[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

Clark's apartment.

The little reporter packed the house at the speed of light in the early morning, locked the bedroom door, drove to Gotham at 8 o'clock to pick up the gargoyle, and opened the door for the little devil with a sad heart.

Thinking that he didn't know how long he would live like this, Son of the Sun felt that the sky was getting cloudy.

"You can stay here during the day. If you want to go out, feel free. The key is hung by the door." Clark pointed to her, and then emphasized: "My bedroom is not allowed to enter, other things are optional."

Lucilia asked, "What time are you coming back?"

"If you don't work overtime, it's six o'clock. If you work overtime, I will tell you."

In the journalist industry, there are always emergencies and all kinds of overtime, Clark does not dare to guarantee it.

"Okay." Lucilia said that she would be good and good.

Clark went to work bitterly, leaving his small apartment to bear the unbearable congestion. Lucilia put down the suitcase, set up a folding hanger in the corner of the living room, and hung up the clothes one by one.

After finishing the work, I started teasing the dog again.

"Bat!" Lucilia clapped her hands.

In Clark's little reporter's apartment, which didn't have enough space, a large, pure black German Shepherd dog was lying on the carpet, looking sideways.

It didn't bark, just flicked its tail.

Lucilia put the bone down and watched the bone run towards Bart and land on his back.

"Woof!" You are still alive!

"..." You just died.

Bart disliked the bone very much, and kicked it away with his hind hoof. Where could the underage border collie eat the super-sized adult black-backed paw, and it rolled out of the way and stuck to the corner of the wall.

"Wang!!"

The bones are gone, and the boss screams.

Lucilia rolled it into her arms, reached out to grab the dog's mouth, and squeezed it tightly: "Shh, this is an apartment, so don't bark indiscriminately. Learn from Bart and be good."

bone:……? ? ?

Where is it so good?

Bart cast a small look of contempt.

"Do you remember me?" Lucilia smiled and nestled next to Bart, hugged the oversized dog's head, put it in her arms and stroked the hair, "We met at the River of the Dead."

Bart showed a confused look.

Like Bones, it doesn't remember those things either.

Lucilia's own memory only remembered half and half, so naturally she couldn't help, so she simply took out the comb and brushed it.Bones moaned and chirped over, and she brushed together.

Wonder Woman, Diana Prince dragged the suitcase and opened the door to see this scene.

The little girl is leaning on a black back and hugging a border collie, sleeping happily in the pile of fluff.

There was a black plush ball on the white plush carpet that didn't suit Clark's liking. When she saw her coming in, the ball raised her eyes, closed them again, and continued to sleep.

Good guy.

A room filled with the smell of demons.

Diana remembered what Clark said.

"You go see what the bat does, and then we'll sack him."

Half joking, half serious.

At least the little reporter is really grinding his teeth for his full attendance.

boys.

The goddess shook her head and walked in.

"I'm Diana Prince from Paradise Island, Wonder Woman. Are you the little girl Bruce picked up?"

The gargoyle raised its head, yawned, and looked at the woman lying on the back of the dog. She had also seen a picture of Wonder Woman in the forum. It was an Amazon warrior full of strong aura.

Instead of this Prince.

It's really amazing to disguise your identity.

The caring playboy VS the gloomy and cold Batman, the poor and heart-warming little reporter VS the bright and upright Superman like a sculpture of the gods, the warm and quiet lady VS the invincible Wonder Woman.

Is this the legendary "contrast cuteness"?

"I'm Lucilia." The gargoyle got up immediately and introduced itself, "The gargoyle."

Diana smiled and pushed her down.

Let her continue to be the little princess in the plush pile.

Lucilia ripped her off too.

Bart, who was in charge of making the cushion at the bottom, remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

On the contrary, the bones on the top were squeezed so that the ears flew up, rolled over in depression, and rushed back to ask for comfort by rubbing and rubbing. Lucilia was so happy to be rubbed by it.

"Bart didn't make a fuss without you." Pulling the hair on his paw.

Bones groaned.

Diana just opened the suitcase and took out a large bucket of ice cream and two spoons.

"Try it."

She left Paradise Island and was captured by delicacies in the world. She believed that the ice cream that could defeat her could also defeat this little gargoyle.And ice cream crepe, banana, chocolate sauce, vanilla ice cream, what a combination!

You take a bite and I feed the dog another bite.

Two people and one dog ate until they turned their stomachs.

Bart, who was very reserved and didn't eat much, continued to use them as a cushion. It was big enough, and it would not be a big problem to lie on more people, but it was destined that there would be no room left. Diana's head was almost touching Lucilia. .

Only then did Lucilia ask: "Mr. Kent asked you to take care of me?"

"Almost, it was the bat that asked me to come. They hoped that the two of us could work together to solve the three-headed dog problem."

"There's nothing wrong with Cerberus, it hasn't done anything bad."

Diana said with a smile: "For humans, the creatures of hell roam the earth, and that is the biggest problem."

"Stingy." The gargoyle pouted unhappily.

Diana clamped the small soft flesh on the gargoyle's face between her thumb and forefinger, pinched it and shook it left and right: "Anyway, at least get these three together first, do you know where the last one is?"

Lucilia shook her head following the strength of her fingers, her voice muffled.

"I don't even know how it came to the world, how about asking that human mage named Constantine?"

"Constantine?" Diana snorted, full of disgust.

It sounds like Diana doesn't believe in Constantine's character and wants to find out for herself.

The valiant heroine brought her favorite ice cream and sweets. Lucilia was naturally willing to stay with her, and carefully calculated her itinerary with her fingers.

"I'm going to be in charge of Superman at night, maybe we can go find him during the day?"

Diana asked, "Would you like to go find it with me?"

"of course."

The princess of Paradise Island smiled even more gently, raised her hand and gently rubbed the gargoyle's head twice, the other hand twitched, and something was taken away from Lucilia's hand.

Lucilia froze, and looked down to see a golden rope wrapped around Diana's hand. It was the end of the rope that touched Lucilia's hand just now. The two were very close, but she didn't care.

"This is... a mantra lasso?" The gargoyle has also seen this on the Internet, of course she knows what it is for, but she doesn't mind, instead she stretched out her curious hand: "Can I play with it?" ?”

"Okay." Diana held out the noose.

The golden rope was wrapped around his hand, and he quickly became mediocre, as if he didn't approve of Lucilia's use of him.

"You're not short-tempered." The gargoyle muttered, returned the lasso to Diana, and asked, "Do you know Metropolis?"

Diana just watched her poking her head there.

"It's okay, what do you want to know?"

Lucilia immediately asked, "Where can I find something delicious?"

The question made Diana laugh, and asked, "Especially sweets?"

"Yeah!" Nodded.

Lucilia jumped up and was about to go out, but was stopped by Diana, and she said, "I have a better idea, have you ordered takeaway?"

"It won't taste good when it's delivered."

The pie crust will soften, the sorbet will melt, and the milk tea will tend to be at room temperature no matter whether it is hot or cold. If it is served with ice, it will be even worse, and it will be mixed with water!

"Don't be afraid," Diana continued to stroke Lucilia's hair, "Order, we have super delivery."

She took out her phone, opened the map navigation, and chose the national dessert rankings, almost all of which were far away, but Diana asked Lucilia to order whatever she wanted.

"Bruce sure didn't enjoy this for you, did he?"

She smiled mysteriously, got up to open the door, and took out her mobile phone to send text messages. The moment she put down her mobile phone, a flash of lightning flashed, and a red arc drilled into the room.

"Do you need my help? Ms. Prince." The Flash asked seriously.

"..." Lucilia was dumbfounded.

Something strange has come in.

She tried to read The Flash's thinking, but failed. This human thinking quickly dazzled her, and she couldn't see clearly at all. She could only barely recognize some emotions about excitement.

"The Flash from the Justice League?" she finally realized.

Barry blinked slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold Diana's arm. In Lucilia's eyes, there was only a moment's gap, and the thinking content of the two people changed.

The Flash was a little more curious about her, and two or three different flavors of ice cream cones popped up next to Diana's head, looking forward to the deliciousness that was about to arrive.

"Hello, Gargoyle. You're right, I'm The Flash."

He went up to shake Lucilia's hand.

human etiquette.

Lucilia also stretched out her hand.

"So, where's your order?" The Flash asked cheerfully.

It’s okay if the food delivery person is Flash. Lucilia poured out a bunch of shop names and dessert names like beans in a bamboo tube, and Flash wrote down one by one to reassure her.

He ran away.

A few minutes later, he came back again,

Brought home two ice creams.

Tiramisu flavors and rum flavors.

"It will take time for them to make it, so I will deliver it one by one." Barry explained to Lucilia, and handed the cone to the little girl.

The gargoyle looked around and asked, "What about your share?"

"I finished eating on the way." Barry licked the corner of his mouth, very satisfied with the deliciousness, and at the same time said helplessly: "It's a pity that the calories are too few to eat."

calories.

It's an unfamiliar word.

Lucilia took out her phone to search.

There are professional explanations and easy-to-understand explanations. Lucilia chose the most understandable one: "Eating too many calories will make you fat, very fat."

Look at The Flash again.

Possibly only half of Superman?

Lucilia: "...the girls must be jealous of you, right?"

Barry: "?"