Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Chaos is not enough to describe Lola and Jason at this moment——Lola first jumped up from Jason's body, changed her clothes in lightning speed, and then remembered that Jason was still wearing a princess dress and was tied up in a bondage disheveledly. bed.

She hurried over to untie Jason, and changed his clothes in one go.

"...Wow," Jason said bitterly, "why didn't you help me change my clothes when Mary Jane knocked on the door last time?"

"Because it was more interesting to see you flustered and flustered last time, Jay." Laura said, "And this time it's my daddy outside the door!"

They quickly arranged each other's clothes. First, Jason spread his arms and circled in front of Laura: "T-shirt? Pants? Shoes? All ok?"

"OK." Laura said quickly, "Pull the neckline down a little, please. You are wearing a T-shirt, not a shirt. If the neckline is so up, it is... I don't know, I forgot how to say that word! God, I am now I'm going crazy with all this mess in my head... how about my clothes?"

She turned around in front of Jason, her furry coat and skirt gently opened with this movement.

The length of this skirt only reaches Laura's thigh, and two slender, muscleless calves are staggered under the skirt. Jason's brain is filled with all kinds of praise words and imaginations, but he wants to think of every one of them. Can't get up.

He was stunned for a second before remembering from Lola's urging eyes that he should answer what Lola's clothes looked like.

"Perfect," he said, leaning over and kissing Lola on the cheek.

Lola giggled and slapped Jason away—then suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised her hand to hold Jason's face.

"You still have slap marks on your face," Laura said.

"Then what should I do?" Jason gasped, and asked Laura without any hope, "Do you have liquid foundation, concealer or something?"

Laura asked back, "You still don't know if I have these?"

"That's over."

"It's okay," Laura said calmly, "I slapped you on the face and not on mine. Daddy must be angry now. Maybe seeing this will improve his mood a lot."

"You think too simply! I know you are very good at fathers, but this kind of thing, believe me, my opinion must be more in line with their thinking than yours..."

"Why are you so confident." Laura grabbed Jason's hand and walked into the living room.

Jason followed him closely: "I know it's enough to bring into the father's role to think about the problem a little bit, imagine if I had a daughter as cute as you, and imagine my daughter was taken by some brat... …I swear I'm going to take that brat's brains out with a crowbar."

"If I had a daughter, she'd be the one who got the boy," Laura said. "Calm down, Jay, calm down."

She stopped Jason from following her to open the door, pushed him to sit on the sofa, turned on the TV, stuffed the remote control into Jason's hand, and pressed down with one hand when Jason tried to get up from the sofa. , made a "stop" gesture.

Jason froze.He looked at Laura pitifully.

"No," Laura said, "sit right here."

Jason's body fell back heavily on the sofa cushion.

Laura opened the door.

"Daddy!" She threw herself into Clark's arms, "I miss you so much!"

Clark hugged Laura hard and said, "I miss you too, Laura."

"You said that you miss me very much but rarely come to see me. How can you miss me so much?" Laura complained, "I took the initiative to visit you. I have been there several times!"

"Sorry, dear."

"It's okay, I know you're always busy saving the world." Laura said, she took Clark's hand and led him into the living room, "Jason, go get daddy something to eat and drink."

Jason stood up in response, he forced himself to be calm, and glanced at Clark a little helplessly.

"Hi, Dad..." he said, and froze.

Clark fell silent too.

God, why did I just call this name out of my mouth in such a fucking way!Jason screamed in his heart!He swears he didn't think to call Superman "Dad"!He was just seriously thinking about what to call the other party!

Superman didn't wear Superman's uniform, so he felt that it might be more appropriate to call the other party Mr. Kent directly, and then his thinking diverged to the point that he must call the other party's father after he got married, so what should he call Mrs. Kent at that time is a problem, and what I have to ask Laura what he thinks... and when he reacts, he has already called out this name.

As for Clark, who was suddenly called "Dad", his mood was also very complicated.

It was much more complicated than Jason, to the point where he stopped straight away.

Laura looked at Jason's expression.

After he called out "Dad" with an embarrassed smile, his face showed a very wonderful change, from shock to bewilderment to misery and finally to a mournful concubine, with rich emotions, clear layers and gradual progress.

The most wonderful thing is that he is already miserable, but Laura can see a bit of humor from such violent mood swings - just like people always laugh at the protagonist's misfortune when watching a movie like that.

Another client who was dragged into an extremely embarrassing situation by Jason's blurted address, Clark, miraculously calmed down after seeing Jason's expression of wanting to commit suicide on the spot.

"...Hello." He said, smiling slightly reluctantly but kindly at Jason.

As for the embarrassment of saving Jason?Just let him bear the torment himself.

Jason trotted over to get drinks and food to entertain Clark.

And during the time when Jason was gone and it was clear that he would never be back for a minute or two, Clark turned his head and put his eyes on Lola's face.

"Laura."

He calmly called Laura's name.

"I'm not young anymore! I can have a boyfriend!" Laura blurted out reflexively.

Clark relaxed his serious expression a little and smiled.

But before he could speak, Laura immediately said again: "I was wrong daddy."

She's always so quick to admit her mistakes, and always very sincere, Clark thought a little out of place, but it's a pity that she just- doesn't really think she's wrong, she's just following his logic to find out what's wrong with her actions The inconsistency and apologies for that.

"Why do you think you're wrong?" Clark asked softly.

He was wearing very plain sportswear today, but before knocking on Lola's house, he took off his rustic big-rimmed glasses and arranged his hair.

When his appearance is so correct, he can wear whatever clothes he can find, regardless of the matching and fit, as long as he doesn't deliberately bend his back, cover his face, or speak vulgarly, that kind of handsomeness is the best. Impossible to go unnoticed.

So when he smiled at Laura and looked intently into Laura's eyes, it was obvious that Laura's attitude became more docile.

"I don't really understand what's wrong with me," Laura said, "but since you're unhappy, I figured there must be something wrong with me."

"Oh." Clark raised his eyebrows, "It's so frank."

"I'm very honest." Lola smiled and sat back a little, crossing her legs on the sofa.

Clark coughed lightly and reminded, "Don't sit like this outside."

Laura quickly pulled the hem of the skirt up to her knees, but no matter how she pulled it, the length of the skirt couldn't achieve the effect she wanted-so she had to put down her crossed legs and keep her knees in order squarely together.

"Normally, we don't interfere with the emotional life of our children. I think you have the freedom to fall in love and enjoy it, despite your age..." Clark pondered for a while, "...somewhat controversial, but Anyway, it is unreasonable for me to allow you to fall in love freely if your biological age is in your twenties."

"...and then?" Laura asked cautiously.

"But you can't go too far," Clark warned, "and you go too far."

"...Do I have it?" Laura observed Clark's expression and hesitated, "What do you think I... did too much?"

"I'll talk to Jason about this." Clark said, he nodded towards Jason, his eyes turned around the wine and dessert in his hand, "and, I don't drink much."

"Jason doesn't drink alcohol, he pours it after a few glasses. He only drinks milk." Laura said to Clark in a low voice.

"You're not allowed to drink too much, either," Clark said. "I rarely discipline you, not because I think your behavior is perfectly in line with the rules or I agree with them, but because I don't think it's time to discipline you—maybe Now is the time."

He glanced meaningfully across Jason's face and repeated, "It's time."

For the first time, Jason felt that those superhuman blue eyes, praised by everyone as warm, broad and vast, could become so evil.

He couldn't help shivering.

And Laura opened her eyes wide: "Daddy!" She sounded aggrieved and unbelievable, "You...you are so fierce!"

"Do I have it?" Clark stood up, he glanced at Jason, then at Laura, his tone was still calm and peaceful, "Relax, sweetheart, I'll wait a while before I can take care of you—you Lend me your boy for a while, okay?"

He smiled at Laura.

So Laura became docile again: "...Okay daddy...Okay, let's talk about other things when you come back?"

"Of course, honey."

Jason was dejected and carried away by Clark.