Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

The heat on Qinghe's face immediately went up, but this was not reflected in her complexion, therefore, her face at the moment still looked flawless.

Bruce stared at her overly pretty face, and that frivolous smile appeared again, "...you are really good at kissing/kissing."

After a while, she came back to her senses, and only then did she figure out what Bruce was talking about just now.

Her originally calm face suddenly changed for a while, but Bruce quickly distanced herself from her again, and sat back in the Pagani's driver's seat upright.

The girl was suddenly at a loss for words, and simply looked forward, ignoring him beside him.

Wayne Manor is located in the outskirts, and there are few people here. Basically, no one can disturb his life except Bruce himself who wants to have a party.

Qing He got out of the car slowly, followed Bruce Wayne bravely, and walked towards the gate of the classical villa.

There was already a figure as tall as Bruce waiting there.

Even though that person is old, his figure is as straight as when he was young.He was wearing a black suit and a dark gray tie. This neat attire neutralized the aging feeling brought by his already gray hair, but he looked energetic.

"Master Wayne, welcome back." The old man smiled, which made him look dignified and kind, "Tonight's menu is still French truffle foie gras with green apple cheese and caviar. And your favorite Mediterranean creamy matsutake Soup," he winked, "with wild black truffle*."

"I see, Alfred." Bruce reached out and patted the old man's shoulder.

Qinghe noticed that the smile on Bruce's face had not been removed, but the frivolous look that had been lingering there before was gone, and a little tenderness was brought on instead.

It was a genuine smile—a smile that came from the bottom of my heart when I was back in the safest place in the world.

The old man named Alfred skipped Bruce in front of him, and then fell on the young black-haired girl.

The smile on his face got bigger, "I don't know who this lady is?"

God knows how much work Alfred went to bring Bruce Wayne back from being the Dark Knight to the real world.He hopes that Bruce can always be Bruce Wayne, not Batman with infinite pain.

So, Bruce was really happy to bring back a girl today.

Bruce falters in the process of entering the door, and turns around again, one hand resting on the half-open door.

The man's hair was not as neatly brushed behind his forehead as it was when he went out, so when the breeze blew, a strand of ebony hair fell down.Those deep eyes stared at Qinghe without blinking, as if he wanted to hear her answer the housekeeper's questions.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been confused by Baby Brucey's beauty long ago, but after what happened in the car just now, Qinghe felt that this man was not that simple at all.

With the idea of ​​asking first, Qinghe softly said hello to the old housekeeper.

Bruce looked at her for a moment, then said to Alfred indifferently, "From now on, she will be the mistress of the manor."

But even though he was the "hostess", Alfred still considered it more from the perspective of peace, and did not simply let her sleep in Master Wayne's bedroom.

The bedroom prepared for her alone also continues the Gothic style.

A four-poster bed, with intricate patterns engraved on the dark bedposts, and an exquisitely crafted wooden box at the end of the bed.But because the lighting is not bad, it doesn't feel particularly depressing.

Although, Gotham is always clouded, yes...

"Please rest well, miss."

After Alfred left, Qinghe tried to turn on the phone and connected to the wireless LAN.During the time she came to this new world, she hadn't gone online to get a good understanding of Gotham City yet.

Unexpectedly, when I opened the browser, a photo of Bruce and her popped up on the main page!

?Out of curiosity, she clicked in.

Several pictures were added to this gossip news, the first picture is the picture of the super sports car Pagani that Bruce drives today parked on the side of the road.

Qinghe's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

really……

The girl swiped the page, and there were several photos of her and Bruce in the car, but they were blurry because they were zoomed in from a far away place.

...but judging from that intriguing pose, it won't be easy either.

She just knew it!She knew it would be like this, the men in these worlds have no good things, they are all scheming!

But after all, she is not a heavyweight in this world, she is just an ordinary citizen, so this does not have a particularly big impact on her...

She doesn't want to go out into the street just yet.

Qinghe sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and suddenly felt very bored again.She looked at the petite clock on the bedside table again, it seemed a bit too early to go to bed now.

After thinking for a long time, the girl was going to go out for a walk.

It should be fine if you just go for a walk in the courtyard outside, and don't go to the study or something like that, right?

Some flowers and plants of various shapes are planted in the wide courtyard, but the most attractive and peaceful ones are those orange-pink rose flowers.

Qinghe couldn't help getting closer, trying to get a better view of the beauty of these roses in full bloom.She stared at these flowers and plants for a long time, and suddenly someone beside her said, "That's Juliet."

The voice was completely different from Bruce's, so Qinghe looked up to where the voice came from.

It was a young manservant who was pruning some excess branches and leaves.

"Do you gardeners also have to do pruning work at night?" Qing He asked suspiciously.

The manservant shook his head, "It's rare to be here at night. The main reason is that celebrities will come here for gatherings in the near future, so Mr. Pennyworth hopes to show the excellent taste of the Wayne family in this respect."

"Oh..." Qing He agreed, "But Juliet is really beautiful."

These orange-pink roses bloomed big and well, adding a touch of color to the manor.

"This is the first time Mr. Wayne has brought a woman back for the night." The manservant said again, "Don't read the newspapers saying that Mr. Wayne is a rich man with a weird personality, but he is actually quite nice—"

The young male servant's words stopped abruptly, he glanced behind Qinghe, then lowered his head and silently trimmed the branches and leaves.

Qing He looked back suspiciously, only to realize that it was really shameful.

It was Bruce who came, with his hands in his pockets, still looking so smug.

Qinghe just glanced at it and turned away in despair.

God knows how much she doesn't want to see Bruce Wayne now, she always feels that her already poor disguise will fall apart even more under his gaze.

But things have happened, and there's no reason to hold back at all.

So she turned around again, and waved to Bruce not far away very familiarly, with a perfect smile on her face.

"Good evening." Qinghe was about to blurt out the title "Mr. Wayne", but she thought that it seemed a little too natural to say that with her current personality, so she smiled and added a darling desperately.

Then she clearly saw Bruce's face darken.

No, you can't say that - it's just that his expression has visibly darkened slightly.

Originally, he didn't need any pretense here, he didn't have to fake a smile, and he didn't have to act like a spendthrift playboy.

However... Qinghe is a variable.

The man stepped forward and directly grabbed her hand.

Qinghe:?

However, this was not enough, Bruce looked past her to the male servant, his eyes were very intriguing.

The servant is also a man, he understands everything, so he immediately left work.

Then Bruce dragged the girl's hand involuntarily and walked to the other side of the courtyard, which was of course empty.

"Let go of me...!" the girl protested, she felt that Bruce's strength was too great, which made her wrist hurt a little.

Bruce did as he did this time, letting her go without saying anything.Qing He rubbed his wrist in pain, only to see that the fair skin on it was obviously reddened.

Bruce frowned, he didn't expect her to be so weak.

His compassion was moved, but he couldn't say what he cared about at the moment, so he turned his eyes away.

So Qinghe heard the man say, "Don't run around, go to bed early."

The expected teasing did not appear, and Bruce's tone sounded serious.

Qing He's attention shifted from her wrist to his face, she looked at him with a bit of surprise, she turned her eyes away the next second, "It's only nine o'clock now!"

The soft, earnest tone fell into Bruce's ear and made Bruce's heart tremble for no reason, but his face was expressionless, and he continued, "...don't talk to strangers. And don't believe what they tell you. anything from you."

The stranger in his mouth of course refers to everyone except him and Alfred.

Qinghe thought about it carefully, and suddenly discovered a blind spot.

"Don't believe anything they say?" the girl repeated. "Do you mean you don't believe the report that you're an uneducated playboy, or what the valet said just now that you're a nice guy?"

Bruce stared at her for a while, "...whatever you want."

Qinghe glanced at the man, she felt that Bruce was much more boring than she imagined.At this time, the wind was blowing again, the girl sneezed, and her whole face was wrinkled.

She may have thought that the sneeze was also caused by pollen, so she stretched out her hand and fanned the air, trying to shake the pollen away.

Bruce looked at her childish behavior, "Are you from the prenatal care class?"

This guy simply asked the question knowingly, he must have already investigated her identity.

So she didn't answer, but her eyes wandered around aimlessly. She suddenly thought of something, grabbed the tie of the other party, and then kissed Bruce on the cheek lightly.

"Don't you understand yet? I'm...helping you." The girl said, and she also took out the report she just saw on the phone, "Do you need me?"

The overly soft lips grazed the man's face, and his tie, which had not been tied properly, became even more baggy at the moment.

"—You definitely need me." Her eyes were bright, and she felt pity for me, "I know you won't believe what I said in the hospital, but I am very obedient, what do you want me to do? Why, so...leave me, family."

The title at the end of the sentence is completely close, but this mistake made Bruce's eyes move.

He felt as if he was adopting a stray cat.

But he didn't answer Qing He's words, but said before the wind got stronger: "Since you can't sleep, go to the study. For you, reading a book is better than standing outside and blowing the wind."

When he appeared in the manor again as Bruce Wayne, Qinghe was already fast asleep.

The sleeping position of the brunette girl is lying on her side, facing to the left, her right hand being pressed under the other hand, keeping her fingertips curled up all the time, not tight, but as if she wanted to grasp it firmly from the bottom of her heart Live like anything.

Her usual bright red lips have faded like cherry blossom petals at this moment, and her eyes are tightly closed, but standing by the bed, she can still feel the girl's body gently moving due to her breathing.

This picture gave Bruce the impression that it was not a beautiful woman falling asleep, but more like a fourteenth-century classical puppet curled up in a suitcase.

And as long as she is wound up, those eyes will bring this body to life again.

Bruce's hand that was about to reach out retracted, and the hand that he had been hanging aside moved and raised, and the stack of black and white investigation reports was delivered to his eyes.

In recent years, there have been many missing persons reports with the same name as the one in front of me.

The man's eyes kept moving back and forth between the girl's peaceful sleeping face and the investigation report.

He muttered to himself rather self-deprecatingly: "In order for me to start a family, even witches are really not spared."

"...Alfred."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I have a headache + eye inflammation these days.

God bless me to hurry up and write to the last world! ! !New article has some ideas...

＊: The name of the dish comes from the Internet.

感谢在2021-02-1323:25:16~2021-02-1723:09:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Allie;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!