[Comprehensive British and American] Jarvis from Lanxiang

New York is a big city with a modern style. After traveling, Jarvis only really experienced it when Tony took Oberdel out to fly. At other times, there may be opportunities, but Jarvis never paid attention to it.

This is the first time he has taken to the streets of New York in a human body.

The running vehicles, skin color and hair color are completely different from Asian faces.

It's different, everything is different.

The young boy was carrying a takeaway box, and a red bicycle was parked beside it.

He hesitated and walked towards Jarvis.The concern in the light brown eyes was obvious, and he said, "That... are you okay?"

Jarvis came back to his senses, "I'm fine, sir, thank you for your concern, I just stared blankly."

The boy was overwhelmed by his polite and thoughtful answer, he was probably a very casual boy, not used to such a formal communication.

Jarvis thought for a while, then suddenly asked him, "Do you know Lan Xiang?"

"what?"

"Lanxiang." Jarvis bit the pronunciation very clearly, "Which one is better at learning excavators, the Lanxiang from Shandong, China."

The boy was even more confused, "Are you lost? I don't know where you are talking about, but you can try to navigate with a map." He took out his mobile phone as he spoke.

"No, thank you." Jarvis stopped him, he glanced at the phone, and controlled himself not to hack into the system inside.

Tony came out of the soda shop with two cones, raised his eyebrows when he saw the boy, handed one of them to Jarvis, and held the other in his hand, apparently for himself.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Honey, is this your new friend?" he said, and naturally, unobtrusively, he bit off the top cream tip.

He didn't intend to share the dessert with others, and he was a stranger who robbed his housekeeper when he just met.

"You...you are Iron Man?!" The boy's eyes widened, and he suddenly became excited, his cheeks flushed a little red, and he looked extremely shy, "My God! I actually met Mr. Stark! "

Jarvis hesitated, and slowly shook his head under the boy's expectant eyes.

Holding the courier lunch box in his hand, he was instantly lost with the young man. He looked young, like a minor, with loose hair on his forehead, looking pitiful.

"Can I make friends, Sir?" Jarvis asked Tony.

"Of course, Jia." He reminded again, "Hurry up, your cone is going to melt."

Jarvis was very happy and obediently took a bite of the cone.

Thanks to the body designed by Tony, he can eat all kinds of delicious food.

With a creamy mustache at the corner of his mouth, Jarvis asked the boy seriously, "Would you like to be my friend?"

"Really...really? I mean, I'd be honored and happy to be your friend!" he said. "My name is Peter, Peter Parker!"

"I'm Jarvis," Jarvis said. "Your name sounds familiar."

"Probably more common," said Peter.

He looked at Jarvis, and then at Tony. There was an inexplicable similarity between the two, especially their eyes. People with such beautiful pupils are not common.

Peter approached Jarvis, who seemed to be about the same age as him, and asked in a low voice, "May I take the liberty to ask, are you the son of Iron Man? How cool to have such a father!"

Tony: "I can hear you."

Peter blushed even more, and apologized to Tony in embarrassment. He lowered his head, "Sorry, I didn't mean any harm, I was just curious."

"Be more confident, kid." Tony shrugged, not caring about Peter's words at all, "Although I am a superhero, I am basically an ordinary person. What do I need to cover up?"

Jarvis was surprised.

Because Tony is not so friendly to everyone, most of the time, he looks like a bear.

He looked at Peter, does Tony like children very much?

Peter was flattered to hear his words, and asked again in front of Tony with a strong desire for knowledge.

Tony thought for a moment and replied, "To a certain extent, it is true. It is not too much for Jarvis to call me father."

"Sir?" Are you serious? !