[Zhongyingmei] What is your father?

"Eat a little." Peter pushed the plate to Ashley: "This is what you like."

Ashley lay prone on the dining table, resting her chin on the back of her hand, shaking her head.

"Then, let's have some soup." Peter pushed another small bowl over: "It's delicious."

Ashley turned her head away and continued to remain silent.

"The cooking skills of the Stark family are really good." Pietro said with a mouth full of oil, "I've lived here for a few months, and I probably won't be able to run."

"Are you going to stay for a few more months?" Peter raised his head, very angry: "If it weren't for your business, Mr. Stark wouldn't even be able to spend Christmas at home!"

"It is inevitable that he will go to the United Nations." Wanda also has no appetite, she is not as heartless as her brother: "The meeting is scheduled during this time, it has nothing to do with us."

"But if you didn't make such a big commotion in Xavier and attract the attention of the government, Mr. Stark can obviously leave after the holiday!" Peter put down his fork: "That's all right, Christmas, Ashley There are no relatives!"

"Stop talking about Peter." Ashley tugged at his sleeve: "She's right, Tony wasn't here to deal with their affairs, it's the limit for him to stay in the house for so long, he's doing it every day Worried about the agreement."

"But, tomorrow is Christmas!" Peter bit his lips, "It's better if he doesn't leave until after 12 o'clock!"

"It's okay." Ashley sat up straight: "It's not the first time this happened anyway, I know, save the world." She took the soup bowl and stirred it with a spoon: "Understood, understood."

"It's okay, Ashley." Pietro patted her on the shoulder with his greasy hand: "Aren't we still there, we can accompany you!"

"You guys are still going to spend Christmas at Mr. Stark's house!" Peter said with a surprised face, "You...you eat and drink enough!"

"I can't go out." Wanda looked at Peter: "I promised Charles that I would listen to Mr. Stark, and he asked me to stay in this room and not go out."

"Why didn't he take you to the Avengers Building?" Ashley looked up and asked, "This is my home..."

"Don't be kidding, the Avengers Building is now the government's key target. If Wanda appears there, she will be taken away in minutes." Pietro finally put down his fork: "If it weren't for the principal and Captain America to come forward, My sister almost got on the government's most wanted list!"

"What the hell did you do!" Ashley sighed, "How did this happen?"

"She went crazy and caused a lot of turmoil." Pietro shrunk his neck: "Because Eric—"

"Don't mention him!" Wanda shouted, "We don't have a father!"

No one mentioned that he was your father.Ashley and Pietro looked at each other and decided not to ask any more questions.

In the evening, everyone gathered in the living room to unwrap presents.

"Whoa!" exclaimed Peter. "Look! A gift from my aunt! Oh my gosh, the sneakers I've always wanted!"

Ashley unwrapped her presents in twos and came over to watch the excitement. She took out a leather jacket with sequins from Peter's gift pile: "What is this?"

"Oh oh oh~" Pietro feared that the world would not be chaotic: "There are still stockings!"

"This...!" Peter snatched the item back and stuffed it into a cardboard box, "Harry must have written the wrong name. This, this must be addressed to Ashley!"

"Nonsense." Ashley pointed to the "Peter Parker Kiss" on the gift box: "I thought you two were abnormal for a long time, and sure enough, oh, you are so eye-catching!"

Regardless, Peter pushed the box to Ashley: "Just wait, I'll go find him tomorrow!"

"Are you wearing this?" Wanda put on the musette that Nina sent her and hung it around her neck: "Do you need high heels?"

Everyone laughed, Peter couldn't explain it at all, he had hidden this damn gift at the bottom, but the sharp-eyed Ashley picked it out at once, and he pointed to Ashley's little gift Heap, change the subject: "What did Mr. Stark give you? It must be very powerful!"

"This." Ashley pointed to the sky.

"What?" Pietro, Wanda and Peter were stunned.

"This house is my Christmas present." Ashley grabbed an apple and gnawed it while going upstairs: "Merry Christmas to you in advance, I'm sleepy."

"Ashley is still upset." Peter scratched his head: "Pietro, these are my biscuits! Don't finish eating them!"

"Where did you buy this? It's delicious." Pietro held a handful of thumb biscuits and put them in his mouth: "Wanda, what are you doing?"

"Burn the gift from Eric." Wanda took out the Christmas gift that Eric sent to the twins, and walked to the kitchen: "If I come back and see you are still eating snacks, you go back to the kitchen." Xavier go!"

Ashley went back to her room and buried herself in the bed.Well, this Christmas, she's all alone.She hugged the pillow, sullenly: "Jarvis, are you there?"

"I've been here, Miss." Jarvis' voice was still gentle.

"Fortunately, I have you." Ashley stared at the room in a daze: "Tell me, if my mother hadn't left me at the door, would I be spending Christmas with her in the wizarding world?"

I can't answer this question well.Jarvis paused for a second and replied, "This way you won't be able to see Mr.

"Tony is the best dad." Ashley nodded. "And if I didn't grow up here, I wouldn't know Peter and Harry, and Damian."

"Mr. Parker lost the bet, and Mr. Maximov is forcing him to change into that leather jacket. Don't you want to go play with me?" Jarvis felt that something was wrong with Ashley's state, so he changed the subject: "I think It fits pretty well."

"I'm not going..." Ashley shrank into a ball: "I'm going to bed, Jarvis, good night."

It's only past ten o'clock.Jarvis turned off the light and could not wait to sigh: "Good night, Miss Ashley."

She didn't sleep well. She dreamed of Tony, Damian, and Peter. She was pancakes on the bed, and there must be mosquitoes in the room. Why did she always feel something buzzing? Was it on the bed? There is a needle, why does my arm feel a little tingling?

"Jarvis..." She hummed, "Drink water..."

A water glass was close to her mouth, she still closed her eyes, leaned on the pillow, and took a small sip: "Jarvis, what time is it."

There was no sound for a long time, and her mind was still a mess. In the muddle, finally a flash of light flashed through her mind!

How could Jarvis feed himself water!She opened her eyes abruptly, and sat up abruptly: "Who!"

"Ashley." A voice came from outside the window: "Come and give me a hug."

"Damian?" Ashley put on the rabbit slippers, ran to the window, and swished the window open: "Damian!"

She jumped up and hugged the visitor. Damian supported her with one hand and closed the window with the other: "It's not easy to see you through Jarvis' surveillance."

"Jarvis?" Ashley let go of Damian and looked up: "What did you do to Jarvis?"

"Tim is still changing his program." Damian walked straight towards Ashley's big bed, kicked off his shoes and got on his stomach: "After he allows me to exist, restart it again."

"Hey, have you taken a shower yet?" Ashley walked over and pulled Damian who was lying on his back on her bed, "You go take a shower first, I smelled sweat just now!"

"I'll wash your sheets tomorrow..." Damian didn't want to move as soon as he lay down on the soft bed, "Hey, I haven't slept for a few days..."

Ashley was a little aggrieved. She looked at the clock, and in less than a minute, the Christmas bell was about to strike, but this guy slept right next to the pillow, and didn't even say anything extra to herself. Biting his lip, he wanted to clean him up, but he was afraid that the sting of magic would wake him up, hesitating for ten seconds, pouted aggrievedly, took off his rabbit slippers, and climbed onto the bed.

As soon as she got into bed, she was embraced by an arm. With eyes still closed, Damian tilted his head slightly and kissed the top of Ashley's head: "Merry Christmas, Ashley."

Fireworks were lit outside the window, the clock pointed to zero, and Jarvis' voice sounded again: "Merry Christmas, Miss Ashley, Master Wayne."

"Merry Christmas, Jarvis."

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Ashley woke up early.

She got up, still a little dazed, brushed her hair, rubbed her face again, and looked back at Damian.

Damian fell asleep on his back, the quilt had been kicked aside long ago, his socks were still on, and he was not sleeping straight, half of his calf was still outside the bed.

She crawled to the end of the bed, took off Damian's socks, threw them into the corner, and then straightened his legs again, covered him with the quilt, and stared at his sleeping face.

I got up earlier than him for the first time.Ashley looked at Damian, his usually meticulously combed hair was a bit long, and it was messy on the pillow, and the stubble on his face was protruding. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and it was a little prickly.

"Hmm..." Damian snorted and rubbed his face against her palm: "Ashley..."

"I woke you up." Ashley lay down and leaned against his face: "Did you sleep well?"

Damian opened his eyes, raised his head slightly and rubbed against her face: "It's never been so good."

"What have you been doing these days." Ashley stroked his stubble: "You are all so busy, so you left me alone at home..."

"If your father hadn't left you at home alone, I wouldn't dare to come." Damian turned over with a smile and overwhelmed Ashley: "Do you miss me?"

"Oh, it's itchy!" His neck was itchy with his stubble, and Ashley hid while laughing, "Go take a shower!"

"Wait a while..." Damian's voice was a bit vague, he rubbed against Ashley's neck, his movements getting lower and lower: "Wait a little longer..."

Ashley's pajamas had been pulled down from her shoulders. She grabbed Damian's shoulders and let out a muffled groan, which irritated Damian who was pressing on him even more. shoulders, down a little bit along her round shoulders.

"Ah!" Ashley suddenly felt a familiar stabbing pain in her right arm, she cried out softly, she came to her senses, and pushed Damian away.

"Huh?" Damian's eyes were still a little blurred, and he looked at Ashley puzzled.

Too dangerous!Ashley glanced sideways at her pajamas, and if she went down a little, Damian would find the damn mark on her arm. At that time, she really couldn't tell with ten thousand mouths!She lifted up her collar and quickly ran out of bed: "You...you go take a shower first, I'll go to Tony's room to get your razor for you!"

She ran away, Damian was still lying on the big bed, he smiled wryly, looked at his palm, and gave it a weak squeeze, as if he was still kneading Ashley's soft body in his hands .

Maybe I was a little too anxious.He stretched himself, climbed out of bed, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

There was no one in the bedroom, and when the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, a box on the dressing table suddenly opened by itself.

Woody was the first person who felt something was wrong in the house. He wanted to remind Ashley, but he didn't dare to come out, until the ring in his small house was held up by one hand, and a voice smiled casually: "It seems that she put you Well raised, huh?"