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

"Daddy!" The little boy with dark brown curly hair shouted happily.

"Dad, Dad..." After falling in pain, the little boy turned his head to look for the figure with tears in his eyes, choking with grievance and coquettishness.

"Daddy, I'll undress myself." This is a memory of them taking a shower together.

"Daddy, give you a hug, I want a present!" The little boy rushed over to hug the man's leg, raised his bun face and tried to act coquettishly, acting as a qualified leg pendant.

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"I don't want to take what the man handed me, it's a nightmare memory."

"So your son and I have some fate, take me to meet him next time. So - so you didn't write any titles, are you waiting for me to recommend him??"

"What have you been up to lately? Just in time for our party... No, I'm not used to men being so close to me."

"Oh, Carl, you're here, do you want to join?"

"..."

In the small living room, Tony stood where he was. The female model beside him was still smiling and offering wine to his lips, but Tony froze, his face was red and distorted, and his expression changed for a while, but he couldn't settle down.

"...Tony?"

Carl looked a little worried, and called out tentatively.

The man with the mustache turned his head awkwardly, and the moment his eyes met Carl's, his face turned green involuntarily.

——What the hell did he say? !

This feeling of shame and anger, regret and wish to turn around and leave not only comes from the memory that Tony just remembered, but is actually produced by the mixing of two memories.

When he was young, he was busy acting like a baby, but when he grew up, his venomous tongue was holding him back?

He used the standards of outsiders on his father. Would he still want to invite Carl and the female models to a father-son game? ?

He thought he and Carl, Saul, or Steve were just friends, but they actually took a shower together!

And—he taught himself?Is he the little carrot that Carl proudly praised?

Tony's mood was really indescribably weird.

"Tor—" Seeing that he didn't respond, Karl frowned nervously, and looked at Jarvis before he was about to call out again.

"Wait!" Tony cut off his words quickly, raised one hand, pushed away the girls who were holding cups and dancing, and tried to remain calm and said to Carl, "I want to be quiet."

Liang Jingru? ?

Carl paused for a moment, watching Tony take the wine bottle from a female model, and walked straight to the terrace.In the noisy sound of the stereo, Tony's good friend Colonel Roddy came over and asked loudly with a smile, "What's wrong with Tony?"

He was so far away that he didn't see clearly what was going on here, and only had time to notice Tony's strange reaction.

"Uh...no, he might have had a little too much to drink, so go out and be quiet." Carl vaguely covered it for Tony, but his heart sank, and he couldn't help but think of something.He turned around, and then said in a low voice, "Go ahead...I want to take a rest too."

Colonel Roddy was all smiles, he was completely relaxed while playing, and he didn't care too much about Carl's emotions when he was in high spirits, so he just nodded and ignored it.

"Mr. Carl, are you unhappy?" Jarvis was very keen in this regard, his eyes followed the back of Carl who was about to leave, and he turned around and asked calmly.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just..." Carl thought about adjectives for a long time, and finally managed to speak out, "I'm a little timid."

He regretted bringing Tony here.

Although he had already prepared himself so much, at the moment when Tony recovered his memory, before Tony expressed his attitude to accept or not, Karl suddenly flinched again.

After getting along for so long, even if Tony dared to insist on not admitting him, he would still be able to beat him back uprightly, and let the brat see how he hit Loki crying for his father and mother - but he would still be sad after all, little Tony At that time, he was the child who was most good at acting like a baby and liked to be close to him.

So Carl suddenly didn't want to hear Tony express his attitude.

Jarvis's expression moved slightly, and his dark blue eyes became clear. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the terrace, his lips didn't move, but the next second, the man with the mustache suddenly looked back this way, his face full of surprise.

Tony dawdled on the spot a few times, but still strode over here, and even ran a few steps, catching up with Karl who was about to go up the stairs.He cleared his throat and said straightforwardly, but with a hint of embarrassment in his voice:

"Ahem—how did you do it? Praise to me that I was smart and good-looking when I was young?"

He didn't have a proud buttocks back then!