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

Meanwhile, in the living room of Wood's house.

The atmosphere was finally relieved, but Tony still had a stinky face, pinching Peter's little face unwillingly, kneading the little boy's cheeks with baby fat into various strange shapes.

"Hmm...Tony...Brother, don't play with my...face!" Little Peter protested inarticulately, trying to struggle out of Tony's arms while shaking his curly hair.

"Tony, take it easy, it's all red." Steve picked up the little boy with concern, put him on his lap and sat down, lifted Peter's face to look at the reddened place.

"Going out to play with Dad for an afternoon, are you happy, Peter?" Loki sat next to him with a reserved smile on his lips. The expression of the skinny smile made people feel hairy, and the green eyes glanced down, understated He glanced at Peter.

"I'm happy, you see, these delicious food are brought to my brother, and my father didn't forget it outside!" Feeling the sense of danger, little Peter said in a low voice, and put all the snacks on the coffee table like a treasure, eagerly Extremely.

"I don't like snacks." Loki said with a half-smile, he wouldn't lose his temper so quickly.

Although he was willing to grow up to solve family problems, he couldn't act like a baby so freely when he grew up, which always made Loki grieve. Kee's vinegar jar was completely overturned.

"It's not just snacks. Dad bought a small knife set for Rocky's brother. It's very beautiful—oh shit!" Peter blurted out, covered his mouth in panic, and looked at Rocky, whose eyes instantly brightened, tremblingly. His expression became bitter,

"I slipped my tongue. I promised my father before, I can't say it..."

"What knife set?" Loki leaned forward, stared at the little boy with green eyes unblinking, and asked with great interest, "Dad bought it for me?"

"Did you only buy a gift for Rocky?" Tony's tone turned bad in an instant, his caramel-colored eyes turned into condemnation and bitterness, and the tone rose in disbelief, "Dad, has he learned to be eccentric?"

"..." Steve didn't speak, the handsome blond man just frowned silently, watched little Peter and sighed softly.

Little Peter, who was stared at by three people like this, was under great pressure. He couldn't bear the silent questioning, and he didn't want his close brothers to misunderstand his father, showing such a hurt and sad expression, so he could only retort eagerly: "That's not true! Dad is not partial. He picked gifts for everyone all afternoon, and everyone remembers them! The reason why I didn't take them out immediately is because this is a Christmas gift, and Dad specially asked me to keep it secret!"

"Oh no..." Little Peter reflexively covered his mouth again, and was about to cry, "Daddy will kill me."

"Everyone has it?" Tony's expression turned from hurricane to cloudy, satisfied, "Is there anything else? Peter, you whisper to us, Dad won't know."

"I can't say it, absolutely can't say it again! Dad told me to keep it a secret!" Little Peter shouted firmly in refusal.

"Anyway, you've already said so much, since Dad will be angry, then you can say everything." Tony smiled, folded his arms and continued to tease little Peter.

"No... Brother Steve will be angry too. I just read one of his cartoons and said that even my father will be scolded! I absolutely can't say it!" Little Peter sneaked a guilty glance at the stunned history. Tiff glanced at him, and when he realized that he had accidentally exposed his secrets, the little boy was taken aback, his eyes suddenly became misty, and quickly turned into big tears.

Tony couldn't help laughing out loud.

Little Peter cried out with a "wow", buried his face in Tony's arms in grievance, and couldn't come out. He cried loudly and choked up, "It's too much! It's too much! I said everything Dad will definitely be angry! I promised him everything!"

Steve's face turned red and smoked instantly.

Tony immediately put on a sullen face and tried to hold back the laughter, but he was shocked and amused in his heart. He quickly patted the little boy's back and smoothed his hair, and comforted him: "Dad won't be angry with you, you are only four years old, and you still accidentally said Come out, he will be unhappy for a while at most."

Little Peter was not comforted at all. On the contrary, he cried louder: "Unhappy for a while?!"

"Don't cry." Loki moved his face closer, showing a playful smile, and said coolly, "Do you want Dad to come back and see it? That will make him angry."

Little Peter stopped crying for a moment, timidly suppressed all his tears, wiped his face with tears, and was frightened by this conclusion.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief, and cast an appreciative look at Loki.

When he was a child, he was used to coaxing the arrogant type of Tony, as long as he followed little Tony's coquettish instructions to meet the little boy's request, and used actions to coax people, Tony would stop crying.He really had a headache for Little Peter who blamed himself.

"This incident reminds me, Christmas gift..." Tony frowned in annoyance, as if he had encountered a huge problem, and muttered to himself, "What would Dad want? Buy him any car Is the car too rash?"

"You can only think of that kind of ordinary things?" Loki laughed unabashedly, but he looked calm and composed, and he had already thought of what he should give.

Tony choked with a stinking face, speechless.Looking at the expression, he began to rack his brains to think.

"..." Steve's expression twisted, and he looked at the TV in distress and absent-mindedly, with a terrible headache.

He is the most troublesome.

Judging by the expressions of Tony and Rocky, they really think so.Even giving a car is the most common gift, so what can he give? ?

Little Peter looked left and right at the three brothers with different expressions, and lowered his head thoughtfully, and also became entangled.

In the afternoon, he only cared about eating delicious food. What should he give his father... a hand-painted painting?

Just when the living room fell into silence, a golden portal suddenly appeared, and the dark-haired young man with a gloomy expression came back.

"Dad." Loki greeted first, with a relaxed voice.

"Dad." "Dad!" Several other people also yelled, but Carl did not show a familiar smile on his face today. He nodded to everyone indiscriminately, as if he was troubled by something and was depressed.

"..." Tony, Loki and Steve exchanged glances hesitantly.

What happened?

Loki's heart sank, and he walked over calmly, his voice lowered, and asked in a deep voice: "...Didn't you go to practice with Gu Yi? What happened?"

Unlike the others, he knew something.When he was a child, his father also had such an experience. At that time, others were indifferent and didn't know what to do, so they could only spend the whole night with his father quietly without asking any questions.But now he's grown up enough to help Carl.

"It's okay, I'm just practicing. Or maybe it's a good thing... I've solved it, but I still feel a little depressed, so don't take it to heart." Carl shrugged, pretending to be relaxed and telling the truth.

This is the difference between emotion and reason.

Even if he knew it was an illusion, he had already overcome the problem this time and successfully solved it.But seeing the tragic death of the cubs he raised with his own eyes, no matter what old father he was, he couldn't stand it.

Karl raised his head and saw that several young people still had doubtful expressions on their faces. They were staring at him without moving their eyes. He took a deep breath, walked over and hugged the cubs one by one.

Rocky...Peter, Tony, and Steve.The expression in the illusion just now broke his heart.Now that I can hug my warm body and hear my beating heartbeat, this should be the fastest way to calm down, right?

Just when Carl hugged the last candidate—Steve, the blond man didn't let go of his hands like the previous ones, but wrapped his arms around the back of Carl's head and waist, deepening the hug.

"...?!" Tony condemned and almost popped those caramel eyes.

Is Steve so cunning!

Rocky's expression also became annoyed and unwilling. It's okay to compete back and forth with Tony. He doesn't want to admit that he can still lose to Steve, who has always been upright and honest? ?

"Dad, are you upset? Don't be sad." Steve asked in a very low voice, his cheek pressed against Carl's ear, keenly aware of Carl's emotions.It has to be said that Steve is much better at comforting people than the two arrogant ones present. He hugged Carl tightly before he could answer.

—a tight hug brings security, Steve probably intended it that way.

Carl also thought it was a good idea, because his mood was gradually calmed down.But Steve seemed to have misunderstood his own physique estimation. He was almost out of breath, so he could only raise his face to take a few breaths, and stopped him: "Wait, Steve... it's a little too tight... "

"Uh, sorry." Steve loosened his arms quickly, still hugging Carl faithfully, waiting quietly.Completely ignoring Loki and Tony next to him - he seemed to be planning not to let go if Carl didn't call to stop.

"Ahem..." Carl didn't want to misunderstand Steve, so he didn't directly refuse, but now there is a question that really embarrasses him.After hesitating, Carl still couldn't think of a tactful way, so he could only speak out in a tangled state: "Actually, what I meant just now is..."

"...Steve, your pectoral muscles are too big...it hit me." He lowered his head and said without being able to look directly.

There was a sudden dead silence in the air.

Tony: "—Pfft!"

"Pfft." Loki quickly turned his head away in a deep voice.

Steve let go of Carl suddenly as if he was hot, his face was completely smoking, and his expression was painful and helpless, as if Carl was just accusing him of smoking, drinking, smoking/drugs or being broken into any bad habits.

"Of course! I'm not saying it's bad, it's good, your chest muscles are so big, it's a bit breathless-I mean!" Carl felt that the more he explained, the less he could explain, and it didn't sound right. , he was almost incoherent, so he turned a corner abruptly, "I mean-thanks for your reassurance, Steve! This is very useful."

"...I will try my best to reduce my pectoral muscles." Steve was still brooding over this matter, he made a painful but sincere promise, his voice dry.There was guilt in the blue eyes, like it was his fault.

"It's really, really no need, it's good." Carl didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only change the subject and said, "——Uh, Steve, come to the bedroom with me, okay?"

It's time for the next dungeon, this time take Steve with you.