[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

Jason looked down at Ryan again. Ryan lay peacefully under him, shoulders and legs shrunk, and he stared at Jason with a pale face.

Jason's fierce action just now reminded him of the man who tried to cut off his other leg in the West End apartment not long ago.

Jason's figure gradually overlapped with that of the man's. Almost in an instant, his nervous system began to be paralyzed, and his whole body was cold and he couldn't help shivering.

Jason looked at the man below him staring at him with pursed lips, trembling all over, and his heart softened all of a sudden. The anger rising up in his lower body hadn't dissipated yet, but his brain returned to calm first.

He got up from Ryan in silence and annoyed, he supported Ryan's waist and hugged him in his arms, and patted Ryan's back lightly to comfort him.

Until Ryan stopped shaking all over.

Jason sighed softly and apologized to Ryan: "Sorry."

Ryan was more fragile than he thought, why did Jason's desire pay the price for this delicate flower?

What he wants to do to Ryan may also be an atrocity to Ryan, so what is the difference between him and the owl who hurt and tried to control Ryan.

Jason would never be that, he would never be someone he hated.

"Sorry." However, Ryan's apology and Jason's apology spit out almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Jason hadn't spoken yet, Ryan was terrified of Jason's twitching because of his personality just now, so Jason didn't dare to touch him, it's not like he didn't see what Jason wanted to do.

So Ryan quickly said softly: "I'm just a little nervous. Every time I get nervous, I can't control it. I know you won't hurt me, so—"

"Please do whatever you want."

Jason looked at Ryan with complicated eyes, Ryan's eyes were pure and trusting, he had no idea what Jason wanted to do to him.

Jason had to admit that his heart pounded when he heard the last part of Ryan's sentence, and he was heartened by it.

Jason didn't know what to say, his brain quickly calmed down, it was telling himself that Ryan didn't know what he wanted to do.

Ryan just believed that he would not harm him, and this unconditional trust in Jason made Jason even more psychologically burdened.

Jason enjoyed this trust, even felt happy, but he shouldn't use Ryan's trust in him to do something that Ryan might not like.

So Jason stood up and pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing, I have to go to the bathroom."

Hearing this, Ryan immediately understood.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the fallen hair covered half of his face. He didn't stop Jason from walking towards the bathroom.

The moment Jason opened the bathroom door, he heard a young man's soft, trembling, nervous and uncertain voice behind him.

Just those words made Jason forget all his movements, his blood spurted, his thinking became dull, and his reason roared to make him turn around and come back to Ryan.

He was talking, Ryan was talking.

"The doctor said to avoid a second injury to the right leg. Also...I'm afraid of pain, you have to be gentle."

The toe of Jason's shoe turned around on the floor to help him turn his head quickly. He walked to Ryan's side in two steps, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully observed Ryan's expression at the moment.

Ryan still lowered his head slightly, his ears were red, and his exposed cheeks were also red. His rosy and full lips were pursed, and then opened slightly, as if he had something to say, and the white tooth surface was faintly visible.

Seeing that Jason didn't make any moves, Ryan finally couldn't help raising his head. His fair face was already flushed, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his peach petal-like eyes were slightly narrowed because of nervousness, and his face was full of embarrassment and anxiety. And the looming anticipation of what's to come next.

Only resistance and fear are not seen.

Jason just hesitated for a while, and he laughed softly.

Yes, what is he worried about.

Jason hugged Ryan and walked into the room. He walked so quickly that he could only hook the door with his feet.

Although Jason fastened the laptop, the laptop was not turned off, so the microphone was always connected.

At this moment, Tim and Damian, who were far away in the Batcave of Wayne Manor, completely listened to the conversation between Jason and Ryan just now.

Both of them had red glows on their faces, come on, anyone would blush after hearing such exciting words that make people blood spurt?

Damn Todd and his little lover really have nothing to hide.

In the room, Ryan was put on the bed by Jason, and he immediately covered his face with his hands, showing his embarrassment about what would happen next.

Jason knelt on the bed, his weight made the soft mattress sink a little, he said hoarsely: "Have you really decided?"

Ryan covered his face with his fingers slightly open, a pair of bright honey-colored eyes looked at Jason through the fingers, and found that Jason was also looking at him, and immediately closed the fingers again.

"Hmm." The voice came from under Ryan's palm, and it sounded a bit muffled.

Jason gently grabbed Ryan's right leg, which was so pale that it was almost transparent, and which had shrunk a lot compared to the left leg due to lack of exercise.

Jason was doing this while observing Ryan's expression. Sure enough, as soon as he touched Ryan's right leg, Ryan's body, which had just finally relaxed a little, immediately tensed up.

Jason could see that Ryan really wanted to pull that leg back out of trust in Jason, so he didn't do anything.

Jason gently kissed Ryan's calf, and then worked his way up to his knee.

"Don't be like this..." Although he lost control of his right calf, it doesn't mean that he lost all feeling in his right calf. The slight itchy feeling brought by Jason's kiss on his leg was like It is a single spark, and wherever it goes, a red flame will be set ablaze.

Jason took off Ryan's baggy pants.

Next is the indescribable scene below Jinjiang's neck. In order to prevent the author from going into a small dark room to change the text, readers are advised to make up their own brains. Thank you for your cooperation.

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After finishing, Jason first carried Ryan to the bathroom to take a shower, and during the bath, Ryan fell asleep sleepily. It was the first time for Jason to watch Ryan do such a thing, and his health was not in good shape. , so I suppressed my own desires and only did it once.

As a result, watching Ryan pass out in the bathroom, Jason couldn't hold back holding Ryan's leg to vent his anger once more. Halfway through, Ryan fell into a drowsy sleep and kept moaning, making Jason hard to listen to again.

Jason could only hold back his desire, first washed Ryan and carried him out, and then vented himself in the bathroom.

When Jason came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he found that Ryan had woken up, and Ryan was sitting on the sofa. He was wrapped in a towel, a small ball, just from Jason holding him over and laying down. The pose becomes seated.

Looking over from Jason's line of sight, he could just see Ryan looking at the notebook on the ground in a daze. Jason's heart skipped a beat, always thinking that Ryan would pick up the notebook next second and turn on the computer to finish the work he hadn't finished before.

He didn't want a little workaholic lover-cum-employer, and the thought that Ryan might be like Drake, craving his computer 24 hours a day, would drive him crazy.

In order to prevent that possibility, Jason went to the sofa and silently picked up Ryan, and carried Ryan into the room.

Ryan naturally didn't know Jason's little thoughts. He sniffed the smell of soap around Jason's neck, arched his head and lay in Jason's arms with peace of mind like a small animal.

"By the way, Jason, do you have any dreams?"

Jason gave Ryan a blank look, wondering what the pretty little brain in front of him was thinking.

dream?Jason couldn't help but grinned. He was still wandering when he was a child. He hoped that one day a couple would come out and hug him and say they finally found him. Later, he wanted Batman to be proud of him, and then hoped that Batman could kill him for him. the clown.

In fact, none of the dreams he had ever imagined could be realized.

Jason has grown up, and he is no longer the child who would be immersed in false fantasies.

Jason glanced at Ryan, who was waiting for Jason's answer with burning eyes.

"Eh? Probably world peace?" Jason said casually.

Ryan shook his head: "This one is too difficult, change it."

Jason looked at Ryan amusedly: "Are you still going to help me realize my wish?"

Ryan blinked, but said nothing.

"Okay, a small goal, peace in Gotham."

Ryan didn't continue talking, but remembered Jason's thoughts.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Jason was drying his hair. In order to prevent Ryan from getting too bored, Jason turned on the TV.

The TV is broadcasting what happened in Gotham City tonight. Killer Crocodile escaped from Arkham Asylum today and fled into Gotham's intricate world of underground pipelines.

The Scarecrow kidnapped many passers-by in a large shopping mall for experiments. The GCPD has already evacuated the crowd and blocked all exits.

Ryan watched the reporter's live broadcast on the screen. The captain of the police force did not command the team members to attack or infiltrate. He just set up a police force outside, so that anyone inside could be caught as soon as they came out.

Seeing the police yelling into the shopping mall with a loudspeaker and not coming out, Ryan frowned and said, "Isn't the scarecrow doing human experiments inside? Those innocent people are being hurt now, why don't the police go in?"

Jason lifted his eyelids and looked at the screen. "They're waiting for Batman."

When Jason's voice fell, the reporter also gave a close-up of the silhouette of the bat light projected in the sky.

"But, shouldn't it be the responsibility of the police to catch criminals and save the people?" Ryan asked puzzled. It has nothing to do with whether he has lived in Yongyuan for a while. This is common sense, okay?

Maybe it was from Ryan's expression that he could see what Ryan was thinking. While combing the hair on the top of Ryan's head, Jason explained to Ryan: "The situation in Gotham is different from the outside."

Jason searched his mind for non-dirty words to describe the police in Gotham, but unfortunately, there was none.

"Because GCPD is a group of idiots who eat from the government, the most they do every day is to help rich people catch thieves and find lost pets."

"It's just firing at your own people."

"They waited for Batman to get them out of trouble every time, and on the other hand, they felt that Batman was not a good thing, so they planned to deal with him." Jason couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Although Batman is indeed not a good thing, it's these critters who are indistinguishable from hyenas that are really annoying." Jason's words made no secret of his distaste for raps.

Ryan nodded: "Where is the bat light?"

Jason: "On the roof of the GCPD. Every time the Bat lights come on, it's like telling Batman that Gotham has something that the GCPD can't handle."

"Then Batman will fly to the roof of the GCPD to meet the guy who turned on the Batlight, and help the cops sort things out and wipe their asses."

"Oh, I see. The Bat Light exists to appease those who are hurting, and their heroes are coming." Ryan nodded thoughtfully.

Regarding Ryan's understanding, Jason paused and said nothing.

Ryan suddenly said again: "I think Red Hood should also have his own lamp."

Jason was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Ryan's serious expression, and couldn't help rubbing Ryan's head: "I'm not Batman, what kind of bat lamp do I want?"

Ryan pursed his lips and smiled, his smile looked young and shy: "Who said you weren't?"

Seeing the longing in Ryan's eyes, Jason stopped talking about this topic.

"The man who showed up at my house that day and saved me from the court of owls is a hero to me."

"Batman is Gotham's hero, but you are mine."