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

The black-haired girl stood in front of the closed door of Bruce's room, and wanted to knock on the door a few times, but finally just about to knock the door with her slightly clenched hand, she closed it while hanging in mid-air.

Alfred's words were still ringing in her ears.

Qinghe remembered what he said——

"Miss, can you help wake up Master Wayne later and serve him the meal?" said the old gentleman, "I'm really sorry, I have to go out."

Qinghe had also carefully looked at Alfred's attire at that time, and he really looked like he was about to go out.

In fact, she really wanted to ask why the maid was not allowed to do it, but she had been here for a day at least, and she didn't find any other women in the villa besides her.

So Qinghe's question had to be shelved.

Alfred seemed to see her doubts, and added very understandingly, "Master Wayne doesn't like other people entering his room."

Qinghe wanted to ask again, "Then am I not someone else?"

Anyway, it's just serving a plate for Bruce... Wake him up and she'll go, never stay a minute longer!

Qinghe thought about it and agreed.She nodded, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

……

Thinking back on it like this, Qinghe felt a little regretful again.What if Bruce likes to //naked//sleep?That's not good, is it?

all will be good.

Qinghe knocked on the door first, and tentatively called Mr. Wayne.

Standing patiently outside the door and waiting for a short while, after getting no answer, she pressed the doorknob and said cautiously, "Then I'll come in, okay?"

Bruce's bedroom curtains were not drawn, and the sky in Gotham was already gloomy and gloomy, so naturally no light came in.Therefore, the light in his bedroom was not turned on, and the light was a little dim.

After Qinghe walked in, he first put down the plate containing the meal.She didn't approach at first, but stood not far from the bed, and called the other person's name again.

"Mr. Wayne"

Qinghe still called out unwillingly, but found that the other party still did not answer.

So she took another step closer and stood on the edge of the bed.

She changed her title this time, "Bruce Wakeup!"

She also stretched out her hand and patted him across the quilt, hoping that he could wake up soon.

And... it will be afternoon if Bruce doesn't wake up, okay?If there are only 12 hours in this day, will it feel like time flies?

Then Qinghe realized something was wrong.

Bruce's eyes were tightly closed, his lips were slightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed even though he was still asleep, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

Qinghe called his name a few more times, and slowly approached him while stretching out his hand.

Just a second before she was about to touch Bruce's face, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and threw her on the bed in an instant.

They changed places so quickly.

Bruce didn't seem to be fully awake, his eyes were full of vigilance.The black-haired girl who was suddenly pressed down by him didn't have time to resist, and could only silently watch the man's unclear facial expression after a while of spinning.

The close distance made the tip of her nose belong to Bruce Wayne.

"Why are you?" Bruce moved his hand, only to realize how soft the girl's body he was pressing at the moment was.

In order to divert his attention from the girl, he looked at the clock on the bedside and muttered to himself, "I never thought I'd slept through it."

"Where's Alfred?" Bruce's eyes flicked over the food on the table.

Qinghe originally thought that he would get angry, but now it seems that it is not the same thing——

Only then did Qinghe come back to his senses, and withdrew his overly focused eyes, "He's gone out——"

The girl originally wanted to explain why she entered his room, but she noticed something more terrible.

Bruce's shoulder... was bleeding.

Blood seeped from the wound and soaked his silk pajamas.

Qinghe's eyes widened, and he said with some uncertainty: "You were injured...? Did your wound open?"

Watching the expression of both surprise and concern on her face, even Bruce was stunned for a moment, and then quickly let her go.

The man stretched out his hand and touched his shoulder inexplicably.

Sure enough, there was dampness on the cloth.

Bruce frowned slightly.He just had a nightmare.

And there is only one nightmare that can really scare him.

The alley, him as a child, the night, his parents and the pearl necklace.

Bruce came back to his senses again, he just wanted Qinghe to leave the room and leave him alone, but found that the girl who was /pressed/on/bed/on/by him had already /got off/bed/ .

By the way...

By the way, I also got the family medicine box.

His gaze scanned the girl's face uncertainly, and said, "Go out, I can handle it myself."

Bruce's words worked so well that the girl's eyebrows furrowed as well as his.

I only heard her say: "How can this work? If you can handle it yourself, the wound will not open."

Immediately Qinghe dragged one of his arms to the side of the bed involuntarily, trying to make him sit down properly.

And Bruce didn't think of other better reasons for refusing for a while, just stared at her face, accepting her approach by accident.

Bruce didn't hesitate to undress quickly.

The sight in front of her really made her eyes shine to a certain extent, Bruce's figure is really good!

She couldn't help but linger on the man's exposed upper body for a while, and then she looked at the wound on his shoulder.

The wound was a bit like the result of a bullet grazing, and he had stitched it up before, but it was obviously clumsy and not very successful.

However, where could this rich young man in front of him run to be "scratched" by bullets?

Qinghe swallowed his doubts about the wound and began to deal with him again.

For Bruce, the occasional feeling of the girl's soft fingers brushing his skin was very strange, and he couldn't help but draw his attention away.After all, although it does look like there are countless beauties around him, he doesn't like others approaching him rashly.

Sometimes he can't tell which one is the real self, day or night.

"Be careful not to get water on the wound, and don't exercise vigorously." Qinghe put the things back into the white medicine box and instructed.

This cordial and sincere tone has to be said to be very applicable in front of Bruce.

The man sitting on the edge of the bed silently watched the girl who had stood up and packed her things.Even in the dimly lit room, her face looked so fair that there was no trace of blemish. At this moment, Bruce suddenly understood why all the female stars in the entertainment circle had a face that had to be insured.Because beautiful things are always attractive.

At least at this moment, he didn't want to take his eyes off her so quickly.

After dawdling for a few more minutes, Qinghe finally put away her things. She held the medicine box and said, "Then I'll go first?"

It wasn't until after walking out of Bruce's bedroom for a while that Qinghe's wandering thoughts slowly stabilized.

In order not to focus on such things anymore, Qinghe decided to do something.

But it wasn't until then that she realized that after coming here, life seemed more boring than she had imagined.

Bruce Wayne's upside-down day and night routine made her feel strange and mixed with an inexplicable concern: he didn't know what he was doing at night, and he went out to fool around during the day except to catch up on sleep.

Like this...wouldn't this really cause kidney deficiency?

Qinghe didn't dare to ask, so he could only think silently in his heart.

But she also found a new place to pass the time, and that was the study room—Bruce's study room was quite large, with bookshelves embedded directly into the wall, full of books, and it seemed like he had everything.

This is actually the third time she has stepped into the study today because she was too bored.

Qing He glanced around, but did not find the type of book she particularly wanted to read.The girl sighed silently, and suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

Since the kind of book she wants is not here, she can choose to buy it online!The kind delivered to your door.Qinghe picks and chooses, and finally places an order.

Hehe, don't waste each other's time if it's not filthy information in this era.

Kidding.

Literature, economics and management, or other types of books are good-looking, but after reading them for a long time, you will want to change your taste.

Just like now-

Qinghe just wanted to watch some kind of romance story about love to death.It is best to have the coexistence of inner feelings and passions, so that it is a good way to pass the time.

So she also chose comics, so that she doesn't have to read so many words.

but……

After Qing He finished placing the order with a happy face, he suddenly thought of a question, and this question was very inappropriate.

I don't know which unlucky person in this world was chosen to be her "suitor"?

It can't be Bruce Wayne who is taking her in now——

Qinghe widened his eyes.

In any case, the idea was simply too frightening!

Qinghe couldn't imagine it.

Forget it.She put the matter behind her for now, because she already had a new plan.Stay here for a while for now before leaving Gotham.

She obviously doesn't want to continue to live according to the ideas of the world consciousness.Whoever that hapless guy was, when she met him, she wouldn't mind wrapping herself head to toe in black robes like those Middle Eastern women.

The courier came much sooner than she expected, and it was brought to her by the manservant in charge of the gardening of the manor last night.

"Do you need me to open it for you?" the young manservant asked kindly.

"No, no, no——" Qinghe's denial was always the fastest, and she looked around to see if there was Alfred while she was speaking.

It is said that Bruce's old housekeeper was a soldier when he was young. Although he looks very kind now, but... But if he meets him and he asks about the express delivery, she will not be able to answer it very well.

After bidding farewell to the male servant, Qinghe walked back to the study, sat down and began to observe.

Just saw the wonderful place, but heard a burst of untimely footsteps near her.

Feeling guilty for a while, Qinghe closed the manga subconsciously.

It's so strange, they are obviously in the villa now, including Bruce, Alfred seems to have gone out.Logically speaking, I should be very relaxed about what I should do now, but I didn't expect... to be a little inexplicably nervous.

She won't admit it's the comic's fault.

—It must be Bruce.

Thinking of this, she quickly stood up, trying to hide the manga first.

After all, the man will surely find out that the manga is not his property.

"You were here." Bruce's voice finally rang in her ears again.

Qinghe was so startled that she shivered a little bit, after all, she had just stuffed the manga into the place closest to his workbench!It's on the shelf next to the workbench, tucked away at the very back, blocked by other books.

"Huh?" Qinghe's tone sounded like a kitten's cry to Bruce, which was obviously meaningless, but it made people anxious for no reason.

"What's the matter?" The girl turned around, the expression on her face looked innocent.

The author has something to say: I'm fine.