I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne
Chapter 14: Michelle
The secret door reopened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared expressionlessly, and took away the cookies.
The butler said quietly from behind: "Master, you can't stop drinking milk even if you pretend to lose your temper. Low-fat iced milk, supplemented with calcium."
Master Bruce's footsteps faltered for a moment, and after two or three seconds, he turned around slowly, "Ah Fu, I only have two hands. I'll bring the milk later, okay?"
Alfred smiled: "I think Master Jason would be happy to help you take the milk to the Batcave."
Jason happily took the iced milk and grinned at his adoptive father with bright white teeth.
Misty slept soundly, perhaps because she had experienced the alien invasion during the day and was physically exhausted. She fell asleep on the big bed in the hotel's presidential suite at [-] or [-] o'clock last night, and slept until [-] o'clock the next morning.
After waking up, her clothes were still the same, and there was no one sleeping beside her. Misty turned her head sleepily, her trance-like eyes sliding from the snow-white quilt to the beige floor, and there was no other person in the bedroom.
Misty stepped on the ground with her bare feet, took the overnight water from the bedside table and put it in her mouth, and let the water roll around as she walked into the living room.
Passing by the second bedroom with the door open, Misty looked in curiously. Bruce was dressed neatly, leaving only her broad back.
Misty: "?"
Was Bruce also tired yesterday?Too tired to go to bed without taking off your clothes?
The window glass was covered with mist, and Misty pressed her face against it, pricking her skin in the cold, which woke her confused mind.
After washing up, Misty nestled into the small sofa next to Bruce and looked at him with her head up.
Nothing happened to them last night—after all, she was in a deep sleep, unless Uncle Bruce has a hobby of raping corpses, otherwise, why not wait for her to wake up, if you like, have a hearty and hearty one?
Oh no, Uncle Bruce is a nice, playful little girl.
Misty's eyes fell on the man's slim white lining, his bulging muscles, his tight abdomen, and because of his sideways body, a little bit of bronze texture was exposed on his waist.
His hands barely covered his eyes to block the light, revealing only half of his face.The top button is not buttoned properly, and the pectoral muscles are almost splitting the collar.
hiss--
Flirting face to face with Bruce before, no matter how affectionate her gaze was, Misty never thought too much about it, but suddenly, she fell asleep.
With such a sensual body, the bronze skin is covered with sweat, and the water drops roll off when she moves. Just thinking about it makes Misty's fingers feel numb.
With a tickle in her throat, Misty stretched out her finger tentatively, poking at her abs.
Soft.
Muscles that are not exerted are soft, and muscles that are not exerted are hard.
Misty hesitated for a moment, moved her fingers inch by inch, slipped a few millimeters, bit her lip, and moved her fingers upward piece by piece.
Two, four, six, eight.
Eight pack abs.
The muscles slowly sank in her movement, and the breathing of the subordinate stopped for a moment.
As if that wasn't enough, the girl crawled over and knelt beside the man, her delicate thighs snuggled up to the man's straight suit pants, transmitting warmth through the crisp fabric.
Her fingers touched her chest, then fell back down, across her abs and down her thighs.
Not surprisingly, a big hand grabbed her hand tightly.The man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a fire in his deep eyes.
He said nothing, and made no movement.
That's up to her.
Misty leaned down halfway, resting her elbows on the man's chest, suppressing her voice, as if in a dark cave, a beast moaned in a low voice: "Brucey, I'm 18 years old."
18 is the legal age to be in a relationship with an adult over 21.Of course, it's also the legal age to make|love.
It's sexually suggestive.
She didn't even call him uncle anymore to deliberately emphasize their age difference.
The lights in the room were turned off, and there was mist outside. Misty could still clearly see Uncle Bruce's lips clenched and his throat rolling, and she felt so sexy that she wanted to bite out teeth marks around her Adam's apple.
As she thought about it, her body moved accordingly.
Misty lowered her head to nibble the man's Adam's apple. The time is morning, and it will happen naturally... "There is a festival name in Chinese culture, which fits your situation very well." She smiled softly, "Long look up, uncle .”
After the world spun, the up and down positions were reversed in an instant. Bruce put his arms around her smooth and delicate waist, closed his eyes and pressed against her forehead.Heavy breath sprayed on her cheek, and something hit her like a dagger.
The girl blew at him weirdly, stretched her hands towards his waist, wrapped around the tight waist, hooked his long legs around him, and playfully drew out the tone: "Uncle, do you want to rub it——"
She thought, based on Bruce's reaction, it was a sure thing.
"Heh." Bruce chuckled close to her ear, "Girl, let me teach you, don't drink the water that the man handed you."
Misty was stunned, her perception of her surroundings suddenly fluttered, and a chaotic drowsiness swept over her, she tilted her head, and fell asleep with her breathing calmly and slowly.A few strands of hair slipped from her forehead, and Bruce reached out to push her away, got up sticky all over, and walked into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water came from inside.White mist spread on the glass door for two hours.
Batman is also a normal man, and he also has what normal men should have-for example, morning wood.
Another example is the physiological reaction of a man to a woman.
When Misty woke up Yoyo, the water vapor in the bathroom had long since disappeared, and Uncle Bruce was sitting on the small sofa reading a newspaper, with unfinished white bread on the table next to him.
The girl got up and ran over, her feet thumping the floor, "Bruce!"
The little prince raised his face innocently: "Huh?"
"You put sleeping pills in the water!" Misty realized that she was too tired to sleep last night. There was indeed a factor of fatigue, and what was more effective was the sleeping pills thrown by Bruce!
Throw sleeping pills to your girlfriend?Is this what playboys do? !
Misty glanced at him suspiciously: "You...couldn't you? The reputation of a playboy is based on sleeping pills?"
Bruce didn't panic, didn't get annoyed, and kept an unhurried tone: "Sweetheart, do you need the number of my girlfriend in front of me? You talk to her about the truth that I made her orgasm 11 times a night?" The tone was frivolous and ambiguous.
That's right, it's really hard to tell. Bruce Wayne, who has a lot of girlfriends every day, has already had corresponding gossip.
"Then your sleeping pills are..."
"I'm afraid you had a nightmare last night."
The other party's eyes were very sincere, and Misty believed it so-so-mainly, it shouldn't make much sense to make her fall asleep?It can't be said that Bruce is Batman, wearing tights every night to fight criminals.This is no different from saying that Wang X Cong is the boss of the dragon group.
Amused by her own analogy, the girl snorted: "I blamed you, Uncle Bruce, as compensation..." She opened her arms, tilted her head and blinked, "Want to hug?"
It was as if the attempted seduction had never happened before.She didn't seem to intend to continue seducing either.
Bruce knew she had always been smart.
So, Bruce got up and hugged her, pressing his chin on the top of the furry hair, "Girl, follow me back to Wayne Manor."
The author has something to say:
[Meditation] Many people doubted the master's doi ability yesterday. Here, I want to seriously prove that the master is old and strong (?), and can make people orgasm 11 times a night. There are comics to prove it [Serious]
Device ♂ big ♂ live ♂ good ♂
As for why it is so much better than ordinary people——
Because I'm Batman!
【Hey】
【No need】
The butler said quietly from behind: "Master, you can't stop drinking milk even if you pretend to lose your temper. Low-fat iced milk, supplemented with calcium."
Master Bruce's footsteps faltered for a moment, and after two or three seconds, he turned around slowly, "Ah Fu, I only have two hands. I'll bring the milk later, okay?"
Alfred smiled: "I think Master Jason would be happy to help you take the milk to the Batcave."
Jason happily took the iced milk and grinned at his adoptive father with bright white teeth.
Misty slept soundly, perhaps because she had experienced the alien invasion during the day and was physically exhausted. She fell asleep on the big bed in the hotel's presidential suite at [-] or [-] o'clock last night, and slept until [-] o'clock the next morning.
After waking up, her clothes were still the same, and there was no one sleeping beside her. Misty turned her head sleepily, her trance-like eyes sliding from the snow-white quilt to the beige floor, and there was no other person in the bedroom.
Misty stepped on the ground with her bare feet, took the overnight water from the bedside table and put it in her mouth, and let the water roll around as she walked into the living room.
Passing by the second bedroom with the door open, Misty looked in curiously. Bruce was dressed neatly, leaving only her broad back.
Misty: "?"
Was Bruce also tired yesterday?Too tired to go to bed without taking off your clothes?
The window glass was covered with mist, and Misty pressed her face against it, pricking her skin in the cold, which woke her confused mind.
After washing up, Misty nestled into the small sofa next to Bruce and looked at him with her head up.
Nothing happened to them last night—after all, she was in a deep sleep, unless Uncle Bruce has a hobby of raping corpses, otherwise, why not wait for her to wake up, if you like, have a hearty and hearty one?
Oh no, Uncle Bruce is a nice, playful little girl.
Misty's eyes fell on the man's slim white lining, his bulging muscles, his tight abdomen, and because of his sideways body, a little bit of bronze texture was exposed on his waist.
His hands barely covered his eyes to block the light, revealing only half of his face.The top button is not buttoned properly, and the pectoral muscles are almost splitting the collar.
hiss--
Flirting face to face with Bruce before, no matter how affectionate her gaze was, Misty never thought too much about it, but suddenly, she fell asleep.
With such a sensual body, the bronze skin is covered with sweat, and the water drops roll off when she moves. Just thinking about it makes Misty's fingers feel numb.
With a tickle in her throat, Misty stretched out her finger tentatively, poking at her abs.
Soft.
Muscles that are not exerted are soft, and muscles that are not exerted are hard.
Misty hesitated for a moment, moved her fingers inch by inch, slipped a few millimeters, bit her lip, and moved her fingers upward piece by piece.
Two, four, six, eight.
Eight pack abs.
The muscles slowly sank in her movement, and the breathing of the subordinate stopped for a moment.
As if that wasn't enough, the girl crawled over and knelt beside the man, her delicate thighs snuggled up to the man's straight suit pants, transmitting warmth through the crisp fabric.
Her fingers touched her chest, then fell back down, across her abs and down her thighs.
Not surprisingly, a big hand grabbed her hand tightly.The man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a fire in his deep eyes.
He said nothing, and made no movement.
That's up to her.
Misty leaned down halfway, resting her elbows on the man's chest, suppressing her voice, as if in a dark cave, a beast moaned in a low voice: "Brucey, I'm 18 years old."
18 is the legal age to be in a relationship with an adult over 21.Of course, it's also the legal age to make|love.
It's sexually suggestive.
She didn't even call him uncle anymore to deliberately emphasize their age difference.
The lights in the room were turned off, and there was mist outside. Misty could still clearly see Uncle Bruce's lips clenched and his throat rolling, and she felt so sexy that she wanted to bite out teeth marks around her Adam's apple.
As she thought about it, her body moved accordingly.
Misty lowered her head to nibble the man's Adam's apple. The time is morning, and it will happen naturally... "There is a festival name in Chinese culture, which fits your situation very well." She smiled softly, "Long look up, uncle .”
After the world spun, the up and down positions were reversed in an instant. Bruce put his arms around her smooth and delicate waist, closed his eyes and pressed against her forehead.Heavy breath sprayed on her cheek, and something hit her like a dagger.
The girl blew at him weirdly, stretched her hands towards his waist, wrapped around the tight waist, hooked his long legs around him, and playfully drew out the tone: "Uncle, do you want to rub it——"
She thought, based on Bruce's reaction, it was a sure thing.
"Heh." Bruce chuckled close to her ear, "Girl, let me teach you, don't drink the water that the man handed you."
Misty was stunned, her perception of her surroundings suddenly fluttered, and a chaotic drowsiness swept over her, she tilted her head, and fell asleep with her breathing calmly and slowly.A few strands of hair slipped from her forehead, and Bruce reached out to push her away, got up sticky all over, and walked into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water came from inside.White mist spread on the glass door for two hours.
Batman is also a normal man, and he also has what normal men should have-for example, morning wood.
Another example is the physiological reaction of a man to a woman.
When Misty woke up Yoyo, the water vapor in the bathroom had long since disappeared, and Uncle Bruce was sitting on the small sofa reading a newspaper, with unfinished white bread on the table next to him.
The girl got up and ran over, her feet thumping the floor, "Bruce!"
The little prince raised his face innocently: "Huh?"
"You put sleeping pills in the water!" Misty realized that she was too tired to sleep last night. There was indeed a factor of fatigue, and what was more effective was the sleeping pills thrown by Bruce!
Throw sleeping pills to your girlfriend?Is this what playboys do? !
Misty glanced at him suspiciously: "You...couldn't you? The reputation of a playboy is based on sleeping pills?"
Bruce didn't panic, didn't get annoyed, and kept an unhurried tone: "Sweetheart, do you need the number of my girlfriend in front of me? You talk to her about the truth that I made her orgasm 11 times a night?" The tone was frivolous and ambiguous.
That's right, it's really hard to tell. Bruce Wayne, who has a lot of girlfriends every day, has already had corresponding gossip.
"Then your sleeping pills are..."
"I'm afraid you had a nightmare last night."
The other party's eyes were very sincere, and Misty believed it so-so-mainly, it shouldn't make much sense to make her fall asleep?It can't be said that Bruce is Batman, wearing tights every night to fight criminals.This is no different from saying that Wang X Cong is the boss of the dragon group.
Amused by her own analogy, the girl snorted: "I blamed you, Uncle Bruce, as compensation..." She opened her arms, tilted her head and blinked, "Want to hug?"
It was as if the attempted seduction had never happened before.She didn't seem to intend to continue seducing either.
Bruce knew she had always been smart.
So, Bruce got up and hugged her, pressing his chin on the top of the furry hair, "Girl, follow me back to Wayne Manor."
The author has something to say:
[Meditation] Many people doubted the master's doi ability yesterday. Here, I want to seriously prove that the master is old and strong (?), and can make people orgasm 11 times a night. There are comics to prove it [Serious]
Device ♂ big ♂ live ♂ good ♂
As for why it is so much better than ordinary people——
Because I'm Batman!
【Hey】
【No need】
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