[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

Lizzie got a good night's sleep.

Her body was weak from excessive sleep, but her mind felt tired.She sat up from the bed, and the first thing she did was reach out to hold down her beating heart.

The "shackle" was no longer firm, and the throbbing pain was transmitted from the nerve at the apex of the heart, flowed through the fingertips, and was clearly transmitted to her limbs again.

She almost couldn't straighten up because of the sudden mental breakdown.

She put her upper limbs on the soft quilt, and the tears dripped from her face unconsciously, and then she was completely sucked dry.She rubbed her eyes vigorously before jumping out of bed to wash.

Oh... oops.

She looked at her swollen face and red eye circles in the mirror, and almost swallowed the mint toothpaste.

—she looked like a rabbit who didn't wait for her mother to come home, and maybe let a big bad wolf in.

Anyway, it was a miserable night.

Tony thought absently, biting into a cheeseburger.

There were only the two of them at the table.Mr. Iron Man managed to get rid of the nonsense of singing, drinking and making money every night. He insisted that he would be a "good baby who is punctual and disciplined", so he had nine hours of "golden sleep" far surpassing the members of the Avengers.

Their food was laid out on a round table.A small bamboo basket was wrapped in the buns, sliced ​​ham and milk were placed aside, and a small portion of soufflé snuggled up sweetly with them.

Opposite Tony was Lizzie's seat. He gestured "please" to Lizzie. Lizzie sat down and took the donuts from Tony.

If Steve, the patriarch, is at the dinner table, he's sure to ban it: just thinking about donuts in the morning makes you sick.

But Tony and Lizzie are obviously not ordinary people: sweet tooth lovers happily accept the partner's gift.

She ate very slowly, at least slower than she ate the chocolate balls yesterday - a well-trained English housekeeper would probably appreciate such a hostess.She was as beautiful as an oil painting, and her chewing movements were elegant, revealing a bit of unapproachable lethargy.

But in the next second, this lady made the image completely ruined with just one sentence——

"Sir, can I have another donut?"

The donuts that billionaires also love to eat are obviously not ordinary.It has a charming softness to the bite, the jam is just right, sweet and not too greasy.

"As you can see, there are only two donuts. I don't have this one for you."

Tony won't budge on food.

"Pleeeeease——"

Lizzie clasped her hands in a drawn out begging.She looks too sweet, if you turn your head away from her, it seems like you have let down these innocent eyes.

"... Stark was never good at sharing, Miss." Tony's heart had already compromised, but his hands were still hesitating.In the end, he just solemnly——

Pulling out a tissue, he broke the donut in half and gave it to her.

"I thought a lady should have a proportionally petite stomach..."

Halfway through the Stark preaching, it can't go any further.Tony almost stared dumbfounded at the little popsicle in front of him biting the donut and puffing up his cheeks, while his eyes drooped, and two lines of tears suddenly rolled down.

She's still chewing, and this time it's not small mouthfuls but big mouthfuls - she also seems to be very anxious about the situation, stuffing the donut quickly into her mouth, then reaching out the back of her hand and childishly wiping away the tears .

Then Tony saw more teardrops gushing out of her red eyes, endlessly!

"HOLYSHIT—"

The great Mr. Iron Man's brain went blank for a moment.All his old ways of comforting his bedmate were gone like snowflakes, and who the hell could tell him what to do in a situation like this?What's wrong with this obedient little baby who seems like he hasn't even reached the rebellious period yet?

—then he saw the donut in his hand in the midst of the utter confusion.

What if—is there a [-] in [-] possibility—this is ridiculous—is the ninety-year-old Popsicle crying because he didn't eat a whole donut?

Steve should fucking put a bottle around her neck!

"I, hiccup, I didn't mean to, sir." Lizzie covered her face, wishing she could bury her head in the plate.She knew that the hint was failing!It's all because of her dream yesterday... "Bucky" is like a gate switch, once it is activated, it will cause her to burst the embankment.

have a look!She is still crying!Don't think he couldn't see her trying to bury her face under the table!

Maybe she really likes this donut.Children's thoughts are always "crazy", doesn't Spider Boy often do some stupid things without thinking!

but!The damn half has already been bitten!

Mr. Iron Man stared viciously at the notch of the donut, as if looking at a devil.A gap—and now he was trapped in a heinous situation!

Tony frowned, falling into deep anxiety.

"Hey, what's going on here."

A mellow, charming, slightly deep female voice sounded from behind Lizzie.Lizzie quickly pulled her face out of the pile of plates, and turned to face a beautiful smiling face.

Females have raised eyebrows, plump lips, and hidden sharpness in their beautiful faces.She put her hand on Lizzie's shoulder, and the man behind her was dressed in purple, poking his head out with a quiver in his hand.

"Agent Romanov, just in time to—"

Tony heaved a sigh of relief, and just started his enthusiastic tone when he was stopped by the beautiful woman.

The moment Lizzie turned her head, Natasha raised her eyebrows even higher and mouthed "wow"; Hawkeye swung her quiver back and cursed:

"Damn."

Then he touched it from the leg of his trousers and placed a golden coin in Natasha's open palm.

"What are you doing—"

Tony crossed his arms and raised his voice.He looked as composed as ever.

"On the short way back from the archery range, I made a small bet with Button. If I had known that the captain brought someone back, Button would have said it was a hot, dark-skinned wild girl."

Hawkeye looked away dejectedly.

Natasha smiled at Lizzie soothingly: "Don't worry, sweetheart. But you—our Mr. Stark, what happened to you? Look at your eyes are swollen from crying, what a poor little boy."

She scraped Lizzie's chin with slender fingers dotingly.

Lizzie's tears had slowly stopped, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to hiccup under Natasha's lingering gaze, and even blushed uncontrollably.

"Nothing, Ro, Ms. Romanoff. I had a bad dream last night."

Lizzie answered softly.

Oh, maybe we should also prepare a lullaby for this bottle baby, so that she can sleep peacefully?

Tony cocked his lips viciously.

"Call me Natasha. It's all right, Lizzie—that's what you're called, isn't it?"

Hawkeye, who had been silent all this time, yelled unwillingly: "I knew it, Nat! You know her information like the back of your hand!"

Natasha turned her head and smiled at him: "I really have to reason with you, Barton. Smart people don't fight unprepared battles. I just got a little information from the captain..."

Then Lizzie watched dumbfounded as the pair quarreled over a dollar bet.

……

After watching for a while, she turned around and was startled again.

At some point, a person stood by the dining table, with blond bangs and long hair, red bean paste lipstick, undoubtedly an elegant and reserved woman.Mr. Stark stuffed the slice of bread covered with peanut butter into his mouth, and put on a pair of sunglasses at some point in front of him.

The blond woman smiled at Lizzie.Lizzie responded with a smile.She thought she looked like a well-mannered secretary in her stance.

In fact it is.

"Pepper, it's breakfast time, leave the damn job behind and have basic respect for donuts."

Tony folded his arms calmly.He was busy watching a good show.

"Really? Then please forgive my rudeness." The blond secretary threw the document on the table, "Even though I did most of the work for you, there are still some small projects that need your signature. I miss you Would be willing to sacrifice a little fun time with donuts to do me this favor."

"You decide. This is your company."

"I'll tell you the truth—your old friend has an appointment at eight."

Miss Potts simply hit a straight ball, and Mr. Stark put his foot on the stool leg and spread his hands.

"I'm so moved—tell me, is it the big guy with the hairline reaching the top of the building last time?"

"None of your business, Tony."

……

After the secretary left with the documents, Lizzie moved slowly to Tony's side and sat next to him.

Tony glanced at her, dragged the tissue box off the table and slid it to her.

"I won't cry any more, sir..."

Lizzie sniffed sheepishly.

"Snotty nose, idiot."

Lizzie was startled, took the tissue and blew her nose.When he took off the tissue, his nose turned red pitifully, as if he had been crying for a while.

The Hawkeye and Black Widow finally had their fight, and it looked like Natasha had won.She tossed her hair refreshedly and gave Lizzie a wink.

"See you later, Honey."

……

After the two left, Lizzie cupped her face in endless reverie, leaned close to Iron Man's ear and whispered, "Jeez, her voice is really nice."

Tony frowned.

"It's still a long way off."

The next second, he tilted his head and easily faced Lizzie head-on.His forehead was almost touching hers, and his caramel eyes looked brighter up close than ever, and Lizzie could count his long, distinct eyelashes—

She was too scared to move any more and held her breath.

"mylovely," he said in a delicate voice, with hot breath, "Tony Stark can make people's desire come true with just one love word, I'd love to try it with you."

"Boom!" As if a hundred tomato bombs exploded beside her, Lizzie's face was completely red like a tomato!

"I'm not a kid now!"

Looking at Xiao Chunqing who stammered and declared that she was "advanced" while waving her hands back eight hundred miles, Tony suppressed a sneer in his throat.

Donuts, soufflés, and French muffins... She didn't know that she definitely smelled like three years old—kids couldn't get rid of that creamy smell with three mustaches.If you want to pretend to be cool, the very idea is sublime.

Fortunately, the result finally satisfied him.Tony Stark has never lacked fans, but he will never let any fan go under his nose in vain.

The author has something to say: Let's go through a chapter of easy and small daily life.

Tony is terrified!Finally sharing donuts!Rounding it up is a kiss (big liar!

Hurry up and take Widow Sister and Hawkeye out for a walk, who will win and who will lose in this round of provocative competition between Nini and Widow Sister?

In short Hawkeye or cost chapter biggest loser 23333

[If you want to pretend to be cool, the very idea is sublime. ] The original words are sent to Mr. Stark! (cool

Brother Baji is coming out in the next chapter!Continue with the plot.