After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

The hustle and bustle of New York is as usual. This city is different from the gloomy Gotham and the bright metropolis. It stands between the two, mixing light and dark, history and future, old and new. The real city on earth.This may be one of the important reasons why New York eventually became an iconic city in the United States. No one can deny the charm of New York, even Bruce Wayne, who has a special preference for Gotham.

The autumn wind hovers between those landmark high-rise buildings in New York City. Looking up, you can see the sky that has been completely divided. The sky is still clear, and the sun leaks through the layers of clouds, falling silently to everyone in the city. Whether it is the company executives in suits and leather shoes, or the homeless man huddled on the corner of the street, whether it is the gang leader who silently took the handkerchief to wipe the blood, or the superhero who sat on the edge of the tall building and ate the half-cold burger— —

...Or, dutifully playing the role of a qualified boyfriend, hugging Hilda tightly, and has already planned how to send the blue rose in his hand to Bruce Wayne, the second generation of rich, master of love.

To be honest, the hug took a little longer...at least, longer than Bruce expected.

Originally, he planned to let go of Hilda after five seconds of hugging, who knew that Hilda hugged him back without saying a word-Bruce tried to earn a bit, but unfortunately, it failed.

His eyebrows jumped: great!This unplanned situation was damn familiar.Although they have been separated for a while, Hilda is still not surprising at all in terms of surprises.

"... Hilda?" Bruce asked softly, lowering his head.

Hilda let him go.

She took a step back, and before he took the blue rose between the two of them and handed it to her, Hilda stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips——

Although it's normal for a long-lost couple to hold back a kiss, Bruce swears he heard the whistle of a passing pedestrian.

...Yes, after all, this is a public place.

Bruce felt a little funny, and he breathed a sigh of relief.The premonition of uneasiness that had always existed in his heart seemed to have dissipated a little because of this sticky action. He returned to his senses a little, looked at Hilda who was close at hand, and seemed to be aware of his gaze. Hilda opened her eyes. Eyes, these brown eyes are as clear as the sky in New York City, but also like that sky... without any extra emotion.

When she looked at Bruce, she was just looking at Bruce.

He was startled, that bad premonition rapidly inflated like a balloon.

He stepped back slightly, ended the kiss, and observed Hilda carefully: "...what's wrong with you, dear?"

"What?" Hilda rubbed her lower lip with the back of her hand, and looked up at Bruce as if she was still thinking, "Is there something wrong with me?"

--certainly.

Although the difference was very subtle, it was reflected in the attitude towards him, and Bruce couldn't fail to feel it.He suspected that during this time in New York, something happened to Hilda that was not presented in intelligence at all-several guesses and figures of key personnel emerged in his mind, but now he is Bruce Wayne, Of course, it is impossible to ask your own question so directly.

"I just think," Bruce's face flickered appropriately with a trace of hesitation, "you seem to be a little colder towards me."

He picked up the blue rose and gently handed it to Hilda.

His tone was pretending to be relaxed, but his eyes were half tentative: "...Maybe you met someone interesting?"

Hilda remained calm, and began to ask the artificial intelligence in her heart: 【...What does he mean by this? 】

【He suspects that you have moved on. ] Xiaolan replied.

Hilda suddenly realized.

She patted Bruce on the shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, I didn't empathize."

Xiaolan: […]

Bruce's eyebrows twitched: "..."

"I know, baby, you're not that kind of person." He replied, sending the rose in Hilda's direction again, "I'm just a little worried... what happened to you is beyond reason things, such as the angel and devil we met when we first met..."

Speaking of this, Bruce lowered his voice, and Hilda took the bouquet of blue roses under his gesture, so he naturally put the free hand on Hilda's shoulder, with She walked towards his sports car, and he pretended to think: "Let's think about it, what's the name of that devil? Crowley? I remember, he owes you a wish. Did this dangerous man harass you later? "

Unexpectedly, hearing the name Crowley from Bruce's mouth, Hilda, who used up that wish not long ago and just tricked Crowley, froze for a moment.

Bruce quickly noticed something was wrong with her, and his eyes darkened.

Hilda pretended nothing happened: "...Crowley? Is that his name? How did I remember it was Crawley?...If you don't tell me, I'd have forgotten that there was such a thing, haha."

Bruce: "..."

Knowing that her acting skills were not good, she quickly lowered her head and took a deep breath of the rose in her hand: "This rose smells so good, Bruce, thank you, I like it so much——"

Bruce showed a slight smile, his eyes were lingering and affectionate: "I know you will like it."

He opened the door for Hilda, closed it after she got in, got on the other side, and buckled up.

"Where are we going?" Hilda asked.

Bruce put one hand on the steering wheel, with a smile in his eyes, and stared at her with his chin propped up: "Isn't it a bit early to go to dinner now?"

Hilda hugged the rose: "It's a little bit."

"So, is there somewhere you want to go? How about we go on a date?"

She was silent for a while: "... When did you come from Gotham?"

"This morning."

"Just to see me?" she asked.

"Yeah," Bruce leaned towards her slightly, "I miss you very much, Hilda, but you don't want to come back to Gotham to see me..." There was still a trace of sigh in the voice, "So, I can only take the initiative to come to New York to meet the lover who makes me think about it day and night. Who told me that I am already willing to bow down for you?"

"..." Hilda stared at him silently for a while, just when Bruce was a little nervous, she suddenly smiled, leaned forward and kissed his lips frivolously, "The mouth is so sweet."

Bruce paused.

He is now almost certain that there is something wrong with Hilda: her attitude towards him can no longer be described as indifferent, at this moment, she is like a cat that has been away from its owner for a long time, looking at him calmly Looking at each other, it seems to have lost the memory of the past, and needs to rebuild the model of getting along.

However, between the two of them, Hilda has always held the initiative—at least on the surface, and it was Hilda who left Gotham for New York. What happened to her that would cause her to treat him like this now? manner?

"I'm just telling the truth," he replied.

Hilda: "However, when you first came to New York, how did you know to come here to find me?"

Bruce smiled subtly: "In order to give you a surprise, dear, I used a little connection from the Wayne family."

Hilda looked at the man in front of her, and was amused by his implicit but somewhat ostentatious answer. She felt more and more that the man was in her favor, like a tailor-made lover for her.

——Shouldn’t the greatest star thief in the entire universe, the Lord of Earth who is about to conquer everything, have a lover who is well-born, handsome, considerate and devoted to her?

"You must be very tired just after getting off the plane." Hilda said, "... why don't you go back to the hotel where I'm staying with me, dear Bruce, it's still early, we can have a good rest together." She His eyes were down, his elbow rested on his face, and at the end, his tone was somewhat meaningful.

Bruce: "..."

He tried to save: "Aren't you hungry, recording a show is exhausting, right?"

"We can ask the hotel to deliver the food." She didn't care. "After going back, you can take a hot bath first, eat something, and then..."

"Then you tell me what happened during this time?" Bruce held Hilda's hand, kissed the back of her hand, kept his head bowed, and looked up slightly.

It was a gesture of silent weakness, and Bruce put on this low profile, as if he had completely surrendered, giving her whatever he wanted.If his purpose had been to seduce Hilda, there was no doubt that he had succeeded.Hilda's fingers hanging on the other side moved slightly, her eyes deepened.Staring at Bruce like this, she suddenly wanted to ignore him, stroke the hair of the person in front of her roughly, and then pull him towards her without hesitation, completely pulling him into the abyss.

Fortunately, she restrained this untimely thought, just stretched out her hand casually, and gently landed on Bruce's hair, inserted her fingers into his hair with full restraint, combed his hair backwards slowly, and finally missed He walked away, hooked the end of the hair, and rubbed it slightly.

The more restrained the movements, the more exposed the desire.

Bruce felt a little dizzy.

She looked like an emotionless god, only her rising body temperature and quickened breathing proved that everything just now was not his illusion.

Her tone was flat, as if she was unaware of the ambiguous atmosphere in the car, or she knew everything well, but she wanted to pretend to be ignorant, casually teasing the lover on her palm: "OK Ah, I'll tell you whatever you want to hear... how about it?"

——How did things come to this point?

Bruce Wayne couldn't help thinking.