Mrs Wayne

When I got up, I applied a beautiful makeup without any haste, and then came to the office after a simple breakfast.

While eating, I specifically asked Alfred, "Where did Bruce go?"

Alfred snorted, and then explained to me with a smile, "In the morning, the young master went to the garden as soon as he got up."

what……

I was a little bit upset, "How is he doing this morning?" No one would go to the conservatory right after recovering from illness, really, it would be good to have a little more rest.

"If not, soon I will..."

Seemingly noticing that I wanted to go to the conservatory after dinner, Alfred coughed, and the butler in a black suit lowered his voice, "Although we all know that the little lady really wants to go to the young master, but now I'm in the study A customer has been waiting for a long, long time."

Wipe, almost forgot about Superman.

However, compared to Superman and her husband, of course her husband is more important!

I pouted, and Alfred obviously saw my hesitation, and he smiled and said to me, "It's not a good thing to keep that guest waiting, especially if the other party has another identity. , I’ll go there later.”

"Oh... In fact, if the master and madam know, it must mean the same thing."

"After all, we don't want the young master to call our family doctor back when he recovers from his illness." Alfred said with a smile while helping me pour the milk, "Is this okay, my lady? "

It seems that everyone is dissatisfied with the behavior of doing nothing before Bruce's disease. I nodded, and then suddenly felt that my husband forgot my name. Combined with his complicated and changeable reactions recently, I felt a little strange .

Can't help but confirm with Alfred beside him in a low voice, "Will he be like this before?"

"Young master?" The butler who has been with Bruce hesitated for a while, and then nodded to me, "Yes, he has been like this since he was a child, a very optimistic and lively boy. "

The other party turned back the history with a mysterious expression, "I remember one time when the young master was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was also seriously ill that time. Mrs. Martha and Master Thomas took care of him for two days, but the young master just Went to the top of Gotham to ski the next day after recovering."

"Can you imagine?" Alfred continued to sigh while helping me pour the milk, "Master and a group of classmates just ran to the top of the snowy mountain. After being discovered, Master Thomas almost drove him back in a helicopter .”

"Mrs. Martha was also very angry that time."

He sighed, "Master Bruce is like this, he is really a mischievous and tireless child."

I:? ? ?

What is a very optimistic and lively boy?This is daily death.

Then I thought about it carefully, fifteen or sixteen-year-old Bruce ran to the top of the mountain to ski after recovering from his illness, and suddenly felt soft-hearted again. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that the first time he was almost burnt out was not to kiss his wife, be obedient It's not too much to lie on the bed and go to the garden to grow flowers with your ass pouted...

Fart, when I come back, I will let him know what fried pork with bamboo shoots is.

I had a gentle and considerate smile on my face. Of course I wouldn’t complain about Bruce in front of Alfred. After all, Alfred watched Bruce grow up. If you say that Bruce is not good in front of him, it’s because he’s out of his mind. Well, good girls deal with their husbands in private.

"Then trouble you."

"Ah... I almost forgot, do you still want to eat bacon later?"

"No need, we can't make our guests wait for a long time." The guests are not the most important thing, the important thing is to quickly catch the husband back to recuperate.

After a hasty breakfast, I went directly to the study in Wayne Manor. Just as I stepped into the study, Clark Kent seemed to have been sitting there for a long time. The handsome Apollo-like man in his eyes was a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a while before speaking, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Wayne."

The other party was wearing trousers and a white shirt this time, and he looked more mature with a tie on. He put his hand to his mouth and coughed, "I've already written today's column."

Oh.

I nodded, and stretched out my hand to Clark in front of me to fetch the headline he wrote tomorrow. I have already thought about the title, it is the passionate love story of the Wayne couple one two three, if you look at the follow-up reaction Well, I can still give him a sequel.

As a result, I opened it casually, and instantly became energetic.

It's obviously a love story full of passion and affection, but the other party wrote it like a plain water story, and it was written like this from the perspective of a straight man.

One day, Mrs. Wayne, who went to Wayne Enterprises for an internship, immediately fell in love with President Wayne, who also came from home to experience life as an intern. After the two met and communicated briefly, they found that their hobbies and interests were very similar.Afterwards, the two of them started the dungeon of falling in love. In short, two people went out to eat, date and go shopping. Ordinary things can make people's teeth fall out...

Why is he like this!

After I read it, I took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, I won't talk about the description and narrative of this story, can you explain why President Wayne, my husband, you actually No compliment on his handsomeness?"

Why?How dare you not even use a handsome guy in the whole article.

My husband is so handsome!

Clark Kent looked more and more uncomfortable sitting there, he pushed his glasses, "Um..."

I looked at the equally handsome man who was wearing glasses in front of me, and asked with a vigilant face, "You don't think he's more handsome than you are, do you?"

Clark Kent: ...

Seeing that the Superman expression in front of me was a bit wrong, I sighed, "Of course I'm not questioning your professionalism, but let's not say that this love story is written as plain water, it seems to be useless and completely illogical It’s a mess. Let’s talk about Bruce in it. Why is Bruce, so handsome, written by you as an ordinary president? You know, there are not many handsome men like my husband in the United States. All right!?"

"It's handsome."

Again.

Clark Kent took a deep breath after listening, and Superman started coughing in my face, and he coughed for a long time before trying to speak to me.

The boss immediately continued, "You know I don't want to hear an explanation, I just want to know why before you bought your newspaper, you all boasted about Superman so movingly, what is the man of steel, what muscles are like the most beautiful art, and what he is big You can say things like the savior of the city, why is it that my husband just said that Wayne will be the future president."

Hi mom, are you sorry?

If you brag about Superman, you won’t leave room for bragging about my Gotham husband being so stingy, and I’m still your boss.

Superman, who I'm staring at, explained, "I didn't write Superman's column..."

I immediately pouted, "I didn't imply that you were bragging, what are you doing?"

Clark Kent: ...

He seemed to have a headache and began to rub his temples, rubbing and rubbing, he seemed to laugh angrily, and then the man who put away his hands raised his head and stared at me, "So, what do you want to do?"

When those azure blue eyes like the universe fell on me, there was no way to hide his handsome face even through a plain mirror, especially those eyes, which almost seemed to pull people into the galaxy in an instant Just as gorgeous.When his eyes fell on me, I froze for a moment, Clark Kent looked up at me, stared at me deeply, and repeated his question, "What do you want?"

Although the man was sitting next to me, he felt very oppressive, especially when he looked serious, he looked even more imposing.

In the slightly dark small study, the man sitting on the sofa looked up at me with a blank expression, instinctively hugging the column in front of him and putting it on his chest to block it slightly, and then I still used the boss's thinking Said to my happiest thinking, "Change."

"You change it."

Clark Kent's expression went blank, and I asked tentatively, "Have you never changed the manuscript before?"

Then I watched Clark Kent obediently take out his laptop. Considering his age, it would be inhumane to lie on the sofa.I'm such a good boss. To make him comfortable, I let him sit on the big chair in Wayne's house. I sat on the armrest next to him, and then I started to teach Superman how to write romance novels.

"Hey... No, this sentence of yours doesn't reflect the astonishment of the first meeting, but you need to use more sentences to express my excitement, please bring it in!"

"Why can't you bring it in, why are you like this, you are a professional writer!"

I slapped him beside him angrily, and I felt as if Superman had just blown his breath and rolled his eyes secretly.

The man in the white shirt sitting on the seat started to roll up his sleeves in a bad mood. When he slowly rolled up his cuffs, I only saw him showing his thick-sturdy body Arms, I glanced at the muscles on his arms inadvertently, and felt that they were several circles thicker than my arms. He deserved to be called a man whose every body line was perfect enough.

But what's the matter, first correct the manuscript for me, just when we revised the manuscript for the seventh time and I was still not satisfied.

"Ah, ah, here, here, add a description, to write that his eyes are like stars, like the moon, and like the sun shining into my heart like this."

The next second, I heard a loud bang, and I was instantly stunned.

I saw Clark Kent suddenly hammer down the table in front of me, and I froze for a moment. The table in front of us suddenly cracked a big crack under his impact. This is a table made of the most advanced alloy. It is said that it can Can withstand a magnitude [-] earthquake...

I was stunned for a moment, and Clark Kent seemed to be a little uncomfortable pulling his neckline, and I suddenly felt aggrieved, "What are you doing?"

"are you mad?"

I weighed it, and then decided to adopt a different policy to deal with the scene in front of me. If my husband is not here, he won't want to beat me.

Superman shouldn't be like this...

"But I'm also here for work, and I'm still your boss." He lowered his head, doing the pathetic thing he always does after making my husband angry, the Superman in front of me turned his head, "I'm not..."

When he turned his head, I happened to be brewing my own feelings, and a tear in the corner of my eye seemed to have yet to fall, and I held my heart and pretended to be wronged, "I just want you to write more realistically about my encounter with Bruce, after all This is for everyone to see and I hope everyone wishes us well."

Clark Kent paused for a moment, and the man who turned around looked up at me for a moment. After a long time, he took a deep breath with some headaches.

I secretly glanced at him cautiously, oh, he didn't mean to hit me.

So I trembled again in an instant, and added a sentence, "And I just want to write well, I paid a salary."

Superman took another deep breath, and the man couldn't help shaking his head. His whole body happened to have one of his hands on the table and the other on the back of the chair. He looked at me helplessly. After a long time, I felt that he was deeply After taking a few deep breaths, I said to me, "Okay, okay, continue to change."

hey.

Just when I was about to continue to guide Clark Kent, my husband suddenly sounded suspicious and wary from the door not far away, "What's going on here?"

Turning his head, he saw Bruce in his pajamas staring at Clark Kent alertly, "Why are you here?"

The author has something to say:

The simple country man has never seen a woman with such a style. At this moment... he is on the road of being enslaved and cannot extricate himself.

But even Superman doesn't like rushing to drafts and crying.

Mrs. Wayne vs. Superman eats to death

White Bat: Damn, why are you all!