The Father of Superheroes

After finding a fir about the height of Mike's to use as a Christmas tree, Mike's family of four began to decorate their home and Christmas tree.

In fact, other people have already started to prepare for Christmas, but the Mike family only has an atmosphere for Christmas, so every time they start to dress up near Christmas Eve.

Their speed is very fast, just one afternoon, they have a look.

The next day, Christmas Eve.

Mike got up early in the morning, looking at the falling snowflakes outside, showing a smile.

Snowing.

When breakfast was ready, Mike called the three brothers. Except for Clark who got up obediently, Eric and Charles were still sealed by the quilt and struggled hard.

After a while, Clark rubbed his messy hair and came downstairs.

"Dad, good morning."

Mike nodded and handed the bread with jam in his hand.

"thanks."

Clark said politely, took the bread and took a bite, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, as if thinking of something interesting, a pair of blue eyes flashed a smile.

Just as the two were about to finish their breakfast, Eric and Charles ran downstairs yelling.

"It's snowing! Woohoo!"

"Dad, why didn't you call me earlier!"

Mike's face darkened, he looked at the righteous Charles, and slapped his forehead with his fingers.

"Hey!"

Charles is wronged.

Mike said coldly: "I called you, are you up yet?"

Clark imitated Charles' tone and said, "Dear dad, I'll sleep a little longer, just a little while..."

"Hahaha!" Eric laughed at Charles.

Charles blushed and pointed at Eric: "You're not the same!"

Eric said disdainfully, "I got up three seconds earlier than you!"

"What can you do in three seconds?"

"Anyway, it's three seconds earlier than you!"

"you…"

"Have a meal!"

Mike said coldly.

Charles and Eric: Well-behaved jpg.

To keep these two quarreling, it will only be endless.

Clark pointed to the outside and said, "Hurry up and eat!"

The two smiled, like a cat that stole a fish, looking at the snow outside, already eager to try.

After eating the bread and eggs in a big mouth, the two little guys who didn't even wash their faces rushed into the yard and started running in the snow.

Mike shook his head with a smile, grabbed Clark who wanted to go out, and said, "Go, take off your gloves and hat."

"I do not need!"

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about them."

"Oh…"

Clark quickly went upstairs and Mike began to pack up the dishes.

The heavy snow was flying, but it did not quench the joy of the children.

While washing dishes and chopsticks, Mike looked at the three of them through the window, and a smile slowly hung on the corner of his mouth.

They ran in the yard and started to build snowmen in the yard, but each one was uglier than the other.

After the ugliest Eric was ridiculed by the two, he threw himself up in exasperation and smashed all three snowmen into pieces.

"Ah! My dad was smashed into pieces!"

Charles wanted to cry but looked at Eric with hatred.

Clark was stunned for a moment, and said, "Dad you piled up?"

"Yeah? Very similar!"

"I thought you were stacking a short-necked pig."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Tears were coming out of Eric's laugh.

With a dark face, Charles bent down and rubbed a ball of snow, hitting Eric hard.

"Snapped!"

The snowball smashed into Eric's face, smearing his facial features and causing laughter to get stuck in his throat.

"Hahaha! Deserving it!"

Charles laughed at Eric, and Clark, who was beside him, couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

Eric froze, reached out and wiped the snow off his face, dug out two snow **** and threw them out.

"Bang, bang!"

Snowballs flew by, one brushed past and one landed on Clark's head.

Eric looked at Clark embarrassedly and showed a pleasing smile. After seeing Clark looking at him with a bad look, he turned and ran away, still wailing.

"Don't come here!"

Clark sneered and quickly chased after him.

For a while the snowballs flew, Charles joined the battle, and Clark smashed Eric into a snow boy in a while.

"You forced me!"

Eric pointed at the two, roared, turned and ran into the utility room.

When Clark and Charles looked at each other, Eric rushed out with a sneer, stood in front of them, hands clasped together, and under the surprised eyes of the two, several shovels and an iron basin appeared behind Eric, just like It's the peacock opening screen...

"Ha! Die!"

Eric said coldly, and with a wave of his palm, the shovel and iron basin began to move.

"Whizzing!"

Snowballs rained down on Clark and Charles.

The two turned and ran.

"Hahahaha! Stop me if you have the ability!"

Eric laughed wildly, waving his arms, launching a powerful offensive against the two.

Charles and Clark separated, hid in a corner, and exhaled softly.

Now, you should be able to hide for a while.

But what he didn't notice was that an iron basin had quietly appeared above his head, and it was full of icy white snow.

The next second, the white snow poured down and hit Charles, burying him in it.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Eric smiled happily.

At this moment, he saw several snowballs flying towards him quickly.

In a panic, the shovel flew around him, blocking the snowballs for him.

Just when he was complacent, he saw Clark move as fast as a phantom, and snowballs smashed over the sky one by one.

horrible!

Eric screamed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and hurriedly controlled the shovel to cover his face, and then waved his palm, and the iron basin appeared to protect himself.

"call!"

Looking at the snowballs being blocked, Eric heaved a sigh of relief.

"Eric!"

With an angry cry, Charles strode out, his index finger lightly tapped his temple, his eyes fixed on Eric, and the invisible spiritual power began to surge.

"Oops!"

Eric's mouth twitched.

The next second, he was controlled by Charles, and the 'protection' flying around him fell down.

"Big brother! Quick! Bury him in snow!"

Clark clenched his fists and sneered, and quickly circled around Eric a few times, and a little snowman appeared in the yard.

Charles dissipated his spiritual power and grimaced at Eric, and Clark looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"unacceptable!"

Eric struggled to get out of the snow, waved his arm, and the fight resumed.

Watching the 'fight' in the yard, Mike smiled happily.

For some reason, he watched the three children play as if he saw a big battle.

Came to the yard with a smile, Mike shouted to the three: "Be careful, don't play with a cold."

Clark is okay, but Charles and Eric...

"Um?"

At this moment, Mike saw the three of them looking at him in unison, and his heart skipped a beat, saying, "I warn you, don't mess around!"

"Wow! Catch Dad!"

Charles shouted, and the three moved quickly.

The flying snowballs came flying, and Mike twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around and ran.

For a time, laughter filled the whole yard.