Countess' lover

"Mr. Kent! Are you listening to me?"

This is already the third time today, the third time that Lori deliberately found fault with Clark, and it was also the third time that Clark stared at her chattering little mouth in a daze.

Lori was very angry, sitting at her desk with her head thrown back, staring fiercely at the man standing beside her.Her eyes were round and round, and the emerald green eyes were crystal clear, and they seemed to have some kind of brilliance when they rolled around.She deliberately modified her eyeliner to make her eyes deep and charming, so that staring at a man makes people feel energetic.Clark liked Lori like this, even when she was mad at him.

Her lips are very small, and they form an o-shape when they are opened, making them even more cute when they pout.She put on pink lip gloss, lightly dyed it a little, and it smudged slightly, the pink was like a delicious snack.It must be very sweet.

"Clark Kent!" The man's trance for a long time made Lori extremely angry. She slammed the typed draft in her hand on the table, even though her head only reached the man's chest, she looked domineering. "Planet Daily will not fail to recruit people. If you don't want to, I will approve your resignation request."

Clark squinted his eyes, looked down at Loli slightly, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he didn't understand why Loli was so angry again, but he still said with a good attitude, "Sorry, I didn't resign thoughts." He looked at Lori with eyes full of tolerance and complicated emotions, as if he was facing a lover who was ignorant and coquettish.

The fire in Lori's heart flickered, and it seemed that she was still showing signs of weakening after being looked at by the man with such eyes.She waved her hand pretending to be tired, signaling Clark to go out.After the door closed, he covered his face with his hands to hide his expression.

How could she really want to fire Clark?Not to mention that Clark's work ability is still very satisfactory, even if Superman has been making headlines recently, she can't fire Clark.What's more, if this guy is sad and runs away, where can she find a man who has a long-lasting body, is strong enough and likes him?

Thinking of this, Lori became a little worried again.In the past two days, Clark has been watching her in a daze for longer and longer. He is already a fool, so he won't be scolded by her to make him even more stupid, right?Lori bit her lower lip, feeling that she needed to comfort Mr. Superman's wounded heart at night.

Lori's idea was good in her own opinion, but for Mr. Clark Superman Kent, it was terrible.

At night, Lori ran to the garden balcony on the second floor in the translucent pajamas she bought specially, and carrying a bottle of brandy.She took two cups, one big and one small.Lori wisely kept the small cup for herself and put the big one opposite.

The dark brown liquid was rippling in the glass. She turned the goblet gently, raised her head, and shouted casually, "Mr. Superman, are you there?"

Superman didn't keep her waiting for long, it seemed like just a few breaths, he slowly landed in front of her.Lori was thinking, did he stay here long ago and silently watch her, or did he just fly over when he heard her call?Either way, it makes her happy.

Lori thinks that she has always been a person who makes herself happy and makes others happy, so she happily decides to invite Superman to drink, using a large cup.

Superman looks depressed, he's not in the same mood as Lori.So he took the glass and poured it without a word.One cup bottomed out.

Lori felt distressed, this was one of her best bottles of brandy.She continued to pour Superman, though, and it occurred to Lori that Clark, as far as she knew, was a terrible drinker.

"Tonight, it seems that the heroes of the metropolis are not very busy." After another big drink, Lori gave up the idea of ​​continuing to pour wine and started to chat.

"Maybe..." Superman rested one hand on the table, supporting his head.He looked sober, but Lori knew he was going to be drunk.

After countless experiments, now is the best time to ask questions.Lori stood up, holding her wine glass, which was full of liquor.She sat down next to Superman, put the glass to her lips, sipped it, and handed it to Superman again. "You don't look happy, have another drink?"

Superman took the cup, didn't refuse, and drank it down.He supported his head and stared at Lori closely.Those blue eyes.Like a sea of ​​raging waves, it seems that people will be submerged at any time.

Lori reached out to touch the man's hair, wanting to change his hairstyle to the guy she was more familiar with, not Superman, the hero of the entire Metropolis.Clark belonged only to her, while Superman belonged to many people.

The man let her play with him, without any intention of resisting or refusing, and stayed there obediently, like a big cute dog.It's so cute!The villain in Lori is cheering, it looks like her Mr. Clark Superman is really drunk.

"You look a lot like someone I know well." Lori gently stroked the contours of the man's face with her fingers, with a hint of temptation.

Superman tilted his head, turned his entire face to her, pursed his lips, and said nothing.I don't know if he understands it or not.He put his hand on the back of Loli's hand, his blue eyes seemed to be covered with something, and he called out uncertainly, "Lollie?"

This time he didn't deliberately change his voice, it was Clark's voice, deep and thick like a violin.Lori felt her heart was beating very fast, and Xiaolu, who had been depressed for several years, jumped up again, as if she had found herself who jumped from the upstairs and let the man catch her back then.

She leaned down and slid her fingers to the man's chest. There was a big "s" in the metal triangle. "What does it mean? Why put an s on the chest?"

Lori traced the shape of that S, more like stroking a man's chest, firm and broad, Mr. Superman's figure seemed to be better than that of Clark back then.It made her very satisfied.

Clark didn't answer her, and the drunk man reacted several beats slower than usual.But Lori was not impatient at all, she asked again, "What does this s mean, can you tell me?"

This time Superman understood. "It's hope," he repeated slowly. "On Krypton, it means hope."

"Krypton?" Lori blinked her eyes, not quite understanding the new term.She thought for a while, then raised her head suddenly, could it be that Clark is an alien?

Well, if he is really an alien, there is no problem. Aliens, and the mutation of the earthlings she thought before, can't be found anywhere.

After realizing that aliens are not a big deal, Lori felt that she still had to follow her own steps.She leaned over and made the man's eyes meet her own, until only her shadow was left in his eyes before asking him, "You are unhappy, why?"

This way made it easier for Superman to concentrate. He propped his head up and looked at Lori in confusion, "It's windy at night."

Lori: ...Is that the reason?She stared at Superman, but Superman patted her arm lightly, "I'm going to catch a cold, Lori goes in..."

He is really drunk.Lori pulled the corners of her mouth tightly, not to let herself smile too happily, she moved closer, put her arms around Superman's neck, and pressed his lips gently.The fragrance of the thick wine made her seem a little drunk.