I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne

Several years later, Misty found a password notebook in Bruce's study, tried Bruce's birthday casually, and opened it.

On the first page, there are big words——

ledger.

"Ledger? What ledger? Could it be Batman's expense ledger?" Misty scrolled down and saw:

Becoming Michelle lied to me.Remember once.

Turn into Chester lying to me.Remember once.

Be Chester pretending to like Michelle to lie to me.Remember once.

When turning into Chester and needing to lift the curse Kiss Me, he didn't change back to his original form.Remember once.

Become Eve and lie to me.Remember once.

Become Eve and Dick and lie to me.Remember once.

Becoming the Seven Sisters lied to me.Remember once.

Being Seven Sisters sucked me dry, credited twice.

Become Seven Sisters to erase my memory.Remember once.

Cosplay conceals identity.Remember once.

Misty took it upon herself to imitate the clown's thinking. 【Strike out the full stop】Remember it twice.

Misty was influenced by the clown's thinking, and forced to kiss me... [behind is hesitant ink dots] [smudged] It was an accident, [blacked out] it doesn't matter if you come a few times [blacked out]

Forced sleep - ditto.

Sleeping is not responsible.Very upset.Remember a hundred times.

Form a gold and silver combination.Remember once.

Combination of gold and silver partners (pencil Arabic numerals) times.

Pair with Superman (pencil Arabic numerals) times.

I want to talk about sweet love with others.not happy.Remember ten times.

Cos Chaoying pretends to be Superman at the Comic Con.not happy.Remember once.

Eat the cp of Chester and Superman.not happy.Remember ten times.

* Madame loves to play bondage and captivity.

……

Cold sweat broke out on Misty's forehead.

This, these...

She swallowed her saliva, and quietly pressed her hand to the paper, "Stingy!" As if saying this would give herself the courage to tear up the notebook.

The shadow coming from behind did not arouse her vigilance—she was fully focused on the notebook.

The man's hand wrapped around the hand that just wanted to tear off the notebook, "Tear off the ledger and record it a hundred times." The man rested his chin on the top of her hair, and a magnetic low smile came into his ears, "Ma'am."

Girl—actually counted by age, she can no longer be called a girl, but, in the eyes of those who love her, she will always be their beloved little girl.

The muscles of the girl's body stiffened, and then slowly eased away. She skillfully escaped from the man's unforced confinement, turned around to face him, with a sweet and well-behaved smile, and her whole body was like a large pink popping candy. "You wronged me again." Qingchen's voice was also very delicate, "I never thought of tearing it up."

If you don't have time to do it, you haven't done it!She won't even admit it if you beat her to death!

Bruce slowly put his hands down and stuffed them into the pockets of his suit trousers, "Wrong, ma'am." The glass-like blue eyes looked at her meaningfully from beginning to end, as if seriously thinking about where to start punishment, "Batman never Needs to 'think', he just needs to 'see'."

Misty took half a step back, her body suddenly stopped, and she leaned against the bookcase. "You keep a black account!" The 'criminal' tried to reason with Batman, "It can't be counted like that, what is lying to you, you used to change girlfriends every day, I just let your girlfriend cheat on you without your knowledge. At that time, I never thought that a playboy would have real feelings. If you didn't have feelings, even if you knew, you wouldn't care about it!"

"Also!" Misty argued, "Deleting your memory was passively done by me. At that time, I didn't even know that there was such a thing!"

"That's true." Mr. Wayne raised his eyebrows in Madam's suddenly bright eyes, "But...wrong again, Madam. Batman is only consequential."

Misty gritted her back molars: "Then what do you want!"

The man blinked innocently: "I didn't think about it, I just tore up the ledger, if you like, you can do whatever you want."

Misty looked at him suspiciously: "Are you so kind?"

"It makes me so sad, babe." Gotham sweetheart lowered his eyelids, also covering his slightly blue eyes, "Is that why I'm so disreputable in your heart?"

Misty subconsciously said: "It has nothing to do with reputation, you are a vengeful cheapskate, and you borrowed the memory corridor from me—" She stopped sharply, almost biting her tongue.

Oops, it's too bad to mention that at this time.

However, it was too late, the floating hotness had been raised, and a smile appeared in the man's eyes: "I tried the binding, let's try the small black room, huh? Ma'am?"

The numb feeling was aroused from the spine of the tail, and Misty pinched the tingling tiger's mouth with her right hand with her left hand, and her cheeks turned red.

Sting, stimulate!

However, I still pretended to be righteous and condemned: "Are you full of sperms! You only use sex|love to punish people. Tell me, are you greedy for my body? You don't love my soul at all!"

Mr. Wayne slowly untied his suit tie, "Of course not, sweetheart." He used it to cover the girl's eyes, and whispered intimately in her ear, the heat dyed the sensitive earlobe red like a drop of blood , "How can I be willing to use other punishment methods on you, only this one, I won't feel bad when you cry."

"Bastard!" The girl curled her toes.

"Well, I won't be sad if you call me an asshole at this time."

Joy and lust|Desire spread in the room.Even if a book on the shelf accidentally fell and hit the man's back, it only caused beads of sweat to roll and slide off the surface of the muscles.

He didn't blink when the book fell.

After all, Batman isn't afraid of minor injuries, is he?

He still has the energy to flirt in the girl's ear: "Good girl, cry once, we'll cancel a bill."

"Almost forgot, I didn't put the account where you danced with Dr. Lecter into the ledger, let's forget it this time."

"Put your waist down, it won't break. When I was training you before, I remembered to focus on flexibility. By the way, when dealing with the ogre, you kicked his chin with your toe very beautifully."

From the sound of crying, the girl spelled words intermittently: "Bastard, bastard, you put a prison and a monitor on me again."

"I'm just worried about you. And, I didn't put anything on you." The man retorted slowly, "It's a drone."

Misty, who didn't know that her boyfriend was particularly narrow-minded, followed Dick to the nearest police station to take notes after disgusting Hannibal, and when she came out, she saw her boyfriend circling anxiously at the door.

"matches!"

Match Ma Long's pupils were hit by the orange light of the street lamp, causing ripples: "Missy!" He hurried over, "Are you okay! I should come with you!"

"I'm fine, not hurt at all, really, John came just in time."

"That's good." He didn't ask who John was at all, and focused all his attention on Misty's safety, his eyes that were as clear as the blue ocean almost drowned him, "It's good that you're fine."

Misty took him to meet John, and the atmosphere was friendly and a little weird, with emotions coming from John—Misty guessed that it was the first time he met a friend's boyfriend, and thought about it before I'm a little uncomfortable about hiring.

So, after a friendly introduction to each other, they ended this conversation of no more than 2 minutes.

Misty and Match Malone were walking on the street, talking to him about Hannibal in a low voice, concealing the process of her defrauding Hannibal, "This is the situation, he wanted to trick me into eating human flesh, luckily I found out in advance No, delaying time, it was successfully dragged until John brought the police to arrive."

"Fortunately, Police Officer Grayson is your good friend." John Grayson is the name John told them. "Otherwise, if you call the police, you still need to explain why the other party is an ogre." John, on the other hand, will trust him unconditionally. she.

Misty nodded: "That's what I thought."

"You haven't had dinner yet, let's go to the restaurant in front?"

Misty raised her eyes, and the restaurant at the end of the road was dimly illuminated by warm light, and the yellow inflatable signboard on the top of the building looked like a delicious pancake. "Okay, I'm really hungry." She rubbed her stomach gently with her hands.

As the time passed, Match Malone asked his doubts: "But, Missy, how did you find someone behind the wall?" He joked: "Do you have clairvoyance?"

"I don't have clairvoyant eyes. I can perceive other people's emotions very keenly. Even through a wall." Misty said, "I was looking for a book at that time, and when I walked to a certain corner, I felt strong despair. Painful and unwilling. I guess, I don’t have the skills and ingredients in the kitchen—at that time, I thought they were normal ingredients and felt the same, so there are people behind the wall.”

Before she had time to take any rescue measures, she felt that the emotions of the people inside the wall continued to rise little by little, and stopped abruptly when they reached a certain threshold, as if returning to the light.She knew that the other party was dead.

It will not be a coma. The emotional gap caused by a coma is different from the emotional gap caused by death. The brain of the former still has activity, but it is lower than normal. Death will completely shut down the brain.

Match Malone was silent.

Misty said casually: "What? Do you think it's scary for me to see through people like this?" Probably not, she didn't feel fear from her boyfriend.

Sure enough, the other party shook his head, "No, I was just thinking, is it uncomfortable for you?"

"Pfft." Misty covered her face, "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm not laughing at you, but your current lines really seem to be - have you ever played a game? It's like attacking me."

Match Malone pursed his lips.When the lip line stretched into a long strip, Misty suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Oh, maybe she watched Batman pursing his lips too much.

Misty: "This is an old-fashioned but unexpectedly useful strategy method. In other words, the reason why it is old-fashioned is because it is useful, otherwise it would have disappeared in the long river of history."

Misty: "The most common thing is that I was regarded as a monster because of my specialness since I was a child, so I felt inferior or cynical. One day, someone came and praised his speciality with real feelings, or expressed concern for his specialness, and was touched instantly. , let myself be captured successfully. Unfortunately, I have neither inferiority nor cynicism, I like my perception ability, it prevents me from being deceived."

Who doesn't love the truth?

Match Malone is almost like a detective, and he catches the point in a flash: "You skipped the previous sentence."

Misty froze for a moment, and spread her hands: "People will always panic when they are seen through, and it is very common to use sharp words to defend themselves."

Match Malone pursed his lips again.

He is sad and unhappy.

What a compassionate and nice guy.Misty raised her hand and Rua, who has fluffy hair, said, "Be happy, baby. Although some people have called me a monster, it's not something that deserves my attention. Being scolded for a few words won't hurt me, on the contrary It's them, who were exposed by me for cheating-oh, it has nothing to do with me, I just do good deeds every day. When they are exposed for stealing, domestic violence, and lying, their expressions are really pretty." The girl rolled her eyes happily, and she Really don't care about this anymore.

Bruce just squeezed her hand tightly.

No matter how strong the heart is, people also have childhood. Their tenacity is tempered by time, and children don't know how to hide their own differences.How can it not be hurt.

——That is the time when people's hearts are the softest, most vulnerable, and most in need of protection.

swoosh-

Misty turned her head subconsciously, and saw a match burning not far from her cheek.The man squeezed the bottom of the match, and the sound through the fire seemed to warm her eardrums: "I... If you want the stars in the sky, I can't hold the universe in front of your eyes like Superman , But, I can light a match for you. When you are affected by those emotions and feel sad, I can light a match for you. "

The whole underground world knows that Match Malone is Batman's informant, but when Bruce chooses to approach Misty's fake|identity, he still chooses Match Malone's name.

——The sun is too dazzling, and the moonlight depends on the sun. When the moon is bright, the stars will be uncontrollably rare.Just matches, just right.

Misty admitted that she was a little moved.

"Let's go eat." She looked away.

Bruce didn't force her, and patted off the burnt match ash, "I'll cook for you."

"When did you learn it?"

"I didn't learn." The man's serious expression seemed to be about to go to war, "But it's okay, follow the recipe, and there won't be too many problems."

"Why do you suddenly want to cook for me?"

"I don't want you to have bad memories of tonight—although, I know you won't." It's too bad meeting an ogre, what if your girlfriend develops a food aversion ever since?He wants to do something for her.

As for the restaurant’s disapproval of his use of the kitchen, Mr. Wayne didn’t think it was a problem. After entering the store, he had a friendly conversation with the boss about buying his restaurant at three times the price. The boss happily agreed, even Fearing that he would go back on his word, he signed a signed document on the spot - the formal transfer procedure will take some time.

Now, the restaurant closed early after the new owner gave the customers a huge compensation, and even the employees were dismissed early, leaving only Misty and Match Malone in the entire restaurant.

Misty sat by the window, resting her chin, waiting for her boyfriend to bring her a big meal. She even thought seriously, if it was very unpalatable, would she use white lies to deceive him, or would she seriously express that he was not suitable for entering? What about the kitchen?

Think about it, maybe Match is a buried kitchen genius...

A huge explosion sounded.

Misty was startled, picked up the knife from her seat, and wrinkled her brows.

Someone bring a bomb to rob?

Match Malone backed out from the kitchen. Misty was about to ask him what happened, but Match Malone ran out of the door. She chased after him and found that he was in a hurry to tell people who might be frightened in the shops on both sides. money.

"What are you doing?" After he came out, Misty tapped his forehead helplessly, "Do you have a lot of money? Even if you caused the explosion, there is a wall across, just apologize .It's so cute and silly."

The ashen-faced man who hadn't had time to take care of himself showed a sincere smile to the girl, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was as gentle as a match. "Usually, the excitement of a windfall can mask people's panic, and they can feed back your perception with more positive emotions—you don't have to feel uncomfortable about their fear."

He was a little smug, and seemed to be proud that he had come up with a good solution.

It seemed like a shooting star streaked across the night sky, and it was like water droplets falling into ripples. Misty couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt, but at that moment, Misty felt that it was him.

"Matches." She said seriously, "Let's get married."

The author has something to say:

Bruce: Well, I've got the problem of the century.My girlfriend proposed to me, but before I could tell her, I'm using a false identity...

I finished writing today in advance, so I sent it ahead of time√

Get ready, go back to your hometown to get married after beating Thanos (?), don't worry, he will end with no abuse in the whole process.

Question: Why did Misty fail to like her when Bruce helped Misty shield her from outside emotions.

Explanation:

1. At that time, Misty thought Bruce liked someone else.

2. Misty didn't think about that, she didn't put Bruce in the scope of mate selection at all.

On the day of the finale, I tried Jinjiang’s lottery function, and I drew a person with a purchase rate of more than 50% (not to mention the full order because there are always people who don’t like people with personalities, which is understandable√Then, at least half of the purchase rate of the full book should be Not embarrassing?) little angel, tell me what you want, I will make a tailor-made one for the genuine little angel.If you don't want extra episodes, a 1000-point red envelope is fine too.

(Except for pure meat, Jinjiang is not allowed to drive, but you can mention play, I skip the specific description with the ellipsis method)