[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

The five passed through the passage opened by the anti-matter anti-locator. Batman's limbs were weak. He supported the arm that Superman stretched out. Even Batman couldn't help but glared at Iron Man.

The feeling of traveling through the single-dimensional channel of space and time with the help of the antimatter cannon is completely different from that of passing through the antimatter channel with reverse and accurate positioning.

"It's Friday, I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne," Iron Man suppressed retching and could not speak, and his smart butler acted as his tongue and complained: "If it was sir, I think sir would want to say 'we Time travels through time, my lord, please bear with me, I am only at this level!'”

Tony in the armor clenched his teeth, he couldn't even nod his head.

Batman understands why Tony has been wearing armor all the time. Only by wearing his steel suit can he effectively reduce the feeling of being in a large drum washing machine.

And Tony, he was surrounded by armor, and his hands were hanging down. After saying a few words, his stomach discomfort became more and more serious. He was breathing heavily, and the oxygen concentration in the armor increased, and the increased oxygen supply made him His breathing stabilized, and Friday monitored his boss's body, ready to open his mask at any time, lest his husband spit in the armor.

That picture is too scary-you must know that the visor looks wide because the virtual screen is loaded, and the distance between the visor and the face is not even half a centimeter.

T'Challa only felt that his eyes were blurry, his stomach was churning, his feet on the ground softened, and he fell to the floor. , after ten bungee jumps, the feeling after the foot hits the ground.

Queen Ramanda quickly put the plastic bag in her hand to her son's mouth. Sure enough, T'Challa spat it out with a "wow", and Su Rui vomited into the plastic bag that King T'Challa handed over. She stared at her brother vigilantly with dazed eyes, and was relieved to see that her brother hadn't soiled her favorite laboratory.

Little Heipi Minnie managed to slow down, opened her arms to hug her father, and rubbed her head.

In her life, she never wanted to experience the feeling of being swung around twenty times by the Hulk. Su Rui came back to her senses and looked in the direction of Superman and Batman. Her sight was unobstructed. She could clearly see Batman with one hand. Supporting Superman's arm, leaning slightly, borrowing strength from Superman's upright body.

Superman felt Su Rui's gaze, he raised his head, tilted his head slightly, and smiled.

Queen Ramanda watched her daughter's little face turn red all of a sudden, T'Challa saw her mother's puzzled face, and then followed Queen Ramanda's eyes to look in Su Rui's direction, as Su Rui's My brother, who was forced to read the heirs of Wakanda with many colleagues, T'Challa understood Su Rui's expression in an instant——

Hey, it's knocked, it's so sweet!

T'Challa just raised his head and glanced at his sister, but his neck moved, and the vomiting he suppressed felt uncontrollable——

Batman was of course the first to slow down. Batman let go of Superman's hand. He looked at the guards standing around in the laboratory and said politely, "Your Majesty King T'Chaka, Lamanda Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but I don't know if we can prepare a few rooms for us, I want to take a rest."

"Of course, of course, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just wait a moment," Queen Lamanda stood up immediately, she disposed of the filth spit out by her son in her hand, washed her hands in the bathroom next to the laboratory, and then walked back to the experiment room, at this time Shu Rui and Techara were already sitting in wheelchairs, and the two members of the Wakanda royal family had only one thought in their minds——

Killing them will not travel through time and space.

Queen Lamanda nodded towards her husband, and saw Batman and Superman, who seemed to have recovered, walking side by side, and Iron Man took a step—it was the armor leading him, not the armor following him On that day, Queen Ramanda personally sent the three of them to the residence of the guests of the palace, and the palace guards waiting here opened three guest bedrooms for them.

Iron Man said thanks—or maybe it was what Friday said. He floated into the room with cotton-like steps. Superman glanced into the room. His eyes could pass through the walls of the room. He watched Bruce walk in. Inside the room, then turned to look at Queen Ramanda, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen."

Queen Ramanda, the wife of the ruler of Wakanda, could no longer maintain her reservedness as a member of the royal family. She opened her arms and hugged Superman tightly. Tears welled up. She hugged Superman tightly and was speechless for a long time Come on, Superman opened his hands weakly, and finally touched the mother's back lightly.

Queen Lamanda smiled and said, her tone was sincere and sincere: "Thank you for saving my son," Queen Lamanda slowed down, she took a step back while wiping her tears, and she said, "The Justice League will be wa Kanda forever friend, I promise you, Superman," Queen Ramanda made a promise to the Justice League chairman, she said: "I, as the first judge of Wakanda, Superman, I promise you, I will give Those three criminals who hurt your lover should be punished."

"You..." Superman was a little dazed: "You can see it."

"The way you look at Batman is like looking at the most expensive treasure in the world." Lamanda patted Superman's arm, and she said, "I wish you happiness."

"Thank you," Clark said.

"Have a good rest, my hero," Lamanda said: "Tomorrow, the royal family will prepare a small dinner for you. Our family of four will entertain you well. Of course, the vibration gold sales given by Batman We feel that some terms of the contract are unreasonable, and we need to discuss them carefully at the banquet."

Queen Ramanda winked playfully and hintingly, and said, "It will definitely satisfy you."

Superman suppressed his curiosity and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you."

……

Clark opened his eyes, and a ray of sunlight came in through the curtains that left a little gap last night. Clark lay on the bed, and he turned his head sideways to look at his partner beside him.Bruce lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed, and Clark rubbed his face against the pillow. He looked at Bruce's fluttering eyelashes. He leaned closer to the man, and touched Bruce's jaw with his hand under the quilt.

Bruce's eyelids quivered.

Clark moved a little closer, breathing on the man's face. He looked at the slightly haggard stubble on the man's face, and let out a low laugh, "Stop pretending?" Clark moved a little closer , with his face pressed against the edge of the pillow.

Bruce opened his eyes, and the brightness of the bright sun made him squint. After his eyes got used to it, he saw the bright blue eyes of his boyfriend. Bruce made a nasal sound. Bruce looked at the boyfriend whose face was pressed against the edge of the pillow. He leaned in a little, and pressed a kiss on those lips that always fascinated him.

Clark puts his arms around Bruce's neck, deepening the kiss.

Indulging in it, Bruce said vaguely, with exhaustion in his words, camping in the wilderness of the Jurassic period for five full days was not a comfortable experience, he murmured: "Please, Clark, let go Come on, I'm still sore."

Clark felt the instinctive reaction of his boyfriend, he moved back in dissatisfaction, lifted the quilt with a "wow", and destroyed all the supplies beside the bed that were used last night, and then Clark rushed into the bathroom, After washing up, I flew to the North Pole, buried myself in the snow for a full 10 to [-] minutes, and then came back feeling cold.

In the bathroom, Master Bruce, who had meditated for a while and took a cold shower, was standing by the marble washbasin, shaving foam on his face. Clark landed at the Wakanda palace to entertain the distinguished guests. On the balcony of the guest room, he changed into loose clothes with a white vest and floral pants, and wore a watch on his hand, and sat on the wicker chair on the balcony.

I was very aggrieved.

As an excellent social animal, I took the annual leave once a year. At the beginning of the annual leave, I was attacked and experienced the heart-wrenching pain similar to losing my lover. I finally found my boyfriend and hugged him. fell asleep--

Waking up to be brutally rejected!

Refused!

I was so distraught that I refused!

Standing by the sink in the bathroom, Bruce glanced at the back of his boyfriend Xiao Suo, and couldn't help laughing, Bruce saw the big man turn his head suddenly, and gave him a hard look!Bruce propped his hands on the marble countertop, lowered his head, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.

Superman, who was shrouded in extreme anger and hatred and managed to calm himself down, was now a childish ghost, a sour childish ghost!

Seeing that his boyfriend was about to leave him in anger, Bruce stepped on the time when he was about to stand up, and called out: "Clark," he looked sideways at his boyfriend on the terrace, and said, "Shave me .”

Clark rolled his eyes. This man loves to tease him on the tip of his heart. Clark stood up and walked through the glass door of the terrace with bare feet. Clark walked to the door of the bathroom and leaned on the sliding door of the bathroom On the door, with an expression that didn't hear what Bruce said clearly, he picked his ears and said, "What did you say?"

"Please," Bruce smiled, but said in his mouth: "My love, help me shave, please." The ending of S trembled very deliberately, and Bruce put the brush with foam in his hand to the pool Throwing it in, I heard the brush with wooden handle make two soft "da da" sounds in the pool.

Most of Bruce's face was blocked by rich foam, but even so, when those clear and deep eyes fell on Clark, showing interest, they swept Clark's face so lightly, Clark I felt a tingling force coming from my tailbone and rushing to my forehead.

Just like Clark, Bruce knows exactly what's the easiest way to tease him.

Bruce leaned on the sink, raised his left hand, and picked up the razor in the corner of the sink. It was not electric, but a folding razor that was placed in the guest room to entertain guests. Turning, the other side of the blade fell into his hand, and raised his hand to send the handle of the knife to Clark's hand.

Bruce pointed his fingers at Clark with his empty right hand, and Clark took a step forward as if he couldn't control it. Bruce looked at Clark's tense face and continued, "Really... can't you help me?"

Clark exhaled, and the expression on his face that he was trying to control collapsed. He took the most primitive scraper from Bruce's hand, then took Bruce's hand, and dragged him to the outside terrace.Bruce picked up the napkin from the coffee table.

The two passed through the glass door between the guest bedroom and the terrace. Clark turned his back to the man, and he heard the man's laughter overflowing from his mouth. Clark angrily pointed to the wicker chair on the terrace, and Bruce sat on the wicker chair with his feet resting. on the chair, looking up slightly at Clark standing in front of him.

Clark stretched out his left hand, put the thumb and index finger of his left hand on the man's chin, lifted the man's chin up a bit, then swung his right hand, picked out the scraper folded in the case, and ran it along the side of his right cheek near the ear place, scraping along the curvature of the cheeks, the scraper scraped off the beard and the foam on the cheeks, Clark took out a piece of paper, spread it on the small table next to the wicker chair, and scraped the foam on the paper.

Then came the next knife, the foam shaved the smooth skin of the cheeks with the beard, Clark's hand was very steady, just to shave people, but Clark was also very focused, he seemed to be carving some exquisite sculpture, shaving slowly but smoothly Down the white foam with stubble.

As long as the Kryptonian thinks, he can complete this job in an instant, but he doesn't, he slows down his movements, the fingers of his left hand feel the touch close to Bruce's skin, feel the softness and warmth of the skin under the cold foam, feel the The feeling of the bones of his jaw touching his fingertips, he liked the pleasure of this intimate contact very much.

Bruce relaxed his body, he even closed his eyes, slanted the scraper at 45 degrees across the skin, scraped the vitals of his neck along the arc of his cheek, the cold metal of the blade slid past his skin, instinctively , a layer of goosebumps formed on his arms.

In the battle of Gotham, if a blade was so close to him, but he didn't dodge it in time, it was almost equivalent to death.

However, Bruce's body went against his instinct, and reason told him that he didn't have to avoid it.Bruce opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Clark, Bruce looked at his boyfriend, Clark's mouth curled up in a small arc, Bruce also smiled, the widening smile moved the muscles of his face, and the scraper in Clark's hand stopped Living.

Clark turned around and scraped the foam off the blade, and said, "Don't move."

Bruce was obedient, he suppressed his smile and remained motionless.

After the cheeks on both sides were shaved, Clark held up Bruce's head and raised his head a little bit. He said, "Pursing your lips." Bruce pursed his lips, and the position in the center of his face bulged, and Clark shaved off the beard under his nose with two knives. , and then the chin, Clark tossed the spatula onto the napkin piled high with white foam.

Bruce's eyes naturally fell on the magic scraper thrown on the napkin, and Clark said fiercely: "Don't move." Bruce turned his head and sat upright with a particularly exaggerated acting skill. Clark raised his hand and took out a piece of paper, wiped Wiping off the remaining foam on Bruce's cheek, the ball of paper was thrown on the table.

Clark crossed his arms and looked at the face without saying a word.

Bruce touched his chin, moved his upper and lower jaws, and then looked up to meet Clark staring at him, and said, "What's wrong?"

Clark looked down at his boyfriend from a high position, the light reflected in his blue eyes flickered, he said slowly, "Do you know, what kind of you do I like best?"

"Handsome?" Clark shook his head, and Bruce continued: "Smart? Cunning? Confident? Controlling the situation?" Bruce seemed to be speaking casually, Clark shook his head, Bruce's heart beat faster, he had already guessed It's the attributive of Clark's answer.

"Tell me." Seemingly helpless, Bruce said.

"You know," Clark leaned down, resting his head on Bruce's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I like you in real life. If you die, I swear I won't love you anymore, I won't like you anymore. Even to forget you! There is this... only this..." I can continue to live.

Bruce felt like a ball of cotton was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak. With Bruce's IQ and EQ, he could almost think of the words Clark swallowed, and Clark cursed in a low voice: "You fucking scared me to death!" Already!"

"This is the best love story I've ever heard," Bruce said softly.

Clark took a breath, and the fire in his chest exploded. With his hands behind his back, he turned on the red solar radiation meter on his left wrist watch, then straightened up, controlled his strength, and raised his forehead Hitting Bruce on the forehead, he cursed, "That's good to hear you're a mallet!"

Bruce's eyes were straightened by the blow, but he reacted quickly, hugged Clark's neck, and said, "Okay, I'm a mallet!" Bruce whispered in Clark's ear, "Don't be angry, Clark , I'm scared enough."

However, Clark's childish "bang dang" made the complex and depressed emotions in the two of them disappear without a trace.

Just like Clark watched Bruce disappear, Bruce didn't tell the truth to T'Challa. It wasn't that he couldn't dodge at all, but that once he dodged, the antimatter cannon hit the person behind him. superman.

Bruce didn't want it to be known that he was even willing to sacrifice himself for Superman.

The Kryptonian who didn't need to breathe rested his head on the man's shoulder, and it took him a long time to breathe.

"You have fifteen days of annual leave." Bruce gently scratched Clark's palm, and lowered his voice again: "Here, after all, is Wakanda. I always want to accompany you during your vacation."

"Also," Clark said, "Queen Ramanda said that she thinks some of the clauses in our contract to purchase vibranium are unreasonable, do you know that?"

Bruce thought for a moment and guessed: "Maybe because of what happened before, they think the price I set is too high?"

"That's possible." Clark scratched his chin, ah, no, it seems that this is the only possibility.

Clark's face collapsed, and Clark reflected for a moment. He was really dazzled by the fear and depression in his heart.Clark asked, "Will you stay with me for the remaining nine days?"

Even Clark himself didn't believe this. Batman, who had arranged Gotham's affairs, would spend time with him?

Bruce thought about it for a while, and said, "If the net I have thrown out is retrieved smoothly, I can accompany you for two days, two days and one night."

"What net?" Clark asked casually.

The corners of Bruce’s mouth were still curled up, but the smile was no longer his deep affection for Clark, but cold. He said, “A net laid to hunt Lex Luthor,” Bruce said slowly: “I Not a saint."