[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

When the hour hand of the clock hanging on the wall in the ward pointed to nine, Inanna looked up at the clock with a feeling, then took the white motorcycle helmet on the table next to the bed, and stood up: "Since you are I'm already in the treatment facility and my curiosity has been satisfied, so it doesn't matter if I leave now, right?"

Bruce, who was sitting on the hospital bed, smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Thank you very much today." After he finished speaking, the Wayne brothers who had already found chairs and sat around Bruce's hospital bed— This scene looked a bit like a simple symposium—they all stood up.

Dick looked at Bruce on the hospital bed, if it wasn't for the presence of the blond girl, he would probably be able to rush back to the Batcave to start working immediately, and then thought about Alfred in the manor who was in a terrible low pressure state when he heard that his young master had entered the hospital. I don't know why, but I felt a sense of schadenfreude, so I decided to speed up the process of what was bound to happen.

"Bruce, it's getting late. I think you should be tired after what happened today. Take a good rest, and I'll go back first."

Tim and Damian, who heard the words [-]% fart, looked at each other. Although they didn't really want to admit it, but in terms of watching some "innocuous" jokes of their old father, Wei The son of the En family is surprisingly united.

"I'm also going back to the manor, and I will send Miss Inanna off by the way."

"I'll go back first too, father."

Seeing the sons who were preparing to leave neatly, Bruce suddenly realized something was wrong: "..." Wait, you are all gone, how can I explain what happened to Fu today when I go back alone?

But in order not to disturb the "exhausted" old father, the sons followed behind the blond girl very considerately, and quickly left the ward.

Bruce, who was left to "rest" in the ward, silently withdrew his hand to keep his sons.

The moment she stepped out of the hospital, the night wind blew across the pavement with a hint of coolness, and Inanna stretched out her hands to gather her hair that was like flying golden threads in the wind.

Dick is going to go back to the manor to meet the old butler who hasn't been seen for a long time since he left Gotham with the circus, and Damian needs to go back to the Batcave to wait for Bruce who slipped out of the hospital and start tonight's night Patrol, Tim said goodbye to the two and walked straight towards the blond girl walking in front of the three of them.

Behind Tim, Dick, who was supposed to have turned away, stood there and watched as he walked up and patted the blond girl on the shoulder, who turned to look at him.

Under the light on the street, the handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes was talking to a blond girl whose profile was so beautiful that it could be described as thrilling. People can feel a happy smile at a glance, but there is a certain kind of joyful emotion in those blue eyes, and people can understand the meaning at a glance-he thinks these eyes are looking at People are lovely.

Dick watched the scene and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

After walking a certain distance, Damian found that there was no idiot Richard beside him, so he turned his head and saw the back of Dick standing there as if he had taken root. He walked over speechlessly and slapped him: "Grayson, what are you doing here? Don't you want to leave?"

Startled by Dick's sudden slap, he looked down and walked to his side, crossed his arms, looking at Damian with disdain, and stretched out his hand to touch the little wing's head , and the outstretched hand was opened as expected.

Dick, who didn't mind, rubbed the back of his hand that was a little sore from being slapped. When he looked up, his younger brother and the blond girl had disappeared. Not grown up, Damian."

I don't know why the other party made such a sudden emotion, but Damian, who was very concerned about the content of this emotion, resisted the urge to take out the Robin Dart: "Huh?"

Inanna, who was patted on the shoulder from behind, turned her head in surprise. This was probably the first time since she was born that someone dared to pat her on the shoulder. It is not that the people on Venus do not have this way of greeting, but no one has ever Dare to use it on the goddess, but she has to admit that this feeling is not too bad, probably because she has already sensed who is approaching.

Looking at the pair of top sapphire-like clear and beautiful blue eyes in front of him reflecting his face, Tim put his hands into the pockets of his slacks. He hurried back from Manhattan to Gotham, and then from the manor to the hospital, all the way in a hurry, wearing It's a lot more casual, but compared to the suit and leather shoes when he first saw the blonde girl, he prefers the current dress: "It's getting late, the night in Gotham is not peaceful, I need to see you Are you going home?"

Inanna tilted her head slightly when she heard the words, and Tim, who saw her movement, didn't know why, so the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he covered it with a fist against his lips: "I know you may not need it, but , this is actually not necessary, it is just a kind of etiquette..."

Another gust of night wind blew by, and Inanna's golden hair fluttered along with it, and the messy golden threads set off her white skin like bone china, like some kind of extremely expensive luxury.

His body tried to stretch out his hand to straighten out the messy gold thread first, but Tim, who quickly recovered, froze for a moment, and slowly inserted the hand out of the pocket back into the pocket of his trousers, and then Wei Wei turned her head away: "Your hair is messed up."

Inanna paused slightly when she heard that she was arranging her hair, glanced at Tim who turned her head away, and then looked down at the white helmet she was holding in her hand, tilted her head, and then stretched out her hand to grab the handle. Tom's arm, pulled his hand out of his pants pocket, and stuffed the helmet into his hand.

Having to take out his other hand from his trouser pocket, Tim, who was holding the white helmet belonging to the blond girl with both hands, raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to give this to me?"

Inanna shook her head: "Don't you want to help me tidy my hair? After tidying, put the hair into this helmet, and the tidy hair will not be messed up." After finishing speaking, she stood still, quietly He quietly looked at the young man in front of him who was visibly frozen by her words.

She can understand his nervousness, not everyone has the honor to fix the hair of the gods, on Venus, only the most devout priests in the great temple have this qualification, and she doesn't like strangers touching her body at will, But the incident of being patted on the shoulder from behind just now made her realize that she didn't dislike the young man on earth in front of her. Then, it's not so strange to give more honors to people who are favored by the gods, right?

What kind of magical request is this?Did he ever say he wanted to help her with her hair?Have it?Even if he really wanted to do it, would she just let him do it if he wanted to help her fix her hair?Which magical country's magical etiquette is this?By the way, isn't she a caveman, a lab product, or an alien?So, is this polite on the damn planet?

Looking at the blond girl obediently standing there waiting for him to tidy her hair, the first reaction in his mind was that she was like some kind of small animal waiting for its master to comb. Tim, who realized what he was thinking, suddenly I felt that the white helmet in my hand weighed more than a thousand catties.

But in the end, he did not return the helmet to the blond girl. Instead, he tightened the hand holding the helmet, and then, as if he had not hesitated at all, he stretched out his hand to smooth the golden thread-like blond hair very naturally. The texture is slightly hard, like some kind of soft metal that has been forged very finely, cool, dense and distinct, and feels unexpectedly good.

It really looks like some kind of well-maintained animal fur. Tim, who is almost in love with this incredible touch, carefully brushes the last bit of hair to the white with a strange feeling of reluctance. Pinned it into the helmet, then withdrew his hand.

Inanna didn't reach out to feel whether the hair was done properly. This is the most basic recognition of the gods for the person she favors. No matter whether the hair is done well or not, she will accept it.She turned around: "then I'll take you home, isn't this a courtesy?"

Tim who was caught off guard and choked on his own words: "..."

With the youth behind him, he successfully found the Tianzhou Ma Anna who was manipulated by Gu Jialana and followed the police car all the way to the hospital in a hidden formation.

Looking at the white motorcycle with excellent performance in front of him, Tim raised his eyebrows, took the white helmet that Inanna handed over to him, which was exactly the same as the helmet on her head, and after putting it on, he took a long leg , sat firmly behind Inanna.

After starting Maanna and twisting the handlebar, Inanna drove a white locomotive carrying an extra handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes, and quickly drew a white shadow on the streets of Gotham.

The white helmet with a translucent visor perfectly blocked the oncoming violent airflow without blocking vision, but this did not hinder Tim's calculation of the speed of the car, although as Red Robin, he did not Not in a position to accuse Inanna of speeding, but he's "Timothy Drake" now, isn't he?

"I think you're speeding." Tim stated the facts without any accusation.

"Don't you like this speed?" The blonde girl's voice drifted backwards through the translucent mask, mixed with the air current.

Tim looked at the night scene of Gotham that was rapidly regressing on both sides of the street, and suddenly remembered the scene he saw through the window of the Batmobile when he followed Bruce on a night patrol. The visual angle during the rapid advance was definitely different from usual If you let him say it, it’s probably unfounded, but it’s really like the city of Gotham coming to life. It’s not me who’s moving, but Gotham is moving, forming a scene in a hurry. The mixed light and shadow, all the buildings, whether they are new or old, simple or luxurious, are all connected together.

It's like a long painting being played rapidly in the ball screen. Thinking of this, Tim smiled. After all, this is Gotham, the place where he grew up: "No, I like it very much."

Even though the violent wind was ringing in her ears, Inanna still heard Tim's words, and she responded to Tim's words with practical actions - twisted the handlebar, accelerated again, and rushed out.

After reaching the gate of Wayne Manor, Inanna slammed on the brakes and stopped.

Tim, who got off the car, glanced thoughtfully at the white locomotive with an abnormally short braking distance, took off the white helmet on his head and returned it to Inanna: "Your car is very good. "

Inanna nodded. This is the Tianzhou Maanna. Even if it was damaged due to the emergency landing when it reached the earth, its performance is not comparable to other mechanical products on the earth.

Even through the mask, Tim could imagine what was happening on Inanna's face under the mask. On the pretty face without any emotional ups and downs, there was a natural expression in the sapphire eyes-although this metaphor was neither original nor original. Old-fashioned, but quite apt, her eyes seemed to speak.

"Thank you for taking me home today," Tim paused, then lowered his voice, "Also, thank you for saving my father today."

When Tim walked into the Batcave, he saw his old father, elder brother, younger brother, and the old housekeeper standing aside looking at the screen, and at this moment the screen showed him and the blond girl in front of the gate of Wayne Manor screen.

The phrase "Thank you for taking me home today." resounded throughout the Batcave.

Red Robin: "..." I knew it, it's like looking at someone who hasn't done this kind of thing, bah!

The author has something to say: Regarding the status of updating chapters that have been unable to pass the review, here is a unified explanation. This is obviously a bug in Jinjiang. I have passed the review in the author background, but the reader page shows that it is pending review. I try After a while, I found that this method can be used, that is, if it is found that the chapter that is displayed under review has been published for a long time, you can choose to enter the previous chapter of this chapter, and then enter the next chapter through the previous chapter to see that it is displayed under review (actually chapters that have already been reviewed), this is possible.Thank you again for your support, dear readers!A small theater will be broadcast next.

small theater:

Dick: I smell sour love.

Damian: Who the fuck is still a kid? !

Bruce: Plastic father-son relationship.

Tim: Hehe, it's like looking at someone who hasn't installed a monitor. Fortunately, I was smart and didn't let you hear the second half of my sentence, otherwise where would I put my face?