"I did." Bruce said in a deep voice, telling a cold joke, "And I didn't put a sign at the gate saying 'Green hair and humans who appreciate green hair are not allowed to enter.'" The two continued to wait patiently.
Then ten minutes passed.
Twenty minutes passed.
Tim and Bruce looked at each other, and Tim yawned, feeling sleepy.
Robin cautiously put forward a guess: "Theodore, he didn't run away again, did he?"
Bruce's eye for choosing adoptive sons was indeed good.
In terms of initiative, Theodore not only unexpectedly managed to turn half of the Bat Family upside down, but he even almost made Robin fall asleep from exhaustion.
—The energy of young boys is truly enviable, how many Banes does he eat per al normally?
Bruce, however, was very composed: "No. Theodore is just still preparing."
Since they t, Batman and Theodore had never spent so much ti together.
Half a night was enough for Batman to conclude: his new adoptive son was a boy full of worries and concerns.
His current reluctance to go ho was just one manifestation of Theodore's many concerns.
Tim looked at Batman strangely.
"You two are so familiar now?"
Sure enough, he knew it. The conversation he missed must have contained very important information.
Thinking of this, Tim's fingertips lightly tapped the table, hinting at Bruce with his eyes: Can you reveal a little information? Batman shook his head resolutely.
"No."
He couldn't fully confirm those speculations yet, and announcing them now might mislead the operation.
"Alright."
Tim slumped back into his seat and comfortably picked up his coffee cup.
Since that was the case, he couldn't be blad for not telling Bruce about the other Timothy. One piece of information for another, that was fair.
—Hmm, today's Bat Family still stably lacks the spirit of sharing!
Ti returned to the present.
After selecting the conversation location, Theodore saw with surprise that Tim, behind Wayne, suddenly stood up, even with a look of utter horror on his face.
Theodore: "!!!"
How could this be? Had he inadvertently made the worst choice?
One must know that even though he had already expected Wayne to make a move tonight, Tim's emotions were very calm when he saw him just now. He rely hinted to Theodore with tired, gentle eyes that one must learn to accept their fate.
But when the kitchen was ntioned, Tim seed to use every muscle in his face, using his expressions and body language to silently shout and warn Theodore—
Don't go into the kitchen with him, never!
Theodore: "!!!"
If the current atmosphere hadn't prevented Theodore from showing weakness, he would have imdiately retreated away from Wayne, backing against the corner of the wall in the most standard defensive posture.
Upon hearing that location, Wayne also seed to show a little hesitation. But this hesitation only lasted for a brief mont.
Theodore could feel that the next second, this man's emotions had changed from initial hesitation to a kind of enthusiastic exhilaration—damn it, he was completely ready!
His Adam's apple slid unnaturally, and Theodore silently held his breath.
He finally realized that he had probably precisely chosen the worst answer from all the wrong ones.
Judging from Tim's terrified reaction, the kitchen had clearly left him with very unspeakable, deeply shadowed, disgraceful mories.
And even the seasoned playboy Wayne, just now, when looking at the kitchen, showed a little hesitation.
Everything Theodore had deciphered so far indicated that when Wayne decided to have a'session' in the kitchen, it would definitely be very wild.
The scene might even be too dirty for a normal person to tolerate.
Because even Wayne himself, recalling it, seed to find everything that had happened there very stimulating.
—I should have thought of it earlier. Theodore tensed his face, and beneath his tightly pursed lips, the boy fiercely clenched his teeth.
From the mont he saw the binding marks on Tim's wrist, he should have realized that Wayne, the rich man, was skilled at playing all sorts of tricks, and of course, he would prefer the most unconventional places.
Thinking carefully, isn't it strange that there's such a huge dining table in the Bat Family's kitchen?
Perhaps Wayne specifically requested it. To make it convenient for him to play to his heart's content.
Also, there's a very large knife block in the kitchen.
Perhaps Theodore isn't the only one who knows the location of the knife block; Wayne might know it better than him. Think about it, why is Tim so afraid of the kitchen?—Did Wayne not only use stored ingredients but also knives and other things the last ti he was in the kitchen?
This is very possible!!!
Theodore made one last struggle and effort: "Otherwise, maybe we should change the location..." "Hmm? No need, aren't you hungry?"
Wayne's tone was still calm.
But a pre-storm excitent was already emanating from his tone.
"I can fry two eggs for you in the kitchen, I'm very good at frying eggs."
What? What kind of vulgar and terrifying hint is this? After "Dick," is it finally my turn?
Also, what the hell is Wayne's taste?
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