Mrs Wayne

It's husband!

Seeing Bruce in dark black silk clothes, my eyes lit up instantly. Although my husband in black clothes was a little pale, after being ill, he weakened his frivolity and vivacity, and added a touch of Serious and dignified temperament.

Especially when he looked at Clark Kent not far away from me without smiling at all, the scrutiny and coldness in his eyes made him look like a different person.

And Clark Kent beside me looked at him blankly at this moment, and his whole body collapsed very tightly. The man in the white shirt sat motionless on the chair next to me, and at this moment he also looked at me holding his breath s husband.

Seeing this, Bruce's same blue eyes were filled with scrutiny, "Or, should I change the question..."

"Why, a person like you is here?" My husband smiled unceremoniously and without emotion, "After all, a man like you should belong to the metropolis, right?"

"And I clearly warned you last time, stay away from Gotham."

Hearing what he said, Clark Kent quickly raised his head to look at me, and I raised my eyebrows sitting next to him, what are you doing, isn't it normal for us, husband and wife, [-]?

It's strange that he didn't know. Of course I understood what my husband meant, but it had nothing to do with me. up.

Hey hey.

The husband who was suddenly attacked by me was stunned for a moment. I hung my whole body around his neck, and then I rubbed him affectionately and said with a smile, "Honey, are you okay?"

Bruce, who was caught by me, was a little stiff. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to support me, but finally chose to put his hand lightly on my waist.

I didn't care about that, anyway, I leaned over and kissed his face, smelling his familiar smell, I couldn't help leaning my head against his side again, and was instantly relieved to see that he was fine.

"You look all right, that's great."

Bruce seemed to hear this, and paused for breath, then reached out and patted my shoulder, and I took advantage of the opportunity to kiss again.

Because we are so close to each other, his blue eyes just met me. Unlike Clark Kent's star-like eyes just now, Bruce's blue eyes seem to be mixed with some light The gray color was like a haze of fog, making it almost impossible to see his eyes clearly.

He looked at me quietly for a long time, the hand holding me was hot like a burning flame, and I felt his hand tighten slightly.

Seeing his subtle expression, I also froze for a while.

Hey, don't you still have a fever?

As a result, after Bruce looked down at me for a long time, he touched my hair tentatively, and I couldn't help rubbing against his neck like a cat. He smiled and said, "It's okay."

At this moment, I clearly saw that his eyes turned back to the bright blue like the sky after the rain.

Only then did I loosen the hand hooking his neck. After I stood up, the husband in dark black pajamas seemed to think of Clark Kent who had been eating melons over there, and he seemed a little unnatural in an instant. He clenched his hands into fists and coughed slightly under the gaze of Clark Kent opposite him.

Oh, it's different from before, when he made a little intimacy with me in front of others, he would only show off with a bright smile.

But compared to this, it is obviously more important not to let Bruce continue to be wary of Clark Kent over there. After all, Superman is the precious private property of our husband and wife in the future. Even a serf should treat him better, so I quickly explained, "Dear Yes, that’s right, I just bought the Daily Planet yesterday.”

Bruce: ...

Rao even my husband seemed to be slightly shocked by my operation, he was stunned for a while, "We bought Planet Daily...?"

"Well, it didn't cost much, and it's quite cheap to be honest."

Clark Kent: ? ? ?

I continued to nod quickly, and then introduced Bruce to our future thug A, the impoverished but motivated savior of the metropolis, the reporter Superman in a vest.

Full of the feeling that this guy is really cheap, I couldn't help but say with emotion, "This is the hardest-working employee in our new industry, and it's really not expensive." Isn't he the hardest worker, working two jobs for one salary? , It was a desperate effort.

Bruce: ...

Clark Kent: ...

Bruce took a deep breath, then said as if awakened from a dream, "Oh, is that so?"

"Yes, and I plan to set up a branch of the Daily Planet in Gotham as soon as possible, and transfer Mr. Kent here. If he does a good job, I plan to promote him to be responsible for the branch of Gotham."

I helped him figure out the topic, Superman violently beats all dark reaction-movement forces, and arranges him to go out every week to pick up stories, and when he sees gangsters who don’t do serious things, what kind of rubbish perverts, just beat them up a meal.

Every day, I can also reasonably evaluate his performance output based on whether the work of dividing pages is full enough. It can not only fight crime well, help my husband reduce work pressure, but also increase the sales of newspapers. I am simply a genius!

As a genius, I waited for my husband's compliment, and Bruce had a helpless and awkward smile on his face, "I never thought about it, after all, this is a place like Gotham."

I:? ? ?

"What happened to Gotham?" I looked at Bruce in front of me with wide eyes and some confusion, and asked with my head tilted, "Isn't Gotham just an ordinary city?"

Bruce paused again, and from my perspective, I could only see the man's eyes softening in an instant, and he seemed to relax a little at this time, "Yeah."

Until now, Bruce stretched out his hand and said to Clark Kent who was not far away very reservedly, "In this case, you are welcome, Mr. Kent."

Clark Kent, who was wearing a white shirt, stood up slowly. The man still looked at me and my husband full of scrutiny, but he seemed helpless when he saw me, and he also stretched out his hand A brief shake with my husband.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne."

After the two men quickly shook hands, before they let go of each other's hands, my husband took the lead in raising an exaggerated and a little hypocritical smile, "Hello, please forgive my rudeness just now, after all, anyone who sees When a man like you is in my house, I'm a little nervous."

Clark Kent pursed his lips, and the man standing opposite Bruce put one hand in his pocket, and then said unceremoniously, "Oh, really? I thought it must be because some people have their own secrets at home .”

"After all, sometimes my ears keep hearing funny little secrets."

The exaggerated smile on Bruce's face instantly disappeared a lot, and suddenly became a little serious again. I saw that he seemed to hold Clark's hand slightly tighter.

"Ah, such a secret must not be as good as the other one, isn't it?"

Clark Kent said without hesitation, "No, I don't think so. In fact, sometimes no matter who this person is, a double-faced person will bring some different feelings to himself, his family and friends, especially in brotherhood. In this place of Tan, the headlines of this secret must be much more exaggerated than what Mr. Wayne said."

The man in the white shirt said unhurriedly, "After all, who would have thought..."

Clark Kent smiled, "Sometimes, some people are clearly billionaires...but..."

Before he finished speaking, my husband smiled and interrupted him mercilessly, "Ah, yes, so I'm your boss now, it's nice to meet you, it looks like you really are An excellent employee."

Bruce seemed to be nervous for a moment, and he even glanced at me secretly, and then my husband, who was still in pajamas, added, "The most important thing for a good employee is to keep the company's secrets .”

"Do you think so?"

I always feel that from this sentence, it sounds rough. If you have too many BBs, your salary will be deducted.

We in capitalism sometimes live such a low-key and unpretentious life. We never thought that when others speak badly, we would buy their newspapers casually, force them to work for us, and enslave them to write columns every day to brag our greatness.

Clark Kent was silent, he was silent for a while, and then I saw him slowly let go of my husband's hand, and just pushed his glasses like this.

Then the man looked at me again, and Bruce looked nervously at me too.

These two people look at me inexplicably, what are they doing?

Why do they seem to be communicating something weird, and I think they have a bad relationship, literally bad.

I looked left and right, if my husband and I used to make Superman stupid, but not now, Clark Kent is our future thug...

It can't be a bad relationship, but I still have to talk to my husband in private, and I can't make my husband look bad in person, so I immediately interrupted them again, and said with a smile, "I just finished talking with Mr. Kent, if there is nothing else , Mr. Kent has to hurry up and revise the manuscript today."

I lip-synced to Clark Kent, "Change it better, I'll still interrogate."

Clark Kent couldn't help pushing his glasses again.

I felt that he seemed to be breaking down a bit. At this moment, as soon as Clark Kent left the room, I slid to my husband's side again, and then hung my hands around his neck in a second.

"Bruce, it's great that you're fine." Just now, Superman was struggling to perform, so I immediately stood on tiptoe and leaned in front of me, "Kiss!"

Seeing him hugging me a little stiffly, with a very strange expression, I felt uncomfortable for a second.

The emotions were in place in an instant, and I cried and said, "You don't love me, do you? Are you going to divorce me? I knew that the Wayne family would not welcome a woman like me who has no background and identity."

"Are you going to marry any of the four major families in Gotham City? Are you going to give me 500 billion dollars to make me leave you?"

With my expression in place, I held my heart and cried sadly, "Am I going to take your money to happily raise a new little fresh meat?"

"If that's the case..." I continued to cry, "I can accept it with some reluctance."

My husband, who was being held by me, stared at me. After a long time, he looked at the ceiling and sighed deeply.

Hey.

Then my husband reacted in a second, "Wait, what did you just accept?"

Hmph, you're only reacting now.

Meanwhile, Superman outside

Clark Kent also looked up at the ceiling.

Hey.

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