[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

Moriarty woke up in the mansion on Malibu Beach.Tony got up before him as usual, the pillow was still warm.The ironed clothes had been placed beside the bed, and Moriarty shook them off to see that they were in his own size, and judging from various traces, they had been made for at least a month.He pursed his lips in a good mood, and wandered to the bathroom to wash up.By the time he went downstairs, Tony had already started sparring with others in his training room.

His opponent and coach is the former head of the bodyguard, Harbi Hogan. Harbi is a boxing coach, but obviously he can't beat Tony now.Tony was only wearing a pair of shorts, without any protective gear. The evidence of the mischief a few hours ago had disappeared without a trace. The glistening sweat traced the texture of his muscles.Moriarty sat on the sofa, admiring their fists and kicks.Tony stopped his hand and raised his chin at him: "Come and try?"

Only then did Hubby realize that there was one more person in the room, and when he looked back, his eyes almost fell off: "—Jim Moriarty!"

Tony jumped over the guardrail and jumped off the boxing ring: "Do you know each other?"

"Ten days ago, he introduced himself to me in the parking lot of the building." Hubby said, "I remember everyone I've met, not to mention that the newspapers are full of news about you now—— By the way, this is exactly the purpose of my coming, is what the newspaper said true?"

"What did the newspaper say?" Tony unscrewed the water glass.

"Very—very funny story. They say that you fell into the Irish Sea after you came out of the wormhole, and you were picked up by this unknown person, you lost your memory, and then you fell in love at first sight, fell in love quickly, and then You miraculously remembered your past and returned to your own world..."

"Then there is no problem." Tony shrugged, and Moriarty exchanged a tender kiss, "The content is basically correct. You can tell the public relations department and the board of directors that Jim is the person I have been in for the past three months. The love partner who has been tight-lipped, my...boyfriend."

Happy: "...what!?"

"Or is he my fiancé?" Tony raised Moriarty's left hand and shook it at Happy, "In short, no matter what the antecedents are, I am destined to be tied to this person in this life. I can't explain too much , man, I can only tell you that I must be responsible to him.”

Moriarty showed Happy a shy and happy smile in cooperation.Happy: "...responsible!?"

"Jim likes to keep a low profile, so I'm not going to do any press conferences on this, if people must need a plausible explanation... they sent you because they feared the stock would drop and the military would worry about my patriotism, dude. Regarding the issue of ownership, S.H.I.E.L.D. will worry about Jim's identity...but don't worry, I still love America firmly, and the stock will continue to rise slowly as always. I am as responsible to Jim as I am to the identity of Iron Man. I just fell in love and wanted to get married and the cork that goes with champagne happens to be a masculine noun... I hope my friends understand that, tell me, buddy, are you my friend?"

Happy opened his mouth: "...I have known you for more than ten years, this is the first time I heard you say such a responsible thing, Tony..."

Tony embraced Moriarty, showing a narrow smile: "Maybe this is the power of love?"

"..." Happy retreated completely.

After seeing off Happy, Tony and Moriarty started to have lunch.Outside the window is the turbulent blue sea, and the bright sunlight fully illuminates the entire room, making the whole environment refreshing.Tony briefly introduced the house to him, and called out the AI ​​​​Friday he is using now.The flat female voice greeted Moriarty. Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and finally remembered the question he forgot to ask last night: "...Where is Jarvis?"

For a moment, Tony's expression was a little gloating: "He's adapting to his body, I think."

Moriarty couldn't help whistling, and said with interest, "You made him a human body?"

"—Obviously it is not suitable for us to regard him as AI now. According to mysticism, Jarvis already has five of the seven bodies that make up the human energy field, the rational body, the emotional body, and the intuitive body. , creation body and astral body... I think these are all important parts of the soul. It's a concept from the East, 'astral projection', according to Chinese Taoism, it's a kind of 'god wandering'...so In the end, I made a regeneration cradle myself, and created a body for Jarvis based on our genes..."

Moriarty: "...Wait!? Us!?"

Tony tried his best to make his expression look calmer: "...Yes, us. But the main source of genes is still me, you are just a reference, a little reference for eye color and appearance... definitely can't make him look exactly like me ,Right?"

For an instant, Moriarty felt as if someone lifted his skull and poured a bucket of ice water into his head on a hot day, and his mind seemed to be frozen.But then he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked at Tony with a half-smile: "Really?"

Tony tried his best to nod naturally: "...really. Are you unhappy? A perfect creation, combining your strengths and mine..."

Moriarty grabbed his finger, put it on his lips and kissed it with a smile: "Tony, of course I'm happy if you think so... But I thought if you would give Jarvis a human body , His genetic blueprint should have come from your father's old housekeeper Edwin Jarvis and his wife Anna?"

They looked at each other for two seconds, and Tony was defeated: "...how do you know?"

"I hacked into the S.H.I.E.L.D. archive." Moriarty shrugged. "The information is quite comprehensive. My name should appear in it soon."

"Edwin's a nice guy," Tony said. "All I know is that during an operation involving my father, his wife was shot and infertile...you guessed it, I used their Gene, but... well, Jarvis is still trying to fit in. Do you want to go see him?"

Before Moriarty could express his opinion, he heard a childish voice: "Good afternoon, Mr. Stark and Mr. Moriarty."

Both of them turned their heads together.In the bright sunlight, a little boy was standing in the doorway.He has beautiful blond hair and blue eyes, delicate facial features, chubby cheeks with a bit of baby fat, he looks no more than five or six years old, wearing a well-tailored shirt, plaid overalls, and a small bow tie. serious face.

Moriarty: "...Jarvis?"

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Moriarty." The little boy Jarvis said solemnly, "Mr. Stark suggested that I stay in my room temporarily, but I think that as Mr. Stark's housekeeper and Assistant, if you know you are coming but avoid seeing you, it would be rude."

Moriarty showed a strange expression: "...It's nice to see you again, too."

Tony coughed: "There's no need to be so polite, Jia, you should get used to your new identity as a human now... Also, you are no longer my housekeeper and assistant, Friday is now."

A calm female voice sounded in unison: "It's an honor to serve you, sir."

"I think you underestimate the importance of me, sir." Jarvis raised his chin, "without my help, your quality of life will obviously drop to a level. Even if Friday shared my database, she Nor can it be more flexible about things, say, your taste, sir."

Tony immediately denied: "No, no, no, I think the steak at noon today is very good, and the thick soup is also very good. It's exactly the kind of taste I want. Friday did a great job."

Friday was silent for a moment: "...For the last 34 days, all your cooking instructions have come from Jarvis, sir."

Tony: "..."

Moriarty laughed gloatingly, and Tony pinched Jarvis' cheeks angrily, bent down and hugged him: "If you want to continue to be my housekeeper, grow up quickly, Jia."

Jarvis blushed: "I want to go to the sun, sir."

"Okay, let's go to the platform." Tony shook the weight, let him sit on his arms, and walked out naturally holding him.

The Forgotten Moriarty: "...cough! Tony? Don't you have any plans for me?"

"Go to work, go shopping, inspect my property, whatever you want." Tony waved his free hand and disappeared outside the door, "Give him permission, Friday!"

Moriarty: "..."

He was silent for a while, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the two Tonys lying on the beach chair outside, bathing in the sun, suddenly raised his hand to wipe his face, and laughed softly.

... This is a new life.

It doesn't feel bad.

-

It was impossible to go to work, and Moriarty was going to go through the resignation procedures.But Malibu Beach is too far away from Manhattan. Last night he used ether particles to take Tony across the space and go home directly, but obviously he can't do this today... He and Tony have the same attitude on this, Morrie The power held by Artie will be exposed to others one day, but not now.No matter how he ends up explaining his origins, now he has to make himself less of a threat in the eyes of others.In the same way, he can't wear Tony's steel suit, lest he arouse the alert and hostility of the military... and the drive will take too long, and going to the company now may cause chaos and commotion.Although Moriarty likes to watch lively scenes, the current situation is really not suitable for adding fuel to the flames, so he finally suppressed the idea of ​​going there in person, and asked Friday to handle the rental and resignation of the house on his behalf.

He wasn't worried about the issue of false identity, SHIELD would definitely send someone to examine him, as long as he passed this level, his past in this world would reasonably appear in the databases of various secret agencies.After all this time, he considered whether to go back to his old business...pure crime consulting was out of the question, but maybe try a consulting detective?

Moriarty couldn't help laughing at the thought that he might show up at a crime scene one day in a deerstalker and a long coat.Moriarty brought up the topic after a harmonious mind-body exchange in the evening.

Tony was silent for a while: "...It's a good idea, but I think you may not be suitable for a long coat, my dear."

Moriarty raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation.Tony thought about it, and said slowly: "You know what? In fact, when I was rescuing Irene, Moran once wore my steel suit. At that time, he once said a word...'The Mark series is really perfect to the extreme , but there is still a little flaw'..."

"what?"

Tony showed a smirk, and said like singing: "It's~too~short~~ah~~~"

Moriarty: "..."

He wants to kill Moran! ! !must! ! ! ! ! !