Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Carl took Lexi directly to the private theater.

He has already adjusted the viewing mode to a dating mode. There is only a dark red couch in the best viewing position in the entire hall, and a path emitting shimmering light guides them how to get to the sofa, while others The location is just pitch black.

The air is filled with a faint fragrance that even Karl suspects is an illusion.

"It's too dark in here," Lex said.

He didn't have the slightest intention to shake off Carl's arm on his shoulder from the beginning to the end, and Carl took him all the way logically.

"This is a movie theater, how can it be too bright? It just needs to be dark." Carl sneered, he bent over and turned his head, talking in Lex's ear, "Interesting things happen only when it's dark .”

His scorching breath sprayed lightly in Lex's ear, like an inadvertent act while whispering.

"Oh?" Lex's tone was calm.

However, his heart was beating faster, his body temperature was rising, and there was a kind of dormant enthusiasm hidden in the back of his throat, and Karl knew that this enthusiasm was waking up, because Lex swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he spoke next, His voice became hoarse, "What's so interesting?"

What do you want me to answer Lexi?

Or do you want me to kiss you right away?

No no no, I'm not going to kiss you, it's going too fast.

"I don't know," Carl casually misinterpreted Lex's meaning, he straightened up easily, and walked away from Lex's ear, and the inexplicable and ambiguous atmosphere seemed to disappear immediately, "I just got the sample I'll just call you and we'll watch it together, and then we'll find out what's interesting about it."

For a man and a woman, the size of this sofa is still a little generous, but for two adult men whose height is over 1.8 meters, sitting on it almost means that half of the body will be tightly attached to each other .

What's more, Carl just kept adjusting his stance and clothes, making him look thin. In fact, under his loose sweater, there are all strong and beautiful muscles. After sitting on the sofa, he and Lex were tightly attached Together, arms entangled with arms, thighs rubbed against thighs.

The surface of Carl's body seemed to be emitting heat, and Lex stiffened slightly as soon as he sat down - he had never been so close to a person.

Few people know this secret, Lex.Luthor actually hates physical contact with people. He behaves gracefully and properly in all public occasions. Of course, he doesn't shy away from shaking hands with his partners or stepping into the dance floor holding a lady's slender waist.

But not being shy doesn't mean he is happy or likes it.

This can only be said to be his compromise with the stupid apes around him. After all, when your intelligence has exceeded a certain limit, it is difficult for you to maintain patience and respect when looking at others. Others are nothing like apes to you. There is no difference, even if you know very well that the combined power of apes will be amazing, but the reason why apes are called apes is that they are almost impossible to unify and unite, so this amazing power only exists in theory.

They have no meaning and value to talk to, you can only tame them, order them, rule them.

Krex had never been more acutely aware that Cal was anything but one of those apes, though Cal never displayed human qualities—no, he did, and his ability to be likable was unmatched Peerless, even Lex.Luther fell into his sweet trap easily.

But that's not the main reason why Lex treats Carl differently.

Carl made Lex feel good, whether it was his innocent, sparkling jewel eyes, or the trusting look he gave him when he looked at him, it made Lex feel good.

And the temperature on his body made Lex feel comfortable, and the breath from his body made Lex feel relaxed.

"Is it a little crowded?" Carl turned to Lex.

He showed his good breeding at all times, and in this dim light, he had to turn his head to stare at Lex, and his eyes and Lex's own eyes were like the positive and negative poles of a magnet. will stick together.

But there are rare times when it doesn't, like this moment.

The light in the movie hall was dim, and when Carl turned his head, the big lit screen cast even soft light, rubbing his perfect chin in Lex's eyes.

It is as perfect as its owner.

So perfect, Lex thought, staring at Carl.

"Lexie? Lexie!" Carl said. "The movie's about to begin."

"Okay, Honey," Lex said.

But he didn't pay much attention to the movie at all.

Most of the time, he stared at Carl's face in the dim light of the big screen, or could not help feeling the heat of Carl on his skin.

Their distance was so close, far beyond the breaking point of social etiquette that Lex could bear.

Lex remembered that the main house was built when the Al couple lived there, and this private cinema should also belong to them.

It seems that the exaggeration of their wonderful relationship in the media is not exaggeration. Just from this ambiguously arranged couple chair, we can see their interest, especially the soft light on the ground when Carl led him in, hazy. In the light Carl looks like he just came down from heaven, he even glows gracefully, which is unmatched visually, and Lex isn't sure if he's making an inappropriate expression.

But anyway, as far as Lex knew, this was a nasty atmosphere that only teenagers in mindless love would love!

So at this time, his numbness and restlessness can be explained. He is really not used to this kind of treatment. Once Carl's hand was on his shoulder, he would not stop it. During the movie, Lex was always being held Bothered by the weight of that arm.

Carl likes physical contact, Lex analyzed calmly, trying his best to control himself not to think about other aspects, he didn't know which aspect he wanted to think about, he just knew that he must not let his thoughts wander.

Think of something else, Lex.Luther, he said to himself, devoting some of his mind to the movie, while he had other things on his mind.

For example, the creature he left in the laboratory.

That strange alien creature, all the instruments on the earth show that it does not exist at all, but it can be captured by the retina without a doubt, Lex doesn't know what it is, and even where it comes from, For a moment he suspected that this guy sent him under his nose to mock him for claiming to know the guy very well, but in fact it was not the case at all, in fact no one knew the guy at all, even the Lex.Luther.

That rascal.superman.

Wearing stupid uniforms and using stupid titles, flying in the sky at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye and instruments.

But Lex quickly dismissed this idea. It is impossible for Superman to know that the top intelligence on the earth is watching him and studying him. His actions are brutal and unscrupulous. Because of Superman's arrogance, Lex knew about Superman's existence when he first acted.

But at the beginning, Lex didn't pay enough attention to Superman.

He didn't hate the flying idiot in the first place, he was busy, he had a lot of jobs, he had a whole city to manage, and he had just restructured the company from his father, there were too many greedy idiots He needs to deal with it himself.

So when Lex got rid of all external factors and thought he could finally spare time to do his favorite research, he suddenly found that Superman had grown to a desperate height——

Look at him, so fit, so powerful, so beautiful, like a god of gold made of muscle.

Now Superman is still hiding himself, but Rex already knows Superman very well. He knows that once Superman is dedicated to the world, he will surely win a great reputation, and everyone will respect him, love him, and present him with crowns and flowers.

Because Superman has a sick, inhuman perfection that no one can have, that non-existent idealism, that powerful and swift action, and his willpower and determination to implement his own thoughts—

No one knows this.

That's right, not yet, and the knowledge about Superman is only for him for the time being.

But people will know this sooner or later.

Compared with the all-knowing and omnipotent Superman, Lex.Luther is just an idiot!

Maybe he didn't hide his mood swings and leaked something. Carl took him into his arms and said in a low voice, "It's the critical time...don't be nervous, we are all waiting for Mr. Holmes' reasoning."

I didn't wait for the megalomaniac's reasoning, Lex thought, but since Carl has thoughtfully found the steps for him, it doesn't hurt to follow along.

He's determined not to think about Superman anymore, why would he be so foolish as to try to "think about Superman" to relieve his unease?It's not the first time that Superman has always let his emotions go too far.

Let's just focus on Carl.

However, this decision did not make Lex feel better at all. As soon as he pulled his mind away from thinking, he could feel the self that was not shackled all the time.

Carl's arm locked him tightly, and the force transmitted from that arm was astonishing. Of course, it might be because Lex hated this feeling too much, so he felt too much pressure unconsciously.

In fact, it's not just Karl's arm, but also Karl's breath, Karl's temperature, and the atmosphere in the entire small theater—why does he stick to Karl in such an empty space?

But he had to put up with it, because it wasn't Carl's fault what was bothering him anyway.

The author has something to say:

Lebold: Anyway, it's not Carl's fault.

Lai Bald: Superman!It's all your fault!

Carl: As long as you are happy :)