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

Dick was staying at Ryan's at night, completely forgetting that he had told Damian and Jason to wait for him in his apartment.

But Damian and Jason didn't intend to go to Dick's apartment to listen to his lecture.

Last night, Dick pried a bicycle parked on the side of the road and drove Ryan all the way back to Ryan's house in the suburbs.

Thanks to the gravel parkway in suburban Broughhaven, Ryan had to put his hand on Dick's waist to keep from falling.

Lai'an's house is very big, and only Lai'an lives in the third-floor villa. He is not very popular, but the furniture is very complete, which makes people feel lonely for no reason.

Ryan, who was the only owner of the house, invited Dick to stay very naturally, and it started raining halfway back from them.

Dick hadn't forgotten that he was still in Nightwing, and he had to walk from building to building in the rain to get back to his tiny, messy apartment with rumpled shirts everywhere.

Dick glanced at Ryan's tidy and comfortable room, and fell silent.

He resisted the idea of ​​staying and reluctantly rejected Ryan's invitation.

Leon nodded. He kept stroking Tyrion's head with his hands. When Dick turned around, he suddenly said in a smiling voice, "Huh? Nightwing?"

!!!

Dick turned his head violently, staggered and almost fell, he weakly supported the edge of the sofa, and asked cautiously in a weak tone: "Sir, what did you just say?"

The exclamation point exploded in Dick's heart, relying on Ryan not being able to see, he directly swayed in front of Ryan in Yewing's costume, but he has always been very careful about his words and deeds, how did Ryan find out.

"Bluhaven's masked vigilante, he is a very powerful hero." Ryan said meaningfully.

"...Well." Dick replied weakly, it was quite exciting to hear his chief praise himself on the other side.

Ryan raised his lower lip noncommittally. He could hear that Dick didn't want to communicate too much in this regard, so he changed the subject intimately.

"It's raining heavily outside, and it's easy to fall down on the road. You can stay here for one night. I'll ask the housekeeper to bring you a change of clothes tomorrow morning."

"Or I can ask the housekeeper to come over and drive you back, which is better than going home in the rain."

As Ryan said, after the rain, the dry moss on the building will become wet again, and Dick will fall very easily when climbing over the building. He remembers that he slipped and fell from upstairs once and twisted his waist.

So after struggling for a while, Dick chose to stay.

Perhaps because of what happened just now, neither of them felt sleepy. They discussed what to do tonight. Coincidentally, Dick's favorite team happened to be playing in a while, so the two decided to watch a football game.

Dick followed Ryan's lead and got two or three cans of beer from the refrigerator, then put the buttered corn in the pot.

Ryan took the time to take a shower while popping popcorn. Ryan was very familiar with the environment at home. He didn't need to lead the dog or stick a blind stick. He just needed to hold on to the safety rail on the wall Access to the bathroom.

After watching Ryan close the bathroom door and make the sound of water running, Dick finally couldn't maintain the expression on his face, he restrained his smile and turned into a distressed expression.

He reached out and grabbed his soft black hair, jumping up and down in the living room frantically.

Tyrion, who was lying in the kennel, straightened his body because of Dick's movements. He tilted his hair and whimpered in a low voice. There was great confusion in his small eyes. You can't expect a dog to understand Dick's movements and the situation at the moment. torment.

Dick walked over and patted Tyrion on the head. Tyrion was a smart little dog, and he knew Dick was Ryan's friend.

So after Dick calmed it down, Tyrion went back to the kennel and continued to rest.

With Tyrion's interruption, Dick was too embarrassed to continue hopping around Ryan's house like a child with adolescent agitation.

Dick let out a deflated sigh as he sat on the couch.

His chief definitely knew Dick Grayson's secret identity, and Dick didn't think his words would convince Ryan, never.

Ryan is very sharp, and Dick has always known that he can capture some things that ordinary people cannot capture through details. If Ryan is not blind, he will be very good, and his excellence is not weaker than any of their Robins.

But God cruelly deprived him of his eyes, because he couldn't tolerate that the perfect thing was not his angel of creation, so he wanted to make Lean incomplete, but Lean was still beautiful, which came from the strong and incomplete beauty.

Dick refused to admit his identity as Night Wing to Ryan, and Ryan gently changed the subject, his words were just worried about whether Dick would fall when he went back in the rain.

Ryan Brea, very gentle.

He could have vented his suppressed emotions and unwillingness to the surroundings.

Ryan knew that his venting emotions would not do him any good, but would only cause damage to the surroundings. He was so gentle and forbearing, so Dick felt pity for him even more.

Dick stretched out his slender fingers, covered his entire face from bottom to top, and inserted them into the hair.

The exposed ears that were not covered by the hair were red.

He felt the beating of his heart like thunder, it was like a small deer bumping against his chest, trying to break through the ribs and the layer of flesh of the chest, smashing the glass door of the bathroom, gently using the antlers in Ryan's surprised expression Bump Ryan.

Let Ryan know Dick Grayson's heart.

Dick thought he must have fallen.

And it is absolutely different from before, his feeling for Ryan is different from all previous lovers.

Dick is a master of love, this does not mean that he is promiscuous, on the contrary, he is very dedicated and enthusiastic, easy to get along with and caring everywhere, as well as his handsome face, he has had several ex-girlfriends.

He's used to falling in love, being dumped, saddened, and then starting a new one soon.

Jason, his little wing had hit the nail on the head, had told Dick that repeating the process over and over was not a good habit, it was just short-lived mental gratification.

Dick naturally knew it, so he hesitated whether to start this relationship with Ryan.

Ryan is different from previous lovers, he is more fragile and stronger, more importantly, Dick doesn't know if he can protect Ryan well, because too many people want to hurt Ryan, if Ryan gets hurt, Dick couldn't bear it at all, all because he failed to protect Ryan.

Even now, when Dick thought of Ryan getting hurt, his heart hurt.

There was a hum from the oven, and Dick shook his head, getting the overflowing emotions out of his head, and walked to the oven.

When Ryan came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, the living room was ready for a ball game night.

In a dim environment, the projection screen of the ball game is playing, food such as potato chips, cola, popcorn and fried chicken are placed on the table, two soft blankets and a few pillows are placed on the sofa, oh, it looks like dick I have already found these things that even Ryan doesn't know where to put them without a teacher.

Dick was sitting on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. He was staring at the screen with all his attention. His eyes reflected the dancing images on the screen. It could be seen that Dick really liked the game.

Ryan lowered his breath, tapped his blind stick lightly, walked to Dick and sat down.

Dick finally came back to his senses from the water vapor blowing against his face and the strong scent of flowers. He shook violently, completely oblivious to when Ryan came to him.

Dick was indeed watching the game very seriously, but that didn't mean he would let his guard down. People like them who were in combat rarely let their guard down.

Except in places where Dick felt absolutely safe, like Wayne Manor, not even his apartment, Dick couldn't relax completely.

But here, Dick felt more relaxed than ever, and he didn't even hear Ryan open the bathroom door and walk over to him to sit down.

Is it because Ryan has a strong ability to conceal his breath?No, it's not, Ryan didn't hide his breath, not even his steps.

So there is only one possibility, he fully accepts Ryan's breath, and ranks him as safe and trustworthy.

Dick has completely surrendered his trust to Ryan.

Dick was taken aback by this realization.

What's worse, Ryan was sitting next to him, and he could smell the scent of Ryan's body. Even though Dick knew it was the smell of shower gel, the hazy floral fragrance still made Dick's heart beat.

Although the scent of flowers is very feminine, it doesn't make people think that he is a girl when it appears on Ryan, on the contrary, it suits him unexpectedly.

Dick thought so.

Dick maintained a barely calm expression, and stuffed popcorn and Coke into Ryan's arms to hide his guilt. He didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Ryan.

"Look at the game, now is the exciting time." After finishing speaking, Dick remembered that Ryan couldn't see the game, so he muttered, "Huh? Listen to the game?"

Ryan let out a chuckle at Dick's words, without any malice.

Dick scratched his hair shyly and stopped talking, just focusing on the game, at least on the surface.

Ryan half-heartedly listened to the commentary explaining the game excitedly. The weight next to him was light and heavy. He knew that Dick was immersed in the game, and then Ryan said: "This is the match between the Irish and the Flying Dutch team. ?”

Ryan's real purpose is not just to watch the game with Dick.

Dikla regained his composure, turned his head, his blue eyes sparkled, and he happily replied: "Oh! You know them? I dare say they are the two best teams, but I have to say Holland is better than Ireland, don't you think?"

Dick's voice snapped.

Ryan was reclining on the sofa, his soft, soaked black hair pressed against his cheeks, his expression was lazy, his eyes were half covered by his slender eyelashes, he was obviously not concentrating on the game, the coke and popcorn were all eaten He put it aside.

Ryan's gorgeous red lips opened and closed to express words. "Officer Grayson, I have to take the opposite attitude from you. I prefer the Irish team. Their background is very stable, like a snake, strangling the enemy without rushing..."

The neckline of his bathrobe was open, revealing a large piece of milky white skin, one of his hands rested casually on the sofa, and his knuckles tapped on the back of the sofa.

The slender and well-proportioned legs overlapped and stretched upwards, and the most important part was covered by the bathrobe, which was slightly red.

Like a big lazy, careless cat, all spread out in front of Dick, trusting Dick.Most importantly, this big cat exudes a seductive, strong floral fragrance, which is even more attractive.