Group favorite daughter [Zhongyingmei]

Knowing that the owl was here to deliver a letter and not some kind of biochemical bomb, Clint finally stopped breathing fire and walked up to the little stupid hand with his beloved biscuits and bread, and stretched out his hand to tease it.

The white owl immediately widened its eyes in shock, the down feathers on its neck exploded, and flew to the other side with a flutter of wings, and stopped with its wings spread on the little clumsy mechanical arm, and looked at the posture, if Clint would One more step, and it can fly directly to the outside of the building.

Looking at the owl, and then at the biscuit in his hand, Clint put the biscuit on the table, then spread his hands and backed away, "Look, I didn't mean to fly here from England Are you not tired? Eat and drink?"

The owl, who held vengeance just like its master, turned its head stubbornly at the end, and was accidentally attracted by the smiling face of the little girl who came slowly.

Ella put a glass of water on the table, smiled and asked it to drink, then sat on the soft cushion on the floor and carefully opened the letter.

Speaking of which, she was used to contacting through the Internet, and this was the first letter she received.

The handwriting on the paper is as ostentatious as its owner, and occasionally there is a half circle at the end of the letter.

[Ella:

The reason why I am writing this letter is to tell you that I did not contact you not because I agree with your point of view, but because I am currently preparing for the Potions exam.

Regarding your statement about blood, I will find evidence to prove it to you after the holiday.

I searched a lot of books in the library, but none of them mentioned the mages of Karma Taj. Is the mage you said true?Or are you a Muggle with special abilities?

The pouch on the owl has a shrinking spell, and you open it. 】

The little girl looked at it, and picked up a small bag that was flown over by an owl across the ocean together with the envelope. Just as the bag was opened, the weight of the light bag suddenly increased sharply, causing her hands to fall under the weight.

Hurrying to hold it with both hands, Ella took a closer look and saw that it was a jack-o-lantern carved in the shape of a little devil. Golden flames emerged from the eyes and mouth of the pumpkin hat. At first glance, it looked a bit like a ghost rider.

Tentatively, she tested the flames with her fingers, and the fingers that penetrated the blazing flames were intact. She bent her fingers curiously, took the letter paper that was crumpled by the pumpkin and continued to read.

[You must have been taken aback, but you will get used to it later.

The owl prefers pumpkin pie, you can feed some, it has a bad temper, if it hits the glass or waits too long, it may do some damage in your room.

That's it, do you have any celebrations for Halloween?

——DM】

...Halloween?

After looking at the words on the paper and looking at the lifelike pumpkin head, Ella reacted for a while, and then remembered to check the date - it's time to celebrate Halloween tomorrow!

As early as when she took out a pumpkin head from her small pocket, Clint gave up the idea of ​​coaxing the owl to eat. Just like the little girl just now, she reached out to touch the flame with a little curiosity, and rubbed her intact fingers. Lint marveled, "Magic is really amazing."

If the children in the family saw this, they would definitely jump up excitedly.

"But did he send you the pumpkin head so early?"

"Hmm." The little girl nodded, and asked a little puzzled, "Do we have celebrations here?" She could find records of group activities, but she didn't know if the Avengers Building would celebrate Halloween.

"Of course." Clint tapped her forehead lightly, "But you have to ask Tony, if I tell you first, he might blow his hair again."

"Ok!"

After saying hello to the white owl, the little girl put away the letter paper, nimbly got into the big macaron-colored slide and slid down.

"Tony Papa?"

The voice of the little milk changed from the muffled noise in the slide to clear. The little girl sat down on the thick cushion, turned over and got up, and pushed open the glass door with half her body with a puffed face, just in time to see the girl in black long brunette man with sleeves sitting cross-legged on the floor with his back to her.

Joyfully ran over, the little girl threw herself on his broad and strong back, wrapped her short arms around his neck, arched her furry head into his neck with wrinkled nose, and softly and sweetly called out, "Tony papa~”

"Yo yo yo, be careful." His back was slightly bent under the pressure of his warm and soft body, Tony quickly dropped the carving knife in his hand, and shook the little girl back and forth, "Don't run too fast, be careful of being tripped fall."

"Will not."

Being half-embraced by muscular arms and turned from his back to his arms, Ella grabbed Tony's shoulders and blinked, "Didn't Dad clean up the laboratory already?"

Since the little girl was born, they have dealt with all the dangerous things in Fulian Building that have potential safety hazards for children. Height-adjustable small handrails were installed on the side of the spiral staircase, and slides were opened up and down the floors. Items are placed in high places.

What's more, because of Tony's reason, the little girl often haunts the laboratory. With the double efforts of Pepper and Jarvis, they finally sorted out all the messy things on the ground, and Tony gradually got used to this change helplessly and sweetly. .

This allowed Ella to now run downstairs in soft cashmere socks without any qualms.

Tony Stark kept his face straight on purpose, and pointed at the little girl's brows seriously, "I suddenly ran down without shoes, do you want to get sick?"

The two little feet on his side moved when he heard the words, little Ella knelt up and hid her feet behind her body, and looked up at him innocently, because her eyes were focused on his fingers. It looked a little funny, "I will remember next time."

"Huh," with hard calluses on his fingertips, his index finger moved down from between his brows and scraped the tip of his nose, Tony rubbed the already messy blond hair even more messy, "what's wrong?"

The little girl who just remembered that she had something to do when she got down said "Oh", she shook the letter paper in her hand, "Are we celebrating Halloween this year?"

Tony raised his eyebrows, held the little girl's shoulders and turned her back, the little girl leaned back into his warm and reliable arms, and wrapped her around with a strong arm, letting her sit firmly on his lap, " What do you think this is?"

Wow--

In front of Tony, there were quite a few large, round, golden pumpkins piled up, one of which looked like a little devil's helmet and was put aside, while the second one was in his hand, a knife and a knife stained with fresh pumpkin juice. The large spoons were put aside, and judging from their position, they were just put down by the owner.

Ella opened her blue eyes in surprise, then stretched her neck and tilted her head back, the caramel-colored pupils reflected in her pupils squeezed playfully at her.

"Of course we're going to celebrate."

Still tilting her head back, the little girl's golden thick and curly eyelashes trembled, and she raised her hand high, and the letter paper in her hand flickered like a bird spreading its wings.

"I also received a pumpkin helmet just now, from Draco, and it can breathe fire."

As soon as he heard it was a boy's name, old Tony's father suddenly became vigilant, "Who?"

Not realizing what Tony was thinking at all, the little girl answered every question, "Draco Malfoy, a friend I met at Hogwarts, he is a wizard, he has a good grade in Potions, and he is willing to help others. I have been looking for a cat for painting."

Thinking back, "I have beautiful blond hair, super like my dad, and gray-blue eyes, which are different from our blue."

There was another pause, and the voice lowered, "But we had an argument over the issue of pure-blood wizards. I recommended papers and websites to him. He specially sent an owl to me and told me that he would find evidence to refute me."

With the little girl's consent, Tony glanced at the letter hastily, and gently pressed the little girl's head with his big hand and rubbed it.

"It doesn't matter, since Hogwarts doesn't have internet, we can send those papers to him."

The little girl raised a little finger and seriously suggested, "How about we send him a mobile base station directly? Although the network will be blocked by magic, it can still be used within a certain distance of the magic circle."

"Of course." Tony clapped his hands, "Then how about we come back and continue carving pumpkins after we answer his letter?"

"Ok!"

In the end, small base stations, instructions for use, a black technology mobile phone produced by Stark Enterprises, which downloaded many papers, academic websites and common forums, and a Halloween gift from little Ella were stuffed into the shrinking spell In the pocket, there was a tsundere owl that was finally coaxed by Clint, and was sent to Draco's bedroom by the golden space door.

Not to mention how much the owl had experienced through the space gate, Draco was overwhelmed by a bunch of technological products after returning to the dormitory.

He casually took out the envelope from the colorful candy box, frowned after reading it, and found two lines of strange numbers and letters when signing.

This is... a game platform account?

Super W?

While Draco opened the game platform with a serious face, candies and game account gift packages appeared in the bedroom of the Gryffindor trio. After delivering the small gifts, Ella ran back to the laboratory excitedly.

The little girl held a bread knife in one hand and a child's fork in the other, looking at Tony with bright eyes, "How do I do it?"

Tony:  …

Well, the equipment is very complete.

Tony beckoned, "Come on, let me teach you."

The adults and the little ones are sitting one on top of the other, with the big hand holding the small hand, and the little hand holding the carving knife, cutting steadily into the pumpkin, "Slide down along the lines, slowly, don't panic... cut again at an angle, and cut into a zigzag shape." Oh wait, do we have to paint with a water-based pen first?"

"Jar? Where did you put the water-based pen?"

Jarvis, who was helping Miss Pepper with some affairs, came over after a while. After learning about what happened on Friday, he brought washable water-based pens of several colors, and bent over to hand them over.

"What color do you want?"

Ella: "Red!"

Tony: "Red!"

The big caramel-colored eyes and the light blue eyes looked at each other for two seconds, and suddenly laughed together, "I want the red one!"

Expected.

Jarvis chuckled, bent down to watch the little girl holding a pen and struggling to draw zigzag straight lines on the pumpkin's undulating arc, Tony bit his lip and looked at the top of the little girl's hair, with sad eyes.

Ouch, how can he boast now...

Fortunately, the little girl still has some control over herself. After drawing a pair of big and small eyes, Ella silently picked up the rag and wiped the pumpkin clean, looking at them pitifully.

"dad……"

"Hey!" Tony cheered up all of a sudden. He held the little girl's hand as before, taught her to draw dots and dashes, and then played freely.

Ella held the pen and looked up at Jarvis, "Dad, do you want to sit down?" It was very tiring to bend over.

Tony looked over too.

Jarvis hesitated, "This is not in line with housekeeping etiquette."

He can relax a little outside, but in the mansion, he will demand himself as a perfect butler.

"Come on, sit down." Tony patted the empty seat on the side, and when Jarvis sat down obediently, he winked at the little girl again.

Ella understood immediately, put down her pen and got up, erected a round pumpkin with a fat belly, and rolled it all the way to Jarvis's arms, and the small one naturally fell on his lap together with the pumpkin. The girl picked up water-based pens of different colors, "What color does Dad want?"

With a pumpkin in one hand and a daughter in the other, Jarvis said softly, "It's all good."

"Then I'll choose for you?"

Picking up an orange and a blue one, the little girl took a look at the pen cap, and muttered softly, "I don't think this color is the best, um... Dad, wait for me."

The little girl got up with a grunt, climbed up the stairs, passed the cats and dogs who were fighting in the living room every day, and ran to the room in a hurry, and her little feet in cashmere socks stepped on the wooden ladder covered with sponge pads in the room. I carefully found a set of colored inks in the space in the third column and sixth row on the left side of a large bookshelf, and after thinking about it, I changed another pen.

It's always easier to use a pen when it comes to tracing lines.

Excitedly running back, Ella showed Jarvis the pen she had chosen, "It's orange with gold powder! There are many little stars hidden in it, and so is Dad."

After thinking about it, he shook his head like a rattle and announced proudly.

"Even if the stars have fallen, Dad is still the most dazzling!"

Jarvis then smiled and hugged the little girl into his arms, pinched the tip of his nose, "Let's draw together."

Tony Stark, One Man, One Melon:  …

Tony looked at the red pen in his hand, and suddenly felt a sense of falling out of favor.

Baby, look this way, the half-painted pumpkin and the lonely old father are waiting for you!

Also not long after being a human being, Jarvis's hands were much more stable than Ella's, and the patterns he drew were absolutely perfect and symmetrical. After he finished painting, he handed over the initiative to the little girl, and his magnetic British accent rang in his ears.

"What do you think is missing?"

Ella stared at the pumpkin head seriously for a while, and solemnly said——

"Less hair."

"And eyebrows."

So after a while, there were a lot of crooked and immature lines on the straight and steady stick figures. The little girl murmured while drawing, "Although the pumpkin head has no nose and ears, it doesn't have nose and ears in the first place. But you can have hair and eyebrows, Dad’s hair is so beautiful, you must also paint it.”

Tony & Jarvis: ...

One person and one carving knife continued, Ella sat in Jarvis's arms, wiped off her pumpkin juice and ink-stained hands with a wet handkerchief, and couldn't help but touched his tightly buttoned shirt at the collar, " Dad, were you working just now?"

Jarvis multitasked, "Well, it's about the game company."

Eh?The little girl paused and almost pulled the button off, the little Naiyin was shocked.

"Company? But isn't the game project included in Stark Industries?"

Could it be that Tony Papa thinks her progress is too slow and wants to fire her? QAQ

Jarvis who could tell what the little girl was thinking at a glance: ...

"That's your business~" Tony didn't understand what the little girl was worried about, and thought she was worried about the operation of the company, "Don't worry dear, you only need to be your own, company affairs Jar and other professionals Will take care of itself."

Jarvis also nodded, "Yes, we still need to discuss the division of powers and responsibilities within the company and other matters in detail."

The main reason is that the participants are underage children such as Laura, and there are AIs that are not human, such as Friday and Karen. He will find time to discuss with Mr. Howlett tonight and sign legally binding documents.

Jarvis said, "Making a small game can be considered a craft, but when you want to move forward, you must have a clear and solid foundation."

Aila stared at him blankly, then approached his arms with her small head for a long time and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't think so much."

Gently stroking the fluffy little head with his big hand, Jarvis curled his lips silently, "This is normal, you can continue, after all, your investment income and pocket money are enough for you to start another game company."

Counting with her fingers, the little girl nodded thoughtfully, yes, anyway, the most important engine and technical parts of making games have been handled by her.

"Hey, don't think about that, tomorrow is a fun and funny Halloween." Tony squinted his eyes and picked out the pumpkin, and a sticky pumpkin seed leaked on the ground in front of his feet. What's up?"

"Witches? Ghosts? Skeletons or vampires?"

Cobalt blue eyes and light blue round eyes met, and the two shook their heads at the same time.

Tony rested his chin helplessly, "Well, I actually have no idea."

God knows how long it has been since he had a holiday like this, even if it was Christmas, he hadn't slept in a cold laboratory.

So I want to be funny with the little girl... Tsk, I have to pick an image that won't be recognized.

"Malls everywhere have a lot of Halloween-related stuff, so we can go check that out," suggests Jarvis.

Tony patted the hollowed out pumpkin and compared it in front of him. It is estimated that this size is only small enough for Ella to wear and play with. "What about this one?"

The little girl raised her hand, "It can be made into a pumpkin lantern!"

Tony and Jarvis looked at each other, "Good idea."

……

When they went shopping, Natasha led the little girl, and Jarvis and Tony followed behind to carry the bags for the two ladies.

In order not to disturb the shopping interest of the Queen and the little princess, Tony put on sunglasses and a peaked cap.

The bearded tycoon, who is worth hundreds of millions and spends money on people every day, complained, "This is definitely the most low-key street I have ever visited."

On the contrary, it is Jarvis who can show his face without any scruples. He has light blond hair and cobalt blue eyes. He is handsome, elegant and gentle, and has a personable voice with a deep and magnetic voice.

The president is not happy!

The president is going to make trouble!

On the eve of Halloween, the shopping mall is full of Halloween-related things, all kinds of funny horror toys and costumes such as ghosts, witches, and skeletons abound. Tony caught sight of something and dragged Jarvis into a store.

The blond man in a three-piece black haute couture suit looked at all kinds of exotic clothes in silence.

The president scanned around, "Try this, this, this, all of them."

Jarvis, who didn't even react, was directly pushed into the fitting room.

The little girl came out from outside the store, and the grandma asked in a soft voice, "Daddy?"

Tony took the little girl and walked out, "Don't worry, he just wanted to surprise you, let's go, let's go shopping."

Little Ella let out a slow "Oh".

However, Ella did not see what clothes Jarvis chose until she returned home with a fruitful night. Natasha and Ella bought not only a lot of small skirts, but also a lot of parent-child suits—it seems that Natasha Tasha loved children, but every time she looked at her there was some unexplained mixed emotion, maybe she could ask Tony later.

The next day, Natasha, who was rarely free, took the little girl out to eat and buy. When she returned to the building again, she could already see the Halloween carnival buildings built outside the square.

The little girl leaned on the car window, her blue eyes widened, "Wow—it looks like everyone really likes Halloween."

Natasha looked at her from the rearview mirror, her red lips slightly curled up, as if thinking of something, she sighed, "Children always like it very much, and they can ask neighbors for candy, and the Halloween parade is also very lively. All kinds of outfits."

"What about you, Natasha?" The little girl turned her head, her blue eyes sparkling, "What are you going to dress up as?"

Natasha brushed her hair with one hand, "I'm going to patrol, after all, there are always people who need to guard the safety of such a big gathering."

"It's hard work, what about Tony Papa? Clint too?"

"Hmm." Natasha raised her eyebrows, "But maybe they can see the superheroes with changed uniforms?"

"That would be a huge surprise."

"Before then, I think I'll have to put on your makeup, are you sure?"

"Ok!"

When the cutie whom Tony was thinking of came out of Natasha's dressing room, the expectant old father couldn't help but marvel, "Honey, you really surprised me."

The gothic black one-piece dress has been dropped to the ankle, the black bow tie is outside the collar, the left wrist is tied with a white wrist flower, under the waist knot, the complicated skirt hangs down irregularly, and the white jumpsuit Stepping on small black leather shoes under the socks;

The light golden curly hair is tied into twin ponytails, hanging high from both sides, and the hair tails are curled around the small face that is as white as lime. There is a white complicated lace headband between the blonde hair, which is light and lifeless. Her complexion was as pale as a doll, her thin black eyebrows were slightly curved, her dilated pupils were as deep and hollow as thick ink, and her small mouth was also pale, with only a little scarlet in the lips.

The movements are mechanical, and the eyes are empty, as if they have just sucked blood.

"Scary doll."

When Tony fell, the horror doll immediately came to life, and the look of curved eyebrows jumped back from the doll to a lively little cutie. Little Ella blinked and turned around with her skirt, "Na Tasha is amazing!"

She hardly recognizes herself!

Natasha leaned against the door of the dressing room and smiled lightly, holding a black cloak in her hand, "I will wear it when I go out at night."

"Yeah!" The little girl couldn't help stepping on the floor again, "Where's Dad?"

Tony motioned, "Pepper's doing his makeup...well, he's out."

The first one to come out was Miss Pepper, her eyes were shining with an uncontrollable smile on her face, and she was still holding the phone in her hand and frantically pressing buttons.

Ella was even more curious.

At the very beginning, the extremely elegant and powerful black dress trousers and leather boots of the same color, and then up, the slightly open black tuxedo wraps the tall and straight body, and the hem sways gently by the legs as it walks, occasionally revealing the tuxedo The golden chain looped between the jacket and the suit vest, the pleated button-down shirt is paired with a cloud-like white collar flower, and while the white gloves are raised to gather the collar, the dark red gemstone ring reflects a strange and ominous light.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he stopped and turned to the crowd. His short blond hair was combed back after being curled. On his pale skin, his red eyes were cold and piercing. The barely visible black eyeliner was slightly raised at the end of his eyes. The cold and abstinent temperament added a bit of unconscious temptation.

The snow-white fangs pressed a little dent on the bright red lips, and the blood slowly flowed down from his lips, leaving a glaring mark on the perfectly shaped chin.

He looked indifferent, leaning over gracefully with his right hand on his chest.

"Wait."

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