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

Clark didn't even have time to change the clothes representing the god on earth, he flew a circle at high altitude to get rid of all the humans who tried to catch him.

Flying fast didn't make Clark suppress his excitement.

Clark searched for the rhythmic heartbeats that belonged to Ryan and humans, and flew towards Ryan.

He had a lot to ask Ryan, such as why did he appear downstairs in the office building?Why are you wearing his clothes?What are you doing these days?

Clark was a little annoyed. These questions were cumbersome and boring. Forgive him for not being able to think of anything but these. Maybe Ryan would think he was boring, and most people thought so.

They think that Superman is an unattainable and high god, so his taciturnity is only a representative of his unattainability.

As Clark Kent, his character is quite boring, the most common type without any characteristics.

Does Ryan think so too?

Clark knew that Ryan had been to many places in the past few days, and Michael was learning human habits in human life. He must have met all kinds of people, and those people must be more interesting than Clark.

The unconfidence that sprang up from the bottom of his heart extinguished some of Clark's excitement.

You should act more confident.

The things Diana had said to him hadn't worked, they hadn't worked—

Although Clark still wears Superman's clothes, at this moment he is the small town boy from the country.

Compared with self-confidence, he wanted to get away with it.

But the archangel standing below has already seen him, so running away is not advisable.

The archangel stood in a dark alley corner, under the flickering neon lights, the hood fell off at some point, the static blond hair was a little messy, and the beautiful face that stood out was a little more popular under the light.

Clark's figure was clearly imprinted in the pure golden eyes.

It seems that you can get closer to him.

Clark's Adam's apple rolled, and he landed in front of Ryan.

"Hi Michael."

"Clark."

Clark's slightly mild tone and Ryan's cold tone played together, mixing into a strange voice.

Clark froze for a moment, and he smiled. "You speak first."

Ryan stared at Clark, there was no emotion in those clear eyes, he took a step forward, getting closer to Clark, followed by another step, every time Ryan took a step, Clark's heart beat more one time.

Soon there was only one step between them.

It seems too close. At this distance, Clark can already smell the strong floral fragrance of roses on Ryan's body and... the light fragrance of laundry detergent on his clothes.

The light fragrance mixed with the floral fragrance of roses became even more intoxicating, like some kind of luxurious fragrance that always appeared on those dignitaries.

He had never discovered before that the combination of the bad chemical fragrance of laundry detergent, which always made his nose sting, could be so charming when combined with the rich scent of flowers.

or?Just because this piece of clothing that belongs to him is being worn by Ryan?Clark didn't know.

To be honest, from this distance, Clark could clearly see Ryan's smooth and delicate skin, well-defined eyelashes, slightly squinted eyes, the dark red mole under his left eye, and his Adam's apple that fluttered due to breathing.

All the details are clearly shown in Clark's eyes, which is enough.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief, and held his breath for the next second, his blue, beautiful eyes that looked like clear sky even in the dark night shrank and trembled.

Ryan took another step.

Ryan pressed Clark's shoulders, and easily pushed Clark to the wall. It was the first time that Clark felt the power that was blessed by the angel, a force that made it impossible to resist, or Clark didn't want to resist at all.

Hitting his back against an uneven wall wouldn't hurt Clark, who had a body of steel, but it would make him uncomfortable.

At this moment, Clark has no time to worry about the pain in his back.

He widened his eyes. He and Ryan were touching each other through a layer of fabric. The cotton sweater couldn't stop Clark from touching Ryan. He could even feel Ryan's delicate skin——

This is due to the super perception of Kryptonians.

The slightly cool tip of the archangel's nose rubbed against Clark's, and the long and soft eyelashes of the archangel tickled his cheeks, and the more intense rose fragrance filled his nose, which was not stuffy but rather intoxicating.

The full and cold lips were pressed against his warm and dry lips, and the force of the collision caused the lips to deform slightly, that's all.

Clark stared at Ryan in shock.

There was an indescribable expression on the pure, handsome and unblemished face of the archangel. His brows were slightly frowned, and the pure eyes were covered by the eyelids. There was only a golden arc, and the eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ryan was still pressing his shoulder with one hand, and the slender fingers were holding Clark's shoulder tightly. The strength was not heavy, but Clark could feel the tension and anxiety from the archangel.

Ryan stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently traced the shape of Clark's lips without any further action.

What kind of expression is that?

is pious.

Yes, godly.Clark finally knew how to describe Ryan's expression. Ryan's expression was like a believer worshiping the gods, so sincere and careful.

After a while, Ryan let go of Clark's lips, and he opened his eyes. The golden pupils that were always transparent like glass were now glistening with water. scene.

He quickly cleared up the flash of confusion in his eyes, cleared up the devout expression on his face, and turned into that deserted archangel Michael again, except for the redness at the end of his eyes that hadn't faded.

Ryan slowly loosened Clark's grip.

Ryan glanced at Clark, he wiped his slightly moist lips with the back of his hand, and stepped back without saying a word.

At this time, a warm big hand with callouses grasped Ryan's thin wrist with an undeniable force and brought him into his arms. He pressed Ryan's hand against the wall and tentatively used that Calloused fingers hooked Laian's fingers.

Clark held Ryan's waist with one hand, turned his posture and pressed him against the wall, and at the same time protected Ryan's back with his hands to prevent Ryan from hitting the uneven wall directly.

Clark's tall body almost covered Ryan, his handsome face was full of seriousness, and Clark kissed him again in this posture.

Ryan narrowed his eyes, and the innocent country boy in front of him closed his eyes and kissed him, oh, it was his first time.

Ryan couldn't hold back a chuckle, and Clark took advantage of this opportunity to pry his tongue away from Ryan's slightly pursed lips, squeeze it into his mouth, sweep the clean teeth, and lick the roof of his mouth.

Licking the mouth wall behind the tiger teeth, Clark felt Ryan tremble, and the fluctuation of divine power suddenly increased. Clark opened his eyes in anticipation of something, and he quickly grabbed Ryan.

Sure enough, huge white wings suddenly shot out from behind Leian, and the sky was scattered with white and soft feathers.

In this dark corner where no one was watching, the white wings bent forward to wrap Clark, and three pairs of huge wings completely covered the two of them.

At the same time, the system's notification sound dinged, and the sudden rapid increase of the energy bar made Ryan finally relax, which at least proved that his temptation to Clark today was correct.

He has regained the knack of ability progression.

The gentle divine power was like warm hot water. Clark soaked in it and couldn't help relaxing. He closed his eyes and kissed Ryan.

After a while, Clark let go of Ryan.

He looked at Ryan with some embarrassment, his Adam's apple rolled and swallowed the blood froth in his mouth, and there was a little bit of blood oozing from the tip of his tongue, which was bitten by Ryan.

It should be thankful that this archangel was so weak from the kiss, otherwise, this sip of the archangel, which was neither light nor heavy, would have made the gods of the world hurt for a long time.

The kiss just now was a little too long.

Clark is like the lost man walking in the desert. The fatigue and urgent desire to survive for several days made him ask for water unrestrainedly when he saw a source of water.

During this period, Ryan tried to push him away, but Clark was immersed in kissing Ryan, and he asked for it clumsily without a teacher.

Not only did he not let go of Ryan, but he also suppressed Ryan's resistance.

This also caused the anxious archangel to bite him.

Clark apologized to Ryan in a low voice, then took a step back, and he looked up at Ryan.

Datian covered his lips with the back of his hand, his golden hair fell on his forehead, his brows were furrowed, and he stared fiercely at Clark with those golden eyes that people would subconsciously avoid.

It's just that after the golden eyes are covered with a layer of water mist, those golden eyes are no longer lethal, but look like Wang Chunquan.

There was a blush on Ryan's face, even though that face tried his best to maintain a 'calmness', it could still be seen that what happened just now had a great impact on Ryan.

His wings drooped limply behind him, looking no longer alive.

Ryan pointed to his slightly red and swollen lips, and looked at Clark complainingly, his voice was low and nasal. "You have too much strength."

After finishing speaking, Ryan lowered his head and took care of the soft wings of the haircut, and took them back.

Ryan didn't see Clark in front of him darken his eyes because of his words, and Clark coughed lightly.

Well, he does seem to be a bit too much.

Clark couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and let go of his hanging heart. At least Ryan didn't resist, right?

In the next second, his heart clenched again.

He shouldn't be messing with Michael.

The Justice League rarely intervenes in the war between heaven and hell.

If Clark had a connection with either the angel or the demon, it would likely make the other party think that the Justice League was on the side of heaven, which could easily lead to war.

This is what Diana and Bruce told him more than once——

They always thought that Clark would mess with this favorite of God.

In fact, their conjecture was indeed correct.

Clark originally thought that he would never have any interaction with this archangel again, but in reality it was this archangel who found him, not to mention the unexpected kiss just now.

More importantly, does Michael really understand what he is doing?But Clark knew what he was doing, and he did it anyway.

What he did would disappoint Diana and Bruce.

Clark sorted out his thoughts in his heart, and he made up his mind to explain all this to Michael, to break up the relationship between them, or to end it all.

Then when Clark looked up, Ryan still had the arrogant and alienated expression, but when their eyes met, he read a smile and a little shy expectation from those golden eyes that were not human.

Michael is learning to be human, he is learning to 'love'.

So Clark's eyes flashed, he made his own decision, and he reached out to Ryan.

"Want to have a drink with me?"