There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

"It's you in the parallel world." Bai He reminded Tony Stark.

Tony Stark took it for granted: "Since I in the parallel world have such a talent, wouldn't I in this world not have it? Of course not. You know, talent is innate. Parallel world said Isn’t it the same self who has embarked on a different path? All me is me.”

"……All right."

Honestly, your self-confidence is more to boast about than your talent.

Bai He thought to himself.

If you have the opportunity to witness the actions of Bai Can in the parallel world, I hope you can still be so confident.

"So, Mr. omnipotent genius, can you take me in for a while?" Bai He looked at Tony Stark sincerely.

After confirming Bai He's thoughts, Tony Stark instead made a show and deliberately blocked him: "You said you don't need a breeder."

"Mr. Stark, you know that keeping and raising are two different things." Bai He felt helpless, "Okay. During this period, if you need anything, I can't help."

"Deal." Tony Stark habitually prepared to hand a glass of wine to Bai He, but he quickly reacted and took it back with a teasing face, "Sorry, I forgot, it's best for birds not to drink, even after Ripe fruit will make you dizzy too."

Bai He didn't pay much attention to this glass of wine at first, but after hearing Tony Stark's teasing words, his temper suddenly came up: What's the matter?Do you despise the drinking capacity of birds?If you want to say that, I really have to drink this wine.

A white light flashed, and before Tony Stark had time to react, the wine glass in his hand had already fallen into Bai He's hand.

Bai He showed a childish but provocative smile, raised his glass to Tony Stark, then drank it in one gulp, turned over the empty wine glass, and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Stark, I am not a mortal." birds. I, Crane, I am not drunk for a thousand cups. Do you understand?"

"Never get drunk for a thousand cups? I think you're a little drunk now." Tony Stark couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, I'm serious!" Bai He glared at Tony Stark with some displeasure.

Tony Stark shook the wine bottle in his hand and asked with a smile, "So, would you like another drink?"

Bai He hesitated for a moment, then quickly handed over the empty wine glass, saying plausibly, "You invited me to drink, not me."

"Can't tell, you're actually a little alcoholic." Tony Stark raised his eyebrows and refilled his glass with a smile. "You should be honored to have Stark pour you wine."

Bai He drank it down again, handed over the empty glass, and said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, I am honored. Have another glass."

Soon, another glass becomes another bottle.

Tony Stark didn't stop it, but happily drank it, and asked Jarvis to turn on the special lighting effects and play music by the way.The scene of two like-minded alcoholics getting together, with empty bottles piled up on the floor, is a disastrous picture.

In the end, the two of them sat side by side on the ground, both drunk a little bit, Bai He suddenly asked in a daze: "By the way, what kind of wine is this?"

Tony Stark clinked glasses with Bai He and said with a smile, "Whiskey."

"... I remember that whiskey is basically undercover..." Bai He muttered in a low voice, then drank the remaining whiskey in the glass, and asked loudly, "Where is the gin? Is there any gin? I want it." Drink the model worker!"

"Of course, Stark has everything in the wine cabinet." Tony Stark got up unsteadily, dug out a few bottles of wine from the wine cabinet, and handed one of them to Baihe, "So, why is gin a model worker? "

"Because they are all undercover agents except Gin." Bai He illogically answered a sentence that seemed a little inexplicable to Tony Stark, and then he looked at the book that Tony Stark handed him. Bottle of wine, murmured sympathetically, "It's all undercover, it's too hard, Gin... wait, isn't this whiskey?"

"Huh? It's not gin? You must have misread it." Tony Stark poked his head and glanced at it. After finding out that it was indeed whiskey, the drunk who was drunk smiled indifferently, "Okay, Maybe the winery mislabeled it."

"The distillery... what distillery? It's all fake wine..." Bai He raised the whiskey in his hand to the light, suddenly paled in shock, he shook the bottle vigorously, his face full of doubts, "Gin, you How did you become whiskey? Could it be... are you also an undercover agent?"

"What fake wine? Stark never drinks fake wine." Tony Stark retorted subconsciously, and suddenly cheered up, and said confidently, "Oh, I see, whiskey is an undercover agent... this It's a game! To win in the end, you have to drink up the whiskey, save the gin, and kill the undercover, right?"

"That's right." Bai He turned his head to look at Tony Stark, his serious face was full of approval, "You must be a detective, right?"

"No, I'm not a detective, I'm a genius, a genius Stark..." Tony Stark laughed triumphantly, "For the genius Stark—"

"Cheers!" "Cheers!"

The wine bottles collided with each other, making a crisp clinking sound.The two drunks blew directly on the bottle with great arrogance, and finally both fell to the ground drunk, which can be said to have died together.

Early the next morning.

"Tony, people from S.H.I.E.L.D...." Pepper Potts opened the door and was about to report something, when he saw the empty wine bottles on the ground, he suddenly stopped, "...My God, what happened? "

For a moment, Pepper Potts suspected that he had traveled back in time.

"Why did you drink so much? Where are you?" Pepper Potts was a little worried, and walked in quickly, "Tony?"

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the side of the wine cabinet: "Here!"

Pepper Potts was startled: "Tony? What are you doing on the ground?"

"...My leg is numb." Tony Stark supported the wine cabinet and struggled to get up.

Pepper Potts hurried to support him, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a young boy in white squatting in the corner beside the wine cabinet.The young boy looked thirteen or fourteen years old at the most, with fine features, red lips and white teeth, and an exceptionally cute appearance.

However, this lovable young boy was silently squatting in the corner, hugging his knees, with a blank expression, like an autistic mushroom.

Pepper Potts gasped and looked at Tony Stark in disbelief: "Tony! What did you do?"

"What did I do?" Tony Stark didn't react at first, and saw the mushroom squatting in the corner in the direction indicated by Pepper Potts' eyes. He couldn't help laughing, and then quickly After reacting, the smile froze on his face, and he looked back at her in disbelief even more than Pepper Potts, "...Wait, you don't think I did something to him, do you? Are you crazy? He's a boy!"

"...Okay. Sorry, Tony, of course I believe you. Maybe it's because I saw empty wine bottles all over the floor as soon as I walked in the door, and then I was so surprised by you that my brain short-circuited, so I asked this question Such a stupid question." Pepper Potts couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "So who is he? Why is he here?"

"He is an oriental god, and he is also a good drinking buddy. He will stay here for a while, waiting for someone." Tony Stark stomped his feet, glanced at the empty wine bottles lying on the ground, and suddenly smiled badly Get up, "Let me take a look, the little white crane that we claim to be drunk after a thousand cups, fell down after drinking a few bottles last night?"

"...Wait, you brought a minor to drink with you?" Pepper Potts made a questioning voice.

"Seriously, Pepper, you should listen to me carefully. He is a god, not a minor, and the age of their gods can't be judged by their appearance, just like Thor, you can't tell that he is over 1000 years old Is it old, isn't it?" Tony Stark explained a few words, and couldn't help but tease, "Besides, this can't be regarded as simple drinking. If you draft a news headline, it can be called "The Genius Stark and The Whiskey Diplomacy of the Eastern Gods - Interracial Friendship Begins with a Glass of Wine". Wow, I'm such a genius for naming names. Seriously, this title alone is enough to support a newspaper. However, speaking of it, like This is the first time I have seen a god like Xiao Baihe, who claims to be older than the history of the United States but still drools while sleeping."

Bai He slowly and stiffly raised his head to look at Tony Stark, his eyes were dull: No way, no way?I am already like this, you still want to continue the public execution?

When he woke up in the morning and found that his side face was resting on Tony Stark's lap, and a small trace of saliva was left on the other's pants, Bai He felt as if an old man called "social death" His friend was waving to him, so he silently shrank into a corner, pretending to be an autistic mushroom, trying to escape from reality.

However, what Bai He didn't expect was that in Tony Stark's case, escaping was useless at all, and he almost used a loudspeaker to announce Bai He's glorious deeds.

"It was just an accident." Bai He quickly calmed down, stood up, stared at Tony Stark, and pleaded earnestly, "Can you turn the story over? I owe you once. Please."

"Of course——" Tony Stark smiled, and under Bai He's expectant gaze, he paused maliciously, raised his index finger, and swayed from side to side, "——No. This will be my next year's work. The source of happiness. Jarvis, save the surveillance video of Xiao Baihe waking up this morning, and I will review it often."

"Yes, sir."

"...don't do that, Mister Stark."

Bai He tried to take a deep breath: Calm down, don't be impulsive, killing people is against the law.

"Okay, Tony." Pepper Potts looked at Tony Stark helplessly, "Stop teasing him."

"What? Do you think I'm teasing him? No, I'm serious." Tony Stark blinked his caramel-colored eyes, serious for less than three seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing, " ...well, just kidding."