When Chaoying meets Little Siren

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

The next day Jason was woken up by the sound of water.

He slept very lightly, and almost turned over from the bed as soon as the sound of splashing water sounded, he was at a loss for a while, and then looked towards the source of the sound.

barrel.

Inside the barrel was a little white girl with no tail, no fins, and no scales.

That sound was probably the sound of her falling into the water after the tail changed back and she didn't step on her foot firmly.

How long has she been in cold water?Will you catch a cold?

It is said that mermaids will catch a cold because of soaking in cold water?

Is she a human or a mermaid in her current state?

There were too many questions, he was still a little sleepy, his mind was a little unconscious, he got out of bed subconsciously, found a bath towel, shook it on the top of the barrel, unfolded it, and covered things he shouldn't be looking at.

The little girl slept soundly, and was woken up by the sudden fright. She got up from the barrel and stood in a daze. Jason wrapped her tightly and carried her out of the barrel, and took the wet one Put it on the bed.

"Next time I'll bring you a stool to put in it, and step it out by yourself." Jason yawned and asked her to dry it by herself.

He looked around, last night Alfred brought him clothes and put them on the chair, he went to look through them, and sure enough there was a set of clothes in a small size.

The almighty Alfred.

But even the almighty Alfred couldn't go anywhere to buy a set of children's clothes in the middle of the night.

Jason also threw the clothes to the little one on the bed and told her to put them on later, and went to find a hair dryer and a towel to wipe his hair by himself.

When she came back, the little girl was dressed neatly and barely sober.

He came back with a towel, stood beside the bed and made gestures. The height was not suitable, so he went to bed and sat cross-legged.

The heavy curtains were not drawn, the lights were not turned on, and the room was dark.

The unsatisfied subconscious whispered that this place is safe.

Sleepiness covered him like a heavy quilt, and the little girl fumbled around, imitating him cross-legged and sitting in a small space circled by his legs.

That's why when Alfred knocked on the door and came in, he saw one big and one small sitting on the bed, the big one was holding the towel and wiping the little one's head once in a while. When the body tilted, it was about to fall to the side.

Jason was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door for a brief moment of clarity, and a Jiling stretched out his arms to retrieve the little girl who was about to fall off the bed.

"Good morning, Alfred."

Jason says hello.

Alfred: ...

Alfred was silent for a while, then turned on the light, and seeing the little girl trembling with fright, he said politely: "Master Jason, excuse me, may I know this lady's last name?"

"Huh?" Jason didn't realize it at first.

It took a while to come back to it.

"No, Alfred, I'm only twenty."

How could he be so talented to have such a big daughter? !

Jason lost his temper completely.

After the two of them packed up, they went down to have breakfast.

The little girl has short hair, which is fluffy after blown.

More like a lion.

Jason couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to push down her hair.

Weier floated slowly like a ghost, suddenly there was a pressure on his head, and when he looked back at the pressurer, he smiled foolishly.

This is not sober yet.

Dick followed behind and watched the whole process, amazed.

Look at what this man told him before?

"—I plan to send it to a shelter. I'm very busy and don't have time to raise children."

The rebellious young man in the memory clicked his tongue: "Only the old bat picks up children one by one at home, what a bad habit."

After all, people want to live as they hate hahahahahahahahahaha.

To complain in his heart is to complain like this, but Dick actually understands Jason's mentality better.

Walking alone with heavy burdens will feel empty, coupled with their own unsatisfactory childhood, this makes them reflect their regrets on people who have similar experiences to themselves, and use this regret as a benchmark for these people who have experienced similar experiences Make a complement.

Bruce was, and so was Jason.

Dick understood, and had no intention of objecting.

As the sharpest big brother in the family, Dick knows it all.

But that didn't stop him from moving behind Jason and jokingly said:

"I'm very busy and don't have time to raise children."

The tone is perfectly learned.

Jason:  …

Jason: "Go away."

"Huh." Weier looked in one direction, got excited, and raised his hand to signal: "Red Robin!"

Tim came down from the steps over there. After a pause, he said softly, "Call me Tim. My name is Tim Drake."

"Tim." Val changed his words obediently.

She added: "Want to keep listening, Penguin!"

Tim told her stories to distract her when she was locked in the little dark room with Red Robin.

Jason's eyes sharpened.

What stories do you tell your children? !

Tim, who was given a vigilant look by the second-generation Robin he admired, quickly cleared up his suspicions: "...the penguin man lost his penguin factory after that, and he can no longer produce penguins to peck people in the street. ,Then……"

He blurred strangely, his eyes a little erratic.

"...that's victory."

The little girl with sharp ears keenly caught the barely audible word and exclaimed, "Robin is so amazing."

The first-generation Robin has become Nightwing, and the third-generation Robin out of respect for the second-generation Robin, and because he thinks he can't replace the second-generation Robin, he calls himself Red Robin for the sake of distinction.

So the "Robin" here...

Robin Benbin: ...

Dick: ...

Personal worship in the story, no way, little Tim.

Dick made cryptic eye contact with him.

Tim, who was publicly executed in front of the second-generation Robin himself, really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.

Before he could practice, the little girl asked again: "Will his legs get better?"

Tim froze.

I just remembered that when I was describing that incident (variation), I also included the part where the second-generation Robin's leg was injured.

That injury caused the second-generation Robin to be absent from Night Patrol for a period of time. It really worried him for a while before he became Red Robin, so he was more impressed.

The little girl still remembers.

Facing her serious and focused eyes, Tim said: "...he will be fine."

Suddenly Jason rubbed her hair and said, "The story time is over, sit down and eat."

Bruce didn't show up.

Alfred brought the plate. It was not healthy to have dessert in the morning, but (as a bait) he promised Master Jason's cookies to be eaten occasionally in the morning.

In order not to favor one over the other, Alfred prepared a copy for each little master who was seated on time.

So he still has no part in master Bruce who is still in the Batcave.

Then add toast, half-charred bacon, and well-cooked eggs, and this is breakfast.

Originally, Val was quite wary of this loyal old housekeeper. Seeing him standing there without moving after placing the plate, he tentatively pinched a piece of cookie and put it in his mouth.

Val: "!!!"

Weier's obvious expression of discovering the New World amused everyone at the table.

The little girl gnawed off a piece of cookie, and seriously raised Alfred's level in her heart.

Whether he is from the White Room or not, as long as he feeds himself (with such delicious food), he is his own caretaker!

After breakfast, Alfred "asked" Jason to help get Bruce up.

Once Alfred's words have reached the level of "request", no one has the right to refuse.

This "hidden rule" that even the owner of the Wayne Mansion on the surface cannot avoid, Jason, who was quickly and forcefully drawn into this food chain when he just came back, is of course not immune.

After a pause, Alfred added.

"...Take Miss Weier with you."

Bruce in the Batcave was waiting to operate the computer to adjust the data. He only drew his attention from the digital sea when he heard footsteps.

I was a little surprised to see an unexpected person coming.

He obviously only called Weier over.

"Afu told you to go up." Jason choked out a sentence awkwardly.

Alfred's intentions are obvious.

"Thanks for letting me know, Jason."

Bruce relented, rubbing his temple wearily.

"But pour me a cup of coffee, will you?"

The tone of request he used was either an Alfred-style request, or an ordinary father's request for a child he regarded as equal.

Jason couldn't refuse.

The instant coffee in the Batcave ran out, which is why Batman troubled Jason to go upstairs for food.

Little Tail Weier wanted to follow, but Jason reached out to hold him steady.

The little girl whose forehead hit Jason's palm: "?"

"I'll come down later, you stay here." Jason said.

Jason didn't leave for long when Bruce called her name.

"Will, can you come here?"

"?" The little girl strolled over in an ignorant and obedient manner.

"I need your blood sample," Bruce said.

"?" What is the blood sample?The little girl thought blankly.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Bruce thought she had acquiesced, so he said, "Hold out your hand."

Val obediently complied.

So when Jason came back, he saw the little girl who had been there for 3 minutes looking at him tearfully.

You lied to me.

The sadness of being betrayed was written brightly on his face.

She also tightly covered the ball of hemostatic cotton in the crook of her arm, and stretched it out in front of his eyes tremblingly.

I don't know, I thought she was cut off a piece of flesh.

Jason:  …

Jason rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Instead, he cast his eyes of condemnation on Bruce who put the two small test tubes of blood into the testing machine.

Bruce: ...?

He tentatively said, "...coffee?"

Jason decisively confessed to Alfred, and his tone was a bit gloating: "Alfred said, thanks to the continuous consumption of some people, both instant coffee and coffee beans are in short supply, and the latest batch will be shipped home tomorrow .”

Bruce sighed, "Alf..."

He knew it was a tactful concern, which was why he could never refuse Afu.

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The author has something to say:

Touch a chapter to calm down every day ww

Author: Take two more mouthfuls of the little siren now, or you won't have to wait for a few more chapters.

Brother Bucket:?

And... Ming people don't speak dark words! ! ! !I want a little Will too! ! ! QA□□□□□□