Win Wayne
Chapter 104 Mild Sunshine - The Irish Sea
Wendy: "..."
Her expression is very complicated.
Wen suddenly became unhappy: "Don't look at me like a bad person, okay?"
"You misunderstood." Wendy said, "I don't see you this way because I think you are a bad person, but because I don't think the kind of scene you want to see can happen."
"why?"
"He is a rational person." Wendy said lightly, "If he clearly knows that you belong to another world, then he will think rationally about where is your home."
Wen stared at Wendy intently.
She suddenly smiled.
"Sensible?" she said. "You really think so? Do you think your father is sensible enough in dealing with you?"
"..."
"Let me tell you what is really sensible enough to do," Wen said. "The most sensible way is not to let you go to study in another country far away, not to give you more social opportunities, and not to tolerate your departure." The most sensible way is to expose you to the 'family business' when you are still young, you are part of the family, rationally speaking, you are entitled to know, aren't you?"
Wendy didn't speak.
"But he didn't do that." Wen said enthusiastically, "He chose to hide and endure. It wasn't a rational choice, Wendy, it was out of—"
"Enough." Wendy said.
"Fine, fine, forget it if you don't want to hear it." Wen Xin said anyway, it's not like you don't know.
"You should be glad that I'm not obedient." Wendy gave Wen a sideways glance, "If I was obedient enough, you wouldn't exist at all."
"That being said..." Wen shrugged, "I don't really care."
Although she made bold words to Wendy, if she really wanted to do it, Wen found that she didn't know how to do it at all.
Her previous attitude towards Bruce was not friendly at all, and the rapid change might even arouse Bruce's vigilance.
But this is something that needs to be considered tomorrow.
Connor flew in from the window and landed in front of Wen.
As soon as he stood still, Wen ran and jumped into his arms: "Connor! I miss you so much!"
"We've only been separated for less than two days, baby." Connor hugged Wen, his face was not very good-looking, "God, Bruce will definitely not be happy that we did this."
"He cares so much? He still cares about our date?"
"Well..." Connor said tactfully, "I don't think any normal father would feel happy because his daughter has a boyfriend."
"How dare you call Bruce Wayne a 'normal father'." Wen said seriously.
Connor laughed, and realized something with a smile: "You already know..."
"Hush." Wen said lightly, "Don't talk about disappointing things, now is our time."
"... Listen to you." Connor replied.
They hugged tightly, Wen pressed his cheek against Connor's chest, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the tender moment quietly.
"Want to hang out?" Connor asked.
"Anywhere." Wen said, "It's good to be with you."
"This is really giving me a big problem. 'Anywhere' really means 'I want to have a very special experience,' right? I know what you're thinking."
Wen lowered his head and grinned.
"No way." She said vaguely, "I can do it. If I'm with you, it's almost the same everywhere. If I'm not with you, it's the same anywhere."
Connor thought for a few seconds and had an idea.
"Miss the sunshine?" he asked.
"a little bit."
"That's too bad, it's not a sunny climate where we're going."
Wen said, "Where are you going?"
Great Britain, Ireland, Dublin.
Irish seaside.
The glow of the morning sun dyed the sky and sea rose purple, and the golden sands were deserted except for a few huts.
"I thought we were going to London," Wen said.
"It's raining lightly in London," Connor said. "While it's romantic to take a walk in the rain, the morning sun is more interesting."
"I'd rather share the same umbrella with you."
"you sure?"
"...Well, I actually kind of miss the sunshine," Wen said. "There is very little sunshine in Gotham. In New York, even if you don't go out, just open all the windows and the light will fill the whole room." Gotham doesn't have that kind of treatment, Wayne's mansion is big and empty, with lights on in every corner."
Connor sat down on the floor, and Wen tilted his head and glanced at him.
Connor and Wen looked at each other, took off his leather jacket and spread it on the beach as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Sit down, ma'am," he said briskly.
Wen sat down next to him: "It seems that you still have a lot to learn—baby."
"You have to know that I never had to use such small tricks to please girls in the past." Connor moved closer to Wen's cheek and kissed her earlobe, "Usually I just blow a kiss, and they will jump at me in ecstasy. "
"To each other." Wen yawned.
They quietly waited for the sunlight to break free from the sea surface and warm their bodies across the distant universe.The wind by the sea carries a touch of moisture, and there are emerald-like mountains in the distance. Wen has always been good at passing the time in a daze, but even she has to admit that being in a daze with someone is infinitely better than being alone in a daze.
"The sea is very warm now." Connor said softly, "Do you want to go pick up shells or something?"
"Actually, I just thought of this." Wen said earnestly, "The Irish Sea has always been a hard-hit area for marine pollution. I said why no one came here, and people who usually live by the sea would come to pick up belts left by the tide. Seafood on the beach...”
Connor laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "Wen! What you focus on is so strange!"
"This is serious! Seriously!"
"If you're worried about ocean pollution, don't worry, it has nothing to do with us." Connor stopped laughing, "It's fishermen and maybe tourists who are affected, but the Irish Sea is not a famous landscape, and this beach is very important to us. Big for two people, it's actually pretty small."
Wen casually replied, "Yes."
"How does it feel to be home?"
"It's not good, I'm so embarrassed that I want to pass out and escape from the scene." Now Wen has something to say, "You don't know, I live like years in Wayne's main house."
"I guessed it a long time ago."
"Start with Bruce," Wen said. "I don't know how he usually behaves, but he really has no experience with daughters at all."
"He had no daughter before you."
"But he has sons! Aren't daughters and sons all similar? There must be differences in details, but they are similar in reality, right? I want to correct what I said earlier," Wen complained loudly. "He has four sons, but it seems It's like never having a baby!"
"I'm listening." Connor was quite interested, "What happened?"
"You have to promise me not to laugh."
Connor burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha!"
Wen pushed him hard, didn't push, and couldn't help but get angry: "Connor! Connor Kent! You started laughing before I said it!"
"Hahahahahahaha... I'm sorry, but you, you just said that I was not allowed to laugh, and I, I started to want to laugh. It's not my fault, baby, you said you are not allowed to laugh first, so you are obviously reminding me You're going to say something funny next?"
"Forget it, whatever you want." Wen rolled his eyes angrily, "Do you still want to listen?"
"I'm listening, I'm listening." Connor wiped the corners of his eyes, "Say it baby, I'm your most reliable mental trash can."
"Bruce really doesn't know how to get along with his daughter, and I, I'm not very good at getting along with my father." He hesitated, "So we...so we, um, almost all of us encountered situations that we were not good at, conditioned reflexes Land—start using the weapons we know best."
Connor opened his eyes wide.
He tried his best to control his expression, but after a few seconds of patience, he laughed wildly and lay on his back on the beach, almost rolling.
Oh shit.
Xiaoxiaoxiao, what are you laughing at, Wen thought gloomily, she would get angry if she laughed again.
"Are you flirting?" Connor laughed so hard he grabbed a handful of sand, "Seriously? Seriously? Seriously? Are you flirting?"
"That's still a short distance from flirting in the true sense..."
"You guys are flirting." Connor just got up from the beach and fell to the ground laughing again, "My God, it's so funny, Wen, it's actually not that bad, right? At least it's funny."
"Do you know what the worst thing is?"
"Your four brothers are still watching?"
Damn, he almost guessed it.
"Three." Wen turned away his head in a puffy voice, and reluctantly corrected, "Jason is not at home."
Connor laughed again, almost out of breath: "Wen...I'm going to die from laughing, Wen, how did you make the scene like this?"
"I told you I'm inexperienced," Wen said angrily. "It's all Bruce's fault!"
"It's all his fault, of course it's all his fault." Connor immediately raised his hand to express his affirmation, "How could it be your fault, baby, he is your father, and he should have accommodated him You have no reason to let the youngest daughter accommodate her father."
"This is not the most embarrassing thing." Wen sighed, "The most embarrassing thing should be my first meeting with Bruce..."
"That's not embarrassing, believe me." Connor said, "What he has experienced far exceeds your imagination, and it is not something that can be summed up by simple embarrassment."
"It was the most embarrassing," Wyn said, "and then there was Damian—he was so annoying, I've never seen such a annoying little boy."
"He's a bit special," Connor said. "The place where he used to live was a bit like a concentration camp, and he was just taken home by Bruce, and he hasn't adjusted yet."
"Why do you always speak for them!"
"I'm telling the truth...and you're not very angry." Connor sat down, "If you were really angry, you wouldn't sit here and complain so much to me. You've grabbed me and forced me to bring you You escaped."
He hit it off.
"Bruce is embarrassing, Damian is irritating, Dick and Tim are fine, but Dick is too warm and Tim is too cold. My favorite second brother Jason won't go home," Wen said. ,"But--"
"Ok?"
"But I don't hate them either," Wen said ecstatically.
Connor put Wen's head on his shoulders.
"Why?" he asked. "Have you ever thought about it?"
"I don't have to think about such troublesome things." Wen replied, "I just do what I think of."
Connor gave her a kiss with a smile, Wen turned his face away, and quietly opened his lips slightly.
"You don't need sunshine anymore, baby, you're calm and strong." Connor whispered into Wen's ear, "You know what you want—"
Interface in a low voice: "—and I will get it."
"Of course," Connor said, "you just have to be yourself."
Her expression is very complicated.
Wen suddenly became unhappy: "Don't look at me like a bad person, okay?"
"You misunderstood." Wendy said, "I don't see you this way because I think you are a bad person, but because I don't think the kind of scene you want to see can happen."
"why?"
"He is a rational person." Wendy said lightly, "If he clearly knows that you belong to another world, then he will think rationally about where is your home."
Wen stared at Wendy intently.
She suddenly smiled.
"Sensible?" she said. "You really think so? Do you think your father is sensible enough in dealing with you?"
"..."
"Let me tell you what is really sensible enough to do," Wen said. "The most sensible way is not to let you go to study in another country far away, not to give you more social opportunities, and not to tolerate your departure." The most sensible way is to expose you to the 'family business' when you are still young, you are part of the family, rationally speaking, you are entitled to know, aren't you?"
Wendy didn't speak.
"But he didn't do that." Wen said enthusiastically, "He chose to hide and endure. It wasn't a rational choice, Wendy, it was out of—"
"Enough." Wendy said.
"Fine, fine, forget it if you don't want to hear it." Wen Xin said anyway, it's not like you don't know.
"You should be glad that I'm not obedient." Wendy gave Wen a sideways glance, "If I was obedient enough, you wouldn't exist at all."
"That being said..." Wen shrugged, "I don't really care."
Although she made bold words to Wendy, if she really wanted to do it, Wen found that she didn't know how to do it at all.
Her previous attitude towards Bruce was not friendly at all, and the rapid change might even arouse Bruce's vigilance.
But this is something that needs to be considered tomorrow.
Connor flew in from the window and landed in front of Wen.
As soon as he stood still, Wen ran and jumped into his arms: "Connor! I miss you so much!"
"We've only been separated for less than two days, baby." Connor hugged Wen, his face was not very good-looking, "God, Bruce will definitely not be happy that we did this."
"He cares so much? He still cares about our date?"
"Well..." Connor said tactfully, "I don't think any normal father would feel happy because his daughter has a boyfriend."
"How dare you call Bruce Wayne a 'normal father'." Wen said seriously.
Connor laughed, and realized something with a smile: "You already know..."
"Hush." Wen said lightly, "Don't talk about disappointing things, now is our time."
"... Listen to you." Connor replied.
They hugged tightly, Wen pressed his cheek against Connor's chest, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the tender moment quietly.
"Want to hang out?" Connor asked.
"Anywhere." Wen said, "It's good to be with you."
"This is really giving me a big problem. 'Anywhere' really means 'I want to have a very special experience,' right? I know what you're thinking."
Wen lowered his head and grinned.
"No way." She said vaguely, "I can do it. If I'm with you, it's almost the same everywhere. If I'm not with you, it's the same anywhere."
Connor thought for a few seconds and had an idea.
"Miss the sunshine?" he asked.
"a little bit."
"That's too bad, it's not a sunny climate where we're going."
Wen said, "Where are you going?"
Great Britain, Ireland, Dublin.
Irish seaside.
The glow of the morning sun dyed the sky and sea rose purple, and the golden sands were deserted except for a few huts.
"I thought we were going to London," Wen said.
"It's raining lightly in London," Connor said. "While it's romantic to take a walk in the rain, the morning sun is more interesting."
"I'd rather share the same umbrella with you."
"you sure?"
"...Well, I actually kind of miss the sunshine," Wen said. "There is very little sunshine in Gotham. In New York, even if you don't go out, just open all the windows and the light will fill the whole room." Gotham doesn't have that kind of treatment, Wayne's mansion is big and empty, with lights on in every corner."
Connor sat down on the floor, and Wen tilted his head and glanced at him.
Connor and Wen looked at each other, took off his leather jacket and spread it on the beach as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Sit down, ma'am," he said briskly.
Wen sat down next to him: "It seems that you still have a lot to learn—baby."
"You have to know that I never had to use such small tricks to please girls in the past." Connor moved closer to Wen's cheek and kissed her earlobe, "Usually I just blow a kiss, and they will jump at me in ecstasy. "
"To each other." Wen yawned.
They quietly waited for the sunlight to break free from the sea surface and warm their bodies across the distant universe.The wind by the sea carries a touch of moisture, and there are emerald-like mountains in the distance. Wen has always been good at passing the time in a daze, but even she has to admit that being in a daze with someone is infinitely better than being alone in a daze.
"The sea is very warm now." Connor said softly, "Do you want to go pick up shells or something?"
"Actually, I just thought of this." Wen said earnestly, "The Irish Sea has always been a hard-hit area for marine pollution. I said why no one came here, and people who usually live by the sea would come to pick up belts left by the tide. Seafood on the beach...”
Connor laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "Wen! What you focus on is so strange!"
"This is serious! Seriously!"
"If you're worried about ocean pollution, don't worry, it has nothing to do with us." Connor stopped laughing, "It's fishermen and maybe tourists who are affected, but the Irish Sea is not a famous landscape, and this beach is very important to us. Big for two people, it's actually pretty small."
Wen casually replied, "Yes."
"How does it feel to be home?"
"It's not good, I'm so embarrassed that I want to pass out and escape from the scene." Now Wen has something to say, "You don't know, I live like years in Wayne's main house."
"I guessed it a long time ago."
"Start with Bruce," Wen said. "I don't know how he usually behaves, but he really has no experience with daughters at all."
"He had no daughter before you."
"But he has sons! Aren't daughters and sons all similar? There must be differences in details, but they are similar in reality, right? I want to correct what I said earlier," Wen complained loudly. "He has four sons, but it seems It's like never having a baby!"
"I'm listening." Connor was quite interested, "What happened?"
"You have to promise me not to laugh."
Connor burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha!"
Wen pushed him hard, didn't push, and couldn't help but get angry: "Connor! Connor Kent! You started laughing before I said it!"
"Hahahahahahaha... I'm sorry, but you, you just said that I was not allowed to laugh, and I, I started to want to laugh. It's not my fault, baby, you said you are not allowed to laugh first, so you are obviously reminding me You're going to say something funny next?"
"Forget it, whatever you want." Wen rolled his eyes angrily, "Do you still want to listen?"
"I'm listening, I'm listening." Connor wiped the corners of his eyes, "Say it baby, I'm your most reliable mental trash can."
"Bruce really doesn't know how to get along with his daughter, and I, I'm not very good at getting along with my father." He hesitated, "So we...so we, um, almost all of us encountered situations that we were not good at, conditioned reflexes Land—start using the weapons we know best."
Connor opened his eyes wide.
He tried his best to control his expression, but after a few seconds of patience, he laughed wildly and lay on his back on the beach, almost rolling.
Oh shit.
Xiaoxiaoxiao, what are you laughing at, Wen thought gloomily, she would get angry if she laughed again.
"Are you flirting?" Connor laughed so hard he grabbed a handful of sand, "Seriously? Seriously? Seriously? Are you flirting?"
"That's still a short distance from flirting in the true sense..."
"You guys are flirting." Connor just got up from the beach and fell to the ground laughing again, "My God, it's so funny, Wen, it's actually not that bad, right? At least it's funny."
"Do you know what the worst thing is?"
"Your four brothers are still watching?"
Damn, he almost guessed it.
"Three." Wen turned away his head in a puffy voice, and reluctantly corrected, "Jason is not at home."
Connor laughed again, almost out of breath: "Wen...I'm going to die from laughing, Wen, how did you make the scene like this?"
"I told you I'm inexperienced," Wen said angrily. "It's all Bruce's fault!"
"It's all his fault, of course it's all his fault." Connor immediately raised his hand to express his affirmation, "How could it be your fault, baby, he is your father, and he should have accommodated him You have no reason to let the youngest daughter accommodate her father."
"This is not the most embarrassing thing." Wen sighed, "The most embarrassing thing should be my first meeting with Bruce..."
"That's not embarrassing, believe me." Connor said, "What he has experienced far exceeds your imagination, and it is not something that can be summed up by simple embarrassment."
"It was the most embarrassing," Wyn said, "and then there was Damian—he was so annoying, I've never seen such a annoying little boy."
"He's a bit special," Connor said. "The place where he used to live was a bit like a concentration camp, and he was just taken home by Bruce, and he hasn't adjusted yet."
"Why do you always speak for them!"
"I'm telling the truth...and you're not very angry." Connor sat down, "If you were really angry, you wouldn't sit here and complain so much to me. You've grabbed me and forced me to bring you You escaped."
He hit it off.
"Bruce is embarrassing, Damian is irritating, Dick and Tim are fine, but Dick is too warm and Tim is too cold. My favorite second brother Jason won't go home," Wen said. ,"But--"
"Ok?"
"But I don't hate them either," Wen said ecstatically.
Connor put Wen's head on his shoulders.
"Why?" he asked. "Have you ever thought about it?"
"I don't have to think about such troublesome things." Wen replied, "I just do what I think of."
Connor gave her a kiss with a smile, Wen turned his face away, and quietly opened his lips slightly.
"You don't need sunshine anymore, baby, you're calm and strong." Connor whispered into Wen's ear, "You know what you want—"
Interface in a low voice: "—and I will get it."
"Of course," Connor said, "you just have to be yourself."
You'll Also Like
-
Little Taoist Priest Live Broadcasts to Raise Funds
Chapter 424 3 hours ago -
When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!
Chapter 452 11 hours ago -
Slash the Gods: Agent of the Seven Deadly Sins, Beginning with Escanor
Chapter 101 14 hours ago -
God Slayer: I fabricated the unknown and frightened the gods!
Chapter 92 14 hours ago -
Pirates: Start with an island
Chapter 119 14 hours ago -
Online games: Starting from an encounter
Chapter 327 14 hours ago -
Online game: Hanging out in the beauty studio
Chapter 373 14 hours ago -
Descend to the Super God, I am a fusion warrior!
Chapter 188 14 hours ago -
Pushing forward to be invincible: starting from adding points in the dream
Chapter 193 23 hours ago -
I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong
Chapter 243 1 days ago