[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

4 o'clock in the middle of the night.

The communicator rang, and Jason quickly jumped up from the bed, touched the communicator on the table to answer.

"Red Hood is online."

The unusual hoarseness of the voice made the person on the other side of the communicator pause for a moment, and then he spoke quickly and naturally: "The itinerary has been arranged, and someone will pick you up at Metropolis at 9:[-] tomorrow morning."

It was Bruce.

Jason woke up immediately.

"We can go back by ourselves." He was unusually tired, making the protest sound a bit unembarrassed.

"Clark doesn't have enough space in his car." Don't think he doesn't know how much Lucilia has loot.

"It's not much..." Jason suddenly remembered something, and rummaged through Lucilia's clothes, and sure enough, he found a few extra monitoring devices, and was speechless: "You didn't listen to it all night, did you?"

"No, we slept through it."

Jason: ... Isn't that what the fuck means listening to it all night?

The big red bird suddenly lost his temper: "Understood, 9 o'clock in the morning."

"9 o'clock?" Lucilia looked at him brightly: "Are you going to sleep? There are still 9 hours before 6 o'clock."

Jason quickly hung up the communicator and gritted his teeth: "Are you still full?"

"How could the devil be 'full'?" Lucilia smiled lowly, wrapping her arms around Jason's neck from behind, holding his ear bone in her mouth, nibbling on the scarlet marks left before, and carefully rubbing the fragile and delicious part ,"tired?"

"No."

No, it is definitely not possible.

But if you can't continue, you definitely can't continue.

"Good night." He quickly got into the quilt.

The devil smiled, wrapped Jie Bird into spring rolls through the quilt, and hugged Gulu in his arms contentedly.

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9:[-] am.

It was Alfred who went to the metropolis to pick him up.

With the help of Diana, Lucilia has packed up and is going to plan Jason to get up.

"Is he still asleep?"

Diana was quite surprised. She always thought that Jason was taking care of Lucilia, but soon, she read the key information from the gargoyle's contented "Is he tired?" and shook her head dumbfounded.

"Be gentle with humans." The Amazon warriors on Paradise Island were not stingy, and tried their best to pass on their own experience. "They are very fragile, and their movements must be gentle. They can't last too long, and they can't sleep too late."

The gargoyle nodded obediently, saying that he would remember it.

Ah Fu was listening quietly, without expressing any opinions, like a simple guardian statue, quietly watching the surrounding changes in the corner.

Lucilia sensed the gaze and looked back at him.

"Mr. Pennyworth?"

"Just call me 'Ah Fu'." Alfred said with a smile.

Diana and Alfred were responsible for carrying the luggage, while Lucilia's main job was "carrying" Jason.

So she probed her brain, trying to hug the princess in a story.

"No need." Jason had already woken up and was getting dressed.

He used tights and trousers to cover the bruises pinched by the gargoyle, and at the same time he was thinking about what kind of sweets he could use to talk to Lucilia about controlling his strength.

Lucilia noticed and said, "We can come here a few more times, just as training."

If you always "train control" like this, will you hang up? !

Jason ignored the gargoyle on the surface, but complained wildly in his head.

After the little devil rolled into the bed laughing, Jason began to think about other things.

Such as those listeners.

Thinking that maybe last night's recording had already spread all over the house, he just wanted to play dead. Didn't he hear that Alfred made Lucilia call her "Alfred" for short?This obviously treats Lucilia as a family member!

How come no one came to ask his opinion?

Although he really has no opinion...

Lucilia: ...?

The gargoyle looked at the top of Jason's head, and then at the room. In her perception system, the whole room was filled with tangled black wool balls, all of which came out of Jason's little head.

By the time they got back to Wayne's and started unloading, the hairballs didn't go away.

Of course, Diana would not follow Wayne's house. Anyway, there are many people in the family, so unloading is not troublesome at all.

"... all of these?" Tim was stunned by the mountain of loot.

The young president didn't have much experience in shopping with his female companions, so he was suddenly startled by the pile of shopping bags that filled the back row of the 7-seater.

"Fuss."

Damian hummed loudly, refusing to admit that he was intimidated.

Two dogs jumped down one after another.

"Bones, huh? You're Bart, right?"

Damian was healed immediately, and left the work to the third brother who was working overtime. He took the two dogs by himself, called ACE and Titus, and began to indulge in dog smoking.

Work?

That's why Drake is still there.

Tim: ...

Tim: This is really a brother.

Bruce also came over, and while Jason and Lucilia were packing their luggage in the bedroom, he secretly took the fish tank and the demon inside it away.

Tim: ...

Tim: I didn't see I didn't see I didn't see.

Keep working.

Back inside, Bruce puts the fish tank on the windowsill of the dining room.

He moved a large square fish tank, re-made some decorations suitable for raising hexagonal dinosaurs, and then picked up Folz and put it in a new fish tank.The long glass tank is placed inside the cabinet by the window, covered by a thin gauze curtain, which can not only maintain a certain amount of light, but also create a cool and comfortable environment, which is very suitable for a hexagonal dinosaur to live in.

Foltz looked around and felt comfortable.

While demons don't need extra care, if it is available, no one will refuse it.

"What do you want to know?"

the devil asked.

Foltz has an impression of Batman, and he doesn't think that this human being will take care of his daily life in vain. He wants to leave, but he can't leave now.

Bruce was not in a hurry to ask, he whistled and summoned Sam.

The boy is slowly swallowing a big fluffy cotton candy, and there is no emotion in his horizontal pupils. Compared with Lucilia, an unreliable owner, Sam has learned more knowledge in the Bat Cave, and he is no longer Just a silly little sheep.

"Don't let it leave this fish tank, remember?"

Sam nodded obediently.

Bruce then leaves.

Sam and Foltz looked at each other.

"It's unbelievable." Foltz was a little annoyed, "Have you forgotten our purpose?"

"I did forget it before." Sam didn't try to lie, and there was no need to lie, "The human mage did something before and implicated me. As a result, part of me was swallowed by a hell plant, and I couldn't find it for a long time. Going back to my own memory, I can’t think well.”

"Now that you have regained your abilities and memory, what are you doing?!" roared angrily.

But it is so small, it only serges twice, without any threat.

Sam looked at it, very calmly: "I can't beat Lucilia, and neither can you."

As he said that, Sam took another sip of the marshmallow, letting the sweetness slowly melt in his mouth. He seemed to be smiling, but for anger, Sam had written disgust on his face.

To be honest, when he tried to make a human expression with the sheep's face, the whole animal became even weirder.

"We can't beat Lucilia, no. Let's take a step back, even if that person won't come out to take care of our affairs, so what?" Sam spread his human hands: "You Still can't beat Lucilia."

Foltz: "..." It makes sense and cannot be refuted.

"Follow humans to eat and drink, why do I have to do things with you?"

After Sam finished eating the marshmallow, he threw away the stick, took out another piece of salmon, slowly put it into his mouth, chewed, his eyes were still fixed on Foltz, and he muttered: "I want to open it up, we will have it in two days." Hell, why bother yourself."

Foltz wanted to say something else, but Bruce just came back, and he shut his mouth, watching humans install a pet camera facing the fish tank.

The demon doesn't recognize this, but that doesn't stop it from feeling bad.

At this time, there was a "ding" sound.

Sam's sheep's ears trembled immediately, but Bruce just rubbed his head and told him, "Wait a while, Alfred won't let us touch the oven."

The sheep stood up obediently immediately.

Folz in the fish tank couldn't understand their conversation. He watched the human go away in a daze, then saw the butler walk in, passed the dining room and entered the kitchen, and opened the oven door calmly.

A burst of wonderful fragrance overflowed in an instant, filling the entire kitchen and quickly occupying the dining room.

"Roast leg of lamb!" Sam jumped up.

Jason who followed behind was stunned: "You can talk?"

"I just thought of it a few days ago."

Sam is a devil, not afraid of scalding his mouth at all. He picked up the leg of lamb and began to chew. The sheep's teeth gnawed on the leg of lamb, leaving a circle of neat tooth marks like roses.The teeth of herbivores are smoother and more regular than those of omnivores, giving the feeling of grinding meat with a blunt knife, squeezing out more juice, and making the meat more fragrant.

Jason felt like he was starving.

"Foltz is angry, how about you?" Oh no, this question is unnecessary. "Gluttony?"

Sam nodded and went on eating the leg of lamb.

Such a big leg of lamb was longer than his upper body, so he gnawed the meat and bones into it. It seemed that he was eating slowly, but in fact the speed was so fast that he couldn't swallow it at all.

"He's still ruminating."

Damian got in to watch the play and helped explain by the way.The bear boy leaned over to the window sill to look at the hexagonal dinosaur again, and found that there was no hair, so he immediately disliked it a lot and ran away.

"You know he's a demon, and you're still supporting him?" Folz felt incredulous.

"Support?" Jason frowned, "Does keeping a pet count as support?"

Lucilia didn't know when she came in and smiled at the side, looking like the whole cat was bad: "Of course not. And we plan to raise you too, Fultz."

Foltz was shocked suddenly: "I am a devil! How can humans raise devils?"

"?"

Jason showed the expression of looking at a mentally handicapped child.

"You look at the 'stuff' in the room and repeat your question."

Foltz looked around.

I froze for a while.

Very humane "Fvck" loudly.

Counting the two hellhounds and itself, there are at least 6 demons in this house!