Group favorite daughter [Zhongyingmei]

The girly version of the Winter Soldier attracted everyone's attention, even the little clumsy hands came over to look at it curiously, and ran away happily swinging the robotic arm up and down.

Howard was puzzled, "What is it happy about?"

Ella explained to the little clumsy hand who couldn't speak, "It said that this person is less than three years old and looks very playful, and he cried a lot in the room and finally didn't use it to clean up."

Everyone present: "..."

Tony folded his hands on his chest and spoke very proudly, "You guys are not as smart as Xiaodai."

Banner pushed his glasses, "Tony, you actually don't know what Derby is talking about, do you?"

"Of course I know."

If Ella knows it, Jarvis knows it, and if Jarvis knows it, he knows it!

You don't need to look to know that Tony's tail is about to rise to the sky again, and everyone ignores him and continues to watch the Winter Soldier.

Hiss... a bit spicy eyes.

Steve frowned, "Is he the one who disappeared in Siberia?"

"Yes, I saw part of his memory," Ella blinked, pointing to the temple with her finger, "frozen, and then unsealed."

She paused, "But why did Hydra only unseal one? Wouldn't it be more powerful if there were five Winter Soldier?"

Howard said, "Because they have no way to manipulate them, the five replicated serums are only semi-finished products, and the people injected with the serum will lose their minds, and even Hydra cannot completely control them."

While talking, everyone looked at Bucky involuntarily, but Bucky didn't care, "It's okay," he shook the black phone produced by Stark Industries, "I'm looking for a tutorial on plum cake."

He's not like the Winter Soldier, after all.

Looking up at the adults who looked like several mountains, the little girl tilted her head, her expression was ignorant and naive, although she didn't fully understand what they were talking about, but she wanted to help, "I can check his memory, but it takes a little time."

"Sweetheart, just let Charles do this kind of thing." Tony bent down and pinched the little girl's cheek, "Maybe there is something messy in his mind, I can't give you a grade."

"Charles?"

"Yes, he will be here in a moment, you can rest assured my dear."

"Okay," Ella looked around again, and then stretched out her small hand to hold Bucky's good right hand, but his hand was too big, and she could only hold two fingers, "Then let's do it." cake?"

The warm temperature came from his fingers, Bucky bent his fingertips unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an inconspicuous arc, "Of course."

Seeing his little princess taking away the Grumpy Cat, Tony said with a bit of gusto, "Sweetheart didn't like him before, so I must tell Sweetheart to stay away from this childish man who loves plums."

Who is naive...

Steve turned his head to look at Howard helplessly, "Is it him?"

Obviously that man-made car accident is not something people would like to recall, Howard wrinkled his mustache, "It wasn't him, I guess the Winter Soldier would have died long ago."

"Then what about this person?"

"Let's talk about it after tomorrow." Tony spread his hands indifferently, "Anyway, there is not one more Red Skull, but do you think there is any danger if he is like this?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison. The strong but weak Winter Soldier in the prison was tearing off his hard and uncomfortable uniform in a fit of temper. He was about to tear off his clothes to reveal his muscular upper body...

Tony sighed and held his forehead, "Fortunately, Sweetheart has already left, Jarvis, get him a normal dress."

"Yes, sir."

……

"Four hundred grams of flour, four grams of yeast powder, an appropriate amount of sugar—"

Stepping on the stool, the little girl wearing a pink cat-patterned apron looked up and looked at Bucky in confusion, "How much is the right amount?"

The tall and stern man was wearing a small pink apron of the same style, but the cat pattern on his chest turned into a chubby black long-tailed kitten. Bucky stared at the screen projected by the little girl for a while, pursing his lips. Then he hesitated to pick up the spoon and scooped up a flat spoon and lifted it up.

"...so much?" Times have changed, as have dessert recipes.

One big and one small began to think silently in front of a spoonful of white sugar.

Jarvis couldn't stand it anymore, he reminded, "Maybe you can change to another precise formula."

"But it's said on the forum that the cake made this way has a dreamy feel," Little Ella even found out the screenshot. Anyway, it only took less than a second for her, and the little girl's eyes were full of halos. Looking forward to it, "It feels like a dream!"

"...then please continue."

"Okay, just the right amount of sugar..."

Under the command of the milky little girl's voice, Bucky poured a spoonful of sugar into the small milk pot.

"Two hundred grams of milk."

Gududu—pure white milk rippled happily in the small milk pot.

"A stick of butter."

Another approximation, this time Bucky didn't hesitate, cut off a large piece of fine butter and threw it into the pot.

"Heat until butter softens."

Crack, fire.

"Mix well with flour yeast powder."

The little girl looked expectantly at the small blender in Bucky's hand, "I want to try it too."

Bucky weighed the weight and shook his head, "You can't handle it." In order to let the little girl feel its weight intuitively, he gave a very simple example, "It weighs half a cat."

Amao, who was stepping on the gamepad to output wildly in the game room, sneezed suddenly. He wrinkled his nose. Could it be that the mimic mammoth also sheds hair?

"But I want to give it a try, just a little."

Looking at those wet kitten-like blue eyes that no one could refuse, Bucky only persisted for less than two seconds, "I'll help you."

Two hands, one big and one small, held the handle of the mixer together—in fact, Ella's hand was too small, and it only covered half of it. Passed to the fingers, numb and itchy.

Ella moved her two fingers, her eyes lit up, "It's fun!"

Bucky: "..."

"I'll take care of the shaping next, shall I?"

"……Can."

The little girl was kneading the soft dough with great interest, while Bucky took out the pocket knife he carried with him, and took a plum in his hand. The light and shadow flashed, and the flesh that had been cut into several petals and pitted was like a flower. Like deep purple flowers blooming slowly on the plate, it was fast and steady, and immediately attracted the little girl's admiring gaze.

"Bucky! I want to learn this!"

The eyes of the little girl on both hands were almost shining, imitating his gestures, "Shua Shua Shua Shua!"

Bucky laughed, "I'll teach you when you grow up."

"It's agreed~"

"Ah."

"I wrote it down in the memo! I can learn it when my physical functions are fully developed and I can control it stably!"

This is the first time Bucky has heard such a strange description, "Bodily functions?"

The little girl sighed solemnly, shook her two little flour-stained hands, and showed him with her palms out, "I'm still young, and I can't even hold a pen steadily with my fingers, so everything I have to do is very difficult." After a long, long time."

"Children are like this." Bucky peeled a few more plums, and the bright and sharp blade was stained with sweet and sour juice, "You know Steve? He was thin and weak and easily sick when he was a child, and then he became That's amazing."

After finishing speaking, he paused and added, "Of course, you don't need to learn his muscles."

"Men and women have different aesthetics, I understand." The little girl turned back and continued to roll the dough and nodded seriously, "My dad did the same. When I was choosing a body model for him, I thought Loki and Sol looked good too. It's nice, but Dad doesn't think so."

The body helps Tony repair the war-damaged Jarvis in the laboratory: ...

I don't know whether to explain that it is not an aesthetic problem or to emphasize that it is just unacceptable for the daughter to become Rocky.

Friday asked Jarvis with some doubts, "So is there a difference in the aesthetics of AI men and women?"

"AI has no gender, this is just a setting, but when you have your own intelligence, you will have your own aesthetics," Jarvis multi-tasking, "the so-called difference in aesthetics between men and women is just a general concept, Every individual is different."

"Oh..." Friday was thoughtful.

Jarvis asked, "Are you in any trouble?"

"No, I just thought I might like pink, so I wanted to make a pink projection image." Friday said, "BOSS left this job to me, but pink skin seems to be rare."

"..." Jarvis thought about the vision of purple-red skin in Ella's mouth and the almost golden watermelon red watermelon, and sincerely suggested, "I think normal skin color is better, you can put hair color or other Set to pink."

"Makes sense."

The two AIs here are discussing aesthetic issues, while Bucky and Ella are waiting for the half-time to ferment.

Bucky, who was stunned by the pile of plums when he opened the refrigerator, silently made a glass of plum juice. The two of them sat in a row outside the dessert house and drank the juice. There was a bit of flour that hadn't been wiped off, but I couldn't see it from Bucky's direction.

The one who noticed this was Charles who came to help. Most of the Winter Soldier was in the frozen time and his memory was not very complicated, so he had time to come and see the little girl.

"I heard that you are making a cake, is it going well?"

Charles’s voice always has a pleasant mellowness, which sounds like a spring breeze. He wiped the fine flour with his fingertips, and said with a smile, “It’s all become little cats.”

Ella's face turned red all of a sudden, she pawed her cheek like a frightened cat, and handed him a new glass of juice embarrassedly, "It's okay."

Bucky understood Charles very well, and silently installed the sculpture on the side, and picked up the cat who ran out after playing the game to find food in his arms.

Plush, comfortable =v=

Seeing the little girl's embarrassment, Charles led the conversation without a trace, and had some fun chatting about eating, drinking, and playing. After chatting, I came to the things in the park before, and Ella suddenly thought of Wang Da and Pietro, and asked Charles if he had any record of them being mutants.

"They left in a hurry. They said they had important things to do. I should have let them stay. It would be bad if they were discovered by others because of their ability to save people." Thinking about it now, Aila is still a little annoyed .

Charles pondered, "Magic and speed... I remember that there was a riot with similar abilities of mutants, but when Scott and Jean rushed over, the mutant child had disappeared, and there was no trace after that."

The little girl blinked, waiting for him to continue.

"But I heard from people in that town that they called that child the Scarlet Witch."

...the Scarlet Witch?

Her hand trembled and almost dropped the glass on the ground, the little girl stood up abruptly, panicking, "Scarlet Witch?!"

Charles was surprised, "Don't be nervous, is there anything wrong with this name?"

There is a problem!

Big problem!

Ella turned around several times, and then looked at Charles anxiously, "Charles, what if I lost the person I was hugging for Princess Wanda?"

Is it too late to dig out the Mind Stone in Asgard? !

The author has something to say: Deadpool: Wow, Kuaiyin hit the street!That Watermelon Man unexpectedly embraced the Scarlet Witch by the Princess!Dare to fall in love after only two months of birth, Vision Cow 13!I bet they will be together in Avengers III!Raise the torch of FFF!