I haven't been a big brother for many years

"I..." Ryan's expression was obviously stunned. He looked at Bruce holding his hand for a long time. His hand was much warmer than his own, and his fingers were clasped together, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the next second. trace.

Bruce waited nervously for his reaction, though he didn't understand why he was nervous.

Ryan raised his head and looked at the expression on his face, and also laughed: "Yes."

He said: "Hasn't our future been closely linked a long time ago? Haven't I been pestering you all the time?"

Yes.

Knowing that he was just teasing, Bruce's heart still throbbed violently. He was clearly looking forward to finding himself one day, but he was always bearing his own doubts.

Obviously he has always known how sensitive his little boyfriend is to other people's emotions, any act of alienation will widen the wound on his heart.

He couldn't help sighing, and threw the glue in his hand into the cart, and he hugged the little boyfriend into his arms, and promised in a deep voice: "Give me your whole body, even if you are sad Regardless of loneliness, I will hide them in a corner that you will never find. I will give you a life like a fairy tale, where there are dragons and stars, and tears of happiness will turn into pearls and gems..."

"I don't want any of it." Ryan turned his head, his crimson eyes unblinking and focused on looking at Bruce, who was somehow saddened by his words: "Dragon and stars, pearls and gems. I can trade these Bruce Wayne? Sorry, it's not that these things aren't good enough, but he..."

Ryan couldn't help smiling, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing: "It's him, even his fingertips are my favorite."

"You know what, Bruce..."

Bruce's cheeks burned up, and he heard the gentle and loving voice of his little boyfriend, and his warm breath sprayed on his ears: "I only miss you when I do one thing. "

"That's breathing."

"Master Bruce?" Afu looked puzzled at Bruce Wayne, who was holding a fork in his hand, his eyes were empty, and his thoughts were drifting away.The last piece of spaghetti rolled in his fork had fallen back onto his plate, but he didn't seem to notice.

Bruce's mind was still on his boyfriend's love words, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.Logically speaking, it is impossible for her boyfriend's rank to be so high. He has seen how innocent his sweetheart is, and he will never find anyone to practice the skills of talking about love.

Is that a talent?No, no, Bruce immediately ruled out this possibility. The boyfriend is very talented in everything, except for this kind of boring love talk.

It can only be that he has practiced.The more Bruce thought about it, the more angry he became. First, he was angry that he was blushing because of his little boyfriend, and second, he was angry with this person who was regarded as a training object by Leybold—yes, he didn’t believe that Ryan had ever liked anyone else. It can only be that there is some practice object similar to wood.

The logic is clear and the rules are clear.The world's number one detective frowned, not hearing Alfred calling his name at all.

Ryan coughed lightly, inserted a small piece of steak and handed it to Bruce's lips. The black sauce accidentally stuck to his lips, which brought Bruce back to his senses.

Ryan raised his eyebrows, put his index finger lightly on his lips, and wiped off the sauce, but he didn't expect Bruce, who had been resurrected from a trance, to stick out his tongue and lick off the little bit of sauce on his slender fingertips. color.

He didn't realize what Bruce had done at first, until the warm and soft touch of his fingertips, and the extremely ambiguous color difference in front of his eyes reminded Ryan of what happened at the moment when he was in a daze.

The Playboy, who was still a little higher in rank, looked with satisfaction at the finger that quickly retracted, and the blushing cheeks of his boyfriend, and triumphantly flicked his tail behind him. He said in an unusually affectionate tone: "You too , baby, even the fingertips are my favorite look."

What's more, he picked up the fork that belonged to Ryan on the plate-the boyfriend didn't realize that he was so scared that he threw the fork out of his hand, let alone noticed that the silver fork landed firmly on Bruce. A plate full of noodles in front of you.The expression on Bruce's face seemed to be enjoying Alfred's good craftsmanship. He slowly bit off the small piece of steak picked up by the fork and chewed slowly.

Alfred stood aside: "..." Hot eyes.

Didn't you see he put a napkin next to it?Just dip it in the sauce and wipe it with a napkin, what to lick?

Ryan half-closed his crimson eyes, seeing Bruce's tail almost up to the sky, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

His smile made Bruce pause for a moment, and the not-so-good premonition sounded the alarm in his mind.

Sure enough, Ryan rubbed his fingers on the thick golden hair of Coco who had been lying beside his legs, and then picked up the kerchief and wiped his fingers gracefully.

Bruce: "..."

Alfred coughed lightly, turned and left quickly: "I'll get the cookies."

Ke Ke raised her head and looked at her master innocently, not knowing what happened.It stuck out its tongue and stared at a pair of round brown eyes, so Ryan couldn't help rubbing its head again.

He is very skillful at pulling the dog, Ke Ke's eyes lit up, she couldn't help standing up from the ground, grabbing his thigh, and wagging her fluffy tail behind her.

Bruce: "..." It's even more uncomfortable, what's going on?Let go of your boyfriend and let me come.

"Where else do you want to go?" Ryan lowered his head and touched the dog's ears without raising his head and asked suddenly.

"Em?" Bruce raised his eyebrows, but didn't realize what he was saying for a while.

Ryan raised his head and couldn't stop smiling: "A date, my boyfriend."

Close your eyes and imagine how billionaires date.

Sometimes I feel that he really can't think of what he should do, maybe just go to listen to Mozart together, take a walk in the racecourse, sit on the beach in a tourist attraction and watch the sunset...

But he didn't expect that Bruce Wayne really didn't like to play cards according to common sense.

"Here, open your eyes when I count one, two, three." Bruce covered his eyes with his hands, he could probably hear the impatience from Bruce's voice, but the only thing was these and the wind in his ears.

He really can't figure out what Bruce wants to do.

With the end of the three two one ringing in his ears, Bruce suddenly grabbed his arm and led him to jump.

The sudden weightlessness made Ryan couldn't help but grasp Bruce's arm. He was a little unaccustomed to the sudden glare of the sun. After blinking twice, he finally saw the scene in front of him clearly - he guessed right, they were indeed from Jumped off the plane.

The boyfriend took him to the sea to play wingsuit flying.

It's just romantic wingsuit flying over the top.

As far as he could see in the sky, there were airships with large colorful balloons everywhere.

Those colorful balloons are piled up like clouds, forming an ocean of balloons in the air, and they will fall on the helium balloons every time they slide a certain distance. He can even stand directly on these huge, bound oceans.

The wingsuit on his body has completely become a guarantee against accidents.

There were even countless floating balloons of all kinds. He just reached out and grabbed a dragon-shaped red balloon.

"Do you like it?" Bruce took his hand and printed a soft kiss on the back of his hand, his cobalt blue eyes gleamed in the sun: "Isn't it too much to exchange this for you to kiss me?"

He pulled Ryan and jumped off the balloon, and landed on another sea of ​​balloons.

"This is..." Ryan's pupils shrank. Although there were a few cloud-like balloons below them, it did not prevent him from seeing clearly what was floating on the blue ocean below.

A small island dotted with red roses is parked on the clear Prussian blue sea.

The only building on the island is actually a huge playground.

Suddenly, as if by magic, Bruce pulled out a bunch of balloons and a small box out of nowhere.He first handed the colorful balloons to Ryan, and solemnly took out a thin card from the small box.

The billionaire withdrew his smile, and seriously handed the small card to Ryan: "This is my deed of sale, and it is now handed over to you, along with my heart. It cannot be returned or exchanged, and it must be kept in your heart. "

Ryan took the small card, but couldn't help smiling—the dark card with "Bruce Wayne's deed of sale" was actually made of chocolate.

"Eat it." Bruce also laughed, and in those cobalt blue eyes, there was a gentle breeze blowing through his fingers, butterflies crossing fields, clouds climbing hills, gentle enough to make whales turn waves, The stars fade and the candy melts in the palm of your hand.Also enough to make Ryan's heart melt.

So Ryan seemed to be bewitched by his eyes, and obediently bit the small card made of chocolate.

The mellow sweetness in the final aftertaste of [-]% pure dark chocolate filled his mouth.

Bruce chuckled, he lowered his head slightly, and gently kissed those pale crimson thin lips.He licked little by little, as if he could never be satisfied.

His taste is always sweeter than the German fructose, so that he can't hate the taste of black chocolate at all. Its remaining taste is like 70.00% black chocolate mixed with milk. It tastes sweet and unbearable Can't help indulging in it.

Bruce bit his lower lip as softly as a feather with his teeth, and opened those blue eyes like the sea.

He put his forehead against Ryan's forehead, staring seriously at the pair of crimson eyes that were trembling and open, which were completely opposite to his own, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips: "If you don't have sunshine... "

The superhero who frightens the criminals at night has enough eyebrows and eyes to soften the whole universe:

"I would like to be your sun."

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