[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham X King's Thoughts

"How about it?"

Peter put his hands on his chin and looked at Dick who was eating stew, and put the pasta he had made before: "Are you allergic to peanuts? Would you like some peanut butter?"

"Yes, thank you, Peter."

Dick sketched restlessly with his left hand. This ass is really a little like the one he saw this morning.

Oh no, Dick, why are you staring at a man's ass?Quickly turn your gaze back.

Parker watched with a livid face as the absent-minded Dick poured the vegetable hibiscus soup that Aunt May had made into his mouth.

"Oh no……"

Dick slammed the soup bowl down on the table, clutching his neck tightly to prevent himself from spitting it out.

"Do you like it?" Mei took off her apron and put the last plate of sliced ​​apples and grapes on the table.

"I love so much"

No, the taste of stewing is still normal. What's the matter with this soup? !

Peter put his hand on his forehead - Aunt May's talent for cooking is only Spanish stew and instant food, what soup, what fried rice?

Dick, you have to be strong.

Mei laughed: "As long as you like it, eat more. This is fruit. You can eat it together later."

"Thank you auntie..."

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"You can live with me tonight," Peter spread the bed sheet, "Tomorrow I will go to the Daily Horn for an internship, so I can help you see if the media can help you find the Mr. Wayne you mentioned... Maybe I You can ask if you can help you publish a missing person notice in the newspaper."

Dick looked at Peter bent over the creases of the sheets, looking from the back of his shoulders to his waist and finally to his buttocks, and he thought something was wrong.

Aunt May just talked for a long time with Dick, the friend of women. During the conversation, he knew that the good old man who helped him was Peter Parker, a student in Midtown High School. National physics competition... But Aunt Mei also lamented that her nephew is a bit too introverted, not good at sports and has few friends.

But how could this young man in an undershirt who appeared in front of him not be good at sports?Although it is different from myself, but with the thin layer of abdominal muscles that Dick has managed to cultivate, Peter's smooth inner thigh muscles are not something that can be developed simply by saying that he loves sports-this piece is comparable to what kind of abdominal muscles The biceps are much harder to train.

Dick thought back to that familiar ass, he'd seen too many coincidences.

"I've made the sheets, do you prefer a softer pillow or a harder one?" Peter didn't know that his vest was being taken off.

Dick reached for the china fruit bowl, picked up a grape, and pretended to miss it.

When he came back to his senses, Parker had already picked up the fruit plate and put it back on the desk next to him: "I was a little careless just now, maybe you would like a flannel blanket?"

"Spiderman," Dick paused, "a harder pillow."

"Okay...wait a minute you just said..."

"Thank you, Spider-Man, for bringing me down from the roof this morning."

Peter looked like he was about to be out of breath. "What the hell are you talking about?"

There was a smirk on his face: "Did you see Spider-Man this morning? Oh, he's a new superhero in New York, it seems you're lucky...I'm a fan of his too, you know? I Wrote a lot in the Daily Bugle..."

"Peter Parker is Spider-Man," Dick turned and opened his cape-wrapped uniform, took out his domino mask, and brought it over his face, "I'm Robin."

Looking at Dick's serious eyes, Peter's voice became smaller and smaller: "I'm really not... well, it's me, how did you find out?"

"Aunt May said you were a nerd, but I found that your vastus muscles are as beautiful as mine."

Dick came over and patted Peter's butt: "Superheroes are the same size, not to mention ordinary students can't catch a fruit bowl that falls from three meters away."

"You did it on purpose just now! You must have a perfect score in logic," Peter scratched his hair, "but you must keep it a secret from Aunt May."

"And... what are you wearing?"

Robin, having adjusted his green-scaled shorts, is now buttoning the yellow buttons of his jacket: "My uniform."

He sorted out the Robin badge on his chest one last time, and smiled: "I'm a superhero too."

"Robin Hood?"

"Almost, little spider."

"I haven't heard of it in New York... I haven't been a superhero for long, your clothes are so bright, it feels a bit like a traffic light."

Dick's originally handsome smile was crooked, and he said in a vicious voice, "Is your uniform so handsome? Baby in pajamas?"

"It's not pajamas, it's just long johns, and I've carefully dyed them. The spiders on it are embroidered and pasted by myself... Oh, okay."

Peter turned around and looked at Robin's uniform, and had to admit that his uniform looked much more expensive than his own, but now he couldn't help but start to diverge his thoughts: "Why did you appear on the roof before? Can't you find your companions? Robin Hood, or are you from far away Sherwood, England? Are you really the Earl of Huntington? Are you really good at archery? I have seen you The movie... oh my god, this is the first time I've seen another superhero."

Dick sighed softly, and he sat on the edge of the bed where the sheets had just been laid: "Peter, I don't belong to this world."

Perhaps Robin was too gullible. If the person who came was Batman, then this Mr. Detective would never easily reveal his identity and origin to others without careful investigation.

But for Dick, he was willing to trust the boy who brought a suicidal young man down from the top of the mansion in the early morning to persuade him, he wanted to trust such a good neighbor in New York-even if it was just a masked man in pajamas .

"Of course you don't belong to this world, Cool! You really went with Richard the Lionheart..."

Dick put his hand against the chattering mouth: "I am a modern person, although I am also Robin, but not the green elf in Wood Forest."

His blue eyes are serious: "I'm from Gotham."

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"I understand." Lying on the bed and finally listening to a series of long stories, Peter finally knew that the boy next to him was a young hero who was fighting for justice in another world. "Then does your city need you very much now?"

"Then do you need my help?" The identity of a trainee reporter at the New York Good Neighborhood level can't help Dick, "I can help you investigate the information together."

"No, I can find it myself, as long as you are willing to lend me your computer."

"Of course!" Peter proudly pointed to the self-assembled computer in his bedroom, "You can use it as you like."

"I think you're a little gullible," Dick sighed. "I guess you didn't pass your internship."

"It's true that I haven't had superpowers for a long time," Peter admitted readily, "but there's a reason I want to trust you."

No matter how good-hearted Peter is, he would not just take someone home and let him face Aunt May: "I saw you helping that homeless Hans on the street, very careful...you will use The hot water soaked the baguettes for Old Hans, and I rarely saw those volunteers being so careful."

"So I thought, you're supposed to be a good person, and you're in trouble, and I need to help you."

"Oh," Dick couldn't help laughing, "did anyone say you're as sweet as a donut?"

"Your description is too disgusting."

"Really? Wally loves it."

"Wally?"

"A dear friend of mine, he runs like lightning."

Peter became curious: "Then what is your superpower?"

Dick choked: "Super power? I don't have super power..."

Robin thought for a long time, making fists with his left hand and palms with his right: "My super power is that my guardian is super rich?"

"Is it like Iron Man? Well, you probably don't know Iron Man, it's Mr. Stark. Among the superheroes I know so far, apart from Captain America, it should be Mr. Stark."

"...Do you know the name of this Iron Man?" Didn't you just become Chaoying for a few months?

"Because the whole world knows it."

"There is also this..."

The voices of the two gradually became quieter, and when Peter's eyelids were about to stick together, he heard a very low voice: "Thank you, Peter."

Peter replied vaguely: "You're welcome, it's my responsibility..."

Dick, whose eyelids were about to stick together, opened them, feeling choked.

This Peter Parker... he sees himself as responsible?It reminded him of the city Batman carried on his back.

Robin saw a bit of Batman in this healthy, sunny and lively young hero.

What happened to you?Peter.

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When the sunlight shone into the small window of Peter's bedroom, he opened his eyes and saw that only the depression of the bed beside him proved that there had been a person here.

"Dick?"

Dick came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth: "Aunt May gave me the toothbrush and toothpaste before going to work—she said that the change for your breakfast today is ready on the dining table."

Peter reached out and tapped his little head: "Okay, okay, I'm going to get up."

"However," Dick took out the toothbrush and continued to mumble, "I found cereal in the refrigerator and made some cereal with milk, if you want to drink..."

"Then we'll have porridge with milk."

Dick turned and went back to the bathroom, Peter rubbed his eyes and pulled back the covers.

A twisted hot towel hit his face accurately, and Dick, who had thoroughly washed himself, was full of energy today: "Peter! I think I should get an ID card first."

"Is there a different world registration transit center in New York?"

"what is that?"

The author has something to say: It's obvious that it's not the Avengers line, nor is it exactly the old trilogy or The Amazing Spider-Man.

Yes, this is the Spider-Man of the Berry Universe, which combines comics and cartoons, as well as some extraordinary and Toby bug settings.

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By the way, let's push another book in advance, Omega Batman will be opened later.

[Comprehensive British and American] How to wake up my blackened old father

Gavin Kent is a demigod - as his godfather Bruce likes to call him.

His father is Superman and his mother is Wonder Woman. Gavin, who grew up under the guidance of his godfather Batman, is the leader of a new generation of superheroes.

But the three parents who are good at hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat did not tell him how to deal with the magical talent he inherited from Paradise Island.

Open your eyes to another world, Gavin, who is a speedster, doesn't panic, not panic at all.

Seeing his father in white uniform, Gavin didn't panic, he didn't panic at all.

Seeing his mother who wanted to kill his father, Gavin didn't panic, he didn't panic at all.

Seeing the godfather wearing a sexy uniform and holding Uncle Dick on an iron chain, Gavin didn't panic, he didn't panic at all.

Gavin panicked when he saw his father who had lost his curly hair and insisted on sharing green kryptonite snacks with him.

……

How do I save my old fathers who are out of their minds?

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The retired dark knight is teaching the son of God on Earth 22, hoping that the child can learn to treat the earth like his father.

Gavin, the son of Superman and Wonder Woman who accepted the teaching of the Big Three of Zhenglian, lived up to the expectations of the godfather, and the old fathers who were blackened by violent hammers successfully saved the earth.

感谢在2020-06-2423:37:30~2020-06-2521:39:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket: ATruffle_1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Krypton fairy tale big blue bird;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: ATruffle_, 10 bottles of pepper fish roe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!