69novels Chapter 238
Chapter 238
When is a woman most beautiful?There are many answers.
Twelve or thirteen-year-old girls are pure.
The immature body is as soft as cotton candy, and it will melt into a thick syrup on the tip of the tongue when it is swallowed in the mouth; everywhere is sweet and strong like a lamb, like the buds that just sprouted in spring.
Their gender consciousness has just begun to germinate, and their eyes are full of curiosity and wonder at themselves. They are the embryonic discs of porcelain and uncolored scrolls, so lively and natural.
Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls are refreshing.
The beautiful curves have begun to appear, but they are still between children and women. Girls at this age are pitiful.Like plums that are just ready to be picked, they are not sweet enough, but not too sour. The complex taste produces a rich taste, even if it is green and astringent, it is memorable.
Eighteen-year-old girls are enthusiastic.
Their bodies are already as fit as calves, and they can feel the thick, juicy and plump meat at a glance, and they can easily be associated with "sex". The sweat during exercise runs across them skins, the sun has dressed them up.
A woman in her 20s is completely a woman. In the eyes of most people, that is also the most attractive period for a woman. She is just at the right age, and her body and soul are young and intelligent enough.
Women in their thirties are full of affectionate elegance, ripe like plump fruits; women in their 40s are mostly ripe, but they taste a little sweet wine, and their wisdom and heritage make them intoxicating.
Women in their 50s, 60s, and older are mostly hard to get along with "attractiveness."
However, despite this, there are still very few women who can show amazing beauty that transcends time at this age.
Like the one in front of Tony.
She is extremely calm and calm. Aging does not make her rickety, and wrinkles do not make her feel inferior.She looked at Tony with affectionate eyes, no, not the kind of provocative friendship, but more gentle, mother-like eyes-with mother-like pickiness and tolerance, as well as well-hidden possessiveness.
This look is so familiar, so familiar that at that moment, all the sarcasm that Tony was about to blurt out were stuck in his own throat. He stood by his car with his mouth gaping, staring blankly at this woman, this female makeup artist. .
Before the dance started, Tony underwent a high-intensity operation. The helper was either a robotic arm or Bruce and Lex, who could only help him. The whole operation almost relied on him to use his brain alone, so after finishing He was so tired that he didn't pay attention to the make-up artist who had wandered in front of him several times.
Tony suddenly remembered what Carl said before picking up Steve.
"I want everyone involved in this to be there," Carl seemed to say, with his usual boyish slyness as he spoke.
Earlier, when he had just heard the news of the dead old man and his mother's death, Carl, who came to comfort him, told him in a low voice: "You know I won't let you join our parent-death group."
It's weird, Tony just realized it all of a sudden, he suddenly realized that the old man and his mother were still alive, and suddenly he realized that these restless old guys were still running around the world performing the goddamn never A task assigned by someone.
He suddenly realized that Karl was not as pure and harmless as he thought.
God knows how long this impression lasted in his heart, Tony never said it, but in these years he did reflect on how he behaved too much when they first met, and the more he reflected, the deeper his impression of Karl became.
Carl is a good guy, he walks the talk, he has a considerate personality, and he sometimes does things that make people laugh and cry and lose their temper.
he is tonyStark's best friend is the one who doesn't emphasize it, but really never takes Tony's stabbing words to heart.
Karl is always reassuring, which is actually very strange, and Tony didn't think about it deeply. At this time, he suddenly discovered the sense of disobedience in Karl... As a young master who grew up in a honeypot, as a young master who was loved by everyone. Doting together, as if you have never seen the dark side and the little prince of darkness, his attitude is so calm and peaceful.
The weirdest thing was that Carl hadn't given him much comfort since he came back from Afghanistan, although Tony didn't feel like he needed it.
"Stark?" the female makeup artist slowly reminded, "What do you think of my proposal?"
"I don't think so." Another voice said, it was the man who had been with the female makeup artist and was also the planner of the dance.
Tony came back to his senses, he looked at the female makeup artist, and then at the man.
They are all old.
Tony didn't speak. According to his character, he should have said a few words of cynicism, but he didn't say anything.
"Get in the car." He said simply, turning his head away, "Where are you going? Anywhere - Jarvis loaded the map of the entire United States, and I can take you anywhere."
"You are so sweet." Tony couldn't see the face of the female makeup artist, but he heard the smile in her voice, "Just take us to the hotel, Tony."
"Jarvis?" The man is obviously more interested in Tony's smart butler, "I heard that you made an AI butler yourself, Jarvis is the name you gave him, right?"
"Of course, sir, following in my father's footsteps, I have finally accomplished far more than he, Jarvis, I guarantee he is the best intelligent butler on the planet - say hello to your guests, Jarvis , why don't you talk to this gentleman?"
Howard was so angry that he rolled his eyes. He was about to lose his temper and confront Tony, but Maria quickly reached out and held him down.
She shook her head slightly at her husband, with disapproval written in her eyes.
They did have an agreement before striking up a conversation with Tony, and Howard insisted on not revealing their identities (although there was a good chance that Tony would recognize them, but he just refused to take the initiative to reveal them), and in exchange, he had to "have a friendly relationship with Tony." Chat and be a good passenger".
Howard.Stark is the dictator of the family, and he says what he says, and Maria's attitude towards him can be said to be submissive, and the occasional rebuttal is similar to flirting.
This means that if Maria gets serious, Howard can't find anything to say no to.
Now this brat is going to stand on his head and run wild!He winked at Maria, and Maria was determined to defend her son, staring at Howard without speaking. After a few seconds, Howard was defeated, holding his breath and turning his head away from his wife.
His cell phone vibrated, and Howard looked down.
It was Carl's text message: "Don't be too hard on Tony, he needs a little encouragement. Have you praised him seriously since he grew up?"
"The media is about to praise him to the sky! Don't you know how many exaggerated titles he has won, such as 'the light of technology' and 'the future of the US emperor', the brat has been praised so high that he needs me to praise him? "
"Of course he needs it. A father's compliment is always special, not to mention that he still admires you so much."
"I didn't see it."
Carl smiled, knowing Howard had softened.Judging the attitudes of these awkward guys was a real pain in the ass, but Karl had a lot of experience with it.
It's fun to say, he doesn't seem to have any good friends who don't have an awkward personality.
Louise and Diana are refreshing, the type he admires the most, Charles is of course very good, Rao is also very straightforward, even Wanda and Pietro, even Angela who was brought up by him to the Guardians of the Galaxy...they Compared with his good friends, his temperament is very tolerant and friendly, and he knows how to express his emotions, but he rarely spends time and energy for them.
Sometimes Carl thinks people like Lex, Tony, and Bruce are a quagmire.
Their dark side and light side are so powerful, they attract those who care about them with bravery, wisdom and will, and trap those who care about them deeply with those painful, dark and sad things.
Yet it feels so good to protect them.
Carl never bothered about it.
"Please, Howard. He doesn't know who you are now, why don't you take this opportunity to say something nice? You can't lose face, and you can't kill anyone. You can still choke him back when you quarrel with him in the future." " Carl typed back, "Even for my sake? I helped you a lot."
Howard frowned and put away his phone. He twisted uncomfortably in his seat, and talked to Jarvis, "Hello, Jarvis."
"Hi sir, nice to meet you."
From the speaker next to Howard, Jarvis's gentle male voice is polite, with emotional pauses and transitions, which at first sounds startling, as if there is actually a person standing behind.
This effect is not surprising, but Jarvis's intelligent response still surprised Howard, who had heard something from Carl.
They chatted for a while, talking about music, drama and women, history and poetry, the car was driving on the road, soft music played slowly, Tony sat in the driver's seat and listened to their voices silently, without saying a word, Poker face.
"...you're...incomparable," Howard said to Jarvis.
"I think this should be attributed to my maker, Tony Stark." Jarvis replied.
The car stopped at the place where Howard and Maria were staying, and Howard and Maria got out of the car.
"Goodbye, Mr. Stark," Howard said.
He paused for a while, suddenly not knowing what to say at this time.
The moon was rising higher and higher on the way, now covered by thick fog, and the stars were shining brightly in the night sky.
"...Jarvis is absolutely unmatched, Mr. Stark," Howard said slowly and awkwardly.
He was very uneasy and uncomfortable, but the hidden moonlight and the sight of Maria and Tony looking at him seemed to give him some kind of strength, making his words flow smoothly.
"But you are more incomparable, Mr. Stark." Howard said, "If your father is alive and sees your achievements with his own eyes, I think... I think you will be the greatest pride in his life."