[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

In fact, Randall didn’t want to cook when he first came to Bludhaven. There is a Chinatown near their apartment, and there are many Chinese restaurants. He eats out three meals a day or orders takeaway. It took several months to eat it all, but since he started raising Lula, he seldom ordered takeaway. First, he felt that children should grow up healthily and not eat fast food all the time. God knows whether the food in the store is fresh or not. The second is that Brudhaven’s food delivery is also very dangerous. Sometimes Randall is not at home, and Lula opens the door to pick up the food he ordered. He will worry about some criminals with malicious intentions.So since then, Randall began to practice his cooking skills. Two years is enough for his cooking skills to improve by leaps and bounds. Although he doesn’t often have time to cook a big meal for Lula recently, he invited Dick first today. Yes, it's not good to let people eat takeaway, right?

Before they came back, they turned a corner and went to the supermarket. Randall bought things very quickly. Living area, snack area, vegetable and fruit area, poultry area, and finally push a small cart to checkout.

This is completely an area that Dick is not good at. He rarely visits the supermarket, and usually goes straight to the cereal section to pick up a few packets of fresh cereal with a pleasing packaging and date, and finally buys some fruit before leaving. There is also a cafeteria where you can order takeout when you go home, and the bento in the 24-hour convenience store is also delicious.

Dick stayed in the circus when he was a child, and the Roma didn't often go out to buy things. They still retained the original method of bartering, and Harry, the head of the circus, was generally responsible for the needs of life.After Dick was taken to the Wayne mansion by Bruce, he seldom went to the supermarket. Alfred would do everything perfectly, and they would basically not lack anything.In terms of frequency, the hardware store is where he goes most often.

So when Dick was still dazzled to distinguish the freshness of the vegetables, Randall had already put a few bundles of greens into the shopping cart, and they walked all the way forward, without even taking a useless step, wasting time, Randall Del paid the bill with a clear goal and swiftly, and quickly dragged Dick out of the supermarket-the crowded environment made him feel anxious.

Dick sat at the dining table and watched Randall bring the dinner out of the kitchen. If you don't count the restaurant, this should be the best meal Dick has had in a while.

"Do you need chopsticks or spoons?" Randall asked, and opened the upper cabinet to look through the tableware. They hadn't eaten rice for a while, and he put away the chopsticks.

The dishes looked like Chinese food. Dick glanced at them and said, "Chopsticks will do."

"Well," Randall set the chopsticks for them, and beckoned Lula to come and eat quickly, "These are Lula's favorite dishes in the Chinese restaurant. I went to ask the chef to learn a little, and it doesn't involve commercial recipes. That kind, I don’t know if you want to eat it or not.”

The bosses in Chinatown are warm and hospitable, and they are even more kind to Randall, a foreigner who lives alone and has children. After all, the tourism industry in their city is not good. At least being friendly to customers may earn a good reputation. Make a small contribution to tourism in Bludhaven.

"I like them all," Dick smiled. "I didn't expect it to be so delicious. Well, it's almost the same as those bought in those stores."

"Hahahahaha, it's not that good, thank you for your compliment." Randall scratched his face shyly, it was the first time he received compliments in this respect from others, needless to say Lula, little The girl witnessed the evolution of his cooking skills from bad to barely edible, and now tastes good. Although Lula never said it, the increasing appetite may be a hint.

Both Dick and Lula belong to the kind of people who are not picky eaters. They should eat whatever they have. They should be really hungry. The speed of eating is like a competition, which makes Randall feel a sense of satisfaction from feeding. .

These two people are very well fed!Randall watched with a broad smile as they went to serve the second bowl of rice.

After they finished their dinner, Lula consciously helped Randall wash the dishes. Dick wanted to help, but Randall kicked him into the living room. The mutant's expression was calm, kind of kind He usually has a completely different attitude when socializing outside, not too lively and not so talkative, as if...his truth hidden under layers of masks has come out again.

Dick was sitting on the sofa holding a glass of drink. The last time he was sitting here, he was still asking the other party about the details of the case next door, and regarded this person as a potential murderer, but after a few days, he actually became friendly with the other party partnership.When Dick looked up, he could see the backs of a large and small figure working by the kitchen sink.

After his contacts in the past few days, he feels that Randall and Lula are both very strange people. To use a slightly offensive description, they are "heterogeneous" in human society. They live in this world, but try not to get along with them. The people around him interact, and Randall seems to prefer making friends on the virtual network compared to those social interactions that require organizing words. It seems that he put on a pseudonym and made up a gender-ambiguous makeup to hide his real self, which will make people feel uncomfortable. He feels more secure.

But 'heterogeneous'... There are quite a lot of 'heterogeneous' in this world. Dick thought about it, and found that his surroundings seemed to be full of 'heterogeneous'.There will be people who are willing to give up the comfortable life of a billionaire, put on heavy armor every night to fight crime, and suffer from ailments; At a level that would keep him alive... and Dick just so happens to be one of them.

Dick sighed, so it seemed that in a sense they were actually the same kind of people.

"Can it be broadcast live?"

Randall took out a gaming laptop from the room, skillfully emptied the coffee table in the living room, and added: "There will be no shooting, only the microphone, and you can also keep silent... The platform has required every Monthly live broadcast time, I've been a little busy recently so..."

Dick nodded, it's okay since he won't show his face.His thoughts drifted away for a while, although the strange news of 'Bruce Wayne's adopted son has become a game anchor' appearing in gossip magazines will not have any impact on their family. Gotta come up with a new excuse.

Randall quickly connected the microphone to the computer. He dragged two cushions from the sofa and spread them on the floor. He and Dick sat on each of them with a computer. Lula watched them for a while, holding a book The book went back to his room.

This is the first live broadcast of Randall since he appeared on the Twitter trend and dominated the list for two days because of beating a crying mutant with his bare hands. It is no exaggeration to say that his number of fans has doubled directly because of this incident. Backstage The news was full, and invitations for business cooperation were mixed with greetings from various fans, with a lot of money and a lot of money.There are people squatting in his live broadcast room every day, so when the prompt for Randall to start the live broadcast popped up, everyone rushed in.

Randall hesitated for a while because of the crazy increase in the number of viewers, but he quickly adjusted his state, "Good evening, audience friends, this is Randa."

The scrolling comments and bullet screens were dazzling. Randall narrowed the window and moved it to the lower left corner, "I invited my friends to play games with me today, so I won't play games with friends."

Curious netizens were still asking about the follow-up of the incident two days ago. Randall said lightly: "The police department has released the investigation report, and you can see the follow-up reports." The most damage is to make the other party lack of water for a period of time.

Dick looked at Randall curiously from the side. He was always busy with superhero things. Whether he was with Batman when he was a child or he built Titans later, things like game live broadcasts shouldn’t catch up with them. Whatever it is, the only few times he met the anchor was during the night patrol, those desperate outsiders were looking for the dark knight in the night of Gotham, and occasionally saw the ghost flying over the eaves. The corner of the cloak will also exclaim loudly.

Randall noticed his gaze, turned his head to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The blue eyes under the warm light are wet, like a pool of water that reflects the sun.

Dick suddenly felt a little thirsty, he picked up the cup to cover his eyes, "It's nothing, what are we going to play?"

Randall opened a game casually, "Have you played this before? It doesn't matter if you haven't, it's very simple, I can teach you."

Dick nodded, turned his gaze back to his screen, found the same icon and clicked on it. Although he used to play games with handles, he was quick to pick up any game.

While the game was loading, Randall briefly explained the rules of the game to Dick. After entering the game, he was pleasantly surprised to find that although Dick was unfamiliar with the keys, he responded very quickly. move forward.

Afterwards, they changed several games. Dick's best game was actually a game of wits such as Werewolf Killing. I have to say that Dick's observation and expression skills are very good. He can use clear reasoning to completely influence the game Regardless of the direction of the game, whether it's a werewolf jumping fiercely at the prophet's side or a civilian counter-killing, no matter which camp Dick is in, whichever side will win.

Randall raised his head from the screen and glared at Dick dissatisfied. They moved their positions after they started playing the game. In the previous round, he thought Dick was on his side and didn't notice anything wrong. Unexpectedly, he was backstabbed by Dick in the end.

Everyone on the barrage laughed. Those passer-by fans who wanted to see him show his face left after realizing that Randall would only broadcast the game tonight, and the rest were either old fans or just loved watching games.

[The anchor is ready to eat quack quack quack! 】

[Help, I died from laughing hahahahaha you forcefully explained all the doubts to him]

【Silly baby, Mommy loves you a little bit】

[This little brother has a nice voice, are you guys playing together?]

[The first night was a blind knife, prophesying that the family members are indeed the chosen ones]

[This little brother is really lucky!Why have I never met such a teammate]

Randall was angry, and when he saw the last few lines, he thought of something else, and asked Dick, "Are you still playing?"

"I can do it, but Randall, aren't you tired?" Dick glanced at the time, it was less than eleven o'clock, which was still very early for Dick, but Randall didn't rest long yesterday, and he was exhausted. The mutant ability is out of control, and according to Dick's estimation, it should be almost dead.

"Okay, can you do me a favor?" Randall beckons Dick over, and he cuts to another game.

As soon as fans saw that page, the barrage began to increase rapidly.

[Dangerous!Wallet, danger! 】

【Wife, quit gambling】

[Promise me, you will never touch this broken game again in your life, okay! 】

【Wife!Metaphysics cannot change fate! 】

It's a pity that Dick didn't see this. He was pulled to sit down by Randall with a blank face. The boy said to him in a good mood, "Just open the box and randomly open one of these things. Can you try it?" Do you want to try?"

Randall pointed to the golden one, "I want this."

Dick took the mouse, "Then I'll try... just open it, right? Five?"

Randall nodded. He was heartbroken last time, so he didn't send much money inside. Now there are only five keys left.

Red without gold is fine, and purple without red is also good.Randall blinked his big eyes and stared at the weapons that kept slashing past. When the golden square appeared, he even grabbed Dick's sleeve nervously.

"It's not difficult to get this one." Dick smiled as he watched the results on the screen.

"..." Randall looked at the 'rare and special item' on the screen that he had never owned before in a daze, and then looked at Dick, feeling that it was the first time he knew him.

A minute later, he looked at the extra three golds and two reds in his warehouse, "...Am I dreaming?"

No wonder the last few times when he felt lucky, the duration was always very short. The relationship was not that he was favored by the goddess of luck, but that Dick was favored, and he was just incidental...

【…? 】

[? ? ?Dog support? 】

【... Your friend, can you rent it out? 】

Randall glanced at the barrage, and then said goodbye to the question marks on the screen with a trembling voice.

After Randall downloaded the broadcast at the speed of light, he checked again whether he was dreaming, and finally turned to Dick and said, "I love you, I love you so much!"

Dick: "..." Your love is too cheap!

His cell phone was ringing in his pocket, and Dick looked down and saw that it was Tim calling him, and he said to Randall, "I'm going to answer the call."

"Hmm," Randall could only see the golden weapon in his eyes, and raised his finger, "The balcony is over there, you can go there to pick it up."

"Tibao? What's the matter, are you okay?" Dick asked the person on the other end of the phone gently.

"It's not bad...I mean at least I can get out of bed by myself now," Tim sighed, "It has nothing to do with that, B and I found something, and I wanted to ask if you have any in Bludhaven met."

"what?"

……

He chatted with Tim for a while, and when he returned to the living room, Randall had fallen asleep on the computer.

Dick approached and called Randall softly a few times, but Randall didn't wake up, so Dick bent down and picked him up from the ground.The person who was taller than him was not as heavy as expected. It was because the impact force was too great that he almost missed the person last time.

After being picked up by him, Randall just leaned to the side uneasily, his head tilted in front of Dick's chest and continued to sleep soundly, but his brows were frowned, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about.Dick stuffed Randall into the quilt, covered the quilt, and then stretched out his fingers to gently press Randall's furrowed brows. Dick was startled by the warm touch from his fingertips, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

When he stood up and saw Lula watching him from the corner of the door, Dick felt a sense of embarrassment that he had been caught. He put an index finger in front of his lips, and said softly to the little girl, "He's asleep, I'll start gone."

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