[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

The Osprey helicopter landed on the Wayne Manor horse farm.

Money can really do whatever it wants.When Joe Ward was in Gotham, a city where every inch of land is expensive, he saw the green grass and famous horses across half of the hill, and the little doctor who had been a commoner all his life was sore...

When he was sitting by the hatch and was about to jump down, the man who landed first still held him down with one hand.

Joward's head fell on his shoulder.

He hadn't noticed before that there was a faint smell of cologne on Bruce's body.

But this time it is not mixed with the smell of metal and leather, but with the smell of expensive high-grade wool on his suit, which makes Bruce exude a kind of "I'm super expensive" atmosphere.

Joe Ward: "Where's the colt, sir?"

Bruce: "Come with me."

He strode towards the stable, and the little doctor hurriedly followed behind.

In order not to let the suit on his body hinder the subsequent diagnosis and treatment work, he took off the suit jacket and hung it on his hand, revealing the white shirt and suit vest inside.

When he was lowering his head and rolling up his cuffs, Bruce, who was walking in front, stopped and turned around, and opened the door of the stable for him.

Bruce looked at the slender waist bound by the vest, his eyes were as dark as the night outside.

Joe Ward: "Hi Dick!"

A little boy with black hair and blue eyes is sitting next to the pony, playing games bored.

As soon as he heard his voice, Dick instantly entered the state, frowning and looking pitiful: "Father——"

Then he was astonished as if he had just seen Joward, with tears in his eyes: "Why are you?"

Joward said vaguely: "All kinds of coincidences..."

Now the richest man in Gotham and his precious son are all counting on themselves to cure the pony. Joe Ward's scalp is numb from the pressure, and he even regrets having to say that.

He squatted down tremblingly, and went to touch the colt that looked like the world's top breed.

As soon as his fingers touched it, the little pony snorted and threw his head back.

Joe Ward: "..."

Little Pony: "..."

They stared at each other in silence for a moment.

The foal rattled away.

Joe Ward: "..."

He is embarrassed.So embarrassed that he could only silently rub his hands.

Joe Ward: "This..." doesn't look sick...

Dick: "Oh! You just cured it, you're a great doctor!"

Joward: "...he looks healthy, just sleeping."

Dick: "But it's still spitting out water this afternoon. Look, those puddles are still there."

He pointed to the wet marks on the haystack to Joe Ward, and when he had finished pointing, he looked over again:

"Oh, it turned out to be urine."

Joe Ward: "..."

His mind, which had been dizzy with Bruce's rhythm, was gradually returning to normal now.

He strongly suspected that he had been tricked?

Bruce reacted faster than him, with a cold face on the spot: "Dick, these little tricks of yours are not out of date? You know how important the celebration is tonight, not to mention that you have tricked a kind stranger - need me again Remind you once, how precious is an adult's time?"

Joe Ward: "Uh..."

Dick's emotions exploded in place in an instant, so full that Joe Ward was startled:

"God! I hate your accent! Time! Time! Time! Everyone can have your time, but I am not entitled to it! I hate this family! I hate everything in this family!"

Bruce took a step forward, his tall figure brought an extremely strong sense of oppression in the cramped stable.

Inexplicably involved in a family war, Joe Ward had to protect Dick behind him like an eagle guarding his cub:

"Well, sir... have something to say or talk about it?"

Dick hugged his waist from behind and rubbed his timid little head against him.

The little doctor was already soft-hearted towards the child, and when the child rubbed softly, he looked at Bruce with a hint of vigilance immediately.

Bruce: "..."

Dick: XD

Wow, super fun, night watch is not so much fun!

The cold atmosphere between father and son was broken by the butler who arrived in time.

Ah Fu raised his eyebrows and looked at everyone in the stable, pointingly: "...Okay..., now I see your determination, master."

He stepped forward quickly, bowed slightly to the bewildered little doctor, and said with a smile:

"Meet you again, sir. Last time I didn't take good care of you, and you quietly left the hospital. My master lost his temper a lot."

Joward: "!!"

His blue eyes flicked back and forth between Dick, Bruce, and Alfred, and in just a few hours, his brain felt overwhelmed with so much information.

Ah Fu is the butler of the richest man in Gotham.

But it seems to be Batman's butler again.

Bruce is the patron of the Justice League.

He can use a bat phone.

But he doesn't know himself.

In summary:

Bruce is not only the patron of the Justice League, but also has a personal relationship with Batman!

Joward does his best not to think too peachy—that would be blaspheming his first hero.

He can only quickly compile a complete set of fortune experiences for the big bat:

The Dark Knight was born in a slum, with a heart of justice but powerless. He happened to meet the richest man in Gotham who had the same goal.

Batman also created the Justice League with the help of Bruce, exchanging money for superpowers, and gradually building this alliance of superpowers...

If this assumption is true, then Bruce Wayne must be a more virtuous person than Batman——

He instinctively wants to refute his own thoughts, because superheroes are the moral ceiling of human beings he knows, and he subconsciously feels that there will be no better people than them.

But if Bruce Wayne is not so good, it means that Batman, as the leader, is likely to bow to him for his team——

Ah, no, that big bat is too pitiful, he is determined not to imagine that silent Gotham knight who always takes care of everything properly, bowing down to another man!

Huh, the big bat can only be cool, not so pitiful, he doesn't allow it!

I can't think anymore, my brain is shaking...!

The poor little doctor held his head, and Bruce saw all the tangled look.

He winked at A Fu, A Fu understood, stepped forward and asked Joward: "Sir, would you like to stay in Wayne Manor and have dinner with my masters? After dinner, I will fly the plane and take you Send it back to the clinic, can you see if it's okay?"

Joward looked at the old butler's convincing gentle eyes, nodded silently, and said in a low voice, "My pleasure."

On the way back to Wayne Manor from the racecourse, Joward was carried back on horseback.

Bruce held his reins ahead.

He wanted to go up to the carpool, wrap his little boy in his arms, and hold both soft white paws into his hands—

But it's still too fast at this stage, the big bat calculated calmly.

In order not to scare Joe Ward away, he had to give both parties enough time and space.

Wayne Manor is located on half a high hill in the suburbs of Gotham, facing the sea on one side and the whole city on the other.When Joe Ward walked into the gate of the manor, he felt that there were signs of renovation in many places-this place had obviously experienced a disaster, but it was reborn from the ashes.

Dick was still angry.At the dinner table, he even mercilessly praised another knight in front of his father: "I would rather Batman be my father! Although I have never met him, he will definitely be willing to spend a lot of money. spend more time with me, instead of tossing about those boring entertainments all day long!"

Joward and Bruce sat at the end of the long table, and the little boy insisted on dragging a chair over to sit next to him, so Joward turned his head and whispered to help Bruce: "Dick, don't be like this, your father actually loves you very much .doesn't it prove that he flew back without a word when he saw your foal sick?"

Dick: "But he's not cool at all. Batman is cool. I also want to follow him to save Gotham. It's better than being left alone at home every day!"

Joward was forced to be helpless, lowered his voice again, and said softly: "You know, I have actually seen Batman. He is not as cool as you imagined. He is cold and fierce, and his speech is particularly hurtful. Will be as considerate as Mr. Wayne. If I were you, I would definitely prefer to live with Mr. Wayne."

Bruce: "..."

...Myocardial infarction, he doesn't want to eat.

After dinner, he accompanied Wayne and his son to have dessert after dinner, and was invited by Bruce to visit Wayne Manor.

The size of the manor was inhumane. Even the cage specially used for raising birds was three times the size of his small room in the attic.

Joe Ward turned his head to look dazzled, took out his mobile phone, and ran over to ask Bruce:

"Sir, may I take a photo as a souvenir?"

Bruce thought for a while, "Of course, but in a way, maybe it's not necessary."

Joe Ward: "?"

He grabbed his phone, snapped a picture, and was led by Bruce to visit the rooms in the manor.When they walked to the top floor and walked into a room that looked particularly spacious, Joe Ward was completely shocked by the entire glass curtain wall in the room.

Joe Ward: "Whoa...is this an observation deck, sir?"

The whole of Gotham is inside this glass curtain wall.At this moment, Gotham's scattered lights like a star array meet the Milky Way in the sky, making it difficult to tell which side is the night sky.

Bruce: "No. This is my bedroom."

He said, and then gently closed the door behind him.

For a little while he was silent.

His little boy stood in front of the window with his back to him, and Gotham outside the window surrounded him like a sky full of stars.

The sight was so dreamy that he couldn't even blink.

——Like a gift from God, the most cherished things in his life were put together, which made the dark knight feel happy and sad at the same time.

Joward was still holding up his phone to take pictures when a message came in unexpectedly.He opened it and saw that it belonged to Arthur.

Arthur: [Access control, kid? ]

Arthur: [1 minute late, two spanks. ]

Joe Ward: "..."

...It's over, I don't want to go home anymore, I forgot that there is a fierce ball and a house-breaking golden retriever waiting at home.

Wonder Woman sleeps for 10 hours, and may wake up in the early morning; before that, he has to carry these two balls alone...

Joward replied with a bitter face: [I'll be right back...]

He finished typing, but before the message was sent, the phone was gently taken away by the man behind him.

The deep fragrance of cologne enveloped him like a net.

Joward froze.

He subconsciously turned around and looked up. The man was holding the phone in his hand, resting his elbows on the glass curtain wall behind him, lowered his head and gently held his lips.

——It is held in the mouth, with a very light touch, and it will be broken with one touch.

But after dinner they all ate sweet, sticky berries.The remaining berry juice made their lips slightly sticky like real berries. When they slowly separated, their lips stuck together a little, and they were reluctant to leave until they got a little farther away. separately.

Joe Ward: "..."

Joe Ward: "..."

Joe Ward: "..." Damn it!

His first reaction was to quickly look around the entire bedroom to see if there was anything to defend himself, and where the escape route was;

But Bruce seemed to have expected it, and took another step closer to the glass curtain wall, trapping his whole body between the cold glass wall and the hot chest.

There was no cynicism in Bruce's blue eyes at the moment.

He was very sober, but his heart was not relaxed, pnA to Z passed through the heart of the dark knight like a horse, without keeping any of them.

He knew that he was irrational now, maybe the little boy who subconsciously avoided him before was subconsciously afraid of this irrationality;

After laying the groundwork all night, at the last moment, he suddenly decided to give up all his control and leave everything to his boy.

A kiss so passionate that it could melt diamonds, reaching deep into the sweet lips.

At the same time, the little doctor heard the man's somewhat ambiguous, deep and hoarse bat voice, which was still a familiar command sentence:

"—turn on your telepathy."