After saying this, Tony thought he had let out a shocking thunder, and couldn't help but observe Bruce's expression with a little curiosity.

But Batman's upper half of his face was shrouded under a black hood, his chin was tight and hard as steel, and this expression was no different from the expression he showed when he appeared at the crime scene in the past.

Tony snorted uninterestingly and commented: "Pretending."

The first thing he did after hanging up the phone was to contact Wen.

The first time I played, but it didn't work. The second time I played, but it still didn't work. It was not until the third time that Tony heard a lazy voice coming from the other side: "Tony?"

He listened to Wenbi's usual low voice, and fell into a confused silence: "..."

Wen said: "If you don't talk, I'll get hung up. I'm sleepy."

"That's a bit strange to me, I still have to ask," Tony coughed, "You know you should take protective measures, right?"

"Connor is a semi-Kryptonian," Wen replied, "He is a protective measure himself."

"But half of him are human... My God," Tony gasped, "Don't tell me you're useless!"

"We didn't play any dangerous things, we just played with seesaws and rotating slides. A few days ago, he even made a new swing for me," said a little sleepy, "We also need protective measures to play with these?"

“I can understand how to play the swing, what the hell are seesaws and spinning slides?!”

"Uh." Wen began to wonder, "It's just... the seesaw and the rotating slide. Have you never played it? It's very fun. If you haven't played it, you recommend you try it."

Tony moaned: "God..."

"Wait a minute. You wait a moment." Wen Hou finally realized the strangeness of the conversation slowly, "It seems that something is wrong, let me think about it...oh!"

She suddenly realized: "Do you think we're asleep?"

Tony sounded a thousand times more shocked than before: "You guys don't have it?!"

"Think about it with your smart little brain. It's been more than a month, so of course we have it." Wen said, "but there are no swings, seesaws and spinning slides. What kind of waste is there in your mind!"

"Actually, the swing is very fun." Tony taught his experience seriously.

Wen didn't say no or say it: "Maybe - please be more straightforward, Tony, ask directly if you have anything."

"Then what measures have you done?"

"No."

"This is not good, this is not good, this is not good, this is not good." Tony was frightened, "What if he wins the bid? Oh my God, I just told you your father where you are!"

Wen was even more frightened: "What--???"

Damn, I don’t know who my father is, you said it? I was just mentally prepared and you said it?

"I've watched a good show. I know I've watched a good show." Tony calmed down and he started to hilarious, "Hahahaha, Connor is going to be unlucky, Wen, your little boyfriend is going to be unlucky."

"...it's not." Wen said speechlessly.

"I can't say whether you're unlucky, but Connor will definitely be unlucky," said Tony. "I never dreamed that I would have such a day - listen to me, Wen, hurry up and ask Connor to do some tests, pregnancy, and see if you're lucky to win the bid."

"No need." Wen said calmly, "Actually we have discussed this."

"You are still planning to be born?! You are only twenty!"

Tony knew the consequences of watching the show. He was frightened like this just after watching Batman's good show. The key is that Batman's expressions did not change throughout the whole process. He felt extremely profoundly that this was too unprofitable.

"What do you think of you?" Wen said lightly, "We all think that things like children and offspring are completely impossible to appear on our life options list. Before meeting Connor, I had a birth control ring built into my body."

It was actually Wendy's surgery.

But gentle Wendy's views are consistent in this regard.

Tony: "...please finish the focus at once in the future."

"This is a response to your random guess. I haven't even bothered you yet, tell my father where I am," said gentle, "Are you so good enough? Can't you say hello to me in advance?"

This was Tony's fault, so he had to say vaguely: "The incident happened suddenly. And I contacted you as soon as I finished speaking."

"I get it." Wen yawned a little, "Is there anything else? How long do you think he will be able to get to Iceland?"

"I think he will arrive tomorrow."

"…from Gotham to Iceland?! Could he set out tonight?!"

"That's your father, you don't know what style he does?"

"I know he was late at my party and promised to go to the playground with me, but there is never time when things come. I know he is a severe procrastinator." Wen said calmly, "I know that."

Tony: "…"

He wanted to explain a few words to Bruce, but he thought why he wanted to explain.

"Get good sleep tonight," he said dryly, "You will see him tomorrow."

Once again, the mentality of watching the show has taken the absolute advantage. Tony now only regrets that he cannot arrive at the scene and witness the show with his own eyes.

"I can't sleep anymore. It's all your fault." Wen sighed, and she had a sudden thought, "You said if I woke Connor up immediately and asked him to take me out of Iceland, can I avoid it?"

"On the one hand, I really don't recommend you to do this," Tony said. "On the other hand, I really want you to do this."

"Forget it, come here." Wen said, "It's a knife to stretch your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head. I'll wait."

She hung up the phone and was worried for a while. Connor woke up as early as the phone rang, with his arms around the back of his head, looking quite leisurely: "Good days are over?"

"You are still laughing." Wen turned over depressedly, "Why are you laughing? Are you going to be unlucky?"

"I'm a lot of unlucky times, and I've been used to it." Conner was so calm that he made people angry. "Don't worry, you must be fine. Your dad won't do anything to you."

"What about you?"

"At most, I won't give you a good look."

Wen said: "I don't like this."

She lay on Connor's chest, and Connor smiled and stroked Wen's side face: "I don't need him to like it, just like you like me. Will you break up with me because he objected to?"

"No." Wen also calmed down in Connor's comfort, "I just don't like others."

"That's your father."

Wen Xin said fart, I have my own father, at most it is Wendy's father... but at most it can be considered that Wendy's father is in a parallel world.

If you think so, the "father" in this world is also very miserable, and you will be a father for no reason.

She slept on Connor's chest, and after thinking about it for a while, she slowly felt sleepy.

Connor's fingers patted her back rhythmically, his breath was hot, but Wen didn't notice this. She just focused on capturing the sound that came when Connor's fingers fell. She waited, waited, and waited for the sound to ring with force, and her waiting was never disappointed.

It was like a huge rock hanging above her head, and Wen could only make two choices, either ignoring the huge rock wholeheartedly, or looking at it clearly, and then suffering in pain, impatiently expecting it to smash her to death soon.

She ignored the stone for long enough.

Now she couldn't wait to be killed by a boulder.

The moment she realized her thoughts, she fell asleep deeply.

"Take me with me," Dick followed Bruce all the way, trying hard to convince the other party, "Look at your expression, Bruce, you seem to be going to kill someone! You will scare my sister, I'm different. If you take me, I will definitely help you smooth things out... I'm ready to give her a gift, but unfortunately Damian is a boy, so I thought I had to give this gift to the colleague who often works with me. He was worried that he didn't know what to give to his girlfriend..."

"What have you prepared?" Bruce finally said the first sentence.

"Lipstick." Dick replied excitedly, "The limited edition color, the red with gold powder! She must be very beautiful, she can use this color."

"Where?"

Dick showed it to Bruce silly: "I also chose the same color ribbon-wrapped gift...what are you doing?!"

He was shocked because Bruce took the gift and put it in his suit pocket as if nothing had happened.

"I'll take the gift for you," said Bruce. "Also—your cute little sister already has a boyfriend, so you don't need to go over and smooth things over."

"What?" Dick was stunned.

But he quickly became strong and excited: "It's okay, it's normal for her to fall in love now, it's not normal if she doesn't fall in love. You should bring me Bruce with you. You must give her boyfriend a look. This is not OK. A girl is outgoing, she must be looking at her boyfriend... What kind of brat is so sensible?"

"Connor." Bruce said coldly, "Connor Kent."

He boarded the private plane alone, the cabin door closed ruthlessly in front of Dick, and Dick took a few steps back and repeated in shock: "…Connor Kent?"

He woke up like a dream and turned to the main house: "Tim! Tim! Do you know what good things your partner has done?"

Bruce arrived at Iceland Airport in the early hours of the morning.

The Wayne Group has no branches or business activities in Iceland, but this surname means wealth in any country in the world, and wealth is power.

The driver was already on standby at the exit. Bruce was really not in the mood to deal with these people. He forced a smile to deal with it, got in the car, and reported the address.

Wen woke up very early.

She changed into a soft goose yellow long skirt, carefully combed a scorpion braid, and thought about whether to put on a base makeup or something - forget it, there is no need to be so sensible to face a great enemy.

When the door was knocked, she jumped up suddenly: "Connor! Connor! Let's go quickly. I don't want to see him wuwuwu... You take me to Antarctica right now, okay, let's go see the penguins!"

"Don't joke," Connor said, "Go and open the door."

Oh shit.

Wen wiped his face tragically and stood in front of the door slowly.

She took twice a deep breath and pushed open the door in one go.

Bruce smiled and leaned down and said softly: "Go home, Wen."

"..." Wen stared at him with wide eyes.

She took a step back and slammed into the door.

Bruce locked outside the door: "…"

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