[Comprehensive] Chaoying raises the Dark Lord

In an instant, several solutions flashed through Tony’s mind—withdrawing his hand in an instant and pretending nothing had happened—no, it’s too innocent, the boy is too first love, it’s embarrassing for a nearly 40-year-old uncle to react like this; If nothing happened, continue to touch the child’s earlobe, after all, it feels pretty good to the touch——No, I’m afraid I’ll be accused of sexual harassment; I said the weather is so nice, I changed the subject, and at the same time I retracted my hand calmly——No, it’s already late at night , not to mention the sun outside, there is not even a star.

……

So Tony's brain was stuck because it was running too fast, and his body made a decision without authorization. He pinched Tom's earlobe and said, "Your ears are all red, haha."

Tom: "..."

In the quiet atmosphere, Jarvis's voice seemed particularly abrupt: "Sir, I have detected that your blood pressure has increased and your heartbeat has increased. Do you need to contact—"

"Mute!"

Jarvis fell silent.

Tom said empathetically, "Is it the aftereffect of the flight just now?"

Tony nodded quickly, stood up and staggered with his left foot and walked towards the door: "I'm going to take a shower, tidy up here, and then you can rest, that's it, bye."

"I don't want to clean up." Tom said to himself, looking up around.There is a camera installed here, which will be activated when someone enters, to record everything that happens.

After searching for a while, Tom didn't find the location of the camera. After thinking about it, Tom raised his voice, "Jarvis, turn off the camera."

"As you wish, sir." Jarvis's voice echoed in the air.

"Wow." Tom exclaimed, "I already have this high authority?"

"Second to Miss Pepper's authority, sir."

Tom nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his wand, everything that had been messed up was restored to its original state.After thinking about it, Tom waved his magic wand at the smashed car again, and the damaged part instantly recovered. Then, the sports car shrank to the size of a thumb.Tom pocketed it as a keepsake.

By the time Tony came back from the shower and used a pack of ice cubes to compress the injured part of his head, Tom had already slept on the recliner and had a snot bubble. The smashed cars are all gone.

Tony stood there in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "Jarvis, how did he do it?"

"Sorry sir, Mr. Riddle turned off the camera, I did not record his actions."

Tony: "...Who gave him such high authority?"

"You gave it, sir."

With an indescribable expression on Tony's face, he walked up to Tom and leaned down to look at his face: "Why does he keep sleeping? Does he have narcolepsy or something? Only now—"

"At 11:30 in the evening, we young people need at least eight hours of sleep every day." Tom answered without even opening his eyes, and his voice was full of sleepiness, "Mr. Stark, can you lower your voice?" ? You disturbed me."

"You crossed the line arrogantly." Tony warned seriously, "No one can ask their boss to whisper—"

Tom rolled over, plugging his ears with his collar.

Half asleep and half awake, Tom heard Tony whispering to Jarvis about the material and coloring of his armor. He opened his eyes in a daze and looked over. On Tony’s computer screen was the formed armor. Painted a dazzling golden red, which is similar to the color scheme of one of Tony's classic cars, it is guaranteed that this battle armor will be the brightest star in the crowd wherever it goes.

"My armor will be silver and green," said Tom sleepily.

"Silver green? Like this?"

Tony motioned Tom to look at the computer screen, and the logo of Slytherin College suddenly appeared on it. Tom squinted his eyes, and nodded casually without being shocked at all: "Yeah, that's the color scheme, I'm from Slytherin." Fans, my test on Pottermore is also Slytherin."

Tony's mouth twitched.

Dark Lord on Pottermore?who believes...

"I'm going to the Disney Concert Hall. It's said that I'm going to present an endowment fund to the Home of the Fire Brigade today, oh! It's the third time." Tony pinched Tom's cheek and tugged, "Are you coming?"

"But you didn't receive the invitation at all." Tom's eyelids were twitching, and he barely opened a crack, "You don't do charity, do you?"

"Actually—I do." Tony scratched his hair uncomfortably, "Sponsored a few orphanages and stuff."

"Orphanage?" Tom regained consciousness a little bit, "What orphanage?"

"If you're interested, I'll take you there now." Tony obviously didn't expect Tom to be interested in funding orphanages, "There is one in London."

In the end, the two of them went to the Disney Concert Hall, because it was very late now, and there was no one to receive them when they went to the orphanage. They could only look at the outer wall of the orphanage. Obviously Tom was not interested in looking at the outer wall.

Since becoming Tony's assistant, he has gone to the casino a few times, and this is the first time Tom has come to a charity dinner like this.He followed Tony curiously, looking around calmly. When Tony didn't notice, Tom had quietly eaten half a plate of delicious desserts with a thick milky aroma.

There was still a glass of wine not far away, and Tom was thinking about whether to drink a little, when a person came past him.

Tom glanced at it and saw that the man looked familiar.

Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Phil Coulson.

A few years ago, I was brought to Asgard by Nagini. When I first came to Earth, I met this man and was brought to Tony by him.

It turned out that it was at this point in time that I saw him for the first time.

At this moment, Coulson squeezed between Tom and Tony. Originally, the gap between these two people was not too big. With Coulson so crowded, the three of them almost became a sandwich.

Tony and Tom frowned at the same time, and took a step back in unison to distance themselves from Coulson.

"Hi, I'm Agent Coulson." Coulson held out his hand to Tony with a polite smile on his face. At the same time, Tony picked up a goblet, pretending to hold the cup before Coulson reached out his hand, regretfully Shrugged, indicating that he could not shake hands.

Coulson's face remained unchanged: "I am from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency."

Tom sneered beside him.

Coulson turned to look at him with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Nothing, it's just..." Tom shook his head, smiled enigmatically, and drank his drink.

"Your names are too long." Tony said for Tom, "You should change it to something simple and easy to remember, such as——"

"SHIELD." Tom said.

Coulson's expression froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

Tom raised his left hand, and there was a piece of ID between his two fingers. The work unit on the ID clearly read "SHIELD".

"As an agent, your security awareness still needs to be strengthened. You can't allow people to take away your work card casually. What should you do with it to do bad things?" Tom threw the card to him and said with a smile.

Coulson's expression was slightly uneasy: "Excuse me, are you...?"

"Just a little guy, don't mind." Tom smirked at him.

Tony quickly made an appointment for Coulson to visit again, and sent him away. Tom had already drank the wine in two goblets, and he didn't know what wine was in there. drunk.

Tony approached him and asked in a low voice, "Want to dance?"

Tom glanced at him. "Yes, Sir, but I'm afraid you'll have to be a girl first."

"There's no law that says I can only dance with girls." Tony replied firmly, wrapping his arms around Tom's waist and dragging him onto the dance floor.

"Tomorrow you will be on the headlines of the newspaper again." Tom gave him a push. Rather than refusing, it would be more appropriate to describe it as "half-push and half-yes". The two stood in the middle of the dance floor and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

It also included Pepper, Tony's assistant, who looked stunning in a stunning royal blue backless evening gown with her hair in curls falling over her shoulders.But as soon as he noticed Tony and Tom, Pepper's face suddenly became colorful, and he strode over aggressively and lowered his voice: "Tony!"

Tony had just finished saying "you smell good" to Tom when Pepper charged like a real pissed-off pepper: "What are you doing?"

With the strength of the alcohol, Tom's consciousness began to blur, and his head drooped on Tony's shoulder.

Pepper gasped, and the sound of reporters frantically pressing the shutters sounded around him. The flash light and the couple in front of him blinded Pepper's eyes.

"I'm feeding these news outlets," Tony replied naturally. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Pepper almost fainted: "For God's sake... Tony, do you think the cover girl of the month is not enough? How did I not realize that your sexual orientation is so broad before?"

"It's just a dance." Tony looked at Pepper strangely, "Haven't I done anything more absurd than dancing with men in public?"

Of course I did, I did a lot...

Pepper resisted the urge to roll her eyes, several public relations solutions flashed through her head, and she wished she could directly dismantle the two people in front of her. However, if she really did that, tomorrow's headline might be "Mr. Stark's two The two assistants fight for the place of the dance partner, is it for money or is it because of Stark's personality charm?"

After finally persuading Tony, he agreed to take Tom back and dance as long as he wanted in a place without media. Tony had already supported Tom and started to walk back. Unexpectedly, another woman blocked the way in front of him.

It was Christine, the female reporter who almost had a one-night stand with Tony, but was forcibly dismissed by Tom.

Pepper could hear gasps around him one after another, well, the third person to "compete" for Stark tonight appeared.

Otherwise, the public relations department should be disbanded on the spot.Pepper thought desperately.