Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]
Chapter 94 Earrings
Those are indeed a pair of beautiful emerald earrings.
And it is a rare jade earring suitable for girls rather than mature women.
Bruce raised his hand and showed Lola the two slender drops of rain that he put in his palm, which seemed to be wet.
Lola's body involuntarily leaned forward, staring longingly at the two drops of emeralds—under the gorgeous lights, the two drops of emeralds reflected two quiet emerald green water lights in the palm of Bruce's hand. So clear and soft - Bruce was right, the earrings really looked like they would match Lola's eyes.
It's all so clear and pure.
Emerald is unmistakable, truly clear and pure, there is no doubt about it.
As for Lola, well...it's not what she seems to be at all.
Bruce looked at Lola, who was clasping his arms with both hands, and was obsessively changing postures and angles to admire the pair of earrings. He smiled slightly, and as soon as he closed his fingers, he held the earrings in his palm.
Laura immediately looked up at him, her eyes wide open, like a kitten whose cat teaser was suddenly taken away, her face full of disbelief.
"You should go to bed," Bruce said.
"Just, just show me?" Laura was stunned.
Before Bruce could speak, she lay faceless in his arms and muttered, "Papa Bruce."
She yelled and picked Bruce's fingers with her hands, but she obediently didn't use much strength, but yelled and dug a few times, as if she would not stop until she dug out the earring.
Bruce hugged Lola up with a smile, and then raised his brows strangely: the weight and feel...
One of his arms was still held by Lola, and he was holding Lola with the other hand. Now he felt that something was wrong, so he moved up the arms holding Lola, so that his feet were off the ground and his whole body Roller, who was leaning on him, was tossing and turning.
"You're too skinny," Bruce said.
"Girls look better if they are thinner," Laura replied.
Bruce didn't refute, but what really surprised him was not that Lola was so light, but that her weight was out of line with her size.
He carried Laura all the way to her room.
The room where Lola had slept in the last time she came was already made up.
Wayne's main house is big enough, this room has already been regarded as Laura's room.
Although Bruce didn't say anything, the old butler Afu had already taken care of it properly. After Laura left, he continued to add a lot of things that a girl of Laura's age needed to the room. Furniture, such as a small jewelry stand next to the bed, and a new bedside lamp that simulates a natural light source.
There is also a small door that was hidden after opening the adjoining room - the adjoining room has been converted into a dressing room.
Although the locker room is still empty, if there is no accident, the locker room will be full soon.
Bruce put Laura on the bed and sat up, and then let go of his fingers, allowing Laura to pull the pair of earrings into his hands.
A few strands of red hair fell to Laura's cheeks, and Bruce took a look, brushed them back, and rubbed her little head by the way.
"Go to sleep." He said, took the earrings in Luo La's hand, took out a small box to pack it, and then returned the small box to Luo La.
Laura held the small box with both hands, looked up at Bruce again: "Papa Bruce?"
"Huh?" Bruce whispered.
"Are you mad at me?"
"..."
"You're not angry." Laura said happily, "Oh, aren't you angry when I'm like this? You like me so much!"
"……I am angry."
"You're not angry," Laura said, and she put the little box next to the pillow, put her arms around Bruce's waist, and said, "I like you too, Brucey's father!"
She rubbed against Bruce, then kicked off her small high heels, jumped up to remove the quilt, rolled to the center of the bed, and buried herself with the quilt: "Good night, Papa Bruce!"
"...good night." Bruce whispered.
The lights went out, and his figure gradually disappeared as the door closed. Laura stared at his back for a long time. It was not until Bruce went downstairs that Laura pulled the quilt over his head suddenly.
"Hey," she whispered in the dark, "what are you doing hiding in my bed, Tibbo?"
"Shh," Tim whispered back. "Is he gone? Did he find me?"
"It's gone, I'm not sure, but probably not." Laura said, "He didn't pay much attention to the bed, and basically only kept his eyes on his head... I didn't notice you either."
Lola was already a tiny one herself, and Tim was quite a bit smaller than her, exactly the size of a child.
"You lied," Tim whispered, "you weren't surprised when you touched me! And you rolled over me on purpose when you lay down in the middle!"
"Although I didn't find you, I heard your heartbeat and breathing," Laura said, "and what are you doing here? Are you going to sleep with your sister tonight, Tibbo?"
Tim's voice was soft and urgent: "Shhh! Shhh! Be quiet!"
"If he really wants to hear what we're saying or put bugs in the room, it's useless for us to whisper..." Laura lowered her voice, thinking it was to cooperate with Tim and create an atmosphere. "What's the matter, Tibbo?"
She leaned in Tim's direction, groping for Tim in her arms.
Tim hissed slightly.
Laura's hand stopped: "I touched your wound? The red hood hit you pretty hard."
"It's okay," Tim said, "not a single bone is broken, it's just skin."
Laura was quiet with him for a while, and then Laura grinned: "That's not what you told me last time, Tibbo, you said last time that Red Hood didn't hold back when he hit you."
"...It's been a few days." Tim coughed and said seriously, "Did you reveal his tone?"
"Huh? You mean about the Red Hood?" Laura said. "It's not like you didn't hear what we said earlier."
"What was going on with you," Tim asked. "Do you know how much you drank?"
"You know a little bit." Laura replied, "I drank all the drinks they offered me, and there were all kinds of weird medicines in it... The wine is quite delicious, it doesn't taste like wine, it tastes like a juice drink."
"Why are you drinking?"
"I'm happy."
"What are you happy about?"
"I don't know," Laura said, "I'm just happy."
"You don't look happy." Tim sighed in the dark.
He raised his hand as if to pat Laura on the shoulder comfortingly, but his wet hand fell on Laura's face.
He touched it, found out Lola's facial features, and realized that the position of his hand was wrong. He pushed his hand down along Lola's hair, and he didn't stop until he touched Lola's shoulder.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Laura twisted her shoulders angrily, "Don't wipe sweat on other people's hair!"
... Tim silently withdrew his hand.
He thought about what to say for a while, and sorted out all the questions in his mind. When he realized that they had been quiet for an unknown amount of time, and that Laura hadn't spoken during this period, he tentatively called out: "Lola ?”
No one answered.
Although when Tim held out his hand, Laura was still lying warm on his side not far from him.
— but not breathing.
—Lola doesn't seem to be breathing very much.
Tim turned over a little nervously, and for a while, all kinds of chaotic and noisy emotions rushed over him. At this time, he belatedly began to envy the treatment Laura received in front of Bruce... But this kind of thing is still true , You can't envy you.
Anyway, he himself couldn't cry and make noise in front of Bruce like Laura did.
As far as he knew, Dick and Jason couldn't do that either.
In that case... I'm afraid this is the first time Bruce has been treated like this?
Tim recalled that Bruce went to the bar to hug Laura out, but instead, Laura hugged his waist and called "Daddy", rubbing his chest full of tears and drinks, and finally carried Laura back to the main house in a mess. The appearance of... Although he had laughed several times, he still pressed his face into the bed sheet and laughed out loud.
His laughter gradually became lighter, until it was drowned by his breathing.
Laura, who had been silent all this time, suddenly moved. She noticed Tim's appearance, carefully moved to his side, moved again, and then stretched out her arms to hug Tim.
She snickered twice triumphantly: Oh, I got it!
Then she tilted her head to the side and, slowly, fell asleep with Tim.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was quietly opened for a little while.
A tall figure walked in and walked all the way to the bed. There was no head on the pillow on the bed, but a small bag bulged in the middle of the bed.
He bent down and pulled the sheet gently, revealing two small faces that were leaning together under the sheet.
He watched them silently for a while.
When Tim woke up, he realized that he slept with Laura last night.
There was Lola's red hair under his cheeks, and it was no easy job pulling those hairs out without alarming Lola, and it was only when he was done and trying to get up that he realized what was really blocking him. What he got out of bed--wasn't Laura's hair at all.
Laura put her hands on his back, hugging him tightly like a little girl hugging her beloved doll.
Tim tried to struggle a few times, and finally collapsed back helplessly: "Lola—"
"Huh?" Laura said vaguely.
"Let go of me, before my father finds out that I'm not in the room..."
"Papa Bruce was here last night." Laura interrupted Tim in her lazy voice. "He lifted the covers for us and saw you too."
"...he doesn't think we have anything!" Tim's voice became louder, with a little panic.
"Why does he think that? You're too young," Laura said, and she let Tim go. "I don't like kids."
Tim said to himself how many years did you think you were older than me in his mind... but he didn't say it.
"Have you seen Dick?"
"No."
"Even peeking and eavesdropping?"
"Oh, what image do I have in your heart?"
"You're in luck then," Tim said. "Dick's coming back today."
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who voted [Landmine]: 3 of them; 1 of Phoenix, Yawei Lika, An Chengxi, and Miao Xueshock;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
狸狸300瓶;晴明雪100瓶;雅微利卡80瓶;付嘟嘟嘟40瓶;姬染、可怕的叶子30瓶;吃瓜的兔毛29瓶;Aaliyah26瓶;青色山风25瓶;3716724瓶;时笙、辉煌夏天20瓶;青霓12瓶;吕洗发水11瓶;五月渔郎、喵了个咪、墨鱼阳、静夜&幻雪、Zoey酱+_+、大灰狼的红帽子、哈莉J10瓶;叶啡君、金5瓶;飘零久已、是小神仙呀1瓶;
The collection has exceeded [-]!
There was originally an update, but I suddenly had something to delay ==
There is a chance... Let’s add more_(:з」∠)_
And it is a rare jade earring suitable for girls rather than mature women.
Bruce raised his hand and showed Lola the two slender drops of rain that he put in his palm, which seemed to be wet.
Lola's body involuntarily leaned forward, staring longingly at the two drops of emeralds—under the gorgeous lights, the two drops of emeralds reflected two quiet emerald green water lights in the palm of Bruce's hand. So clear and soft - Bruce was right, the earrings really looked like they would match Lola's eyes.
It's all so clear and pure.
Emerald is unmistakable, truly clear and pure, there is no doubt about it.
As for Lola, well...it's not what she seems to be at all.
Bruce looked at Lola, who was clasping his arms with both hands, and was obsessively changing postures and angles to admire the pair of earrings. He smiled slightly, and as soon as he closed his fingers, he held the earrings in his palm.
Laura immediately looked up at him, her eyes wide open, like a kitten whose cat teaser was suddenly taken away, her face full of disbelief.
"You should go to bed," Bruce said.
"Just, just show me?" Laura was stunned.
Before Bruce could speak, she lay faceless in his arms and muttered, "Papa Bruce."
She yelled and picked Bruce's fingers with her hands, but she obediently didn't use much strength, but yelled and dug a few times, as if she would not stop until she dug out the earring.
Bruce hugged Lola up with a smile, and then raised his brows strangely: the weight and feel...
One of his arms was still held by Lola, and he was holding Lola with the other hand. Now he felt that something was wrong, so he moved up the arms holding Lola, so that his feet were off the ground and his whole body Roller, who was leaning on him, was tossing and turning.
"You're too skinny," Bruce said.
"Girls look better if they are thinner," Laura replied.
Bruce didn't refute, but what really surprised him was not that Lola was so light, but that her weight was out of line with her size.
He carried Laura all the way to her room.
The room where Lola had slept in the last time she came was already made up.
Wayne's main house is big enough, this room has already been regarded as Laura's room.
Although Bruce didn't say anything, the old butler Afu had already taken care of it properly. After Laura left, he continued to add a lot of things that a girl of Laura's age needed to the room. Furniture, such as a small jewelry stand next to the bed, and a new bedside lamp that simulates a natural light source.
There is also a small door that was hidden after opening the adjoining room - the adjoining room has been converted into a dressing room.
Although the locker room is still empty, if there is no accident, the locker room will be full soon.
Bruce put Laura on the bed and sat up, and then let go of his fingers, allowing Laura to pull the pair of earrings into his hands.
A few strands of red hair fell to Laura's cheeks, and Bruce took a look, brushed them back, and rubbed her little head by the way.
"Go to sleep." He said, took the earrings in Luo La's hand, took out a small box to pack it, and then returned the small box to Luo La.
Laura held the small box with both hands, looked up at Bruce again: "Papa Bruce?"
"Huh?" Bruce whispered.
"Are you mad at me?"
"..."
"You're not angry." Laura said happily, "Oh, aren't you angry when I'm like this? You like me so much!"
"……I am angry."
"You're not angry," Laura said, and she put the little box next to the pillow, put her arms around Bruce's waist, and said, "I like you too, Brucey's father!"
She rubbed against Bruce, then kicked off her small high heels, jumped up to remove the quilt, rolled to the center of the bed, and buried herself with the quilt: "Good night, Papa Bruce!"
"...good night." Bruce whispered.
The lights went out, and his figure gradually disappeared as the door closed. Laura stared at his back for a long time. It was not until Bruce went downstairs that Laura pulled the quilt over his head suddenly.
"Hey," she whispered in the dark, "what are you doing hiding in my bed, Tibbo?"
"Shh," Tim whispered back. "Is he gone? Did he find me?"
"It's gone, I'm not sure, but probably not." Laura said, "He didn't pay much attention to the bed, and basically only kept his eyes on his head... I didn't notice you either."
Lola was already a tiny one herself, and Tim was quite a bit smaller than her, exactly the size of a child.
"You lied," Tim whispered, "you weren't surprised when you touched me! And you rolled over me on purpose when you lay down in the middle!"
"Although I didn't find you, I heard your heartbeat and breathing," Laura said, "and what are you doing here? Are you going to sleep with your sister tonight, Tibbo?"
Tim's voice was soft and urgent: "Shhh! Shhh! Be quiet!"
"If he really wants to hear what we're saying or put bugs in the room, it's useless for us to whisper..." Laura lowered her voice, thinking it was to cooperate with Tim and create an atmosphere. "What's the matter, Tibbo?"
She leaned in Tim's direction, groping for Tim in her arms.
Tim hissed slightly.
Laura's hand stopped: "I touched your wound? The red hood hit you pretty hard."
"It's okay," Tim said, "not a single bone is broken, it's just skin."
Laura was quiet with him for a while, and then Laura grinned: "That's not what you told me last time, Tibbo, you said last time that Red Hood didn't hold back when he hit you."
"...It's been a few days." Tim coughed and said seriously, "Did you reveal his tone?"
"Huh? You mean about the Red Hood?" Laura said. "It's not like you didn't hear what we said earlier."
"What was going on with you," Tim asked. "Do you know how much you drank?"
"You know a little bit." Laura replied, "I drank all the drinks they offered me, and there were all kinds of weird medicines in it... The wine is quite delicious, it doesn't taste like wine, it tastes like a juice drink."
"Why are you drinking?"
"I'm happy."
"What are you happy about?"
"I don't know," Laura said, "I'm just happy."
"You don't look happy." Tim sighed in the dark.
He raised his hand as if to pat Laura on the shoulder comfortingly, but his wet hand fell on Laura's face.
He touched it, found out Lola's facial features, and realized that the position of his hand was wrong. He pushed his hand down along Lola's hair, and he didn't stop until he touched Lola's shoulder.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Laura twisted her shoulders angrily, "Don't wipe sweat on other people's hair!"
... Tim silently withdrew his hand.
He thought about what to say for a while, and sorted out all the questions in his mind. When he realized that they had been quiet for an unknown amount of time, and that Laura hadn't spoken during this period, he tentatively called out: "Lola ?”
No one answered.
Although when Tim held out his hand, Laura was still lying warm on his side not far from him.
— but not breathing.
—Lola doesn't seem to be breathing very much.
Tim turned over a little nervously, and for a while, all kinds of chaotic and noisy emotions rushed over him. At this time, he belatedly began to envy the treatment Laura received in front of Bruce... But this kind of thing is still true , You can't envy you.
Anyway, he himself couldn't cry and make noise in front of Bruce like Laura did.
As far as he knew, Dick and Jason couldn't do that either.
In that case... I'm afraid this is the first time Bruce has been treated like this?
Tim recalled that Bruce went to the bar to hug Laura out, but instead, Laura hugged his waist and called "Daddy", rubbing his chest full of tears and drinks, and finally carried Laura back to the main house in a mess. The appearance of... Although he had laughed several times, he still pressed his face into the bed sheet and laughed out loud.
His laughter gradually became lighter, until it was drowned by his breathing.
Laura, who had been silent all this time, suddenly moved. She noticed Tim's appearance, carefully moved to his side, moved again, and then stretched out her arms to hug Tim.
She snickered twice triumphantly: Oh, I got it!
Then she tilted her head to the side and, slowly, fell asleep with Tim.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was quietly opened for a little while.
A tall figure walked in and walked all the way to the bed. There was no head on the pillow on the bed, but a small bag bulged in the middle of the bed.
He bent down and pulled the sheet gently, revealing two small faces that were leaning together under the sheet.
He watched them silently for a while.
When Tim woke up, he realized that he slept with Laura last night.
There was Lola's red hair under his cheeks, and it was no easy job pulling those hairs out without alarming Lola, and it was only when he was done and trying to get up that he realized what was really blocking him. What he got out of bed--wasn't Laura's hair at all.
Laura put her hands on his back, hugging him tightly like a little girl hugging her beloved doll.
Tim tried to struggle a few times, and finally collapsed back helplessly: "Lola—"
"Huh?" Laura said vaguely.
"Let go of me, before my father finds out that I'm not in the room..."
"Papa Bruce was here last night." Laura interrupted Tim in her lazy voice. "He lifted the covers for us and saw you too."
"...he doesn't think we have anything!" Tim's voice became louder, with a little panic.
"Why does he think that? You're too young," Laura said, and she let Tim go. "I don't like kids."
Tim said to himself how many years did you think you were older than me in his mind... but he didn't say it.
"Have you seen Dick?"
"No."
"Even peeking and eavesdropping?"
"Oh, what image do I have in your heart?"
"You're in luck then," Tim said. "Dick's coming back today."
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who voted [Landmine]: 3 of them; 1 of Phoenix, Yawei Lika, An Chengxi, and Miao Xueshock;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
狸狸300瓶;晴明雪100瓶;雅微利卡80瓶;付嘟嘟嘟40瓶;姬染、可怕的叶子30瓶;吃瓜的兔毛29瓶;Aaliyah26瓶;青色山风25瓶;3716724瓶;时笙、辉煌夏天20瓶;青霓12瓶;吕洗发水11瓶;五月渔郎、喵了个咪、墨鱼阳、静夜&幻雪、Zoey酱+_+、大灰狼的红帽子、哈莉J10瓶;叶啡君、金5瓶;飘零久已、是小神仙呀1瓶;
The collection has exceeded [-]!
There was originally an update, but I suddenly had something to delay ==
There is a chance... Let’s add more_(:з」∠)_
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