[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

Clark felt that he was very unlucky today, and it might be because of a conflict with Gotham.

First, he fainted in the street for no reason, and his colleague broke his left hand and knocked the corner of the camera in his right hand to catch him; then he received a fatal call from the editor-in-chief, telling him loudly that the medical expenses would not be reimbursed; finally, he was double-acquired again. Batman scolded.

He and Wilbur sat on the park bench dejectedly, the little curly hairs on their heads were sluggish because of the master's bad mood, and they lay limply against his forehead.

Clark didn't bring a wallet when he was Superman, and Wilbur lost the jacket with the wallet and ID in the apartment, so the two had to drink free boiled water and chat.

"Last time you said you were coming to Gotham to find relatives." Clark asked, "How did you provoke Batman?"

Batman?That guy just now was fucking Batman! ?Wilbur was shocked, and Wilbur regretted it. He remembered the enthusiastic suggestions of the majority of Gotham citizens, and he ran back to Heiqi and shouted "I want to blow up Arkham" before it was too late.

The answer, of course, is too late.

He looked as unmotivated as Superman's curly hair.

"I..." Wilbur stammered, he didn't want to deceive Superman, but he didn't know whether he should tell other people about "father" and Naia, so he could only stammer, trying to get by.

"Wait!" Superman heard a faint meow, and flew to the canopy above his head, and there was a young cat stuck between the thick branches and leaves.

It has big brass-colored eyes, and its jet-black fur makes it blend into the night. If you don't look carefully, you can't find a helpless kitten hidden here.

Superman skillfully saved it, and the kitten screamed childishly, and licked the arm holding him with a soft, prickly tongue.

Superman's heart melted immediately, how could there be such a cute animal as a cat in the world!

Seeing Wilbur, the soft and cute black cat stared its already big and bright eyes even more roundly, then waved its paws, and grabbed at Wilbur at a speed that Superman almost didn't realize.

In a trance, Wilbur thought it was the incarnation of those big dogs in Arkham, and was frightened half to death.

Finally, even the cats are starting to hate me?Seeing Superman desperately holding down the black cat, Wilbur's expression was so sad that he was almost depressed.

The cat's front paws swung onto the Iron Body, and Superman broke its paws before the muscles softened in time.

"Mi—" the kitten cried out in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Superman held his injured foot, "I'll take you to the hospital right away."

After solving the unstable factors that threatened the safety of Gotham, Bruce went back to the Batcave to change into home clothes. Afu, who was still working, told him what Lucius said: "Fox wants you to attend tomorrow's dinner, otherwise he will Run away with money."

"Also," Alfred recalled his discovery on the outside wall of the manor, "I found this outside Master Tim's window frame."

He handed over a ziplock bag containing several fish scales.

"I have strengthened the security and prevention of the manor, and I haven't found anything yet."

Bruce looked at the gray-green scales in the bag, and the color matched the "fish head man" who was making a lot of noise.

He put the ziplock bag in his pocket, walked from the entrance behind the clock to the corridor, and followed the stairs to the second floor.On the left is Tim's room, on the right Keshira lives.Without hesitation, he unscrewed the door on the right hand side.

There is a faint salty smell in the air.

Bruce turned on the light, and he had a clear view of the unobstructed room. Even the only wardrobe that could be hidden was opened, and the clothes inside covered the bed. Most of them were long-sleeved dresses, which were similar in design to Bruce's clothes. .He checked the bathroom again, it was wet inside, Keshira probably had a bath, the little fishes were still in the bathtub, but the little yellow duck was nowhere to be found.

The cleaning tools placed at the door have been touched by someone, I don't know if it was A Fulai who cleaned it.

He returned to his bedroom and noticed someone inside before he even entered the door.

Although I don't want to see Kexila on the bed, compared to the fish head man, this "Batman nemesis" female is quite cute.

The luxurious large chandelier on the ceiling was on, but the brightness was not high, and it was adjusted to a dark pink color, and the light in the whole room became ambiguous.His $[-] bed also had a beauty worthy of its price.

Most of Keshira's body was covered under the quilt, and a large piece of her undried hair was wet on the velvet-filled pillow.

Bruce walked across the bed without looking away, and went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer.

Kexila watched him walk past in front of her in surprise, sat up all of a sudden, and hooked her head to see what Bruce was doing.

She didn't cover the quilt, so when Bruce came back, he saw her... black lace pajamas.

His face was suddenly as black as the night sky outside.

Keshira has a body as perfect as her face, and this pajamas fit her well, and her pale pink lips were covered with a thin layer of lipstick.Bruce vaguely remembers that Selena or Catwoman used this color, but it doesn't matter anyway, what matters is that some clever ghost came up with a brilliant idea.

Tim the Smarty sneezed on his bed and got out of bed to check that the windows were closed.

Here Bruce has already put on a blue plaid coat that has nothing to do with her beautiful personality, and blow-dried her hair with a gloomy face.

Keshira was a little frightened by this buzzing thing, and kept pulling at the hem of his clothes with both hands, trying to take off the plaid coat that ruined the beautiful night.When the hair was finally blown, Bruce and her played undressed and undressed again, and finally Kexila realized to her dismay that Bruce really didn't like the pajamas.

She watched in silence as Bruce buttoned her up, and then took advantage of him to unplug the power, tore the coat and pajamas together into strips, threw Bruce on the bed again, and took out the main body One ten thousandth of the weight weighed on him.

You shouldn't engage in those bells and whistles, and the old methods are still useful.Kexila who was holding Bruce thought so.

She moaned and rubbed against the other person, Bruce lamented that he must weigh her tomorrow and remembered the "evidence" in his pocket, so he took it out with great effort: "I have something to ask you."

Kexila went to kiss his moving lips, and Bruce had to "snap" the ziplock bag into her face.

Taking a closer look under the dim light, the thing in front of me looks familiar.

Keshira stared at the objects in the transparent bag, first he was puzzled, and soon he suddenly realized the panic, with the words "Don't tell yourself" written all over his face.

It's over, her only Miao Miao was found.

As soon as the weight was off her body, Kexila stood on the pile of fabric like a child who did something wrong, bowing her head and waiting to be dealt with.

Bruce gave her his nightgown, Kexila nestled in his arms pitifully while he was belting himself, and thought out a word: "I'm sorry."

That's what she and Tim learned after watching The Perfect Mermaid.

"Let me meet him," Bruce said as simply as possible, "I, no, hit him."

Kexila hesitantly called out to his disciples, and soon, the fish-headed men who made the whole Gotham panicked appeared.He deftly opened the window and came in, his feet on the ground were webbed like a frog, like a big fan.And the rest of his parts are also particularly scary, except for the appearance, there are still human shadows, almost like a big fish with four limbs.

Arthur is half Gotham, so he naturally knows Bruce, especially when he is one of the sponsors of the General Hospital.He bent down to pay respects to Keshira, and made a vague voice in his throat: "Dear Keshira."

Kexila nodded and told him to get up.Arthur looked at Bruce again, his hands and feet had grown a lot longer after he became a half deep diver, so even with his back bent, he was still a bit taller than Bruce.

"Mr. Wayne." This time it was a human voice.

Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't pursue the charges of "murder" or "harboring criminals". Instead, he mentioned Mary lightly: "Your fiancée is very worried about you."

Arthur's gaze softened all of a sudden: "She shouldn't have met me."

Keshira listened to the conversation between the two in bewilderment, and asked Arthur something.

Arthur translated what he and Bruce had said to her. When he heard that he had a fiancée, Kexila's eyes lit up green, and he also showed the kind smile that great-grandmothers often had on their faces: "Then when are you going to have a baby?" ? How many more are you going to have?"

Her family can rely on Arthur to reproduce!

Arthur, who was embarrassed by his current appearance, replied: "We don't plan to have children." In fact, both he and Mary like children, but he is sure that Mary, as a human being, can accept that her child will have the blood of the deep sea .

Kexila immediately became serious: "How can you not have children, why do you not want children?"

Her great-grandmother is the god of fertility, and her greatest pleasure is urging her children and grandchildren to have children. The elder brother and the third brother have suffered from her birth curse, and they both ran away from home in the end—it was also because of this that her father's opposite family came They were not sealed when they came.

And as one of her great-grandmother's favorite descendants, Kexila also... experienced all kinds of fancy marriages and births, and was even almost forced by her great-grandmother to marry a bastard.

She used to scoff at her great-grandmother's behavior, but now she finally feels the same way.Arthur doesn't have the near-immortal lifespan of the deep divers. If he doesn't want offspring, doesn't that mean that the great hidden one will have to become a bare commander again after decades.

Keshila thought of the statues piled up at home. She was very happy when she accepted the allegiance of Arthur's ancestors. She thought that the father would have children and grandchildren, and the children and grandchildren would be endless. In 800 years, her family would be like Parents are as prosperous.

But the reality is that there is only one seedling left after death.

She sighed sadly, and ordered Arthur in a positive tone: "Within ten years, you must have five children."