Mrs Wayne

Please, when you were Superman, my husband told me as a gossip 200 years ago, don’t make it seem so mysterious that everyone doesn’t know, okay?Since Bruce started working on Batman, he began to consciously collect information about these superheroes, and occasionally we would bite our ears and gossip together.

To be honest, these superheroes are quite exciting in private, and of course we who play them are even more exciting.

Just as I was thinking about it, the thugs over there actually raised their guns and started shooting at my husband in the next round. I was about to be unable to breathe.

God, they beat him.

I watched Batman snort, and then raised his cloak to block the attack from the opponent. The bullets and his cloak burst into violent sparks. Behind the sparks was my husband, who ran forward suddenly in the next second. After a few steps, he punched the shooter.

The mercenary on the opposite side was not weak either, he looked like a Lian Jiazi, and after losing the weapon in his hand without any hesitation, he confronted my husband like this.Because the two of them were wrestling together, the people around didn't even dare to continue shooting. Seeing that the other party was still fighting with my husband back and forth, and even occasionally hammered him twice, my mentality was about to collapse. .

I'm about to pass out... This bitch actually dares to fight back.

While beating and shouting, he summoned the surrounding accomplices to help him, "Hey, this guy is not the one from Metropolis, everyone, don't be afraid."

Knock imitation mother!

Can you hear me yelling at you for knocking on your imitation mother?

I couldn't help it anymore, I turned my head and continued spraying on the edge OB Superman beside me, "Think about it, what the hell are you doing? Aren't those people your enemies?"

I stared at the Superman in front of me, even if he was handsome, elegant and handsome, so what?Look at the idiots over there, how dare they beat my husband?

Seeing another person punch my husband back, I turned my head and yelled at Superman, "Look at those people beating innocent citizens, won't your conscience hurt?"

Clark Kent: ...

The man with the blue eyes was staring at me quietly at the moment, he pressed his lips tightly, the man in the blue suit glanced at the situation over there, then suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed me asked, "Who are you? How do you know this?"

The other party's burning big hand was attached to my arm in an instant, and I couldn't help trembling all over in an instant. I was so scared that I took a few steps back, took a deep breath and said to Superman, "Go and put it on me first." Things over there are settled."

He raised his eyebrows and retracted his hands in embarrassment. The handsome man wearing black-rimmed glasses glanced at the fighting scene not far away, and then pulled his tie in front of me. , the next second, the man in front of me disappeared.

Oh... pretty fast.

Then, the damn guy who was shouting loudly just now, don’t be afraid, this is not a metropolis without Superman’s kidnappers, and they were directly solved by Superman.

In a few seconds so fast that it was almost impossible to react, all the people were directly knocked out, accompanied by the exclamation of the surrounding Gotham crowd, oh my god, it is Superman, Superman came to Gotham shouting, wearing red Superman in the blue cloak glanced at me for the last time, and flew away with these guys.

I saw that Batman, who had been panting all the time, had a brief eye contact with Superman after he came, and then disappeared into the darkness in the next second.

Obviously he can solve things in three seconds, the people of Gotham also need such a hard-working vigilante, and occasionally working overtime is not a big deal.

That's right, watching my husband rush up and get beaten just now, it was heartless.

Forget it, for the sake of his work in the end, you can still praise him when you meet him later.

When my husband ran back wiping his sweat hypocritically, I felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat even his forehead. He tried his best to look relaxed, but there was still a trace of bruise on his face.How did he bring all the Batman suits, why did he bring the suits?Countless questions surrounded me, but thinking of how he was beaten just now, I still feel sorry for him.

After all, there are outsiders here, so I don't have much to say, so I pretended for him, "Bruce, you were swept away by the crowd just now."

Because of the sudden appearance of chaos, not many people noticed him, but Bao Buqi had sharp eyes, so I took his hand and said, "I'm really scared."

Bruce coughed, but he still had a relaxed smile on his face, "Honey, are you okay?"

I didn't, except that I was in a bad mood when I saw you being beaten just now...

Thinking about it, I still feel a little sad. I am really worried about his health, and I am not in the mood to tell these people here that in such a disaster, there are still people who want to talk to us and try to comfort us.

Bruce on the side also pulled his tie, and then planned to describe the scene he just saw casually and exaggeratedly, "Hey, you said Superman, that's really handsome."

I turned my head and stared at him for a moment, isn't he tired?I remember Batman's suit was very heavy.

At this time, it was time for me to go out. I pretended to have a headache and swayed for a while. The man next to me immediately reacted instinctively and wanted to support me. I was worried that it would overwhelm his wound. I just leaned on his arm weakly. Rubbing his temples and whispering, "I'm so tired."

Raising my head, I looked at the crowd around me with an innocent and pleading look, "What happened just now was really terrible. I have never experienced such a terrible thing. Now I am terrified even thinking about it. Now I'm so tired that I don't even want to talk."

Pressing my chest, I only felt that Bruce beside me seemed to be looking at me seriously.

He hesitated for a while, and asked with some concern, "Are you okay?"

I didn't answer, and I looked sad, painful and helpless. The guys in front of me who wanted to impress me were idiots and they should have realized that I wanted to leave, not to mention that they were certainly not idiots just to please us.

So everyone said

Ah, in this case, the young master and wife of the Wayne family should go back early.

I hypocritically said politely, "Thank you, I will definitely talk to you more when I have the opportunity in the future, ah... I have a headache."

Bruce was really worried beside me, he stretched out his hand to take me into his arms, then I pinched his arm and mouthed two words to him, " go home."

Bruce beside me: ...

He couldn't help it instantly, the vain smile just now couldn't help but deepened a little bit, the handsome man's hair was messy at the moment, but his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's, and the tension in the blue eyes began to fade , slowly filled with a smile.

When he supported me and took me back to the car and drove home, when Bruce helped me fasten my seat belt, he still asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Hey..." I sighed, watching my husband charge into battle, it's really unacceptable, I'm afraid I'll become a widow if I'm not careful.

But who made him like to do such a thing.

I patted his arm, leaned in front of him, met those blue eyes and asked seriously, "What about you?"

"Are you OK……"

In the small carriage, I looked at him two by two. He was like a fearless god of war just now, with a body that is obviously a mortal but possesses enormous strength. At this moment, he looks like a slightly melancholy noble young master, with a look on his face. When looking at me, there was a moment of trance.

The night outside the car was so quiet that only the sound of traffic could be heard. I saw him sitting in the driver's seat lower his eyes, and after a moment of disordered breathing, he stretched out his hand and patted my head, "It's okay. .”

He paused, and then said softly, "It's all right."

It's still very strange, I really think his mood in front of me is very strange, from just now I feel that he has been angry, like a volcano constantly suppressing himself.

I loosened the seat belt that was tied to me, and then I went directly from the co-pilot to the edge of his chair in front of him. Thanks to the good performance of the sports car and the large and comfortable chair, I sat sideways Sometimes, it only touches his body lightly.

Bruce seemed a little uncomfortable with my sudden approach, he tugged on the tie he had already loosened, and turned his eyes away.

I stretched out my hand to gently touch his face, and then couldn't help asking him in a low voice, "Bruce, you are very angry, can you tell me why?"

He didn't answer me, and didn't speak any more, he just frowned and looked dignified.

Bruce looked at the night as if looking at an unknown distant place.

It may be because I didn't let him drive, and waited for his answer. After a long time, he said softly, "I just, can't imagine that there are so many terrible threats where they are still alive."

As if he had exhausted his strength, it was the first time he showed such a fragile and childlike expression in front of me, "Because it is Gotham, it is even more unforgivable."

Are you worried about mom, dad and me?

Thinking of this knight walking in the dark night, I feel so sorry for him, I couldn't help reaching out and wrapping my arms around his head, then kissed him lightly.

"Don't be afraid, you are the best."

I hugged him, kissed his forehead again, and whispered, "We are all okay, we will always be together..."

He closed his eyes slowly, then stretched out his hand, and just hugged me with his backhand like this, leaning gently on my body, and took a long breath.

"Yes."

"They're all still here..."

After returning home at night, because I felt sorry for him, I specially found medicine for the wound and planned to give him medicine. Bruce seemed to be taking medicine alone at night, but he was a little surprised when he saw me carrying the medicine box.

He didn't say anything, just sat there quietly waiting for me to finish him.

I think he must be exhausted, sure enough, Bruce didn't say anything when he came back, just fell asleep, staring at his face, but I was a little insomnia at night.

The next day, I called the editor-in-chief of the Daily Planet, "Oh...are you the Daily Planet?"

"I have something to tell you, how much is your newspaper?"

I said lightly, "I bought it."

The author has something to say:

This is the best world, so the guys who do things here must be educated by batman...

As for the little wife who bought the Planet Daily, the Wayne family is so rich, thank you everyone