Can you retire today?

As for what Clark said-"You can always win."

There is no sense of pride in Bruce's heart. He always wins because he can't lose, and he can't afford to lose.

He had no capital to lose, just an explosion almost killed him.He looked sideways at Clark, and had to say, he was a little jealous at this moment.

He believes that if people choose, more people will choose to become Superman than Batman, at least the other party will not have scars all over his body.

Sometimes when Bruce looks at his body in the mirror, there will always be a kind of indescribable surprise and disgust.

Who would have thought that the lad who used to be lazy could build such a body, and who would have thought that the brat who was known all over the world would become what he is today.

He's not proud of what he's done, he's even sick of it.

Batman never killed people, but the opponent's wailing when punching to the flesh, the various methods used in the interrogation to get news, and the cold eyes he had to walk in the dark... Everything made him sick.

He should have lived unrestrainedly, he could have acted recklessly with his family, he should be the most energetic one in the crowd, but what kind of life is he living now.

Bruce looked sideways at Clark's expression. He found that the other party seemed to be ignorant of what happened just now. He didn't know what confused the other party's Kryptonian brain. Clark seemed to think that he just helped him release the water, and then hugged him. Got into bed, then accepted his invitation to sleep with him.

As for the threatening things he said and did just now, he seemed to automatically block them.

It felt as though Clark had split and another personality just emerged.

Bruce can only think so for the time being, but he knows that although Clark's resistance to magic is very low, his mental strength is definitely not low enough to cause neurosis or even split personality.

He can't remind anything, if any key words are triggered and another personality wakes up again, there may be an Avengers vs. Superman in this world.

Clark didn't notice Bruce's complex and even slightly wary eyes, he just felt a little confused, he always felt as if he had forgotten something just now, and he was a little dazed.

Bruce didn't want to look at Clark anymore, he closed his eyes, "Good night, Clark."

Clark: "..." Actually, he wanted to say something, but seeing that Bruce had closed his eyes, he said softly, "Good night, Bruce."

Bruce thought that someone was sleeping next to him, and he would definitely have trouble sleeping tonight, but he didn't expect that he actually fell asleep in a daze, and even slept deeply and soundly.

Clark didn't sleep, and he didn't look at Bruce, knowing his gaze might keep him awake.

He just lay beside Bruce, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat and shallow breathing.

Bruce didn't sleep honestly. He slept until midnight, and half of the quilt that was originally covering Clark had been swept away by Bruce.

Clark was a little amused by this. He felt that if he was a girl, he would definitely kick Bruce off the bed.I don't know how those girls who have been with Bruce said against their will-Bruce Wayne is a very considerate lover.

Could it be that Bruce paid them for hush money?Thinking of this, Clark wanted to laugh even more.

When Bruce opened his eyes the next day, he found that Clark, who was supposed to be lying next to him, was gone, and he sat up immediately.

Because he got up too fast, he was dizzy for a few seconds.

"Clark, Clark?"

He knew that the other party would definitely hear his calling, and thinking about what happened last night, he decided that he had to follow him closely all the time in this world, lest Tony and the others accidentally irritated Clark.

Clark, who finished preparing breakfast in the kitchen, rushed back to the room where they slept last night after hearing Bruce's call.

"Good morning, Bruce."

Seeing the plaid shirt on Clark and smelling a little food on Clark, Bruce smiled, "Good morning, my boy."

Clark shook his head helplessly, "Actually, I'm not a boy anymore."

He pushed Bruce's wheelchair to the side of the bed, "Do you need my help?"

Of course Bruce didn't need it, but in order to keep the other party in his sight, he nodded and said, "Of course I do, thank you very much."

Clark took out a new suit from the closet and handed it to Bruce.

Bruce took a look and found that it was a brand with a relatively low price. This is definitely not the guy Tony would put in the room of Stark Tower, and the plaid shirt on Clark was not there yesterday.

and so--

"Is this your new one?"

The poorer little reporter touched his nose, "Yes, maybe it's not as good as what you usually wear."

"No, it's already good." Although Bruce has always worn expensive private tailoring, it's not impossible for him to wear other things.

He used to wear broken sacks when he was wandering.

However, here comes the problem——

"Where did you get the money?" He had to reasonably suspect that the other party had sold himself to Tony.

"Tony asked his smart butler to give it to me." Clark said with some embarrassment.

Bruce knew that Clark was not a person who would take other people's things in vain, he only took in vain the war damage fee he paid him.And they used to be called "Mr. Stark", but today they are called "Tony". Why are they so close?Can a little money buy you off?

"What did you pay?" If it was too much, I should "communicate" with Tony in this world.

"It's just to help Tony do a few experiments later." Clark is not a fool, of course he knows what can and can't be done.

Bruce was just about to temporarily isolate them, and even if he didn't isolate them, he had to be present when they came into contact. Clark and Tony just had nothing to do by themselves, which really made Bruce laugh.

"When you go to help him with the experiment, I must be present." This is not a discussion, but an announcement.

Clark smiled when he heard the words, "Of course, I told Tony." And he was worried about leaving Bruce alone. Although he knew Bruce was Batman, he was still injured after all.

Bruce hooked the corners of his lips, and then changed into the clothes that Clark handed over, which turned out to be just the right size.

After Bruce changed his clothes, Clark carried him into the wheelchair and pushed him to the bathroom. He even helped squeeze out the toothpaste, making Bruce look like he was severely disabled.

Bruce glanced at him, then washed up and went to the restaurant with him.

Clark pushed Bruce to the dining table, then went into the kitchen and brought out the breakfast he had made.

Natasha and the others went to the restaurant to look for food after waking up, and what they saw was the warm scene of the small town boy having breakfast with Baby Brucey. ) Exclusive secret town apple pie.

After Bruce and the others came to the restaurant, the smart butler told Tony, so Tony also came to the restaurant at this time.

Looking at the two best partners in the world who are slimier than yesterday, and even look like conjoined twins, Tony couldn't help but want to hold up the torch.

Obviously I am not single, why would I come to eat their dog food.

He sat down two places away from Bruce and the others, "By the way, do we have breakfast?"

"Of course." With that said, Clark was about to get up and go to the kitchen.

Bruce held him down, "If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he began to use Clark to help him do this and that.

Everyone looked at Clark, who was obviously enslaved, and still smiling, and walked towards the kitchen resignedly.

The breakfast prepared by Clark is still very large, enough to fill the stomachs of everyone present.

So Tony and the others had a breakfast mixed with dog food, and everyone made a point of tasting the plate of Clark's apple pie.

Looking at the two super bats who were still sticky after eating, Tony teased: "Are you guys MAKELOVE last night? After acting like this, how is it? Is the bed in Stark Tower comfortable?"

As he spoke, he winked at them ambiguously.

Hearing Tony's words, Steve almost spit out the mouthful of water he drank.

"Tony, language."

Tony couldn't help but spread his hands when he heard this word that he was very familiar with recently, "Please, we are all adults, why do we need language?"

After Clark understood the meaning of Tony's words, he hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, Bruce and I..."

Bruce gave Clark a hand and stopped him from speaking.

"The bed is okay, but it's still a bit worse than Wayne Manor." Although he was a bit fake as a playboy, he wasn't so fake that he couldn't even make a pornographic joke.And he was talking about beds, not about things grown ups love/do.

Clark's face flushed instantly.

Tony suddenly remembered a particularly ambiguous bridge in DC, so he said: "I know, none of you was alone last night, you were very close, complained to each other, talked about everything, you perfectly tapped the usefulness of friends ..."

At this time, Natasha and the others also knew what Tony was talking about, the famous DC official forced to die together - Lonely Castle Never Sleeps.

Tony's words continued, "You are like night and day, and you are more consistent than you think you are, more than twins, because you are complementary, you fit together like a hand and a glove."

After finishing speaking, those present who had read the comics couldn't help laughing.

Although Tony's tone was a bit strange, Clark felt that what the other party said was quite reasonable, and described his relationship with Bruce very appropriately.

"Is this also said in the comics? It's pretty good." Clark said stupidly.

Bruce on the side covered his face, it was really hard for him.

He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Clark, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Clark looked at his soul mate aggrievedly, "Bruce, you are closer than a brother in my heart, you are my soul mate."

Bruce, who always had a lot of fun, was defeated by the innocent little reporter this time. He kept his mouth shut, but in his heart, he made a big note of Tony.

"Wow——" Tony exclaimed in a strange way, "then who is the hand and who is the glove?"

He made a gesticulating gesture, which was quite erotic.

Even the old-fashioned Captain America saw what Tony meant and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Although Clark is dull, he is not a fool.

Seeing Tony's gestures and thinking about the reactions of other people, he finally realized what stupid thing he did just now, and his whole body turned red instantly.

He curled up silently, curled up into a lattice potato, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Bruce watched Clark being ridiculed for being so pitiful, and couldn't help lovingly stroking the little curly hair on the little fool's forehead.

But he didn't forget the dangerous look of the other party last night, so Tony found that even if he was teased until he became a tomato, the stickiness between Superman and Batman was still not over.

The author has something to say: Bruce: Keep an eye on the dangerous Clark

Tony: Can you stop being so sticky?

clark: we are soul mates

Tony: You are hands and gloves

clark: you describe it well

Steve: language

Natasha and others: Hahahahahaha

Thor: Meow meow? ? ?

Bruce: ...I'm so hard

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