I really don't care

After hearing Moore's description, even Superman couldn't help showing a toothache.

Superman smiled, as if he wanted to pass the temperature of the sun to Moore, warm but not hot, "I will deal with it after get off work today, thank you for letting me know."

Moore's eyes couldn't help but glanced in the lively direction again.Then he came back to answer Superman's words, "Ah...Okay, I'm in trouble."

Clark smiled, "After all, he is my opponent."

He was the one who got them into trouble...but Lex Luthor had his hand on Batman's side this time.

Look at the child in front of him who always looks that way—now the Internet is saying that the new hero Moore must be the child of Bruce Wayne, and judging by the surname on his newspaper, it is indeed the child of the Wayne family .

Presumably, I have never lived in a very beautiful place before, and I am yearning for the most ordinary things.Clark had never heard of another child in the Bruce family, and Moore must have lived a very closed life.

So Superman thought about it, and he asked, "Do you like it here? Want to play?"

"...Mmm." After hesitating, Moore nodded.Needless to say, when he was in the League of Assassins, he had no chance at all when he was in New York. After all, he had to work to support himself.

Seeing him nodding, Superman seemed to have made up his mind, "Wait for me, okay?"

The god on earth asks you in a pleading tone... Moore can't stand it, he nodded, "Okay."

*

Clark Kent thought that there was no field mission this afternoon, so he sent an application for leave to his boss, saying that a friend's son came to the metropolis, and he had to help him play and arrange for him.

His boss is not a hard-hearted one, and he is not the only subordinate in the newspaper or agency, so he hastily approved the leave.

Then Clark changed into his normal clothes—of course he didn't forget the glasses that must be worn on his face for camouflage, and then quietly landed in front of Moore.

He looks like a normal person again now.

Moore was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter? Are you not going to work in the afternoon?" Because such a question arose in his heart, he just asked.

Clark Kent pushed the glasses on his face, "I'm just a person on leave who accompanied my friend's son to the playground."

Moore couldn't help smiling, he put his pockets in his pocket and approached Superman.He is no longer short, but still a little shorter than Superman, but it feels great to have the elders let him act like a spoiled child, after all, he used to be responsible, so he happily grabbed Superman's arm, " Let's go!"

Clark Kent looked at Moore who sincerely regarded himself as his father's friend, and couldn't help but feel softer. He even felt that even if Batman would say something about it later, he didn't think it mattered.

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Moore seemed to remember something suddenly, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of admiration, but the question he asked made Clark feel tight, "Ah... Uncle Kent, you didn't call... um, Is your son?"

"..." Clark stopped thinking.

Speaking of which, Connor is a half-Kryptonian, and although he is also known as "Superboy" now, it cannot be denied that he has never been to an amusement park before.

If he found out... I asked for leave on purpose... I haven't brought him...

Clark's expression was too obvious, which made Moore couldn't help but let go of Clark's arm, "Otherwise, why don't you call him now, and ask his school for a leave of absence... something."

Moore's expression also froze for a moment, "But I suggest you send him a text message, so that he won't find out that you lied, for example, he was just passing by."

Clark, Clark covered his face.

His muffled voice came from under his hand, "Well, I'm sorry, I let you watch a joke."

Moore shook his head, and said in a brisk tone, "After all, he wasn't your responsibility—it was all Lex Luthor's responsibility." When he spoke the second half of the sentence, his tone was very stern.

Clark stopped the first half of the sentence and was about to say that it was his fault for failing to manage his own genes well, but when he heard the second half of the sentence and Moore's stern expression, Clark smiled wryly and did not speak.

No matter whose fault it was, it definitely wasn't Connor's fault.Determined to be a responsible and good father, Clark called Connor's head teacher, "Hi, I'm Connor's—"

Moore was idle and bored, so he just looked around, with a little joy in his heart, "Ah, this looks so interesting!"

Just suddenly, Moore suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his body screamed instinctively.

Moore looked back and saw a young man in regular clothes who looked very similar to Clark wearing glasses.

Moore smiled, "You're Connor, right? Hello, it's the first time we meet. I'm Moore August."

Connor nodded, and shook Moore's hand back, "Connor Kent."

Well, the original surname has also been changed.Moore said 'hmm', "Go and play." It was Clark who was being dragged just now, and it was Connor who was being dragged now.

Connor has a good temper, and he wasn't angry at all when he was being pulled over. Moore pointed to the 'Dancing in the Sky' project in the sky - it kept flipping in the sky, and it was exactly the same as the name of Dancing in the Sky.

Connor and Clark are both members of fancy flying, so naturally they are not afraid, so when Moore said that, they nodded without hesitation.

After all, Moore is a guest.

However, there are two disadvantages in the playground. There are too many people to queue up, and the prices are expensive.

For the price of a ticket for one person, you can have a meal for one person.

Moore thought for a while, and always felt a little helpless on Clark's face, so he greeted them first, and ran away like a gust of wind.

In the dense crowd, the speed is so fast that it moves flexibly.

Moore couldn't help attracting the attention of Superman and his father. His skills are indeed very good among ordinary people, just like in those videos, there is nothing wrong, it is him.

This is the emerging superhero "Green Bite".

Connor watched Moore's back until he disappeared into the crowd, then he turned to Clark and said, "I like him."

"What... what?" Clark opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Did you fall in love with him the moment you saw him?"

"..." Connor's expression seemed to be looking at some living fossil, he sighed, "No, I mean, I think he is a very good person, I like it."

"It seems like it's his first time to come to the playground." Hearing Connor's explanation, Clark felt less tense, "Well...I always feel like I haven't brought you here a few times."

Connor shook his head, "It's okay, you're busy, there's nothing you can do about it."

Clark reached out and stroked Connor's soft hair, "If he hadn't said it, I would have forgotten it, and you haven't been to the playground much—but you're not incidental."

He smiled with a strong desire to survive.

His smile is warm without burning, but it can't hide the guilt of the honest farm boy who doesn't lie much.

Connor didn't mind, "It's okay, I'm very happy." He smiled, "However, shouldn't I thank him for this?"

"He probably hasn't come out to play very often, you should find a way to thank yourself." Clark winked at him and replied gently.

Clark's expression was suddenly not right, he seemed to be listening to something, and then he turned to Connor and said, "Sorry...someone needs me, just tell him, I'll be right back."

Connor gave a soft 'huh'.

So when Moore came back, what he saw was the young man waiting alone in the crowd, making him look particularly bleak.

But after thinking about it, he knew what Clark was doing, so before Connor could explain, he nodded to Connor first, and then took out the three tickets for 'Flying in the Air' that he had just bought, "Then Let's wait!"

Connor didn't expect that he was going to buy tickets, his eyes widened a little, "Are you going to buy tickets? My father and I should be the ones to buy tickets."

Moore smiled brightly and flamboyantly. At this moment, he looked warmer than Superman, more like the sun than Superman, "It's okay, I have money. Uncle Kent is so busy every day, he must have been deducted a lot of wages ..."

The sun shone on Moore's face, dyeing half of his face golden, extremely dazzling.

"Money is for spending, and it doesn't matter if I make money for you to spend." Moore smiled, "After all, I want to ask your father to do me a favor, and it's considered a reward."

He lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm very happy if someone can come with me, don't refuse me."

All, all said so, how could he refuse.After all, Connor is not only a teenager in appearance and heart, how could he escape Moore's emotional card.

So Connor nodded gently and accepted the care from Brother Moore (?).

*

The weather is just right, the sun is shining on the body warmly, driving away the slight coldness on the body, the whole body is about to be sunburned in the sun.

Both Moore and Connor were chatting on the edge of the flower bed. If you asked why such a thing happened, of course it was because a certain parent had gone out to fight for justice and hadn't returned yet.

The two well-behaved children could only sit and chat while waiting for him to come back.

Just sitting, the back warmed by the sun made Moore start to feel sleepy.Moore didn't have the strength to reply. He and Connor sat not far away, but they weren't very close. There was about a punch distance between them. Because there was someone on the side, Moore closed his eyes and fell towards Connor. accept.

Originally Moore could wake up when he fell on Connor, but because of his trust in Connor and the smooth hair after being caught by Connor who didn't dodge, he really fell asleep.

The old father who just came back looked at Connor with lowered brows and eyes, and gently brushed the hair on Moore's face who was leaning on his shoulder...

He stopped thinking again.

The author has something to say:

In yesterday's chapter, a little cutie came again

The military master who can't afford horse grass:

Here I am again, the little green bird is talking to the Kryptonian dog seriously on the surface, but in fact it flaps its wings slightly and looks towards the lively place. There is a question mark next to the Kryptonian dog tilting its head

I feel fine

even want to applaud

Today's last scene should be the little green bird sleeping in the arms of the two-year-old golden retriever

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