[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

When Joshua woke up, it was already noon the next day.

His whole body was trapped in the soft quilt, only his face was exposed. Through the curtains, the bright and dazzling sunlight weakened a lot, and gently enveloped his face, coating him with a layer of gold.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air. This fragrance was very familiar. Joshua had tasted it many times before, so he couldn't help moving his nose and smelling it carefully, and finally smelled it from the faint fresh fragrance. Whose handwriting is this fragrance.

It's Clark.

After Clark's name flashed in his mind, the memories of last night swarmed in in an instant. Those memories were both like a flood breaking a bank and a volcano erupting suddenly, and all of them flooded into Joshua's mind. Here, there is no possibility of rejection at all.

In the dim light, Clark's heavy breathing, the sweat dripping from his forehead, and the firm muscles on his chest and shoulders, all these things were covered with a hazy and intoxicating tone under the dim light, like The oil paintings painted by painters during the Renaissance in the [-]th century are generally beautiful, and every inch of the line is beautiful and intoxicating.

Most of Joshua's face was dyed red. He blinked first, then raised his arms and thighs. These places were a little sore, but they were still within the range of his body's tolerance. It's the same, the feeling of soreness and swelling made Joshua's face look a bit weird.

He still remembered that Clark was excited and excited last night. It was the first time for both of them. It is impossible to say that they are proficient. After stumbling, the last two people groped for a long time before they succeeded. Clark tried hard, but the result was unusual. Joshua remembers crying straight out of bed.

Excitement is one reason, pain is another.

After all, the Kryptonian's thing is not small. Joshua felt it at first and wanted to crawl away from Clark's side in horror, but just after struggling for a while, Clark grabbed his arm and pressed him on the bed, coaxing him with his voice Living.

"Joshua, Joshua, don't avoid me, look at me, please."

Clark's pleading voice was too deceptive. Joshua, who was terrified at first, was bewitched by his hoarse, deep and gentle voice. Clark, who was usually gentle and kind, seemed to have turned into a beast at that time, and Joshua was hunted by the beast. As the prey, the ferocious beast gently licks the sweet lips and slender neck of the prey. The ferocious and bloody smell makes the prey lose resistance, and there is nowhere to escape. They can only tremble under the ferocious beast, revealing their deadly neck, waiting for death to come.

Joshua couldn't refuse Clark, so he meekly stretched out his hand to hook Clark's neck, and stared at the dim ceiling above his head absentmindedly in the double pleasure of pain and pleasure.

The world was spinning, but Joshua heard what Clark whispered in his ear.

"Good boy."

Recalling this, Joshua's face was stained red again, he felt a little ashamed, and more of those unspeakable sweetness.

When Clark whispered "good boy" in his ear, Joshua even had a secret and pleasant pleasure.

He reached out and rubbed his cheek, then rolled over under the quilt.

The white shirt that belonged to Clark on his body has been thrown away for a long time. Now Joshua is wearing his clean pajamas. Joshua thought about it and guessed that the final destination of the crumpled shirt should be garbage can.

After all, being ravaged and turned into that kind of appearance, no matter how you look at it, it is not wearable.

Thinking of this, Joshua couldn't help groaning in shame.

He was wailing in his heart, but the door of the bedroom was quickly opened. Clark broke in with an apron still on his waist, his face was full of panic, and he rushed to the bed and asked him nervously: "Josh Ya? Joshua? Are you okay? Is there any pain? Or is it more painful?"

"Did I push too hard last night?"

He crouched beside the bed with a tense expression, like a puppy that has made a mistake.

Joshua: ...

Joshua covered his face with his hands.

"It's okay." He squeezed the word out between his teeth, feeling ashamed in his heart, making Joshua even more speechless.

So Clark became even more nervous, thinking that Joshua was not feeling well, so he picked him up and was about to rush out, but Joshua quickly reacted and stretched out his hand to pat Clark on the shoulder hard.

"I'm really fine." Joshua was annoyed. He bit his lip and squeezed out the words: "You forgot, my ability is very special."

It was also thanks to this that Clark did not cause blood to flow into rivers last night, but Joshua was unhappy about what he thought.

To be honest, Joshua never thought that his ability would come in handy at this time, although it was really useful - but he didn't feel happy at all.

It was only then that Clark remembered that he was smiling like a fool, but instead of making him look rustic, this kind of smile made him even more handsome.

It has to be said that after knowing Clark's true face under the black-rimmed glasses, Joshua was always bewitched by Clark's appearance time and time again.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched Clark's cheek. The skin under his palm was warm and soft. Who would have thought that such skin would not even cause the slightest damage to him with missiles?

Joshua pinched Clark's face, but his strength was like a tickle to Clark. When Joshua's hand fell to Clark's lips, Clark turned his head slightly and kissed Joshua's palm .

So Joshua blushed.

As a Kryptonian, Clark has much more energy than Joshua. When Joshua was sleeping drowsily under the quilt, Clark had already got up early and ran to the kitchen to make Joshua a bowl of nourishment. soup.

After all, there is a lot of loss.

This kind of thing is best when it's hot. Clark looked at Joshua as if he was afraid that he would melt, and his voice was as gentle as water: "Joshua, are you hungry?"

Before Joshua could answer, his stomach responded cooperatively to Clark's question.

Joshua: ...

Joshua closed his eyes, gave up the treatment and nodded.

Clark stood up abruptly, reaching out to lift Joshua from the bed, but Joshua refused.

"I'm not at the point where I can't walk." Joshua protested softly, pushed Clark's arm off the bed by himself.

After taking two steps, Joshua's face turned red.Although it has been cleaned up, the feeling still exists, not to say that there is no such thing as no one.

Although part of the reason was due to Clark, the reason for all this was largely due to Joshua himself, so he had to walk slowly towards the restaurant with a straight face.

The soup that Clark cooked was obviously inspired by Martha. Joshua had an empty stomach. He drank several bowls in a row and ate several sandwiches. Finally, he patted his chubby stomach and sighed in satisfaction.

Joshua was lying comfortably on the chair. The neckline of his pajamas was loose, and the red strawberry dew from the neck to the collarbone was completely wiped out. The red hickeys extended to Joshua's collar densely. Clark looked at Turning around on Joshua's body, it seems that there is a hook on Joshua's chest, hooking his eyes in, the color of a pair of clear blue eyes has become much darker, and finally Joshua discovered the clue, He patted Clark's leg angrily.

"Clark!" Joshua yelled.

"Is it delicious? Joshua."

Clark became serious in an instant, and looked at Joshua tenderly. His blue eyes were lingering like a stream, slowly wrapping around Joshua's body.

This look is not at all like the hunger and thirst look that seemed to be able to skin and tear Joshua into his stomach last night.

Probably because of what happened last night, Clark, who has been sublimated physically and mentally, is now shining with the brilliance of a saint. If Clark saves others with such an expression, even the heinous villains may be purified under Clark's smile The soul, from now on, turn over a new leaf and start a new life.

Although he has seen many beauties, Clark is still the most unique Joshua has ever seen.

"I want to ask you something."

He looked at it, and couldn't help but ask the question that he had kept in his heart for a long time.

"Clark, why do you wear those black-rimmed glasses so that no one can see that you are Superman?"

Clark was taken aback for a moment, and then said naturally: "The glasses are more special."

"It is made with Krypton's special technology, so that others can't help but ignore my real appearance."

Joshua nodded ignorantly, Clark smiled helplessly, thought for a while, and said, "In this case, why don't I take you to a place at night."

Joshua asked curiously, "Where?"

Clark just smiled mysteriously: "You will know when you go."

*

Today is a rest day, and Joshua is on vacation, but as a superhero, there is no word for vacation in the dictionary of heroes.

The watchtower where Superman is today is unusual. After all, the corners are filled with sweet fragrance. Clark, who finally succeeded in reaching the home base with Joshua, walks in the watchtower, with a compelling smile on his face. Even a single dog can smell the smell of love all over his body-and the single dogs in the watchtower include but are not limited to Mr. Barry Allen, the flash man who is still single.

In fact, when Clark was on duty in the watchtower today, Green Lantern Hal had already seen some clues from the clues on Clark. After all, there is still a clear difference between a man who has achieved great harmony in his life and Xiaobai who only has theoretical achievements. .

So Hal took Barry's shoulder with a knowing smile.

"Little Flash, tell me, how long did Superman use it last night?" Hal rubbed his chin and whispered in Barry's ear.

Barry couldn't understand Hal's hint, he was stunned, showing a confused expression: "How long?"

Barry couldn't understand, and Hal was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he encouraged his innocent little friend with words with a snicker: "You can ask Superman, he must understand."

Barry showed vigilant eyes, then shook his head desperately: "I don't want it!"

Knowing the character of his good brother, Barry has already developed a good ability to deal with Hal, so he heard Hal's encouragement immediately, and remained vigilant about Hal's suggestion.

Anyway, Hal's suggestion is generally not good!

"Go on your own!" Barry slapped Hal's hand away and looked at him vigilantly, before jumping three meters away.

Wonder Woman is so helpless, her teammates are getting more naive than the other, what can she express, she can only express her understanding.

"Don't disturb Superman." Diana stopped Hal who was about to move and warned: "Be careful that he beats you."

She said, "I can't save you in that case."

Hal, who had just become a Green Lantern not long ago, was not too crazy. He was not at all afraid when he saw Clark, and even said that Superman was nothing special. As a result, Clark taught him how to be a human being as soon as he uttered his words, so he shut himself up. a few days.

Diana's words were still useful. Hal's thoughts rested for the most part, and finally dismissed his thoughts embarrassingly. He just touched Clark's arm, and when Clark looked over, he winked and said to Clark: "Congratulations."

Clark, who didn't know he was exposed: ...?

He was still happily thinking about how to show Joshua the scenery of the North Pole at night.

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