Do I want to lose face? [Zhongyingmei]

Ah Shuang hugged her own carrot doll, staring blankly at the handsome gentleman who suddenly appeared in the room, a little stunned.

The little fan's eyes were watering, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The gentleman who knocked over her desk was very polite.

He first took a rough look around, and during this period he tilted his head super cutely, maybe because he found that this is a very safe and cute little house, he bent his eyes and smiled.

The little fans whose eyes were automatically fitted with 100-meter-thick filters looked nervously at the sudden appearance of Mr. Iron Man, and felt that his every move was so cute.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh !I can! !I can! ! !

It's a pity that Mr. Mustache didn't receive this little signal that he likes him so much.

He was still a little weak, which made him subconsciously stretch out his fingers, and then put them on the only desk in the room that matched his height.

This action seemed to affect his wound, and the slight pain made him unable to help but touch the position of his upper heart, and then frowned slightly.

After a while, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he closed his eyes, and a careless and sharp sneer appeared on his lips.

This particular state has continued.

It wasn't until the smart butler reminded him in a low voice in the battle armor that it was very safe here, and there was no trace of the enemy raging, that made his frowning brows relax a little bit, and the tension on his back was relieved.

The feeling of death is special. After a series of adaptations, he finally showed a little bewildered expression, looked down at the paper in his hand, and couldn't help laughing.

His movements were a bit sluggish, but after he reacted, he bent down politely and picked up the scattered papers that he hit one by one.

In the process, he inevitably saw some very interesting things.

[Mr. Stark is a very handsome and extremely charming man-Steve Rogers. 】

[He is the best man, there is no one better than him in the world - Bucky Barnes]

[Of course, thank you and Tony very much, there is no cuter person in this world than you - Natasha Romanoff]

[The sexiest and cutest baby? — Bruce Wayne]

[I have to admit that in my more than 500 years of life, I have never seen anyone more attractive than him.His handsome face is better than the brightest morning glow in Asgard, and his clever mind is better than the wise people I have ever seen with my poor vitality... Tony Stark, I am infinitely overwhelmed by your charm, I Will be your most loyal fan - Rocky Odinson]

[Tall and mighty, extremely smart, handsome and extraordinary, you are a good friend recognized by Thor, and you are also the best Stark in the world.Thanks Stark.How can [-] words say the slightest bit of good about Stark, he is brave, invincible, and simply the most perfect person in the world—Thor Odinson]

The polite and charming Mr. Mustache carefully read every compliment on himself.

To be honest, he didn't know himself a little bit.

"Am I really that good?" Tony raised his brows, touched his face with interest, as if he had forgotten that he was in a completely strange place, and raised his low voice, as if he couldn't help laughing.

"Of course." A gentle and metallic voice sounded in the battle armor.The smart butler quickly scanned these rainbow farts, realized something quickly, and then quickly opened the speaker.

His pleasant voice suddenly rang out in the silent room.

"Of course, sir, you are the best man in the world."

The little girl who was nervously shrinking herself up, holding the big carrot tightly in her arms, and staring at Papa Tie was bought in an instant.

When she heard these words, her clear eyes lit up, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, and she gave the butler a thumbs up in her heart.

That's nice to say!If you can talk, you must talk more, His Majesty can immediately hire you with a high salary to be the chief executive in charge of everything! ovo

The chief executive was unaware of his status as a top brat, but he had already followed in the footsteps of His Majesty the empress, and very unintentionally finished watching the rainbow fart that the whole harem paid tribute to.

It's really interesting, it's almost as cool as Stark's fans unintentionally ruled the world for their idol.

The well-developed smart housekeeper quickly understood and recorded these contents, and couldn't help laughing in the battle armor.

It had been a long time since he had been so relaxed. Tony pinched the thin paper in his hand, his lips curled up slightly, and couldn't help but take out a couple of papers and read them again.

The most handsome man?Is there anyone better than him?

It's really unexpected that some people seem serious on the surface, and if they say they hate him, they will hate him, but they are so rude when they confess in private.

To be honest, Iron Man looked a little embarrassed.

In a low voice, he entrusted the housekeeper to record all these interesting things, Tony couldn't help but bend his eyes, with naughty lines slightly drawn at the end of his eyes.

While recording Rainbow Fart, the smart butler was also reporting some newly scanned information to him in the battle armor, and after finishing speaking, he reminded him softly.

As a polite gentleman, he should take the initiative to tidy up these papers at this time, and then send them back to the little fan in her sketchbook intact.

Tony nodded in agreement with this proposal. He turned his head, first raised the neatly arranged papers in his hand, and then lowered his head to look at the little oriental girl who was staring at him intently.

"Is this a gift for me?" He asked with curved lips, his voice was low and magnetic, and he looked very patient, as if he was facing a young child.

In fact, the magical little oriental girl looked really small, and he even wondered if she was too young to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world.

——This is definitely not an idea that came out of thin air.

The extremely clever Mr. Stark can tell at a glance that on these papers, whether it is the handwriting of Captain America or Natasha, they all come from them.

Those companions who have been lost, Tony will never admit everything about them.

What does this mean?

Suffering a heavy blow, Mr. Stark, theoretically speaking, has no chance of surviving, at this moment, while listening to the soft report of the smart butler in the armor, he chuckled uncontrollably.

It is really a very miraculous thing. After suffering a fatal blow, the conclusion given by the smart housekeeper is not fatal enough.

He is still alive.

Tony raised his eyebrows slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, possible, impossible, crazy, confusing, and finally he ruled out everything and had to admit it.

If he can live, then those who have lost it are very likely to be alive.

There could never have been a bolder and more pleasing conclusion.

This absurd and bold guess did not make people feel scared. For Tony, who had been depressed for a long time, it made him happy in an instant.

With a slight smile on his lips, he picked up the cover of the little girl's beautiful sketchbook with his fingers, and carefully put the scattered papers in.

He saw the big Iron Man head inside for a moment.

And that lovely and sincere sentence:

[I love Mr. Stark so much. 】

"Hey...?" Tony laughed lowly, raised his eyebrows and raised the notebook he had organized in his hand, and shook the little girl who was stunned, "Thank you, baby, I really like this gift so much. "

Ah Shuang: Ahhhhhhh I'm dead! !I fainted and my heart was pounding! ! !Who is this! ! !Iron daddy ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing when I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. The little fan's white hands tightly covered his heart, and he was a little suffocated.

She looked a little shy, even though she had written countless names of Iron Man in the notebook, but when she really faced those beautiful amber eyes, she still curled her fingers unconsciously.

"Hey... Hey..." She stood up holding a big carrot in one hand, she was almost speechless, her face was so red that she was about to bleed, smoke was coming from the top of her head, and finally she just whispered, " Hello, Mister Stark."

"Hello." Tony gently placed the notebook in his hand on the table, and took a step forward, as if moonlight was shining in his beautiful amber eyes.

He said, "Is there anything you want to tell me, sweetheart."

……

After the cute baby, get Stark's super sweet sweetheart in 10 minutes.

Iron daddy fans won't move anymore.

Ah Shuang's excited eyes became watery for a moment. She hugged her big carrot tightly, and tried very hard to suppress the scream of the groundhog that was galloping to her mouth like a wild horse. In the end, she could only use "oooh!" To show respect.

Tony was laughed at by the little girl.

"Don't worry." He said, took off his battle armor, revealing the decent suit inside, rubbed the neat table with his clean and soft fingertips, and asked proactively, "Did you bring me back to life?"

"Resurrection...?" Ah Shuang was confused for a moment. It was true that she had picked up many Chaoying soul states, but deep down she was not sure whether this was still alive.

Arranged Tie Papa, who seemed a little tired, to rest on a chair next to the desk, Ah Shuang stood not far away, thought for a while, and explained to others seriously.

She spoke a little slowly, because she wanted to do better, and tried her best to recall every detail. From the beginning, she didn't want to lie in the slightest.

She was rambling on, because she would pause a bit shyly when she was talking to the iron father she liked so much, and couldn't help but occasionally raise her eyes secretly and take a quick look at people.

Tony patiently and connivingly listened to the little girl's slightly messy explanation because of nervousness.

He didn't interrupt, even when the little girl suddenly got stuck and couldn't speak, he smiled at her very gently, and then quickly analyzed the whole incident in his mind.

With such patience, Ah Shuang slowly relaxed, except for the occasional occasional words full of love and shame such as "Iron Papa" and "Me Mo Da", everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

When it came to world integration, the little girl seemed to feel that this matter was a bit complicated, and couldn't help but patted the little rabbit on the clothes, and her gaze, which was originally fixed in one direction nervously, wandered a little.

Suddenly, her wandering gaze landed on the steel armor that had been taken off beside the desk.

Under the shallow moonlight, the battle armor showed its icy metal texture.

Authentic, cold metal texture.

The dimples on Ah Shuang's cheeks disappeared with her pursed lips.

She was really taken aback for a moment.

Soon, she didn't care about shyness and embarrassment, and forgot the safe distance she worked so hard to keep from not rushing towards others, and couldn't help but walked a little closer to Tony who was sitting next to the desk.

Limited by his perspective and body, Tony must not have seen himself as he is now.

In fact, if it weren't for this, Ah Shuang shouldn't have been the first to discover this matter after such a long time.

Because Ah Shuang mentioned it when talking about other people, saying that even the state of the soul is special in front of her, as long as she has touched something, the state of the soul can be touched.

It was also because of this that neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with Tony being able to rest in a chair safely.

The little girl trembled her lips, her face turned slightly pale, and when she approached, she felt bold and took a closer look at the real appearance of the person she had been thinking about all along.

There was a large piece of blood on his skirt, which dyed his beautiful handmade suit red, and there was a blurred blood stain on his forehead, and he was sitting weakly.

Not at all as energetic as his voice made it out to be.

Ah Shuang knew that it was not the time yet, but she couldn't control the soreness in her eyes and the surging steam.

The light coming in from the window was dim, and one could see the very pale complexion of the person at the desk.

Pale, but very real complexion.

Tony seemed to be real.

He is not a soul state.

What happened tonight was unexpected, and there was a rush, no one thought to turn on the light.

Only then did A-Shuang realize this sudden situation, she clenched her fingers and trot to the switch at the door.

When she was about to press it, she suddenly thought of something, blinked her eyes, and reminded in a low voice: "Close your eyes first." Waiting for a response from the air, she clicked the switch.

The light orange warm yellow light was lit up in the room, it didn't look very dazzling, but the irritating person couldn't help but blinked several times under the sudden light.

Ah Shuang reminded her beloved Tie Papa, but she couldn't react. Under the sudden light, she blinked her eyes several times quickly, and a small pool of mist quickly formed in her eyes.

Touching the wall with his fingers, trying to adapt, his eyes were suddenly covered with a very warm force.

Someone covered her eyes with the palm of his hand, and reminded her gently, his voice was calm and powerful, unreasonably convincing, he said, "Don't open it yet."

Ah Shuang nodded obediently, her curled eyelashes couldn't help trembling quickly, and then she heard the voice above her head helplessly: "My eyes will hurt."

The cowardly His Majesty didn't move for a moment, and was even a little embarrassed.

After a few seconds, Ah Shuang slowly opened his eyes until he felt the warm palms on his eyes slowly move away, and then met Captain America with a very gentle smile.

"Is it better?" Even if it was a sudden situation, Steve's hair was combed meticulously without any mess, his lips had an unusually soft curve, and he lowered his head and asked with some concern.

Ah Shuang nodded hurriedly, without caring too much in a hurry, grabbed the captain's sleeve, and anxiously stretched out her fingertips to point in one direction.

Steve looked in the direction the little girl pointed.

The proud and undisciplined Mr. Mustache has an unconcealable tired look on his brows, but a very relaxed smile on his face.

"Hi." He was sitting on the stool beside the desk, already a little immobile, but there was an unusually pleasant smile in his amber eyes.

He looked like a scholar whose results had finally been confirmed, or a child who had finally eaten candy, smiling very heartily.

"You are indeed here." He said, as if the tight bowstring was finally relaxed, and he closed his beautiful eyes with a smile.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, the originally quiet environment suddenly became noisy, and the dimly lit rooms were gradually lit up with lights one by one.

It started with Captain America.

Because he came early, his room was very close to Ah Shuang. The soldier's due vigilance allowed him to quickly hear the voices coming from the next room. There were more than one person, which made him wake up in a light sleep instantly. .

He walked out of the door with a little worry and looked around.

I heard the extremely excited sound coming from His Majesty's room next door, like the whining of a small animal seeing food, or a small fan seeing an idol.

Steve kind of guessed something.

His originally firm steps paused a little, and a little uncomfortable look gradually appeared in his originally clear sea blue eyes.

Captain America knows the little landlord too well. For His Majesty the Hunjun, there is nothing that cannot be used to please the beloved Bai Yueguang Tony, including the many rainbow farts that everyone here sincerely paid tribute to.

Judging by the cheerful tone just now, Tony has [-]% seen those words.

Because there is nothing more powerful proof than the words written by their own hands, that they are still alive, and that Tony can be completely at ease in this strange environment.

Thinking of this, Captain America's handsome and handsome face was a little at a loss, and he couldn't help hesitating when he walked to the door.

Actually, it's not a big problem, it's just... a little bit embarrassing.

All the staff turned into iron blowing or something, ooc, the captain actually kind of wants to see everyone get together _(:з」∠)_

Steve hesitated a little before going in, but soon, he found that his somewhat shameful thoughts had no room for implementation.

At least temporarily, because there are more important things.

What the little girl saw was right. Unlike their soul states, Tony was special. Not only did he have a real body, he also carried a steel armor with him.

The golden-red steel armor was severely worn, revealing a sense of extreme weakness, with a cold luster under the orange light.

Tony leaned the weight of his entire body against the chair, sitting casually and loosely.

He was actually extremely tired, his eyes were actually dizzy, and his brain went blank for a moment from time to time, just thinking about everything instinctively.

Until the moment the light is turned on.

The very bright light sprinkled little by little on the tall figure at the door.

He clearly saw a familiar and convincing face, and a little girl who suddenly shed tears without knowing what he saw.

"Hi." Tony only had time to say hello to them, and then he seemed to be completely relaxed, allowing himself to be immersed in the boundless darkness.

……

Now there is a very embarrassing thing.

Although I don't know what accident happened and how tortuous the process was, Tony is indeed not in the state of a soul, but actually exists in a body.

This should have been good news.

Because it may prove that the world has merged to a certain extent, or it may prove that there are other ways that many souls in the family can also be resurrected in a new posture.

But the embarrassing thing is...

Steve in the soul state cannot touch Tony in the physical state, can't check his body for him, and can't transfer him to his room.

It's not always convenient to be stuck on a chair in a little girl's bedroom.

Standing next to the comatose Tony, and his fingers passed through his body again, Steve pursed his lips slightly and paused for a couple of seconds.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly looked at the little landlady who was standing aside eagerly, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Just now, the smart butler told them that Tony fell asleep because he was too exhausted and extremely nervous, and he didn't hold on after relaxing.

And although he didn't know the reason, at least his body was fine before he took off his armor.

The smart housekeeper who was temporarily staying in the girl's mobile phone and emitting a blue glimmer said so.

It was also because of this that the two people who were circling anxiously around the big baby Stark calmed down for a short time, and calmed down to think about countermeasures.

"A Shuang." Steve suddenly called the little landlord's name.

"Huh?" Trying to look away from Papa Tie's body, Ah Shuang looked down at her toes in embarrassment, and whispered back, "What's wrong, Captain? Have you thought of a way? Is there anything I can do to help?" ?”

of course.

It is not wrong to say that if you care about it, you will be chaotic. The two of them were anxious for a long time, but they forgot a very important thing.

"Would you like to touch Tony?" Steve said, and explained very clearly, "You know, only people you have touched can continue to be contacted by us."

When he said this, the sleeping gentleman on the chair seemed to have regained a little consciousness.

Hearing this sentence, he smiled softly, his voice sounded a little weak, but he slowly stretched out a hand.

"Do you want to shake hands with your beloved Mr. Stark?" He slowly opened his slightly sleepy eyes, and there was affection in his big caramel-colored eyes. He said, "Cute little fan girl."

Ah Shuang: QAQ! !