Hank Pym now faces a dilemma.
The expectant eyes and the red 'magma' rolling in front of me.
pick one of two.
The corners of his eyes twitched, and Hank Pym showed a calm smile, nodded in agreement: "You're right, men should eat spicy food."
As he spoke, he took a ball of 'fire' from the red hell and stuffed it into his mouth.
Although the alarm has sounded in his mouth, Hank Pym still looks elegant.
"Hank, I'm going to impress you."
Hope tilted her head and looked at him with admiration.
Hank Pym instantly felt a spring of water pouring into his mouth.
It had been a long time since his daughter had looked at him like this.
Ever since the child's mother entered the quantum realm in order to dismantle the missile.
With a sigh in his heart, he showed a disdainful smile and said: "This is all trivial."
As he said that, he took another chopstick of food.
Even if there was really lava in front of him, in order to restore the relationship between their father and daughter, he would swallow even just a little bit without changing his expression.
"tasty!"
Hank Pym applauded.
Mike looked deeply at Hank Pym and said, "It's delicious, just eat more."
Hank Pym nodded calmly.
Looking at the other party's appearance, Mike secretly laughed in his heart.
If he hadn't noticed the subtle twitches on the other party's seemingly calm face from time to time, he would have been deceived by the other party.
Since the other party wants to express himself, let him do it.
Mike nodded secretly in his mind, applauding himself for being considerate.
So, he drank all the red wine in the glass and said to Hank Pym: "I didn't expect you to like it so much, Hank. Wait a minute, you must like this thing better."
With that said, Mike stood up and brought a bottle of wine under Hank Pym's puzzled gaze.
White, clear as water wine.
"Is this?" Hank Pym said something and took the opportunity to take two quick and unobtrusive breaths of cold air.
Mike placed two wine glasses on the table and said, "A Chinese wine that goes well with hot pot."
Hank Pym nodded: "It must be delicious."
The crystal clear liquid tasted delicious at first glance. He wanted to drink two more glasses in a while to relieve the pain in his mouth.
Mike filled the wine, pushed the glass in front of Hank Pym, and said, "You're welcome."
Hank Pym picked up the wine glass, looked at his daughter, and drank the wine in one gulp.
Then…
He kicked his eyes and almost spit out the wine in his mouth.
What the hell is this!
Not only did he not feel that the fire in his mouth was extinguished, but the fire grew stronger and stronger, and rushed directly into his stomach.
"dad?"
Hope looked at his father with anticipation in his eyes.
dad
Hank Pym's eyes lit up.
He even called him daddy. The kid hadn't called him that for a long time.
At this moment, he actually felt like his eyes were filled with tears.
Hank Pym swallowed, grinned, and said, "Not bad."
Damn, he felt like his stomach was burning.
"Then drink more."
Mike smiled and refilled the other person's cup.
Hank Pym was smiling, but he already wanted to bury his head in the water.
No!
Before burying his head in, he wanted to strangle Mike to death!
But looking at Mike's sincere expression, Hank Pym couldn't help but sigh.
Don't blame the other party, he was pretending too well.
"You're welcome, eat quickly!"
Mike smiled and picked up the wine glass again.
after an hour…
Hank Pym's eyes were blurred, he was sweating profusely, and his shirt collar was pulled open by himself.
"Mike! My good brother! I met you too late! I have never seen such a sincere and hospitable person like you!"
Hank Pym held Mike's hand with tears streaming down his face, looking like he was sorry to meet him so late.
Mike put his arm around Hank Pym's shoulders and said, "This is also the first time I've met a person as happy as you."
"Haha!" Hank Pym laughed. Seeing Hope and Clark chatting together, he didn't know what they were talking about. He whispered to Mike with confused eyes: "I'm telling you, hiccup! I feel like I'm going to have a fever now." Woke up… "
A smile flashed in Mike's eyes and he said, "You will like this feeling in the future!"
"Ken, sure!"
Gee, my tongue is so big. I hope you know a good anorectal doctor...
Mike laughed in his heart and started talking to Hank casually.
Hope looked back at his father and saw that the other man was disheveled and had his arms crossed, and he covered his face with shame.
What a shame!
However, when her face-saving father wakes up tomorrow and tells the other person what happened tonight without any expression on his face, the other person's expression will definitely be very interesting.
Also, he obviously doesn't eat spicy food, but he stuffs it with all his strength and pretends to be fine. It's really funny.
However, he brought it upon himself, he lost her mother! She will never forgive him!
But after she saw the other person's face flushed, she felt worried and inexplicably irritable.
She shouldn't have said that on purpose tonight...
"No, he deserves it all!"
She whispered, mingling her hands together.
When Clark, who was opposite her, heard this, his expression moved slightly.
This girl only came here recently, and the reason why they became friends, apart from being able to talk, is that they both have no mother.
"What are you looking at?"
Hope pursed her lips and looked at Clark curiously.
Clark said: "We should be lucky that we all have a good father."
"Good dad? Ha!" Hope sneered: "Mike is a good dad, but he... forget it."
Clark sighed and said, "Hope, no matter what, he is your father. Maybe you can have a good talk."
"What are you talking about? What do you know?"
Hope jumped off the sofa angrily and said, "It's getting late, our driver is here, I have to leave!"
"Hank!"
Hope shouted and strode outside.
Hank Pym turned his head, smiled naively, and said, "Yes, I'm leaving!"
Mike sent Hank Pym, who was shaking slowly, to the door and said, "Come here often when you have time!"
Hank Pym gestured, got into the car, and disappeared from the Kent family's sight.
Mike turned around and closed the door, but saw Clark looking a little unhappy and said, "What's wrong?"
Clark was silent for a moment and said: "Hope's father seems not to be able to eat spicy food, but she deliberately let her father eat spicy food. She..."
He told Mike some of what the two said.
Mike chuckled, pinched Clark's face, and said: "Before persuading someone, you must at least understand the reason. What you said is right, but you also have to consider Hope's current mood."
Clark nodded and said, "I understand."
Mike touched Clark's head: "I'll apologize to Hope tomorrow..."
After a pause, he said with a strange expression: "By the way, I want to ask how Hank is doing."