bat baby

Under Jing Mo's horrified expression, Henry seemed to have discovered something: "No, no, no! I mean, we can go to the library together."

Jingmo said yes to this.

Bruce and Ah Fu found that today's Jingmo seemed a little different.

"La la la~ hum~" Humming a little tune that he didn't even know, Jing Mo played a cheerful movement in the kitchen.

As early as after Jingmo learned how to cook, he took over the power of the kitchen from Ah Fu.

At that time, the Gotham villains felt pain in all their bones when they thought of Batman.

In the past, counting his whole body equipment, jumping from a high place would at most press out a hole in the roof of the car.

The Penguin has a great say on this.

One rainy night, he and his good friend Riddler made an appointment to watch the moon and talk about life. Just as he got in the car and was about to talk about life philosophy from poetry and poetry, the roof of the car suddenly collapsed.

That is, the width of the car!He and the Riddler could still hug and scream in the car before, this time! This time, they couldn't even see each other's faces!

When he was thrown back to Arkham, Penguin was still angrily attacking Batman personally: "You fat bat! You are so fat, can you still wear your armor?!"

Batman was very touched by Penguin's concern, and gave him a set of fat bat fists to ensure that he can only worry about his weight in his heart :)

Jingmo's dinner tonight is very sumptuous, usually even a boiled beef can be considered a grand dish, but tonight there is not only squirrel fish, but also braised pork.

It's not that Jingmo is not good at craftsmanship, nor is he stingy, but that he likes to cook some simple home-cooked dishes.

Stir-fried potato shreds, fried cabbage, stewed tofu... Sometimes I just make pancakes to save trouble. The first meal is pancakes and millet porridge, the second meal is fried pancakes, and the third meal is stewed pancakes...

Bruce couldn't believe it, although the pie was delicious, but the squirrel fish was his true love!

"What good thing happened?" Of course Bruce knew what happened, but he laughed when he saw his son with "Ask me, ask me!" written all over his face.

Sure enough, Jing Mo turned around in place with the tray, and came to the table in a circle with the graceful figure imitated by Snow White.

"I've made friends!"

"Congratulations, young master." Ah Fu smiled and blessed.

Jing Mo smiled shyly.

This is the first time Jingmo hangs out with friends.

Although he had many friends in kindergarten, they were only in school, and he never went out with friends in elementary school.

Later, his friends either went to the UK, or went to other cities, and some went to different schools. Although they still contacted occasionally, they all had their own lives after all.

On the weekend, Jing Mo came to the library early, but found that Henry arrived earlier.

Henry scratched his hair shyly, his fluffy curly hair looked messy, and his big black-rimmed glasses blocked his eyes that were erratic due to excitement.

Henry has been different from others since he was a child. He is thin and not good at speaking. He always hides in a corner alone, reading books, or writing and drawing on paper.

He tried to make friends, but often the person walked away before he could finish a sentence, which frustrates him.

Henry still feels a little unreal now.

Asa Wayne, the son of Gotham's richest man, has outstanding looks and high strength. It is also said that he has published a book.

Does such a powerful person really want to be my friend?

He raised his head while thinking wildly, and saw the most watched person in the crowd at a glance.

"He won't come over and tell me that he was teasing you before, so I don't want to be friends with you?" Henry looked at Jing Mo, who had no expression on his face, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

And Jing Mo clenched his schoolbag strap tightly, which is his "ultimate weapon" for making friends, no one doesn't like food!

"You came so early?" Jing Mo couldn't help asking, "How long have you been here?"

Henry bowed his head shyly: "Not long, just 10 minutes."

Jing Mo let out a "wow": "I thought I was already very early."

Henry turned around uncomfortably, and entered the library first: "Let's go in quickly."

Then two people, one read advanced mathematics books, and the other took out his own small notebook to write hard.

For two full hours, the two children didn't even look at each other...

After coming out of the library, I was really refreshed. The two said goodbye and separated.

"Henry! Wait!" Jing Mo caught up with Henry and handed him the food box he had forgotten: "I even forgot to bring food, you can take it home and eat."

Then he ran away without giving Henry a chance to refuse, leaving only Henry holding the food box hesitant to speak.

The two became friends just like that, and it happened that both of them were in the same class.

During class break, a girl next to Jing Mo took out the small mirror she carried with her to touch up her makeup. Jing Mo and Henry finally found the same hobby. They both like music.

The two boys were chatting happily when Jing Mo's eyes suddenly hurt.

He lowered his head and kneaded it a few times.

Looking at the beautifully curved eyelashes on the back of his hand, Jing Mo was extremely distressed: "Why do my eyelashes keep falling out!"

The passing girls glanced at him when they heard the words, and licked the eyelashes on the back of Jing Mo's hands, and suddenly the lemon essence possessed him: "The eyelashes are so long, what else can you complain about?"

One eye of Jing Mo was still red. This was the first classmate who talked to him except Henry since the beginning of school, but he was in a calm mood at this moment.

"But the lashes keep falling into the eyes."

The girl put her hands on the table and leaned down to look carefully into Jing Mo's eyes.

The long and dense eyelashes are like a small fan, matched with his dark and clear eyes, people who look at him want to kiss them.

"When God opens a door for you, he will close a window for you. And the window you are closed is eyelashes." The girl had no choice but to comfort him.

But Jing Mo was very dissatisfied: "Do you have a mirror?"

The girl took out the mirror suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Jing Mo closed one eye, turned his head left and right: "It's too long, it's useless."

Henry Cope: "Eyelashes are very useful. If foreign matter such as dust hits the eyelashes, the eyelids will close reflexively to protect the eyeball from external invasion. There is a shading to prevent dust, foreign matter, sweat from entering the eye and damaging the cornea. , Eye protection. Eyelashes can also prevent the damage of ultraviolet rays to the eyes."

Jing Mo argues: "When there is wind and dust, I can squint my eyes, and I have sunglasses to block the light."

Henry thought so too: "Then the eyelashes don't really matter."

If the girl didn't usually care about her face, she would be convinced by these two people at this time.

She watched helplessly as two idiots took scissors to cut the eyelashes.

When Jing Mo returned home at night, Ah Fu always felt that something was wrong with his young master. Today, he didn't look as good-looking as before, but he really couldn't say exactly what was different.

When it was time to eat, Alfred sat opposite Jing Mo, and when he looked up, he saw that there seemed to be something missing from the picturesque eyebrows.

"Jing Mo, where are your eyelashes?" Bruce asked.

"Cut it off." Jing Mo replied very calmly.

Combining the experience of Jingmo Kindergarten and Elementary School, Bruce's first thought is that he won't be bullied again, right?

But the little fool himself said with a smile: "The eyelashes are useless, and they are old and hurt my eyes, so I just cut them off."

Bruce didn't know what to say, and thousands of words merged into one sentence: Who does this silly kid look like?