Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Wayne Manor.

45 minutes ago, Damian stood in the restaurant proudly raised his chin, and said coldly, "I want to see how powerful Grayson's cub is!"

45 minutes later, the milk-blonde soft-haired little tengu walked into the gate of Wayne Manor holding Dick's little finger. It held a small round fan nervously, and spread the fluffy wings behind it, earnestly and solemnly. He said to the little bat of Wayne's family: "Shaoyu Daitengu, come on!"

The sound of milk is milky, immature and ignorant.

Damian stared at its unconsciously taut wings, locked his cold eyes on those slightly trembling down feathers, and thought deeply: Grayson's cub is really amazing!

You see, it turns out that no superhero in the world has escaped the true fragrance warning, even the lawless demon boy Damian, the flag cannot be set casually.

A big bat and three little bats quickly surrounded the big blue bird, looking at the chubby cub with incomparable novelty, like watching a little angel who fell into the devil's cave, or like a family Finally, a soft golden retriever cub emerged from the cold and arrogant little black cat.

Dick was squeezed behind Damian by Jason's chest muscles in a second. He looked at the stiff Damian and Bruce with a deep expression, and he couldn't react for a while, so he could only say helplessly: "You all No training and homework? Why are you waiting in the living room for me to come back, I thought it was just a simple vacation?"

Jason straightened up and looked down at the little milk dog that had just reached his thigh. Under the latter's clear and ignorant eyes, he frowned and clicked his tongue, then turned his head and said, "I thought you knew that your illegitimate child had been killed by Alfred." De exposed?"

He looked at Dick with teasing and teasing eyes, squinted his eyes and said knowingly: "Which big tengu, huh?"

Dick: "..." I've been empty for a long time.

"Control your eyes a little bit, Little Wing."

Red Hood is about to type out the words "Dickie Bird, you know people, you know faces, you don't know your heart, you actually fucked a big tengu and gave birth to a cub" on his forehead - using cereal Guaranteed, his contraceptive measures are doing very well, and he has no plans to marry anyone and have children.

Dick hugged the little tengu in his arms, and pampered its soft milk-blond hair: "There are no Grayson cubs, in fact, this is the same family that the big tengu once mentioned, Shaoba big tengu, it's called Momo , the little guy is only seven years old this year, you'd better not scare it."

Amid Damian's envious and jealous eyes towards Dick, the little tengu nodded obediently and docilely.

Damian thought deeply: Seven years old?It looks like three or four years old at most, is it 1.2 meters?little man.

Dick rubbed the little milk dog's white baby fat soothingly, and asked gently: "Maomao, what are you looking at?"

Little Tengu blinked, leaned into Dick's ear embarrassingly, and whispered softly, "Brother Dick, that short little boy next to you seems to be looking at me all the time, it's me Are you sorry?"

Damian, a short boy: "..."

If it weren't for the pair of fluffy wings that feel good to the touch, Damian would have ridiculed him on the spot: "Are you kidding me, kid, you are only 1.2 meters short at seven years old, how dare you?" Questioning my height? !

In the strange silence, Little Tengu tilted his head blankly, subconsciously looking at Dick with his clear sky blue eyes, trying to ask for help: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's nothing, he...he doesn't like talking very much, um."

Dick was well aware of how fuzzy Damian was, the devil cubs were just like Bruce in that regard, they were the ones who would hide cats in their cloaks, call their makeshift mount Biscuit, and couldn't bear to leave kind.

Under Damian's murderous gaze, Dick touched his chin meaningfully, and said, "But I guess, he might want to touch your wings a little bit."

"I know, humans like fluffy."

The little tengu suddenly realized, it jumped out of Dick's arms, and its expression looked very serious: "You can only touch the end part, the base of the wings is more sensitive, only the owner or future partner I choose can touch it."

Damian stretched out his hand and rubbed it: "what?"

Little Tengu muttered, "...pretend I didn't say anything."

The little face was puffed up, and it looked quite unhappy. It could easily press Dick by the bedside and apply the medicine, but faced with Damian's stroking, although he didn't like it, it seemed to care about it. When it comes to Dick, it is still patient and allows the little green bird to fumble around indiscriminately.

It wasn't until Damian reached the base of its wings that it blushed and hid from the little plush boy, shrank behind the more familiar Dick, and hid by the hem of his clothes.

"It seems that Master Bruce's teaching about contraceptive measures to little master Dick is not ineffective, it's just a pity."

Alfred adjusted his single-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses that reflected light in the sun, and said leisurely: "I thought there would be a new little Grayson at home, you must know that Master Thomas and Mrs. Life has been expected for a long time, after all, young master Damian never acted like a baby."

Damian, who never acted like a baby: "...TT."

He turned his head and snorted dismissively, but within three seconds, he couldn't help leaning over again, standing beside Dick and stroking the soft fluff on the little tengu's wings.

They are also cubs, compared to the little milk dog stumbling around with fluttering little wings, Tim and Jason recalled the arrogant and bloodthirsty Damian again, and the two Robins exchanged a look at the same time—this is The correct way to open a cub, Damian is the bear child Ben Xiong.

"I like its name, Mao Mao, Mao Mao."

Tim said with emotion: "Is it here to help the big tengu clear up the misunderstanding? Take a look, this is a normal cub."

"Normal pups don't usually have wings."

Jason glanced at him, then turned to look at Batman who had been silent all this time, and asked, "Bruce?"

Bruce said without any objection: "Yes."

Dick stretched out his arm, picked up the two little dwarfs from left to right and turned them around: "Remember to live in harmony, little birds."

Little Tengu couldn't hold back his serious face anymore, and said very nervously: "Put me down, let me down, the wound on your arm is still not healed, I just changed the medicine this morning!"

Damian, who was hung on his arm by Dick's waist and abdomen, gritted his teeth, and bit down on the strong muscle on the big blue bird's forearm without politeness.

Dick frowned, and although Damian didn't use much effort, he still hissed pretendingly: "You're welcome, you little psycho, you will definitely leave a tooth mark."

Jason: "Demon bastard, let me go!"

"Huh, it's just good to leave a mark, it just reminds you, Grayson, who are you being so presumptuous to."

Damian snorted coldly, turned his gaze to Jason who interjected casually, and said, "I'm just teaching him a lesson, why are you so nervous? It seems that Alfred said that you targeted Grayson when you were young, It really is true."

Jason was furious. Taking advantage of Damian being held by Dick and being unable to move, he went up and rubbed his handsome face vigorously to vent his anger, and said, "Demon bastard, you are courting death!"

"Spoken words! You are the one who is courting death, Todd!"

The sensible Tim tried to stop it, but Red Robin pulled the little milk dog behind him first: "Get off Dick first, his wound is about to burst, you are going to scare Mao Mao."

"Maomao? Drake, you're so affectionate."

Damian said directly: "Next time that guy with half Kryptonian blood comes over with his wolf, you'd better yell Mao Mao in front of him."

Red Robin looked helpless: "Damian, it's just that Connor didn't give you a wolf, and you actually remembered him for so long?"

Dick was pressed on the sofa by Jason and Damian, and each of them started to rush to give him medicine with one arm as if in a competition: "Wait a minute, wait a minute? What did I miss?"

The four Robins got together and started bickering.

Alfred took off his glasses and wiped them, and said with great emotion: "The young masters look really energetic. It seems that you will be busy in the future, Master Bruce."

Bruce: "..."

In view of the size of Dick's bachelor apartment in Brudhaven, and his eating habit of eating cereal three times a day, the old butler ordered him to stay in Wayne Manor for recuperation. The villain was cut into pieces, and the rest of them were in danger, for fear that Nightwing would start to purge Brudhaven like Gotham's Batman, so the little tengu also lived in Gotham.

The first to start doubting life was Jason.

Since Onikiri sensed Tengu's arrival, he fell into a deep sleep ahead of time (in fact, he has often fallen asleep since the broken knife), so Tengu volunteered to take over half of Onikiri's housekeeping duties.

——Crying after being rejected.

"It's fine with the love bento and hot milk. Did no one really notice that this little guy flapped his wings and sent me food all the way to the safe house? I was taking the warhead, and a little golden retriever fell from the head. Seeing the wound on my abdomen, Baba insisted on following me on night patrol."

Then he killed the villain while crying...

The second-generation Robin held a milk cup and swallowed a mouthful of fried eggs fed by the little tengu. He always felt that something was wrong, and finally asked a real question: "The tengu race is like this... so /person/wife/, virtuous , dignified?"

Dick rubbed between his brows: "How many died?"

"One, but that guy deserved his death, abducted and sold underage girls, used /drugs/ to control them to do those disgusting things, and also tried to attack several government officials who proposed to restore the death penalty in Gotham and rectify underground prostitutes/houses. "

It was rare for Jason to be so happy. He narrowed his deep eyes slightly, like a dozing lion, rubbed the little tengu's wings lazily, and said leisurely: "Don't preach to our poor little golden retriever, it's still a dog. Where is the child?"

A child whose villain doesn't even have a scum left in the feathered storm. Fortunately, he thought that this little guy was the weak fellow that the big tengu once mentioned, so he held the little golden retriever in his hand with fear when he was on a mission, for fear that it would come out. What's the problem, and the result was a slap in the face in seconds... Heh, how weak.

The second person who doubted life was Damian.

After living in Wayne Manor for a few days, perhaps because the food was too good, Nightwing’s body fat rate increased a little bit, and the little tengu began to moult—the soft fluff fell off little by little, replaced by a big tengu. Iron Feather.

The first person to find out was of course Damian.

One night after dinner, the little tengu stood in the kitchen, learning how to make egg tarts from Alfred, while Damian stood in the living room watching for a long time, and finally couldn't help but admire the little milk dog's fluffy little wings Stretching out the devil's hand, he leaned over with a "super fierce" expression, and slapped it viciously.

The fluffy wing of the little tengu is bald.

Damian said solemnly: "..."

For the first time, the devil cub fell into a deep silence when he blew lightly and his hands were covered with flying black fluff.

Father, I seem to be going to bald Mao Maorua!

Damian was still thinking about buying the hair tonic produced by Lex Industries, but when he thought of Luthor's bald head, he immediately dismissed the idea, took Dick's phone, and started to Google the most famous brand of hair tonic.

Damian looked at the "Bawang Anti-Dandruff Shampoo" on the screen thoughtfully, then dropped the phone and left.

3 minute later.

"Why did you leave Dickie's cell phone here?"

Jason turned on the screen and glanced at it, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't say a word: "Dick, are you bald?!"

The next day, Dick received a bottle of hair tonic.

They had a fight in the Batcave, hand to hand.

This farce continued until Little Tengu announced to everyone excitedly and shyly that he was going to start moulting.

The little milk dog is very happy. According to it, the little tengus of the same age have already started to moult, and learn more powerful fighting skills outside of the housekeeping class, but it has always maintained fluffy wings, and even the wings are a little weak .

Alfred made a specimen of its first down feather and placed it in the living room, saying, "As a souvenir."

The little tengu shook its wings, leaving a place to commemorate.

Alfred: "..."

The little tengu obviously also inherited the instinct of the big tengu to refresh its wings immediately no matter how it loses its hair. Its down is also very similar to the big tengu. Light and soft, with a slight milky aroma.

Alfred used the black and gold fluff scattered by the little tengu to replace all the rooms of the Wayne family mansion with a four-piece tengu brand bed set, and stuffed a down jacket for the Wayne couple and several little masters, and gave Damian a nap. After wearing a sweater, the little tengu finally finished moulting and stopped shedding.

Highlighted in red: Damian has never seen any creature with such an enviable amount of hair!

The little tengu's newly grown wings are strong and beautiful. When the black and golden flight feathers vibrate, they can easily carry it across the sky and protect themselves.

Dick was very satisfied, and now he no longer worried about what would happen to the little guy when he returned to Gaotianyuan by himself.

The tasker is also very satisfied, but it is just the finishing work of the fusion world, and he can also solve the two villains who are threatening to the little bat by the way, which is simply a safe profit.

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