I haven't been a big brother for many years

The tabloid reporter hiding in the crowd secretly adjusted the angle of the pinhole camera on his collar. He even thought of the title of the article: "Blonde beauty, the billionaire is destined for life?"

Maybe there will be another headline, although Bruce already has a lot of such news.

But such meticulous protection has never been seen before.The billionaire is holding the hand of the beauty all the time, blocking her behind at a clever angle, if the distance is not close enough, her face cannot be seen at all.

Ryan lowered his head slightly. With some makeup on his face, his face looked softer. Without careful identification, it was almost impossible to think that he was the same person as himself in men's clothing, but he still couldn't help lowering his head subconsciously to cover his face.

On the surface, it doesn't matter anymore, he is still a little nervous to wear women's clothes like this.The waist was also tight, and he couldn't help but squeeze Bruce's hand tightly.

Bruce sighed in his heart, lowered his head slightly, kissed his eyes, and whispered in his ear in a voice that only he could hear: "Are you uncomfortable? It's too late to go back now, I can't do it alone OK."

Ryan didn't answer him, just shook his head firmly.

The two walked into the hall hand in hand.

"I'm glad you started the banquet without waiting for me." Bruce Wayne picked up a glass of champagne and raised it up to signal to everyone, but he didn't take a sip, but kept it in his hand.With his other hand, he held Ryan tightly in his arms, and what was even more extreme was to hug him directly and let him bury his cheek on his chest.

"Because the protagonist of today's banquet is not me." When everyone thought he was going to introduce the shy female companion beside him, he led everyone's eyes away from Ryan with great skill and moved to Harvey Dent On: "It's Harvey Dent."

The blond, blue-eyed Dante looked a bit surprised, and Rachel stood by and listened to him.

Holding the champagne, Bruce looked at Dante, luring people into his language trap step by step, and couldn't help feeling that Harvey Dente was an exceptional person.

"Guardian of the Law!"

"Knight of Light!"

The guests became restless and temporarily put the blonde stunner aside.They feel they've seen a bright future for Gotham, and they believe in Harvey Dent.

Bruce smiled, his language was extremely provocative, and he had achieved his goal, so he quietly pulled Ryan to the platform outside the hall.

Even in the process of his "speech", there were two things that he never let go of, one was the wine glass full of wine in his hand, and the other was Ryan's hand interlocked by his fingers.

"Since when did you stop drinking?"

The two leaned against the railing as Ryan straightened his brilliant blond wig and reached for his glass.

"I don't remember." Bruce handed him the wine glass, but took his hand again, and pulled him into his arms: "Pour it out." Alcohol will only paralyze his nerves and slow down his thinking. slow down.

His left arm rested on Ryan's waist, and he simply pushed his chin to his shoulder socket.

Ryan took the wine glass, but he spilled all the wine because he caught off guard.Just when he was about to raise his head and stare at him, he was hugged all over again: "What do you want to do?"

Bruce turned his head and looked down at the pair of eyes that were about the same color as his own now: "I want to eat you." His voice was low and magnetic, and his warm breath fell on Ryan's earlobe. Ryan subconsciously Trying to break free, he felt a tickling sensation in his nasal cavity.

But her movement of trying to break away seemed to be pandering to her from behind, like a passionate Austrian girl by the Rhine.

A familiar voice interrupted him suddenly: "Wayne? Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt you, but can you give me a moment? Do you know where Ryan is?"

Tony Stark, who had been left alone for a long time, finally couldn't bear the fact that he was not the focus of the banquet, so he came over.

Bruce could feel that Ryan's hand was obviously stiff when he wanted to push him away, and annoyance appeared on his delicate face at this time, and he forgot that Stark was here.

There was a bright smile on Bruce's lips, and he put his hand around Ryan's waist, thinking inappropriately: Maybe this can be regarded as meeting the parents, no wonder Ryan is nervous.

Bruce's action completely ensures that Stark will not see Lane's face.He provoked the playboy's slutty smile and said angrily: "You scared her."

Stark was very disdainful of his behavior, and he taunted: "Yeah, I thought she was an overly enthusiastic girl." He put his arms around his chest and suddenly realized something strange: "Wow, is she a model?" ? It’s too high.”

While stroking Ryan's hair comfortingly, Bruce said with a smile: "Of course. Ryan is in South Korea now, and something happened suddenly there. If you have anything, I will tell him for you."

Looking at the back of the blonde girl, Tony still vaguely felt that something was wrong: "Little Pepper told me that she and the military have found a suspicious person, and I will go back to confirm right now."

This woman's complexion is too pale, like... albinism.

Ryan wanted to bury his head in Bruce's collar, and couldn't help but want to raise his head when he heard the news, and even wanted to look back to see if Stark was telling the truth.

"Good luck." Bruce hurried away, he let go of the hand around Ryan's waist, held Ryan's cheek in both hands, looked at his crimson eyes staring blankly at him, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy in his heart With a smile like that, he also smiled on his face, and before the other two present could react, he gently kissed those cherry pink thin lips.

Much softer than expected, like the milk pudding Alfred made last night.Bruce involuntarily rubbed his lower lip gently with his teeth with a painless force.His lips also smelled of champagne, making him even more intoxicated.

Stark clicked his tongue and turned to leave.

Ryan stared at Bruce with wide eyes, almost forgetting to breathe in shock.He completely forgot how he was supposed to react, he just felt the soft touch on his lips and the feeling like the tiny tingling electric current in a daze.

As if he didn't think it was enough, Bruce licked his lips, occasionally poking into the cracks of his lips, hooking his tongue to suck, or grazing his palate.

No matter how he moves, it will cause Ryan to tremble.His hands gripped Bruce's collar unknowingly, and his legs were so weak that he would almost fall down at any moment.

Bruce kissed him, but a thought popped into his mind: Ryan, he's not what he's shown at all.

He seems to be too young.

It was as if this kiss was his first kiss.

Accepted completely passively.

This thought made Bruce feel even better.

Bruce's hand holding Ryan's waist became the only thing he could rely on to stand properly.

The kiss was too long and too good, until it was interrupted by a female voice: "Bruce?" Rachel coughed lightly in embarrassment.

The dazed mind that was kissed by him finally came to his senses, Ryan quickly pushed Bruce away, lifted the hem of his skirt and ran out in a hurry.

"Ry..." Bruce was also taken aback, and almost called Ryan's name.He wanted to chase after him, but suddenly Rachel grabbed his sleeve.

"We need to talk, Bruce." Rachel frowned. She didn't know when this young girl with dual identities was so interested in a dispensable female companion. Tan floods the poisonous gas disease."

Bruceton stopped and looked back at her after some hesitation: "What do you know?"

……

After hesitating for a while, Ryan went into the men's room. He stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and involuntarily touched his slightly red and swollen lips with his fingers. He didn't know why he lost his head just now .

I shouldn't be a gay.Ryan looked into his own eyes in the mirror, his thoughts drifted away, maybe an asexual?

But how?Do you feel electrocuted when you kiss someone?He can't help but mull over how he feels about Bruce.

Does he really like Bruce?He is like his drug, he thought that his self-control would let him taste it, but now.He thought back to the kiss just now, he couldn't restrain it anymore, the addiction to the bones, unless it was heart-wrenching pain, he could quit completely.

He suddenly thought of his mother.

He suspects that she knew what kind of man her father was from the beginning.

He doesn't care what kind of person he loves, and doesn't care whether his feelings for her are true or not, but it's like falling into an abyss, without hesitation.

There was a sudden commotion outside.

Ryan frowned and pushed the door out.

The clown with green messy hair laughed and shot the ceiling.The ornate chandelier on the ceiling was broken into pieces and smashed down.The champagne tower was smashed to the ground, and the sound of broken wine glasses and screams rang out.

"Oh, be quiet." The clown fired another shot, "Otherwise I don't know that the next shot will hit that sweetheart."

He picked up the snacks on the table: "Look what I found? Crab cakes! I like this." While chewing, he said, "Relax, we are the finale entertainment tonight."

Ryan shuttled through the crowd, looking for Harvey Dent.

"So, who wants to see a magic show?" The clown casually wiped his mouth with a glove, and raised a finger: "I need a volunteer." His smile gradually widened, and his eyes followed the slowly moving man in the crowd. Figure: "One of the most beautiful ladies in the room."

Ryan's figure suddenly stopped, unable to believe what he had just heard.Why not Harvey Dent?Wasn't he after Harvey Dent?

A creepy sense of crisis suddenly climbed up his spine to his brain, what went wrong?

Someone betrayed him.

"Which lady is so lucky?" The clown grinned almost to the ears: "It's you, baby. The one with the blonde hair and the platinum dress. You're so beautiful." He whistled flirtatiously .

Ryan stood where he was, with his back turned to the Joker, fumbling for the ring on his finger.While pretending to be scared, he backed away.

A bullet hit his foot.

The clown held up the pistol that was still smoking, and lowered his face: "Don't piss me off, ma'am." He approached Ryan with a smile: "What kind of magic shall we perform? How about turning into a living person?" He put a hand on Lane's shoulder and grabbed the fur on his shoulder.

It's now.

Ryan turned and snapped the button on the ring.

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