I haven't been a big brother for many years

"laugh."

This kind of explanation seemed a bit preposterous in the eyes of the clown, and he wanted to go up and obstruct it, but Ryan's blow had obviously made him incapacitated.

But his trump card is not himself: "I hope you still remember the poor woman in the recording, and this precarious city. You know, even if I didn't press the button, those who saw the other person unhappy should have already Already started."

Rachel, but now it seems that this last step has no meaning other than to put some obstacles in front of the two people in front of them.

But Batman didn't move unexpectedly, which made Ryan feel a little confused.

"Aren't we going?" He looked up at Batman who was still holding him, which wasn't exactly how Batman would react.

"I want to hug for a while..."

Bruce ignored the clown's "Damn it" expression, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck.Leave a whisper: "Let's go, let's go home."

"you..."

Ryan's eyes widened stupidly: "You knew that I already..." He had told George to keep an eye on Rachel a long time ago, not to let that woman hold back at the critical moment.

She should have been saved by now.

"Well." The world's number one detective couldn't fail to discover the few people who had been lurking beside Rachel, but he didn't care if those people didn't show any malice.Now that I think about it, it should still be under Ryan's forces, and the clown might even be Rachel who was kidnapped by these people, and Ryan's people might have rescued her long ago.

As for the detonator installed on the ship, Batman is willing to believe in the citizens of Gotham, willing to believe that they trust each other, and that human nature is not as evil as the clown imagined.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the clown yelled loudly, he heard the siren sounding outside, obviously he said he would let Batman come alone, the little bat is really dishonest.

Bruce really didn't intend to let go of the hand holding the person. After stomping heavily on the clown in retaliation, he took out the bat gun: aimed, fired, and the hook retracted.His movements are smooth.

For a tall building complex like Gotham, Batman can even fly freely in the air by cleverly using claw hooks and hang glider.

The clown let out a cry, obviously he didn't expect the pious-looking Batman to do such a thing, but the pain was really nothing to him, he suddenly laughed, his interest in Batman was strong again Quite a lot.

But that didn't compare to his interest in Lane.The clown turned his head to look at the unusually conspicuous white in the black arms, regardless of whether he could hear it or not: "Baby, I will come out to find you soon, but don't miss me."

Being hugged and gliding in mid-air, the familiar smell of iris and tonka beans mixed together is now beside him, Ryan sighed, and finally asked the question that he was more than ten years late: "What are you spraying?" What perfume is it?"

It smelled very bitter, which led him to always like those deadly things that Selina complained about.

The grapple flipped quickly in Bruce's hands, and they landed firmly on top of an old building.

The cobalt blue eyes were full of doubts about Ryan's sudden question: "...forgot, what's wrong?"

He lowered his head to smell what smell was on him, but all that lingered on the tip of his nose was the faint milky scent of Ryan, which was very similar to vanilla ice cream.

He felt that he was obviously covered with the smell belonging to another person: "What is the smell?"

"Bitter. It's pure cocoa." Ryan explained, and the smell smelled very good.His crimson eyes were sparkling now.

"Do you want to eat?" Bruce was amused by his metaphor, and a few traces of emotions called pampering and helplessness flashed in his cobalt blue eyes. He finally let go of the arm that had been holding Ryan and helped him stand it is good.

The superhero, who was already handy in being a playboy, bent slightly, and brought his thin lips to less than one centimeter from Ryan's thin lips that had already been dyed crimson.

He tapped his lips with a gloved finger, and asked his "freshly baked" boyfriend in an inducing tone: "Do you want to try it?"

That fair and delicate face that can definitely be ranked in the top magazines around the world quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ryan hesitated for a moment, and bit Bruce's lip cautiously.His movements are very light and fast, almost leaving at the touch of a finger.

Bruce licked his lower lip, trying to get rid of the numbness, but also seemed a little unsatisfied.He smiled and said, "Sweet."

That movement was so sexy even if it only showed half of his face, Ryan couldn't help but move his Adam's apple.

But at this time, Bruce's communicator suddenly rang. He raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ryan, and connected through the communication: "Master, have you found Ryan?" It was Alfred's voice.

"I found it. I'll take him back now. What's going on at the port?" He pressed the remote control of the Batmobile while talking, and soon there was a loud engine sound between the buildings.

Ryan walked to the edge of the roof to see if the Batmobile had arrived.Before he took two steps, he was taken back by Bruce, who gestured to him with a "be quiet and stay still" gesture while continuing to maintain communication.

"The Avengers and Superman have already rushed over, and there is probably no room for you to intervene there." Ah Fu's sense of humor is as always the good young master who tirelessly beat him, he paused: "Speaking of it, young master, Shouldn't you formally introduce your boyfriend to me?"

Ryan froze, he turned his head and stared at Bruce complainingly: he hadn't gotten used to being a boyfriend yet.

"We'll be back right away." Bruce kissed him on the cheek to reassure him, and his tone was full of excitement that he couldn't suppress: "But can you help me prepare a gift for cousin Tony? Well, Fu, I Afraid of getting kicked out by Stark, who is not so nice, the next time I visit New York."

Ryan stared at a pair of crimson peach blossom eyes. Is this person still the Bruce Wayne he knows?

He didn't even call Tony a cousin a few times, this man... this man, when did he get so thick-skinned? !

Alfred on the communicator couldn't help but smile too: "My honor, sir."

The huge engine sound of the Batmobile has stopped. Bruce hung up the communicator, looked at Ryan in his arms who had completely restricted his freedom of life, and said angrily: "Don't walk on the ground with bare feet, in case there are any stones or the like What should I do?"

Listening to his tone, the degree of danger of the stone has reached the level of the mine.

Ryan was very helpless: "I'm not a child anymore."

Bruce looked at him, waiting for his next words, his eyes clearly said: So?If Ryan was still the same age as before, he wouldn't dare to hug and hold high like this.

"So you don't have to hold me like this all the time." Ryan raised his eyebrows, so that being held in his arms felt like a large doll.

And what made him even more stable was the ease with which Bruce held him.

After all, he is also an adult man who weighs 170 pounds, is 183 tall, and has smooth muscle lines, which is impossible to be regarded as a weak chicken.

When he thought about holding Bruce before, his weight was a bit overwhelming to be honest.After all, the 210-pound body weight is entirely composed of Bruce's hard muscles.

He has only seen the captain and Da Chao have such exaggerated figures, um, Wilson and Eric's figures are also considered good.

His thinking has no idea how many earths he has traveled to.

Bruce, who was holding him, raised a hand and rumpled his white hair, which had already lost the concept of hairstyle: "If conditions permit, I would rather hold you in my mouth, or hold you in the palm of my hand. Would you like to consider going smaller?"

He was joking, unaware that the person in his arms was slandering his (false) figure that he had always been proud of.

"Are you annoying?" Ryan raised his hand unceremoniously, and grabbed the two small bat ears on Bruce's headgear.

It made Ryan a little awkward that he completely regarded him as a fragile object.

It's just that the bat ears with two small synthetic graphite shells feel surprisingly good. Ryan raised his eyebrows and simply touched two more.

Bruce let him move with a good temper, or his patience put a positive infinity symbol on Ryan.

It's a good thing that his attention is completely taken away by the bat ears.

Bruce even started thinking about the possibility of a Batman suit with furry bat ears.

He jumped down from the roof with Ryan in his arms, and rolled into the Batmobile smoothly after the buffer effect of the cloak passed.

For some reason, the appearance of Ryan being jumped by a cat suddenly flashed in his mind. While driving the Batmobile, Bruce said in a good mood: "I always feel that Wayne Manor is a bit empty."

"Huh?" Ryan looked out of the window at Gotham, which was gradually returning to operation, rubbing the bat ears with his slender fingers - Bruce's helmet had been taken off by him, but he couldn't figure out why, the feel of the bat ears was far from Good on Bruce's head.

"Should I get a cat?" Bruce suggested.He glanced at Ryan's movements, raised his right hand to his lips to hide his smile.

"What?" Ryan turned his head and stared at him abruptly, and refused politely: "No."

The horrible experience of being overwhelmed by the fluffy army reappeared before his eyes. In this life, he would never raise a cat. Even raising a son was much easier than raising a cat (of course, this theory was later overturned by himself) .

"But I've already raised it." Bruce finally couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

The superhero who doesn't obey the traffic rules in the world came over and kissed Ryan on the cheek: "A big..." He compared the height of Billion with his right hand: "The super big white cat, maybe it should have been separated from the cat's body." Queue, it should be considered a snow leopard. I named him Baby."

Ryan's eyes widened, and they really looked like the eyes of some cat.

Of course he knew that Bruce was talking about him, he couldn't help but grabbed the cloak of the battle suit that Bruce was still wearing, and was about to argue when Bruce interrupted: "Do you know that Snow Leopard is acting like a baby... Um, when you feel insecure, you will bite your own tail? It's like a human child hugging a doll, or..."

His smiling eyes glanced at Ryan's hand holding his cloak: "Or it's like you holding your boyfriend." His eyes were shining like stars, and the expression on his face didn't look serious at all. Nonsense.

Ryan was taken aback, and almost smashed the helmet in Bruce's face.He quickly withdrew his hand holding Bruce's cloak: "Can you see the way? Boyfriend."

The corners of Bruce's lips were not flattened at all, his eyes stayed on Ryan's reddened earlobes for a few seconds, and he turned his head to look at the road in front of him: "Yes, my boyfriend."

The Batman chariot plunged into the waterfall as usual and stopped firmly in the Batcave.

It's just that everyone knows that some things have changed forever.

It's like Bruce holding Ryan's hand in front of Tony, and the shameless smile on his lips that makes people (especially Tony Stark) extremely uncomfortable.

The next day, the two brought back two of Alfred's big troubles from the pet store - a gray cat named Milk by Bruce and a golden retriever named Coco by Ryan.

The two little ones snuggle together, not yet knowing what lies ahead.

But as long as we are together, no matter what, we can resolve it together.

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