[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Clark propped his hands on the counter at the front desk of the hotel, fiddled with Bruce's cell phone, and Bruce was checking out.

Clark's eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone. On the screen of the mobile phone was a photo of little Miss Wayne. The photo of Police Officer Gordon was taken from above. face.

This is an out-and-out mysterious angle, but even the little girl photographed from this angle is very cute, she smiles sweetly, like a little angel.The little girl smiled brightly. She tilted her head and looked at the camera. There were two lovely blushes on her white face. Her blue eyes were like two sapphires. She stared at the camera as if she had passed through the camera. , her cuteness is about to overflow from the screen.

Bruce stared at Clark's indescribable complex expression, he intentionally broke the slightly awkward atmosphere between them, and said, "Where's Tony?"

"Tony?" Clark fixed his concentration, and he replied, "He's still next door, just woke up, and finished dinner. What, why are you asking this?"

Bruce said slowly: "Call him, at least you won't be too embarrassed when I'm surrounded by reporters at the police station." Clark also didn't expose this man's excuses. Let reporters surround Gotham's richest man, wouldn't that make them appear incompetent?

Bruce walked to the sofa in the hall and sat down. He leaned crookedly on the armrest of the leather sofa, propped his hand on the side of his face and closed his eyes slightly. He was still handsome and gentle in general. The girls walking around in the hall All eyes were focused on him.And Clark looked at this person, no matter how he felt that this person's posture was so desolate.

Clark had already turned around from the shock of Bruce's sudden confession. Apart from the initial panic and bewilderment, he still had an almost logical joy.

If someone asked him those questions, his answer would not be the person in front of him, who looked calm but was in a state of confusion.

Can this be called liking?certainly.

Clark fiddled with Bruce's phone, sent a photo of little Miss Wayne to his phone, then returned Bruce's phone he was holding in his hand, sent the photo to Tony with his phone, and sent a message Short message:

Bruce's daughter, in the Gotham Police Department, want to go with me?We're downstairs at the front desk.

Not even two seconds later, a phone call came in. Clark heard the sound of Tony excitedly changing clothes and putting on shoes from the other side of the room. Tony's cell phone was on and playing. So a bit of playboy gloating.

"This is Bruce's daughter." Tony held the shoe in one hand, bent over and stared at the phone on the sofa: "When did this happen, the child's mother came to the door? My God, this little girl is so cute! "

Clark held the phone in his hand and said, "Together?"

"Do you want me to watch the fun together?" Tony asked hastily.

"No, I'll teach you a lesson," Clark said coolly, "This is the result of the famous playboy not taking contraceptive measures." Bruce raised his head, eyes full of helplessness, he stared at Clark standing With a condescending gaze, he subtly averted his gaze.

"What and what... what a lesson, I, cough," the playboy on the other side swallowed guiltily, and said, "Wait, I'll be right down." Clark hung up the phone and walked to the sofa and coffee table in the hall next to.

Clark put his hands on his waist, focused on one foot, and asked half-jokingly, "How do you feel?" Bruce listened to Clark's slightly joking tone, and he relaxed a little.

"More shock than joy," Bruce replied honestly.

Clark heard the sound of the hotel elevator landing and asked, "Worried about my answer?"

"Very worried." Bruce said with particular sincerity.

"When have I ever let you down, B," Clark watched as the man's frowning brows loosened, with a smile on his face, Clark shrugged: "But let me slow down with your two critical strikes."

A sudden confession, a sudden daughter.

Clark looked calm and composed. The small-town boy who has seen the big world is also quite good at putting on a show. He paused and asked, "How are you going to deal with the little girl?"

"If she is really my daughter," Bruce replied, "I will raise her, but as for the child's mother, I will give her a sum of maintenance that satisfies her, and the child will have nothing to do with her in the future."

Although doing this sounds a bit cruel, it is a very normal choice. If this child is really the creation of his one-night affair, the child's mother must have given birth to the child with the idea of ​​getting a lot of money.And with Bruce's own wishes and his other identity, it is impossible for him to marry a woman who is only a condition for his disguised identity and become the mistress of the Wayne family, just to give the child a complete home.

More importantly, at this time, the person he cherishes and likes is by his side.

Clark nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

Bruce tickled the corners of his lips with some pleasure, and he found that although Clark didn't give him a positive answer, this man seemed to have regarded himself as his boyfriend.Bruce moved his fingers, the phone unlocked automatically, and the little girl with a particularly bright smile on the screen appeared in front of him again.

What a little angel, Bruce thought.

Clark put one hand in his pocket, he heard a "ding" sound from the elevator entrance, he looked over there, Tony came out of the elevator - this man didn't care about his wrinkled shirt at all, Tony woke up Afterwards, his conscience left him a little unassuming, and when he walked to them, he sighed in a low voice: "Hey, why do you look frightened!"

Tony was sensitive to the subtle atmosphere between Bruce and Clark, but he didn't care. Instead, he asked in a low voice, "The little girl looks like she's four years old. She was played five years ago? What's the situation with her mother?" "Tony looked surprised, and he said: "I really want to program my smart housekeeper in a while, so that I can carry out big data statistics and remote analysis."

Facing a series of questions from Tony, Bruce said, "I don't know what's going on with the little girl yet."

Clark put his arms around Tony's shoulders and said, "Don't look at Bruce's calm look, he's already very anxious."

"This makes my heart flustered, do you still have to keep your face steady hahaha." Tony smiled and patted the back of Clark's hand hanging from his shoulder, and replied: "Let's go, let's go, let's pick up Wayne's house little princess."

Bruce glanced at Clark's hand on Tony's shoulder. Master Bruce stood up and walked towards the elevator with his hands in his pockets. Clark controlled his facial expressions.

I didn't think so before, but now that I've found out, Clark doesn't dislike this man's desire to monopolize him, and he's even a little bit pleased.

Bruce may be so entangled in his heart. At the beginning, he let himself pick up a friend by the trash can, but now he has not confirmed the relationship, and it is uncomfortable to see himself on other people's shoulders.

However, facing the glances of those steel blue eyes, Clark finally put down the hand on Tony's shoulder as if nothing had happened.

Tony didn't pay attention to the interaction between the two at all, he just felt some subtle changes in the relationship between the two.

The three walked to the parking lot and stopped beside Clark's SUV. Bruce said, "Tony, please drive. I'm worried that I'll drive the car into Gotham Bay."

Tony stopped pulling the rear door and asked, "Why don't you let Clark open."

"If you want to take a slow old car," Bruce shrugged, he opened the door, and he said, "I don't mind anyway."

"How slow?" Tony asked with his hands on the roof.

"Forty miles from start to finish." Bruce replied, Tony stretched out his hand decisively, Bruce took the key from Clark, and threw it to Tony across the car.

"Tsk." Clark made a breathy sound, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, Tony laughed out loud.

Bruce sat in the back seat, and Clark walked to the other side, opened the door, and sat beside Bruce.Mr. Stark started the car, Bruce leaned back, his head rested on the back of the back seat, as if he couldn't accept too much information for a while, Bruce closed his eyes.

"By the way, Tony," Clark asked, "where's your bodyguard?"

"Happy? I sent him on errands," Tony said. "I called him and told him to meet me at the Gotham Police Station. With you two fitness experts, you can keep me safe, right? "

Clark said "yes" without hesitation.

Tony glanced back through the rearview mirror. Before starting the car, he connected his mobile phone to the car's Bluetooth, and the strong rock music rang in the car. Bruce, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes , looking up and back at Tony’s eyes, Tony said imposingly: “What do you look at, I’m the richest man in the United States, I’ll drive you personally and I can play any song I want!”

"Yes, yes, our honor, respected Mr. Stark," Clark said, "I don't know what Mr. Wayne, who was squeezed out of the richest man's ranking, thinks?"

Bruce leaned back and said, "For now."

"Look," Tony said, starting the car, "I've definitely been on the list longer than you."

Bruce said seemingly unintentionally: "However, now we can also compete for the list of the richest man in the United States, and I don't know what Fox magazine thinks. It judged the king of a remote African country as the richest man in the world. What is the name of that person?" with?"

"T'Chaka, their king's name is T'Chaka," Tony turned the steering wheel slowly, his car was driving very smoothly, and Tony said, "However, even if we remember the name of the king of that remote and poor small country, ordinary people When it comes to Wakanda, people only think of a precious metal that this primitive tribe has."

"Zhenjin." Clark said: "Currently, it is the only metal that can combine with human tissue without causing rejection. This metal can be said to be a priceless treasure."

"Don't say that vibration gold can be combined with human tissue," Tony commented: "This metal has ductility, toughness and firmness that cannot be achieved by any other alloy. There are many untapped potentials in conduction and so on. I bought a fingernail-sized vibration gold at an auction some time ago, Clark, guess how much it is?"

"The size of a fingernail is probably a million." Clark said. Clark leaned forward with his left hand on the rear seat and his right hand on the back of the co-pilot's rear seat.

"Yes, the total amount of meteorites that fell from the sky does not exceed one ton. Although it is expensive, it is worth the money." Tony glanced at the back through the rearview mirror, and he said, "If I were the king of that small country, I would give the land Sell ​​all the vibration gold in the world, and then use the money in exchange to develop their country's economy, who is T'Chaka the richest man in the world? At most, he is the poor boss guarding a gold mountain."

From the corner of Clark's eyes, he looked at Bruce who was leaning on the frame. The man raised his hand, and his slightly cookie fingers covered the corner of his mouth. Clark knew very well that when the man made this movement, he used this posture to block his slightly Curved lips.

Clark swears that Batman must have information that no one else knows.

And Tony looked at Bruce's sleepy look, and said with rare consideration: "You two, take a rest in the back. When we arrive in Gotham, Bruce will receive a warm welcome from the major media."

"Thank you." Bruce sat up straight, moved his body forward, changed to a relaxed posture, and then leaned back, his hands naturally dropped to Clark on the back seat His fingertips slid across the back of Clark's hand, and then landed on his lap. Bruce closed his eyes and began to really close his eyes and meditate.

Clark, who was stirred up by Baby Bruce's routine, tensed his expression. He still had to relax his body and lean gently on the frame on the other side, so as not to use his steel body in the fragile A hole was punched in the steel frame of the car.

Clark leaned his head on the frame of the car, and he looked out of the window through the glass of the car. This man could always use the most inadvertent movement to stomp his foot heavily in his heart——

They grew up together, they understand each other, they value each other, they care about each other, they can always follow what the other said very tacitly, and they can understand each other's thoughts when they see the subtle changes in each other's expressions.

Originally, I only thought that it was enough to go on with each other with the company of close friends, but suddenly, the change in their relationship with each other was completed.Well, as Diana said, Clark thought, could he meet someone else who understood him better than Bruce, understood him, cared about him?

How can it be!

Clark closed his eyes, and he began to rest. His world was noisy, chaotic, and even full of noise when he was not concentrating, but as long as Bruce was with him, his heart was quiet, and Clark fell asleep like this. caught.

Bruce leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was resting, but he was actually thinking about the setting of his new disguise identity. Next, he would never have the opportunity to use Playboy this very easy and Batman in his life. If the disguise is separated, then he must separate Bruce Wayne and Batman in action.

Tony, who slept all morning and one afternoon, drove the car quite smoothly. It wasn't until the SUV drove to the navigation reminder that it was about to arrive at the Gotham Police Station. Tony woke up two people who were really sleeping and the other was pretending to be asleep.

I don't know if the typical FBI-style SUV is too low-key, or the reporters of the major media simply don't pay attention to the SUV that doesn't fit Bruce's style at all. Tony just drove the car into the Gotham Police Station.

But this was only temporary. When Bruce got out of the car, Clark saw the reporter at the entrance of the parking lot who started to peek inside. The three hurried out of the car, pressed the door of the parking lot elevator, Before the short cannon rushed over, he closed the elevator door.

Both Clark and Tony could see that Bruce was a little nervous. Even though this man was a symbol of terror to deter criminals in private, he was far from ready to become a father.

The elevator doors opened and Bruce stepped out.

"Wayne!" Someone shouted: "Captain Gordon, Wayne is here!"

Bruce didn't pay attention to these yelling people. The three of them saw the little girl sitting on the soft chair through the glass, and the photo taken by Gordon was very obvious.At this time, the three of them only looked at the little girl through the glass. The girl's eyebrows and eyes looked very similar to Bruce.

The little girl was wearing a white tutu skirt, and the socks on her feet had delicate lace trims. The black princess shoes swayed beside the chair with her upturned feet. On the left wrist of the little girl was a pink Children's watch, she is tilting her head to look at the Barbie princess in her right hand.

"Oh my God," Tony muttered.

Bruce looked through the open shutters on the inner office window as he watched Gordon get up and touch the tiny little girl who was sitting in the chair - it was impossible to see from this angle, Gordon was from the inner office Li walked out quickly, he faced Bruce, and Gordon said, "Mr. Wayne, she is inside."

The little girl raised her head, looked at the four adults looking in through the glass, tilted her head cutely, and smiled sweetly.

Tony, who had never seen Bruce when he was a child, felt that the little girl looked very much like Bruce, except that the little girl's eyes were lighter blue than Bruce's.

"Mr. Wayne," Commissioner Gordon said, "this is..."

"This is, my daughter." Rarely, Clark heard Bruce's voice tremble.

Bruce didn't speak. He pushed the door and walked in. He closed the door and walked to the little girl sitting in the chair. He squatted down and said hello with a rare lack of words: "Hello..."

To Bruce's surprise, the girl he had never met opened his arms towards him—this is the gesture that a child wants to hug. Bruce hugged the girl stiffly and strangely. Bruce guessed in his heart, probably It was the child's mother who taught her this, and the little girl called out softly in a sweet, milky voice: "Daddy..."

Bruce's heart was so soft that it was the intuitive intimacy that only blood-linked relatives would have.

The little girl pressed against his face and asked in a low voice, "Why doesn't Papa come in? I've already seen him, and Tonini."

Tony couldn't hear the voice inside through the glass, but Clark heard it clearly, and he was no less shocked than Bruce.

Taking a short breath, Bruce asked, "Who is Papa?"

"Papa..." The little girl tilted her head cutely and suspiciously, but she still replied: "It's Clark Kent," the little girl smiled sweetly, and she leaned closer to Bruce's ear, and whispered, "It's KalEl. "

The little girl's pronunciation was the most correct way to call the name Kal-El in Kryptonian, and she asked very puzzled, "Dad, don't you remember Nina?"

Bruce couldn't help looking out of the glass. He met Clark's slightly widened eyes. He looked away and continued to ask, "Sorry, little princess, what's your name, little princess?"

"My name is Mazanina El Wayne." The little girl said.

"Rao." Clark shouted in his heart.

This is his and Bruce's daughter!

Where did he and Bruce get their daughter from?

Where did such a small, lively, and cute cub come from?

Did it fall from the sky?