After the whitewashing of Chaoying, they were reborn [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Sasha said, "Not good."

They stared at each other silently in the starlight projected on the window.

Clark: "Sasha sounds nice. Little Krypton...is the name of a Kryptonian dog I used to raise."

Sasha: "I like to be called Xiao Krypton."

Clark seemed to be slowly getting used to something, and while meditating, he called softly: "Sasha."

He called Sasha, and Sasha punched him angrily.

The god on earth had no choice but to relax his muscles so as not to break his hand.

Clark looked at him calmly: "When others call me Carl, you choose to call me Clark; isn't it fair that others call you Xiao Krypton and I call you Sasha?"

... There is clearly something to be said.

When Sasha heard this, she suddenly panicked.

Sasha: [The night I sold my ass, did I yell at him? 】

System: [Find memory.Recording file not found. 】

Sasha: […]

The system immediately dismissed the blame, and spoke vigorously: [The dog host asked to delete it! 】

Sasha was vigilant, but looking at the man's blue eyes, it didn't look suspicious or indifferent.

Shouldn't it?he thought.

According to Bu Yichao's style, if he really called the bed and called himself off the horse, Clark should immediately tie him into a pig with a mantra lasso.

He lost his mind for a moment.

The recording files are gone, and he doesn't know how much he has been exposed.

...It's all Pinru's fault anyway!

Sasha gritted his teeth bitterly in his heart, but he had no choice but to grind his teeth with the man's pectoral muscles:

"I don't want to change my name, so I will call it Little Krypton! Little Krypton was named after Clark, and Little Krypton likes this name!"

Anyway, Clark bit him casually. Compared with the hardness of the Kryptonian's muscles, the little prince's teeth might not even be considered as the baby teeth of a newborn cat.

He hugged the little mentally handicapped who was protesting fiercely on his body, feeling like he was hugging a squeaky kitten.

"Okay, Sasha, go to bed obediently." The man coaxed him.

Sasha was so angry, is this really going to change his name? ?

When he met Clark for the first time, across a table and a plate of pasta, he thought of an idea to call him by his real name;

But now the positions are reversed, who will the heavens spare.

...he felt ashamed.

When Sasha came to this world, his name was not his, and his shell was not his. Even if he stumbled and was exploited according to violence, at least he still had room for self-comfort—he was playing Xiao Krypton anyway, not himself.

But Clark refused to let him console himself.

The real him must be slowly pulled out from the soft clam shell.

This sense of shame can only resonate with the self-disintegrated Iron Man thousands of miles away.

"Little Krypton" represents a beautiful and innocent canary.

He has no need to care about the eyes of the world's envy or hatred on him - because this identity can be discarded at any time.

And "Sasha" represents a scarred dog.

It has a short-term memory of this life, all the pain, all the joy, all that can be forgotten and cannot be forgotten, are all in this name.

At this moment, this dirty name was gently entered into the lips of the god of the world.

This made him extremely ashamed.

Shouted by the man, his thin white toes could not wait to curl up, and then slammed his head into the body of steel to death.

Sasha was really angry: "—If you call again, I will get angry!"

Clark blinked his blue eyes and stopped barking.

But he looked obviously a little smug, as if he had finally won the round.

The big hand reached down to catch the little prince's clean and soft soles, and touched the toes that were curled up in embarrassment.

Clark lightly laughed at him: "Cute."

Sasha's ears turned red anxiously.

... What, what cute!

I am an upright and daring master of end-of-the-world strategies, even if his butt is wide open, he is still a hero, yet he uses cute to describe me!

What else did he want to argue about.

But the man held him on his body and shook him gently, and when he exploded, he slowly smoothed his hair.

...follow along.

Sasha fell asleep in embarrassment...

The Flash grows mushrooms and grinds foreign workers every day.

But he felt that Krypton and Clark seemed to have reconciled.

Before, he just watched Xiao Krypton running behind Clark's butt, but the man didn't give him a look at all, and he felt sorry for Xiao Krypton, thinking about how to persuade others to fight.

He also wasn't sure what kind of personality Xiao Krypton had.

Flash's brain was spinning faster than anyone else, and slowly began to feel that Xiao Krypton might be mentioning him something.

——Including handing over my notes to Hal, asking him to strictly guard against the operation of talking to Da Chao.

But he has eyes, and so does everyone in the Hall of Justice.

Xiao Krypton looks like he doesn't understand anything, and runs around foolishly all day long. In fact, it may be true that he really likes Da Chao...

The Flash leans against the wall of the Hall of Justice, chatting with Shazam.

I saw Xiao Krypton, who was leisurely strolling around, bumping into Clark who suddenly appeared.

Sasha: "..."

... His first reaction was to turn around and run.

It was easily picked up by the man, tuned up, and hugged again.

Sasha was anxious: "Little Krypton can walk by himself..."

Hugged around all day, as if he was a teddy bear!

The god on earth just smiled and said nothing.

Looking at Clark's smiling face, he always thought he saw "No, you won't ;)" in his father's blue eyes.

Clark held the little prince's butt, looking at the pretty little face in his arms.

The obedient look is cute, but the awkward look--it looks even cuter.

Clark whispered to him, "Sasha."

Sasha: "..."

so annoying! !

Ever since he got the name out of him, his father didn't know if it was an addiction or something, he chased him every day and called his name!

...It's really embarrassing, isn't it!

Even acting like a baby is out of order!

Sasha struggled a bit, but without moving, he clenched his fists and beat him.

Of course, it can't be beaten.

The little prince's feet in beautiful boots kicked in the air for a while in vain. Obviously, he was really anxious, and he bit Clark as he hugged him.

Clark bites whatever he wants.

She turned her head and kissed his fair neck and chin lightly.

Sasha bites and he kisses.

Sasha: "..."

The little prince didn't gnaw any flowers on the man, but his face and neck had already been kissed tenderly by the gods on earth.

His kisses were not erotic.It's just very light and cherished, like kissing a treasure.

Shazam: "...I need to go out and remind me, am I actually only 15 years old this year?"

The Flash smiled and said, "Don't spoil the scenery. I can move you to Philadelphia in a second."

Shazam: "Thank you, I think we should race to the past."

Two bolts of lightning whizzed past the struggling little prince.

In the end, Sasha really had no choice but to lie in his father's arms and pretend to be dead.

In the distance, Luther came over with a light screen.

He saw that the little golden retriever was fine at a glance, took a light breath, and was ready to be dissed by all kinds of overt and secret ones.

…Either he was halfway through talking to Clark, and the little guy started howling hungry.

……… Or jump to the ground and ask innocently, "Uncle bald, why is your head so bald".

As a result, he was fully on guard and approached.

Xiaozuo didn't even move.

Limbs paralyzed, eyes glazed.

Like a dead fish.

Luther: ...?

Clark helped explain: "He didn't sleep well yesterday." Then he asked, "What's the matter, Lex?"

The decisive leader's voice was very gentle at the moment, but it forced Luther, a big man, to have goose bumps all over his body.

Luther: "...Sorry, I only have some bad news here. There was a riot in the concentration camp on the 93rd, and many people escaped."

This news, Luthor bit the bullet and said it.

There is no other way, Ying Nu asked him to deliver the news, if he didn't, he might be suspected.

Under the circumstances that the global criminals have been exterminated, most of the prisoners held in concentration camps are "political prisoners", that is, men, women and children who resist the rule of the Injustice Alliance; some are "carriers of criminal genes".

In short, all those who were left outside Clark's "new world."

Superman's repression of concentration camps is generally brutal.

For the Injustice League, the concentration camp is no longer a reprieve, but a disguised excuse;

And when these criminals continue to riot recklessly, it will make Superman hate them like he hates the clown-the clown is his eternal back scale, so their only end is to be driven out.

Clark: "Hawkeye passed away?"

Luther: "Yeah, Hal's there too. Carl, I think we've got enough people here, maybe you don't have to—"

Clark paused, looking at the golden hair in his arms, he was a bit reluctant to let go of the golden retriever pup in his arms:

"You're right. Let them handle it."

Luther froze for a moment.

System: [Superman, the deviation value is reduced by 2%. 】

Sasha was still playing dead, so at first, he didn't hear clearly who the deviation value dropped.

For the few people he has been in contact with, Snake Team, Winky, Hal, and Little Spider, the deviation value is slowly decreasing every day, so he told the dog system that unless the drop exceeds 10%, there is no need to notify him.

The system accentuated the tone: [Your father, the deviation value has been reduced by 2%! 】

Sasha: 【...Uh huh? ! ? 】

He leaned on Clark's shoulder and quickly took out the character card to read.

Really.

Clark's immobile "100%" has now become "98%".

Sasha: 【Ahhhhhhh! 】

System: [Congratulations to the dog host. 】

Sasha: 【Ahhhhhhh! ! 】

System: [This wave of ass is worth selling. 】

Sasha cried like a dog deformed by the wind:

【It's worth it!It's worth it! ! 】

Although Team Snake and Black Worm have seen a much bigger decline than Clark, Sasha still feels—

It's so fucking easy! !

100% gave him a gap!

Work harder, he can do it! !

He was so excited, he said in his heart: [I have to give my dad some positive feedback quickly, to encourage him. 】

...Although he didn't understand how the deviation value was reduced.

But keep going and you'll be done!

As soon as Clark said goodbye to Luther, he heard the heart beating of the pup in his arms.

The little prince who played dead all the way raised his head in his arms, his water green eyes were wet with excitement, as if he was about to burst into tears.

He said domineeringly: "Clark! I want to give you a wish now. Whatever you want, I promise you."

Clark: "???"

He was a little dazed and a little flattered, not knowing what he had done to let the awkward little prince favor him suddenly.

Is it... because he didn't leave him and go to work on the concentration camp?

he thought.

Did the little retarded want his company so much?

It's so easy to satisfy, it's so easy to make people feel distressed.

Sasha: "Say it!"

Clark: "Okay, I'll think about it."

Sasha pulled his curly hair: "Think quickly!"

Clark couldn't laugh or cry.

However, the little mentally handicapped person has always spoken in that soft and waxy tone, and he seems to be acting like a baby sweetly.

He really racked his brains, but he didn't lack anything.

What is really lacking, even the mentally retarded can't give it.

I have to say:

"I'll take you to see the stars tonight."

Sasha looked at him suspiciously. What kind of wish was that?

Man, you look down on me?

When he saw the man's cloak that had been smoked to dark red by the gunfire, he opened his hands flatteringly:

"Wash your cloak!"

Clark looked at his white hands that were like works of art, he was reluctant, and said with a smile: "Forget it."

Watching the stars is watching the stars, and it is much better to provide a company watching service than to sleep with you.

Anyway, as long as Clark forms a fixed equation in his heart, reducing the deviation value = making him happy.

The path became wider and wider.

Sasha: [Hahahaha hiccup! ! 】

System: [Congratulations to the dog host. 】

At first, Sasha thought that looking at the stars meant that the two of them were sitting on a piece of grass, pointing at the constellation Sagittarius and Virgo, and then having a silly love story or something...

He thought of everything.

I just didn't expect that his companion was Superman.

That night, Clark "boomed" a cannon that took him to the stratosphere.

Sasha: [Fuck...]

He trembled with fear.

The god on earth floated above the clouds, and then slowly laid his body flat, so that Sasha, who was lying on his stomach, had enough sense of security.

He found that he liked to see the little mentally handicapped person lying on top of him.

It's the same when chatting, and it's also when doing bad things...

Because compared to his broad-shouldered, long-legged, muscular inverted triangle figure, the little prince's slender body seemed too petite.

When lying on his heart, it was like a clingy dog.

The little prince always liked to rest his chin on his chest to look at people.As soon as he lowered his head, and as soon as he raised his head, he happened to see those hazy and clean green eyes.

On Clark's belt, he wears a black-tech oxygen mask used by other teammates to provide oxygen during space battles.

So even at high altitude, the mentally retarded don't have to worry about breathing and temperature.

Clark wrapped him in a red cloak, stabilized his waist, and said softly:

"Don't look at me, look at the stars. Usually, the pictures on our windows are just dynamic photos, but here is the real Milky Way."

Sasha is obviously still trying to get over the fright caused by the jumping cannon:

"Alright alright."

He lay on the god of the world, looking around.

In fact, there is no need to look up at all.The beautiful starry sky above the stratosphere, which appeared clearer, had already gently enveloped the two of them.

None of them spoke, and floated quietly on the clouds for a while.

Sasha came back to his senses: No, I still want to give Clark a gift.

The more positive feedback, the better.

He pretended to take it out of his trouser pocket, but actually took out the heart stone from his backpack.

He dug it out before and turned it into Pinru's clothes, but every time he saw the color of the mind stone, he felt that it should belong to the gods on earth.

The little mentally handicapped like offering a treasure: "I picked it up! It's the color of Clark's eyes. Give it to you."

... Clark is no longer flattered.

His family knows how to eat, sleep, and slap and beat people all day long. Tonight, he suddenly became very enthusiastic and offered to give him gifts?

Clark said softly, "I'll take it. Thank you, Sasha."

Sasha was stumped by his own name: "..."

But when he looked at the god on earth who was looking at the mind stone, he gradually became a Buddha.

Forget it, you will get used to it when you yell.

As long as his dad doesn't call him by his name in bed.

Clark held the beautiful little stone in his hand for a while, then suddenly said, "I want one more gift, Sasha."

Sasha said generously, "Say it."

Clark looked at his little prince.

From his vantage point, behind Sasha was the entire star-studded night sky.

It was really like falling into his arms from the Milky Way.

Only now he knows that the star that fell into his arms may be another precious soul.

That blue stone seems to have given him a little bit of greed.

So Clark said softly, "Just give me a kiss."

Sasha thought, his father really did it innocently.

He rubbed against the man, climbed up a bit, and hugged the man's neck.

Sasha wanted to kiss his father on the cheek.

But the god of the world lies above the clouds of night, with those blue eyes, a lake full of stars.

There was also himself reflected in the lake, a little blond prince with red ears.

As if by coincidence, the little prince's soft lips were slightly crooked, and he pecked on the plump lower lip of the god on earth.

Clark: "..."

Clark: "Do you know what kissing means here, Sasha?"

Sasha said stubbornly: "I don't know."

Clark said to him: "Xiao Krypton doesn't know, doesn't Sasha know?"

Sasha: "...I don't know."

Clark caressed the little prince's heart, with a gentle smile in his eyes: "I really don't know?"

Sasha: "Don't know. Don't know. Don't know."

The man caressed his heart with his hand, went around his neck to the back of his head, and gently pulled him down towards him.

Under the falling stars, they kissed tentatively.

At this moment, a voice in Sasha said:

Fuck it, I'm done.

But in the next second, he thought again:

Just finish it, fuck the world!