Clark has something to say

The young man in front of him threw down the shocking thunder of making a child, and then sauntered into the great cause of window repair, with great concentration, leaving Clark alone in shock for a whole day.

What does it mean to give Superman a child!

He decided to bother Lex when he was free today, and see if he could accidentally crash a few laboratories——

Clark really wants to change his clothes with one click and pick up the young man in front of him to shake off all the things he concealed, but he really doesn't want Superman to face the soul problem of whether he just finished with Clark.

"How to contact you?" Clark asked in a swallowed voice, "I don't know your name yet."

"Jason Todd." Jason used up some strength and forced the window back: "Of course I have a way to find you."

Clark: "..."

OK.

He reorganized his heart firmly, and decided to protect every piece of Kryptonian DNA in him from today onwards. Although he didn't fully understand what happened, he could still protect himself.

...It's just that his steps towards the Wayne Building became a little heavier.

**

Clark was really lucky. The Arabian restaurant he bought happened to be not far from the contact point of the League of Assassins, and it had a bit of a reputation. It was because of this that Jason was able to directly associate him with the League of Assassins.

But there is a problem, even Jason can see the tell, and Damian, the real master of the League of Assassins, can naturally see it too.

At this point Clark knew nothing of the coming storm.

He just pulled himself together, with a tired smile, and put the paper bag in front of Damian: "In addition to the vegan pizza, I bought some other..."

His voice became smaller and smaller under Damian's stern gaze, until the office was completely silent, and the little boy looked back coldly: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Clark: "...OK."

Damian slowly unwrapped the paper bag. When he saw the package inside, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he didn't make any drastic moves, just slowly lifted the lid of the lunch box.

— There is nothing wrong with it.

Damian's jaw gradually tightened, and a dangerous light flashed through his dark green pupils. His fingers under the table slowly touched the console, and he sent a message to Batman and Red Robin through the internal line.

Clark Kent.

Did he want to use this method to show that he had mastered his true identity?

No, maybe he knows more, not just his secret identity, maybe the secrets of the entire Bat Family are controlled by Kent.

Batman's special mechanism gradually slipped into Damian's hands, and he began to re-examine the honest man in front of him, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem like someone who could make such a provocative move.

What is his purpose?Why do you want to convey information in such an obscure way——

Bruce and Tim snapped their eyes open.

"Good job, Kent." Damian folded his fingers and leaned back on the chair: "What do you want?"

Clark was slightly taken aback.

Is Damian so easy to talk to?Just because you bought a takeaway meal, you can ask for it?Thinking of Perry, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Planet, Clark was on the verge of tears.

Don't miss out.

He held his hands nervously: "I—"

Damian's alert value was adjusted to the highest, and his eyes wandered around the deadly part of the human body. Under Tim's control, the gun barrel quietly protruded from the corner of the office——

"...Can I advance this month's salary?"

Damian: "?"

Tim: "?"

Bruce just woke up and didn't know why his bat cub was so nervous: "?"

Seeing the strange expression on Damian's face, Clark couldn't help shrinking his neck. He asked for an overdraft of salary on the first day of work. It was impossible to think about it...

But if he didn't pay the rent, he would have no place to live.

Damian didn't think of the code name for what the salary was, and his complexion became even worse. As a result, Clark was even more flustered.

His eyes were dead, and he was very desperate. He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, just pretend that I didn't say anything. What should I do next?"

Damian licked his deep teeth and lost the patience to continue the riddle with Clark. He tapped the lunch box with his fingertips: "Where did you buy it?"

Clark's inner alarm bells were ringing.

Damian twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly added: "I've been to such a store before."

Clark: "...!"

How could this be so!

How could there be such a coincidence in the world, did he just pick a store that Damian had been to?

Maybe he can say that he bought it in Gotham, but this kind of lie obviously cannot withstand verification, and it is easy to be misunderstood.

Why since coming to Gotham, everything has become so unsatisfactory!

Clark pursed his lips tightly, and countless excuses swirled in his throat. He compared them for a long time, and found a fact very aggrieved.

There is only one reason that can be perfectly explained, and it will definitely not be worn out.

Fuck Batman.

He turned sideways, looking at the hot sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, only feeling that the last trace of dignity had left him.

"I'm in a relationship with Superman." Clark replied with a serene expression and a calm voice.

Damian: "!"

If you tell too many lies, they will become true. The little reporter who was forced to be Narcissus has become accustomed to doing such weird things by himself. When the Kryptonian gave up his dignity, all difficulties turned into a simple mode.

"I want to do my job better, so please Superman to get some proper takeout, he said there is a restaurant that tastes very good-"

Damian: "..."

It wouldn't be surprising if it was Superman. Of course, Superman could fly across the Pacific Ocean in an instant. Damian thought about it and decisively raised Clark's danger level.

Superman's lover, just for this status, Kent deserves Batman's attention.

Maybe he's the control switch for God Among Us, and if there's a little bit of Superman madness, Kent might be able to play an unexpected role.

But considering Kent's strength far beyond ordinary people, Damian asked abruptly: "Are you human?"

Clark: "..."

Why do you ask him if he is human!

"Yes." Clark suppressed his guilt and looked firmly into Damian's eyes: "Without a doubt."

Damian didn't speak, he turned his eyes back to the file, and ordered lightly: "Okay, go to your business, first fill out the form for this week, as for the work of the housekeeper, today I allow you to leave work two hours earlier, Used to prepare dinner."

Clark: ...

Is this a fool's errand?

Clark didn't dare to ask, he moved the pile of documents with relief, found a corner where he wouldn't see the rich man's stickers, turned on the computer, and started working.

...the rich guys have been posting for a whole day.

The little boy also worked a full day.

This is too weird, not to mention why a kid would go to work as a CEO... don't you guys sleep at night?Why do you want to come to the company to sleep for a day?

Clark turned off the monitor, and Damian didn't look up, as if he knew Clark's actions: "The driver is downstairs. I hope the house is clean when I get back."

Damian paused for a while, and emphasized again: "It's clean."

Clark nodded absently—he had also seen Wayne Manor many times in the media, the neat and beautiful garden, the neatly arranged antique furniture, and the spotless vases.

How difficult can it be to clean up, isn't it just a matter of wiping around?And he had never lived in such a luxurious house in his life—the Fortress of Solitude didn't count.

"Okay." He obediently agreed, "I promise."

The beautiful thoughts remained until he stepped into the garden of Wayne Manor and pushed open the two carved doors of the mansion——

Damn, did elephants fight here?

The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-01-2623:52:41~2021-01-2717:48:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Pinocchio;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small animal of discipline;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Lantern Flower Night; 1 bottle of Songsong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!