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Chapter 92 How about adding one?
"Ah this..."

Listening to Downton's questions, Alfred felt completely stunned.

Before coming back, he had guessed countless ways of Downton's reaction, but no matter how hard he guessed, he could never have guessed this kind of question!
We didn't even consider whether you could still have children!
Thinking of this, Alfred took a deep breath and then said to Donton.

"Master, I haven't had time to do too much analysis on your hair, but from the existing analysis results, your genetic data is no different from that of a normal human being.

If we judge from this point alone, I think there is at least no reproductive isolation between you and ordinary humans.

So, you should be able to have children!"

After he finished speaking, Alfred turned to look at Selina, who was still concentrating on eating noodles, but her ears were slightly perked up.

Then he added with a smile.

"Besides, maybe your heir will come sooner than you think!"

"That's good, haha!"

Donton smiled with satisfaction, then returned to the dining table and continued eating noodles.

As he picked up the fork and picked up the pasta, he grabbed a few pieces of chicken from Selina's plate.

Behind him, Alfred sighed softly and then smiled bitterly.

"This manor has not had a female guest for a long time. To be honest, I once hoped that Bruce could bring back a hostess for the manor like you.

Even a group of hostesses would be fine."

After he finished speaking, Alfred stood behind Downton with emotion.

At the same time, Donton sipped his noodles and shook his head.

"Just Bruce Wayne?"

He turned his head and smacked the noodles twice with his mouth, which still contained noodles.

"Tsk tsk, Ah Fu, are you sure you didn't see it?

When I first saw Bruce, I felt that the man had died a long time ago.

As for what is still alive in his body, it is probably just a memory, or a few goals and some emotions.

In our Gotham, more than one old man said that there seemed to be a fire in my eyes.

Lao Deng's eyes can usually see clearly, but didn't you see it clearly? If what's burning in my eyes is fire, then what's condensed in Bruce's eyes is ice!
You can say he is an ascetic crawling among thorns, or you can say he is simply the idea of ​​revenge itself.

But no matter what, his desire is no longer a human desire, and what he pursues is not what humans would pursue! "

Having said that, Donton picked up the plate and pushed the pasta into his mouth.

Listening to the loud slurping sound, Selina raised her head in disgust and asked.

"Will eating this make you feel better?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Selina picked up the plate, stuffed it all into her mouth, and began chewing desperately, imitating Downton.

On the opposite side, Donton clapped his hands in amusement after swallowing his pasta.

"Selina, even if you are a cat, you can't just follow a dog and stick out its tongue, haha!
Have you ever calculated the difference in the size of our mouths?"

"Shut up, I'm making fun of you, can't you just have an argument with me?"

Selina raised her middle finger fiercely, and their playfulness made Alfred swallow hard.

He knew he was just forced to be a butler!

He also knew that he might not be qualified to educate these two people!

What he knew most clearly was that the person in front of him was the enemy of their Wayne family, even a mortal enemy!
but……

Ah Fu stretched out his trembling right hand and pressed it heavily on Donton's shoulder!
Afterwards, Ah Fu tried his best to endure it, but he couldn't help it, so he spoke word by word with great difficulty.

"This is really... too inelegant, this is how you should behave!!!"

After he finished speaking, Ah Fu bravely stepped forward to help Donton adjust the posture of holding the knife and fork, and even tried hard to make Donton sit up straighter.

His actions confused Downton.

So not long after, Alfu was pressed on the chair by Donton with a stiff face, and Selina cooperated by holding the plate and handing a large ball of noodles to Alfu.

"Open your mouth, Ah Fu. How can you know how happy our lifestyle is if you don't try it yourself?"

"Let me go, Donton, don't joke like that!"

"This is not a joke, old man, you have to change your aristocratic style, because out-of-touch characters are not popular nowadays!"

"I've lived like this my whole life, and I'm almost sixty, and you want me to change!"

“Open your mouth, ah…!”

“I…Mmmmm!!!”

Looking at Alfu, who was forced to chew pasta with big mouthfuls and had no aristocratic air at all, Donton and Selina high-fived him in satisfaction, and then both ran out of the restaurant.

Looking at the backs of Donton and Selina, Ah Fu smiled bitterly and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt that was stained by the soup, and couldn't help but whisper.

"How great would it be if you were really Bruce?" Although Alfu is a decent man, he used to be a British ace agent. In his past life, things like killing were just trivial matters.

If Bruce could be as cool and happy as Downton, Alfred wouldn't care if he killed anyone.

As long as Bruce doesn't become a pure psychopath, Alfu is even willing to help Bruce kill enough bad guys to maintain Bruce's rare happiness.

It's a pity that Thomas and Martha died in that alley fifteen years ago.

The Bruce in Alfu's memory has disappeared.

But now, with the passage of time, the owner who ran around Wayne Manor with the girl has become the inexplicable Downton.

but……

Ah Fu couldn't help but laugh and shook his collar.

"But that guy is also quite interesting. If Bruce had a brother like him from the beginning, perhaps Bruce would not become what he is now, right?"

While Alfu was thinking, Donton dived into Bruce's big bed.

By the bed, a maid handed Selina her pajamas and helped her put them on.

Selina asked the maid with a frown as she let her nightgown brush against her back.

“Are all rich people’s lives so extravagant that they need someone to help them dress and undress?
Do you usually serve Bruce Wayne?"

“Miss, Mr. Bruce Wayne does not allow anyone except Mr. Alfred to enter the castle.

But to be honest, if he is willing, we will all be happy to do it.

He is Bruce Wayne, after all.”

The maid responded with her head down, then glanced at Donton who was lying on the bed.

Noticing the maid's eyes, Selina grinned, then turned around and put her arms around the maid's waist.

"What are you looking at, girl."

"I'm sorry, I..." The maid was so scared that she shook her head hurriedly.

But Selina suddenly held the beautiful maid's head and continued to speak to her.

"Saying sorry is boring, there's no one in this room you can be sorry to.

I just noticed you were so absorbed in watching it, so do you want to join me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Selina leaned over unceremoniously and gently bit the maid's lips.

After a while, Selina retracted her lips from Lasi and asked Donton with a snicker.

"How about adding one?"

“Add a man and I’ll tear your head off and make it into a wine glass!

But add a woman, tsk, I can only admit that I am a double standard person. "

Donton laughed and hugged the two girls, pressing them onto the bed together.

The group's activities finally ended at midnight.

When they were done, more maids came into the room, saying they were sent by Mr. Alfred, and made their beds.

While the maid was cleaning up, Selina put on her clothes and patted Donton's thigh gently.

"I'm going to see Liv off. Do you want to come with me?"

"You go by yourself, I have to go to bed, it's almost ten o'clock!"

Downton ruthlessly rejected Selina's proposal.

Hearing this, Selina poked Little Downton fiercely, then shook her head in disdain.

"You look like a real Gothamite, but you don't have the routine that a Gothamite should have!

It's only ten o'clock now, the nightlife has just begun, you are so lazy! "

After she finished speaking, Selina left the castle in boredom, leaving Donton alone on the bed.

With the sound of rain coming from the window, Donton fell asleep quickly.

But, about an hour later...

The urgent ringing of the phone woke Donton up.

When Donton answered the phone, he immediately heard Selina cursing.

"Damn it, you're a fucking bastard. You actually ordered your men to stuff Liv's body into a cement barrel and sink it into the sea!"

"What? Water burial? Then let's do it. I'm sleeping. I'm hanging up."

Donton hung up the phone in a daze and continued to sleep, leaving Selina alone, driving the boat in a rage, looking for Liv's cement barrel near the harbor...

(End of this chapter)