I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

After observing for a while, Joy felt that she already had a shallow understanding of the feudal brotherhood between Loki and Thor. Although she still didn't understand it very well, her intuition told her that she would be kicked by a donkey if she disturbed her at this time.

Difficult to avoid the pink bubbles constantly floating on the sofa, the little girl picked up the phone from the coffee table to have some fun.

"Come to Gotham? The old bat seems to miss you a bit."

Signed by Jason Todd.

A hooded man with a weird aesthetic, and that hot chick dress-up world in collusion to destroy my excellent aesthetic.

Joey accurately pulled out his image from his mind.

But the abs are nice.

"Okay (^_^)."

The little girl glanced at the clock, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still time to go out and play for a while before coming back to eat. Dad said that the process of preparing food always takes longer when Uncle Sol is around.

"Dad, I'm going out to play for a while, and I'll be back before dinner."

Tony stretched out his oil-stained hand from the workshop and made a gesture of agreement.

"Be safe and remember to come back early."

"Ok."

Without disturbing the greasy Asgardian brothers, Joey and Jarvis sneaked away from the door after saying goodbye obediently.

Walking out of the building, a young man with a lock of white hair on his forehead was kneeling and waiting on the side of the road, stepping on a flower bed.

The little girl lowered her head to look at her watch, only twenty or ten minutes had passed.

"You came so fast."

"I've been riding fast."

Jason turned his head sideways to check the motorcycle, the back of his hand seemed to be inadvertently pressed against his cheek and felt slightly warm.

It's a lie, after sending her a message, he rushed over and waited, but it seemed very deliberate to say that.

It's over, Dick hit it off, I seem to really like this guy.

The young man who was aware of his thoughts again finally couldn't help his handsome face blushed slightly, and stretched out his hand to cover the face of the girl who came closer to take a closer look, and stared at her viciously.

"Would you like to go, the old bats are already waiting at home!"

"boarding!"

Joey made a face at him, and jumped on the motorcycle without waiting for the young man to speak. The body was slightly shaken by the girl's weight, causing her to hug Jason's waist in fright.

Jason:? ! !

The touch of the soft palm fell on the waist, and it was conveyed to the skin through the jacket, which seduced the man in a daze, and he didn't even know how to get to Wayne Manor.

"This must be Miss Joy. I am Alfred, the housekeeper here. Please follow me. The milk and cookies are ready, and the master has been waiting for a long time."

The tall, tall, middle-aged man with short silver-gray hair was wearing a neat black butler suit and saluted gracefully. He looked gentle and kind, and he could meet all of Joey's fantasy images of a butler.

The little girl's eyes became bright instantly, she looked at him with affection, and said softly, "Hi, Grandpa Alfred, I'm Joey."

The wet, docile and trusting eyes of small animals made the old man couldn't help but smile. His gentle eyes swept across the two young people, noticing Jason's blushing cheeks, he deepened his smile knowingly, and attracted the two young people. People enter the living room of the manor.

Entering the living room, the little girl saw Batman and Bruce Wayne, the owner of Wayne Manor, from various medieval decorations.

He was sitting on the leather sofa drinking tea, wearing a light white shirt, the neckline was slightly torn, revealing the delicate raised collarbone, looking very relaxed and casual.

The soft short black hair was a little messy on the forehead, and the sharp steel-blue pupils became soft and amiable when they saw the young men and women who came in. The black teacup held by the pale fingers was lightly tapped on the table, and a few There was an imperceptible sound.

"Alfred's cookies, would you like some? Hurricane Woman?"

There is a bit of ridicule in the deep, mellow, velvety gorgeous voice, which is completely different from Batman's cold and domineering temperament.

The little girl blushed in embarrassment, but it was because of that teasing address.

After being adopted by Tony, Jarvis took over the daily life of the father and daughter, coupled with Steve's daily supervision, Joey's bad habits were almost changed.

Breaking away from the degenerate life of playing games for as long as she wants every day, the little girl lacks a way to have fun and refresh her body and mind, and she is wilting like a cabbage short of water every day.

The old father saw that she was really bored, so he asked Peter to take her to fight against those thieves and robbers in New York.Over time, enthusiastic New Yorkers gave her the title Hurricane Woman.

Compared with other "wind spirits", "air manipulators" and "flying trapezemen", Hurricane Woman is still a less shameful title. For this reason, the little girl is very glad that Bruce didn't say those weird names, otherwise She could shed tears of shame on the spot.

"'Wind Spirit' huh?"

Joey: ………… QUQ

The handsome man received the sharp gaze of his second son and Alfred's scorching gaze full of condemnation from behind, he changed his sitting position uncomfortably and coughed lightly, his eyes fell on the cookie on the delicate plate , suddenly lit up.

"Ahem, come and eat cookies, this is Ah Fu's specialty dessert, and you can't get it anywhere else."

Seeing Joey holding the cookie and nibbling slowly, the tears gradually receded, Bruce quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the black tea cup to calm himself down.

"Bruce! I heard Little Wing brought his girlfriend back?!"

The young man with the soft black hair and blue pupils of the Bat family pushed open the door and rushed into the living room screaming excitedly.

Joey: "?!!"

Jason: "!!!"

Bruce: "... oh shit."

Alfred: "Master Dick, a week of cookies, canceled."

Richard John Grayson, the eldest son of the Wayne family, founder of the Teen Titans, and guardian of Bludhaven, trembled once again under the murderous gaze of his two hundred-pound brother.

Seeing the little girl's dazed look and Bruce's self-seeking pity, no matter how nervous he was, he knew that he seemed to have done something stupid unintentionally.

"Uh... hi?"

Dick stood hesitantly at the door with an innocent and pitiful look, reminding Joey of the little milk dog he saw at the corner of the street.

At that time, the little girl had just packed up the car thief she had caught and threw it at the gate of the police station, and was about to call it a day and go home when she saw a newborn puppy whining on the side of the street.

The little milk dog tried its best to follow the passers-by on all fours, but no one paid attention to it, and even some brats wanted to kick it.Although the annoying bear was scared away in time, the puppy still seemed to feel the displeasure of the passers-by, lying on the side of the dirty road and watching the people coming and going.

The black grape-like eyes are wet. It seems that she doesn't understand what she did wrong to keep everyone from hugging it.

It's like the eyes of the young man at the door now.

A kind of mysterious love suddenly rose in Joy's heart. Even though the man standing there had broad shoulders, long legs, long legs and full muscles, which were almost twice as heavy as her own, the little girl still kindly helped him out of his troubles.

"Hi, I'm Joey, Joey Stark. I know you. You're Nightwing, Bludhaven's superhero."

"It's also Dick Grayson. You can call me Dick, or you can call me brother just like Jason."

Ignoring Jason's nausea-like indistinct sound from his throat, the young superhero winked at the little girl, and sat down on the sofa farthest from the two with the "red hood's murderous gaze" on his face without changing his expression.

The little girl turned her head suspiciously and looked around, only seeing Jason who was quietly eating cookies and drinking milk, feeling her gaze, the young man was still looking at her innocently, as if asking what Joey was doing.

How could I doubt innocent Jason? !

The little girl quickly looked away, and felt very guilty for wronging the young man beside her.

Dick: "..."

What a "pure and harmless" red hood, this face-changing speed is simply inferior, and it cannot be compared.

The youngest of the Wayne family huddled quietly in their seats to appreciate Bruce, not daring to make any more noises, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

Joey looked around, feeling a little strange.

According to the information provided by Tony, there are four children in the Wayne family, the eldest son Dick and the second son Jason are here, but the remaining two Robin birds are not seen. It stands to reason that at least the youngest Da Mian should be at home.

"The kid is doing his homework at Jonathan's house." Even if he didn't do his homework, he would stay until late and come back, probably because he was addicted to Kryptonians and lost his mind.

Jason raised his eyebrows and snorted secretly, thought for a while and added.

"Tim will be back soon, too."

Recently, the little red bird has been on night watch and handling company affairs. He is so depressed every day that he almost drowns himself in coffee. Go home early every day to catch up on sleep.

Of course, after returning home every day, [-]% of them cannot escape the tragic fate of crazily pouring coffee while holding the computer.

Thinking of Tim's huge bags under the eyes and receding hairline, which are comparable to China's national treasure giant panda, the big red bird shivered with aversion to the cold, sincerely thankful that he didn't have much business talent.

"Oh yes, of course I'm back. It's just that without all this never-ending work, I'll be able to get a good night's sleep to soothe my screaming brain."

The pale and terrifying young man held the doorknob and spoke quietly.

Tim in his suit looks somewhere between a teenager and a young man, softer than the chiseled faces of his father and brothers, but not at all effeminate.

The little girl noticed the bruises under his eyes that couldn't be concealed by the heavy foundation and the red blood in his eyes, as if he had stayed up all night for several consecutive nights and was about to die suddenly at any time.

Looks like this is Tim.

Before Joey could greet him, the boy swayed back and forth twice, staggered and fell on the threshold without making a sound.

Joey: "?!!" Who am I and where am I? What's wrong with him?

The little girl was really frightened. She stood up abruptly and wanted to go over to check on the situation, but the old housekeeper held down her shoulder with gentle force.

"Don't worry, Master Tim is just asleep."

Ah Fu showed a calm smile, walked to the lying "corpse" and made a little effort, picked up the boy who looked much slender than his father and brother, and put him on the sofa familiarly.

Joey looked at the Bat family who were extremely calm as if this matter was nothing to mention, and suddenly felt complicated emotions that he didn't know whether it was sympathy or admiration.

"what happened?"

Sensing the little girl's gaze, Bruce turned a page of the book and asked casually.

"........."

"Don't you need to put him on the bed?"

"It's okay, I'll wake up later."

Joey: ………

Tim, what a miserable man.