the smell of alcohol on his body hadn't completely dissipated: "What?"

"A little lady is coming," the super butler Jarvis said in a low and gentlemanly voice, "You still have 3 minutes to tidy up the scene."

"What?!" Tony narrowed his caramel-colored eyes, a little annoyed, and the smile on his face was impatient.

He threw the skirt to the red-haired woman beside him, and casually put his messy T-shirt on: "What is the little lady. If someone wants to come over, you just stop it."

"No," Jarvis was still polite, "I have no right to intercept the little lady, she has the highest authority, which is equal to yours."

"What the hell—"

Before he finished speaking, the smart door of his bedroom was already opened for her.

A little girl in a fiery red princess dress came bouncing in.

She wore a real diamond tiara, but the diamonds were not as beautiful as her platinum hair.

She looked only five years old, and her caramel-colored eyes, exactly like Tony's, shone with excitement.

"Daddy, I'm back!"

But the little princess changed her face when she entered the room.

A precocious little girl who knows everything.

Tony was stunned.

Who is this girl?

The little princess's big caramel-colored eyes were filled with tears in an instant.

She cried out loudly.

"Daddy, how could you do this!" The little girl's voice became thinner because of crying, "Are you worthy of mom?! I misread you! I want to sever the father-daughter relationship with you!"

Tony Confused Stark: "...Wait, who the hell are you?"

The little princess's sobs paused, and the next wave of crying was shocking: "Wow, dad, you bastard, you really don't want me anymore!"

"No, don't cry, Jarvis, what can you say?" He looked at the ceiling begging for help, then turned to look at the red-haired beauty with the same dazed expression, "Can you coax me—"

With a slap all over, the hot red-haired beauty slapped him hard.

"Tony Stark, I misread you!"

The red-haired beauty's eyes were a little red: "You actually got married and had children? You're still fooling around outside after you're married?! I really feel sick for you, and you also made me sick by the way!"

The little princess was still crying, she stopped crying, but bit her lip in grievance, big drops of tears rolled down her eyes, coupled with her delicate appearance, it almost broke a woman's heart.

She bent down and kissed the girl's forehead, her voice was gentle and a little low: "I'm sorry baby, what's your name?"

The little princess sobbed: "Maggie. No, the name is Margaret, Margaret Stark."

"I'm sorry, Margaret," the woman stroked her platinum-blonde smooth long hair, "I'm sorry. You must tell your mother about this, and let her think about it."

Margaret sobbed and hummed, with a very nasal sound.

The red-haired beauty straightened up, gave Tony Stark a bewildered look, and left the room with bare feet.

Only the father and daughter of the Stark family were left.

Tony swallowed, trying to process the horrible reality.

"Jarvis, does she have my authority?"

"Yes, sir," Jarvis explained, "she has a chip implanted in her body, but I have no relevant records."

"...the authority cannot be faked," Tony looked at the little girl's eyes that were exactly the same as his own, and his voice suddenly softened, "Margaret?"

The little girl snorted angrily.

"I'm sorry," Tony paused, "Forgive me, I didn't know you existed."

He looked at the little princess and showed a very stiff smile: "Do you mind if we do a paternity test?"

Margaret looked at her daddy blankly, and lit her watch: "Tony Stark, you're done, I'm going to tell mom to get her to divorce you."

No, this little girl has such a personality?If you say let your parents divorce, let your parents divorce?

No no no, that's not the point.

Tony's face was tangled in pain: "...Why don't you tell me first, who is your mother?"

Margaret pursed her lips and almost cried again.

"... Scum," she didn't even bother to make a phone call, "Tony, you are a bastard! You don't want me, you don't even remember your mother!"

"My mother is Alicia, Alicia Stark. No, Alicia Stein sounds better, and she can change it back after divorce. You can stay alone and regret it!"

The author has something to say: The surname of Stan must be because of Sebby, I am a fan of Sebastian Stan, eh~

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