The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 32: Rotten smell

　　 Camping equipment, Mike and the others brought a set when they went out, so they don’t have to go to the scenic spot to rent it.

　　Father and son, carrying large bags of equipment and food, followed Coleson to the camping area.

　　 Mike chatted with Coleson all the way, and got a simple understanding of Coleson's current situation.

　　 Coleson has just graduated from college and is at a loss for his future.

　　 He wants to live a peaceful life and be a teacher, but because he admires Captain America, he wants to join the army.

　　 Two choices made him vacillate, so he simply went out to travel to release his mood, and then make a decision.

　　 Finally, Mike and Coleson met his friend after walking for a while.

　　A woman...

　　"Girlfriend?"

　　 Mike knocked Coleson's arm lightly and winked at him.

　　 Coleson blushed, but it was the girl with slightly curly hair who generously introduced to Mike: "Millie, a classmate of Coleson University, is also his girlfriend."

　　 "Oh, my God! He has a girlfriend!"

　　 Clark muttered softly, looking at his father, his eyes full of anger.

　　 Mike twitched his mouth, reached out and patted Clark on the head, Eric and Charles secretly laughed.

　　"My kid, you are so cute."

　　Mili bends down, stretches out her hand to gather the scattered hair behind her, and smiles to the three of Clarke.

　　 Eric lifted his chin and said: "Of course, we are still handsome!"

　　 Charles covered his face, looking faceless, Clark smiled politely.

　　 "Oh!"

　　Mili smiled happily, stretched out her hand to scrape Eric's chin, and said to Mike: "You are already the father of three children, you really can't see it at all."

　　 Mike smiled slightly and said: "We went there. I knew Coleson was with you, so we won't be light bulbs."

　　 Coleson scratched the back of his head and smiled at Mike silly.

　　 Mike patted Coleson on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, we will stay a little farther away, and make sure that we won't hear any ‘movements’!"

　　 Coleson's face blushed, but Millie hugged Coleson's arm and smiled: "I like him like this, thank you, Mike!"

　　 "啵!"

　　 A red lipstick appeared on Coleson's face.

　　The rancid smell of love...

　　 Mike gave Coulson a thumbs up, and walked away with the three children. It was only tens of meters away before Mike stopped, and then took a gentle breath in his nose...

　　 "Dad, what are you smelling?"

　　 Charles asks a question cleverly.

　　 "The rancid smell of love! You can smell it here, go a little further."

　　 said, he walked another distance until he was a hundred meters away from Coleson and their tent before Mike stopped and started to pitch the tent.

　　 "Clark helped me get the ground spikes."

　　 Clark nodded, picked up the nail and handed it over.

　　 Eric and Charles are playing around, and it seems that they can’t affect their good mood anywhere.

　　 "Don't run too far!"

　　 Mike shouted at the two and said to Clark: "Son, watch the two little villains go, don't let them affect others."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Clark saluted and ran to the two little guys.

　　 Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Fortunately, Clark, whom he adopted first, has a reliable helper.

　　 glanced at the three of them, Mike began to quickly set up the tent.

　　 In order to accommodate the four of them, their tent is quite big.

　　 humming the tune, Mike involuntarily glanced in the direction of Coulson, smiled and shook his head.

　　 He didn't expect to meet a future husband during his travels.

　　 "Coelson at this time is really tender..."

　　 Mike murmured, thinking of his age, much older than Coleson now, he couldn't help feeling a little sad, and couldn't help touching his hair.

　　 hope that when Iron Man appears, his head won’t be bald...

　　 But, at that time, these kids are all grown up, right?

　　 Thinking of the day when the children grew up, Mike couldn't help but look forward to it.

　　 After a moment, the tent was set up, and after checking the time, facing the slanting sun, Mike took out the pots and pans and started cooking.

　　Even in the wild, children have to prepare a sumptuous dinner to provide them with sufficient nutrition for their growth.

　　 The sun slowly fell into the lake, and the calm lake seemed to have turned into a dazzling orange gem at this moment.

　　 "Pretty!"

　　 Mike looked up at the lake and couldn't help but applaud.

　　 The scenery here is really good.

　　 "Hey! Boys!"

　　 Mike beckoned to the three of them, and said: "Come here to take a picture!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 "I want to take a picture!"

　　 "Dad!"

　　 The three little guys ran over in stride.

　　 The camera was set up. After the three of them were posed, Mike quickly came behind them, stretched his arms to embrace them, and squeezed their faces together and shouted: "Eggplant!"

　　 Click!

　　Time freezes here.

　　As the orange crystal lake, on the green grass, the smiles of the four fathers and sons are unanimously brilliant.

　　 As the night falls, a little bit of light blooms on the grass, like a little bit of starlight in the green sky, and the beauty descends like a dream, but many people’s minds are not here. They all look in one direction, with doubts in their eyes, and their mouths. The saliva inside is secreting quickly.

　　 is too fragrant...

　　 I saw Mike’s family sitting together, surrounded by a small oven, eating barbecue, drinking Mike’s fish soup, it’s not too beautiful, especially under the gaze of a bunch of people holding bread sandwiches~IndoMTL .com~ Don't be too happy in that mood.

　　 "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings!"

　　 Eric, with his mouth full of grease, grabbed the chicken wings on the grill.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 gently patted Eric's hand away, and Mike said: "It's not done yet, don't worry!"

　　 Eric nodded, staring at his chicken wings, and watching Charles guard.

　　 Charles curled his lips, closed his eyes, looked at Clark pitifully, and said, "Brother, I want to eat chicken wings too."

　　 Clark passed the half-eaten chicken wings to Charles.

　　 Charles was overjoyed and made a face at Eric.

　　 Eric rolled his eyes and said, "I know that I am cute, and I am not a man at all."

　　 "Who made me the youngest!"

　　 Charles is right about it.

　　"You are a few minutes later than me!" Eric said angrily: "The performance is too humiliating. If I knew it, I should kick you back if I could do it at the time!"

　　"Slightly!" Charles stuck his tongue out and said: "Unfortunately you can't do it!"

　　 Eric: (▼ヘ▼#).

　　 Mike sighed tiredly and handed the chicken wings to Eric.

　　 Eric: (?ω?)!

　　Only food can make them stop for a while...

　　 Fortunately, this meal was finished quietly.

　　 The children were playing around, Mike cleaned up the trash, and the family sat and watched the lake under the moonlight for a few minutes, yawning together, crawled into the tent, and started to sleep.

　　 Time passed, and the lights on the grass were getting less and less, and finally everyone fell asleep. When the moonlight was like a mercury puddle, and the wind could not wrinkle the lake, a ghostly figure appeared on the campsite. .