Do you want to eat Amway? [Comprehensive British and American]

"Humph"

A shy pink color suddenly appeared on the cheeks of the black-haired child, he tilted his head awkwardly, and hummed some monosyllables with unknown meaning, trying to maintain his air after playing a prank.Little Rocky held Carl's waist honestly with both hands, and squeezed himself even tighter into his father's arms.

Why are there so many cats and children in the family who are so cute and arrogant.

Karl tried his best to hold back a smile and raised his head.

"Tony" he blinked and asked in surprise.A figure stood vaguely in the shadow at the corner of the living room. With Carl's current good eyesight, he could clearly recognize the curly-haired little boy.

"I heard movement below, so let's take a look." Little Tony reluctantly walked out of the shadows, his eyes stayed on Carl's posture holding Little Loki, and there was a hint of tangle in his big caramel-colored eyes look, say.

"" Little Rocky's gaze suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Little Tony unhappily.

"Can you do me a favor, Tony." Carl thought for a while and asked with a smile, "Everyone is drunk and needs to be sent back to their rooms."

"Ah."

Little Tony answered vaguely and didn't know what he was talking about, and walked over awkwardly with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"You are in charge of Steve." Carl directed the boy, and then gently picked up little Hella himself.

The little Sol next to him doesn't have to worry about it. Although his younger brother disliked him in every possible way when he was awake, but now that the boy fell asleep, little Rocky's expression became gentle, and he struggled to hold Sol up the stairs.

After Karl settled the little Hella, he went out and walked to the next door to have a look.Little Tony was clumsily taking off the blond boy's shoes and stuffing them back under the covers.

"Tony, you didn't seem to talk to Steve just now." Carl reminded tactfully.

"What's the matter?" Little Tony murmured with his head down, trying to show a look of indifference, and pouted his mouth.

"He's very sad, did you see the strawberry pudding in front of Steve? That's what he planned to eat with you," Carl said.

"I'm past the age where I like strawberry pudding, that's what little girls like." When this topic was brought up, little Tony couldn't help frowning, looking like a little grown-up.

"" The smile on Carl's face gradually faded, he stared at the dark brown curly-haired boy who looked a bit unnatural, and asked, "Tony, do you feel that you have grown up and shouldn't be as childish as before, so you suddenly changed Has it become like this?"

Little Tony keenly caught Karl's emotional changes. The boy's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head guiltily, without saying a word.

"Tony, let's talk to each other as adults. Can I talk to you?" Carl bent down slightly, and tentatively put his hand on Tony's shoulder.The boy was a little stiff, but still awkwardly acquiesced to Karl's movement of pulling him closer.The eyes of the two are finally level now.

"Tony, of course you can bid farewell to your childishness as an adult, but it hurts the people who care about you. Do you really think it's okay? Do you think this behavior is childish?"

Carl glanced at little Steve on the bed.

The blond boy who was sleeping peacefully was curled up in the bed, his face was still flushed after drunkenness, there was a faint trace of depression locked between his brows, his sideways face remained motionless.

"" Little Tony bit his lip and didn't speak.

Carl waited patiently for him to think things through.But the dark brown curly-haired boy clenched his fists, glanced at little Steve, turned around stubbornly, and ran away without saying a word.

The expectation in Carl's heart turned into disappointment in an instant.He sighed, walked over and stretched out his hand to tuck Steve up, and muttered, "It seems that Tony is still young, so he has to continue teaching."

Carl turned around and was about to go out, but there was another sound of thumping footsteps in the corridor. It was the panting little Tony who ran back holding his favorite blueberry pudding. He raised his face and looked at Carl.

"Put this..." Little Tony pursed his lips, but didn't say the following words.He runs past Carl through the door and puts the pudding jar on Steve's nightstand, self-evidently.

"It's a gift of apology," Carl asked guessing.

"I don't like pudding anymore." Little Tony's caramel-colored eyes were filled with apology, but he wanted to say something bluntly to refute Carl's words.

"Sometimes you have to be honest, Tony." Carl laughed completely. He pulled Tony into his arms again, hugged him deeply like he did with little Tony before, and then let go of the boy who was about to struggle, and tried to suppress his face The smile on the face said seriously,

"Okay, I'll also bid farewell to the little Tony who used to act like a spoiled child to me. From now on, Tony doesn't like being hugged by Dad. I won't violate the rules you said again."

It’s fine if Karl doesn’t say that, Tony has a serious look on his face, once he said that, shock and panic flashed in Tony’s eyes, he opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t say it.The boy looked inexplicably confused and pitiful.

Seeing the little boy like this, Karl suddenly softened his heart and began to reflect on whether he had bullied too much.But Tony's severe arrogance cannot be cured, and it can be corrected while it is just emerging.If it continues, he will hurt those close to him more times.

"I, I hate daddy" Little Tony held back for a long time, unable to say anything, he clenched his fists, and finally shouted without choosing words.

The boy looked up at the astonished Carl, with tears in his eyes, so he slammed into Carl like a shell, buried his head in the young man's arms, and hugged him tightly but couldn't help it. Say nothing.

"Tony talk." Carl was almost out of breath when he was hugged by little Tony, and he said seductively while stroking the boy's back. Oh, the problem."

"wrong"

Little Tony said sullenly, burying his face in Carl's shirt, as if he had no face to face anyone, his neck was blushing, "Obviously, you know it, Dad"

"Yeah." Carl looked at him suspiciously.

"Obviously, Dad, you know that I like being hugged by Dad." Little Tony yelled out with a broken jar, his voice was embarrassed, "I like blueberry pudding, I like brother Steve, I like acting like a baby, I just like acting like a baby"

"Cough" Carl tried hard to hold back the laughter in his throat, and stared at the little boy seriously.If he laughed at this time, Karl felt that he would definitely be beaten to death.

"You know everything, and you still insist on forcing me to tell it?" Little Tony's face flushed with shame, and he stared at Carl with a cry of accusation.

Carl lamented little Tony's sharpness in his heart. He sighed, lowered his eyes, and decided to make a move to retreat. "Then dad is very sad, does Tony know?"

"Hey" Little Tony choked on this sentence.

"At that time, I thought Tony really didn't like Dad." Carl tentatively stretched out his hand. This time, little Tony didn't avoid his hand, and his hair was rubbed obediently, staring at him blankly, with caramel-colored eyes There was another awkward apology.

"Can you tell me now, why did you say these dishonest words? You still owe your brother Steve an apology." Carl asked out of his doubts.

When little Tony grew up and became rebellious, Carl was still puzzled. He was not like Howard looking for Steve every day, so he couldn't take care of his son.What did I do wrong that provoked Tony?

"I'm just" Tony lowered his head and held back awkwardly for a long time, but since he was so frightened that he broke the can, it was easy to say these words, the boy finally said in a low voice,

"I want to grow up as soon as possible, help my father, and solve everyone's identity problems. I can no longer act like a baby, and I can't eat strawberry pudding like a child. I have endured so many hobbies, but my father You still treat me like a child"

Little Tony looked distressed and wanted to cry, and he was so angry that he showed his true colors again.

"Because you are still a child, Tony, you don't need to do this." Calvin promised, "Wait a few more days, and you and Jarvis have upgraded their experience points, and you can really grow up. In the future Let's be honest and don't make us sad anymore, okay?"

"Yeah." Tony lowered his head, and with a low, almost inaudible volume, he agreed embarrassingly.

"I left my favorite blueberry pudding for my brother Steve." He mustered up his courage, choked out another sentence guiltily, and glanced quickly at the bedside table.

"I don't think Steve would like this." Carl said thoughtfully. He met little Tony's blank gaze and waved to the boy, "How about we?"

It was almost evening when Steve woke up in a daze.

A drink seemed to have too much impact on his thin body, and there were also vaguely strange noises around him, which made Steve sleep uneasy.

"Yeah" He sat up from the bed, confusedly saw machine parts all over the floor in his room, among the parts sat a dedicated Tony, the boy with dark brown curly hair sat on the floor comfortably as before Seriously play with those machines.

The quiet little orange ball was still resting on Tony's shoulder.

Steve turned his head and found Tony's blueberry pudding on the bedside table. The lid had been opened, but the pudding was still intact, with two spoons on it.

Steve shook his head, feeling a little unconscious.

What's the situation? Isn't little Tony grown up? Why is he willing to come back?

"Ah, you're awake." Tony turned around when he heard the movement, and saw the blue eyes of the blond boy full of doubts.Tony tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, but he hesitated a bit, and barely managed to get the words out, and turned his face away in embarrassment,

"Brother Steve. Let's eat pudding together."

The soft light of the setting sun came in through the window glass, reflected on the curly-haired boy's proud side face, and it turned red a lot, so Steve wasn't sure if there was a blush on Tony's face.

The blond boy didn't have time to think for a while, so he could only respond passively, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again

"Well, okay."