[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

Bruce, who was accompanying little Angie in the hospital, didn't feel anything at all due to the turmoil last night.

Early the next morning, after feeding Angie a light breakfast, Dr. Beryl came over.He checked Angie's body, and then said to Bruce lightly, "Thanks, doctor."

Seeing what Bruce said, little Angie tilted her head, thinking of A Fu's teaching about being polite.So, she imitated Bruce and said, "Thank you, doctor."

The little girl's light-colored eyes are clear to the bottom, making you feel very sincere and sincere when she looks up at you.

What a well-behaved and polite boy!

It has nothing to do with the vexatious little girl who cried (?) Bruce with tears last night.

The delicate and handsome young doctor curled his lips slightly, and rubbed the girl's soft hair with a light smile: "Didn't I tell you to call me Uncle Beryl?"

"Hey, Honey, don't make me stress that again."

— After all, this person is lazy.

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, and then smiled sweetly: "Okay, Uncle Beryl."

This "uncle" sound was soft and sweet, which made a certain lazy devil suddenly have an absurd idea of ​​"Why don't you find someone else yourself?"

——No, No, No, No!

Beryl denied Silian in his heart.

Have a baby or something.Simply don't bother.

And he hates trouble the most.

Again, this person is lazy.

……

By the time Bruce packed up Angie's things and was about to take her out of the hospital, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

It looks like it's going to snow in Gotham today, and the sky is overcast.The dark clouds kept rolling, as if a storm was brewing that would hit at any moment.

Bruce had noticed the weather outside a long time ago, so he wrapped the little girl in three layers and turned into a little penguin, walking three steps and shaking five steps.

Bruce secretly glanced at the cuteness of the little girl for a while, and was amused to chuckle to himself.When the little girl finally ran out of patience and started pouting, she stretched out her long arms and hugged her.

"Let me hug you," Bruce said.There was still a lingering smile on the corner of his mouth.

"...╯^╰!!!" The little girl puffed her cheeks and turned her head to ignore Bruce angrily.

——I don’t even look at who wrapped her up like this!

——An Qi is going to die of heat! ! !

Hey... no way.There is a kind of cold called Master Wayne thinks you are cold.

If it wasn't for An Qi's difficulty in breathing and insisting on not wearing a scarf, then she would probably be wrapped tightly by our Master Wayne, with only a pair of eyes exposed.Then it is not a little penguin, but a human-shaped ball.

Stretching his long legs, Bruce strode toward the hospital entrance with Angie in his arms.His silver sports car was still parked in the underground parking lot of the hospital, but the place was colder than outside. In order to prevent An Qi from freezing, he called the company's driver to pick it up.

However, Bruce didn't know that the driver who picked them up was stopped outside the hospital by vehicles and journalists on the third floor, and couldn't get in at all.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz!" The phone rang.

Bruce switched arms to hold Angie, and took out his phone from his pocket.

Glancing at the calling number - it's Clark.

This little reporter called him last night, but no one answered after he finished telling "Snow White" to An Qi's little ancestor and called back.

"Mr. Wayne..." Someone called him from a distance behind Bruce, but he didn't hear him because of the distance.

After Bruce answered the phone, he continued to walk towards the hospital door without stopping.

"Oh, ThanksGod! Bruce, you finally answered the phone!!!" Before Bruce could speak, an anxious voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

"You don't have a god on Krypton, Clark." As soon as Bruce opened his mouth, he habitually slapped Clark.

After speaking, he glanced at little An Qi calmly.The little girl in this arms is really playing with the little ball on the hat hanging on the side of her face, and she is not at all interested in the new word "Krypton", which she has never heard of.

"What are you doing in Gotham?" Bruce asked in a deep voice.

As a Batman with a strong desire for control, his territorial awareness is like an African lion, focusing on his own territory.

Batman, however, has always been very exclusive.

"..." Clark choked for a moment, like a big golden retriever being bullied by his master, with drooping head and ears, a little aggrieved.

But as a friend, and as a comrade-in-arms, Clark only forgave Bruce for a moment.After all, he was like that to everyone.

"You're in trouble, Bruce."

"I've never had a lot of trouble." Clarke seemed to sneer when he heard Bruce, a little self-deprecating. "But I'm not so powerless that I need an outsider to intervene."

"No, Bruce." Clark on the other end of the phone shook his head repeatedly, even though Bruce couldn't see it, "That's not what I said! It's..."

"..." Bruce hugged little Angie in one hand, and stood still at the entrance of the hospital building with the phone in the other, "If you are talking about the fact that I will be surrounded by countless reporters, I have already foreseen it."

Nearly a hundred reporters formed a big U shape and firmly guarded the entrance of the hospital building.Bruce believes this is only part of it.There will be reporters squatting at him at the back door, side door, and parking lot of the hospital.

Bruce's guess was correct, but because he called the driver and the reporter recognized his car, the group of journalists with a keen sense of smell moved their positions early and blocked the main entrance.

Fortunately, the hospital's security guards were not idlers. They lined up and built a wall of flesh with their muscular bodies, preventing these crazy and unscrupulous entertainment reporters from running into the hospital building to disturb the patients and their bosses in the building.

Before seeing Bruce, the protagonist of the news, the reporters were still a little apprehensive about these security guards.But now when Brucey showed up, he still showed up with the little girl in the news, as if cold water had been poured into hot oil, causing a commotion in an instant.The reporters seemed to have been beaten instantly, and they didn't feel that it was getting cold, let alone that their hands were about to freeze, and they weren't even afraid of the strong and vicious security guards.

"Mr. Wayne, what is your relationship with this little girl in your arms?!" This question is quite normal.

"Mr. Wayne, did you send this little girl to the hospital late at night because of something you did?!"

"Mr. Wayne, it is said on the Internet that you frequently change female partners to cover up your unknown secrets. What can you say about this?"

"Mr. Wayne, did you adopt this little girl? How long have you adopted it? Why can't you find out the procedures for her adoption." The implication is that you didn't buy this child, did you? !Dirty capitalists!

The male reporter who asked this question turned into a "Knight of Justice" in an instant, vowing in his heart that he must make the whole of America recognize Bruce Wayne's infinite wealth and ugly face under his charm.

However, it is not known whether all this is due to the so-called "sense of justice" or shady jealousy.

Bruce reached out his hand to cover Angie's eyes in the flickering white light at the first moment.Bruce's hands are so big that they can completely block Angie's palm-sized face.With a dark face the whole time, he walked in a passage that was hard for one person to open by the bodyguards.

However, Bruce, who was in chaos, didn't notice the strangeness of little Angie.

The noisy and chaotic words got into An Qi's ears uncontrollably, she couldn't hear the content at all, she only felt that the noise made her ears hurt and her head was buzzing.

"very noisy……"

"Stop arguing..."

Little Anqi covered her ears with her head, looking extremely uncomfortable.But her words were drowned out by human voices, and no one would listen to her at all.Even if she heard it, she would want to draw attention to her "improper" relationship with Bruce.

In the end, Angie couldn't bear it anymore and screamed: "I told you not to argue anymore!!!"

Bruce heard that before he had time to do anything, the street lamps erected every two meters on the edge of the hospital wall and the wires above the street lamps burst into sparks.

Bruce turned his head knowingly, his pupils shrinking.

"!!!"

"spread!!!"

Bruce yelled, but no one heard him.

Until, two seconds later, screams sounded one after another.

"what!!!"

Several street lamps fell down inexplicably, and the wires supplying the hospital's power supply above the street lamps were suddenly disconnected, dangling and hanging down with electric sparks, which was frightening to watch.

People scattered in panic.The journalists, whose lives were threatened, finally stopped asking aggressive questions and kept their heads in their arms to stay away from this dangerous zone.

Bruce looked at the sudden situation in front of him in surprise, and he had an uncontrollable intuition in his heart.The hand holding An Qi was tight, but he restrained himself from looking at her, and instead buried her head in his arms.

……

A small commotion allowed Bruce to take Angie out of the hospital smoothly.The two returned to Wayne Manor after a day's absence.

I don't know if little Anqi also feels that she has done something wrong, she is extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved.Entering the living room, Bruce helped her take off the three inner and outer layers of clothes, put on fluffy rabbit ear slippers, and let her watch cartoons.

Bruce sat aside and looked at the little girl in front of him silently, his eyes were unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He had a strong premonition that the collapse of the hospital's street lights and the sudden disconnection of power lines had something to do with An Qi.

Bruce, who often fought superhumans and had superhuman partners by his side, was keenly aware of an invisible magnetic field erupting from Angie's body before that.

——What's different about her, does the clown know?

Bruce frowned, then let go.

Naturally will know.

Otherwise, how could such a soft and tempered little girl have nothing special to let the clown go out to her side? It can almost be regarded as doting on her for two years.

——However, how should I speak?

Bruce's mind turned so many times that he didn't know how to speak.

In the end, he chose the most straightforward way.

"Angie."

"Huh?" Little Angie turned to look at Bruce.This is a treat he didn't have two days ago.

The little girl tilted her head to look at him, and Bruce was also looking at him carefully.

Pale and fragile skin, delicate facial features, rare eye color and hair color.The light-colored eyes were clear and ignorant, and they were looking at him suspiciously.

Angie had been at Wayne Manor for about a week, but for the first time Bruce noticed that the child was born so beautifully, like an exquisitely crafted and expensive doll in the window.

"Just now at the hospital...did you do it?" Bruce asked her.

Obviously he didn't specify, but An Qi knew what he was asking.She nodded and said, "Yes."

Her expression and identity were indifferent, as if this was not something that raised eyebrows at all, but was as normal as eating and drinking.

After finishing speaking, An Qi frowned, and added, both distressed and complaining: "They are too noisy."

——So, she couldn't control her power for a moment.

Finally, the little girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"I didn't mean it. Fortunately, no one was hurt." Otherwise, she would be hurt herself.

Bruce sighed, feeling a little relieved.

But as everyone knows, An Qi also has a feeling of surviving after a catastrophe.

- Daddy will be angry if he gets hurt!

Dad was terribly angry.He will throw Angie to the big bat to eat! QQ

Seeing Bruce looking at her with a complicated expression, little Angie tilted her head again, and buttoned the sofa with her little hands uncomfortably.

"I, did I do something wrong?" The complexity in Bruce's eyes reminded Angie of the feeling of seeing Batman for the first time.It left her bewildered and helpless.

"...No, no."

After two seconds of silence, Bruce told her so.And reached out to rub the top of the little girl's hair.

"It wasn't your fault..." Bruce heard himself mutter.

——Ah Fu.

You don't know what an amazing little girl you propose to adopt.

My intuition told me—our Wayne family, this time, we have a terrible child.

Bruce thought wryly.

I don't know, if Bruce knows that he has drawn the little girl in his arms into his territory and labeled him "Wayne".