[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Christmas, family dinner.

There is a beautifully trimmed Christmas tree in the living room, and there are a circle of gifts under the Christmas tree. Giving gifts on Christmas is a ritual, and it is also the best way for family members to express their feelings for their loved ones.

The dining table is full of rich and delicious food. Marzanina is sitting at the dining table. She is sitting on the only side of the square table. Look at the father and papa sitting side by side on the left, and look at the grandparents sitting side by side on the right. Ma Shanina tilted her head cutely, looked at the delicious food on the table, and then glanced at the plate of fried meat and vegetables that Martha served her.

Everyone ate deliciously, but they didn't say a word. Martha Nina was very well taken care of by Martha. The little princess was good-natured and not too picky about food. Except for the celery and carrots that were so pouty that they had to be coaxed to eat. very satisfied.

Even Bruce, who is controlling his calorie intake, ate a lot more today, not to mention Marzanina, who has a round belly. Clark slumped on the chair without any image, just tilting his head and playing with his precious daughter Paw touches paw.

"Nina," Martha called out suddenly, and she said, "Grandma left your present upstairs, do you want to open it?"

"Thinking about it!" Mazanina replied cheerfully, jumped off the chair as soon as she finished speaking, raised her hand and held Masha's fingers.

Martha led the little princess up the stairs, Martha Nina held the hand of her grandma, and babbled about the interesting stories about her kindergarten in Gotham, Clark and Bruce sat side by side, watching the two ladies at home Disappearing at the corner of the stairs, he looked up at Jonathan who was sitting on the other side of the table.

The old man looked serious, and the expression of a silly grandpa who saw his granddaughter was gone.

Clark lowered his hand, and touched Bruce's hand on his knee with the tip of his hand. Bruce, who was sitting upright, didn't respond at all—

Didn't the day before yesterday have passed the level of cuteness?

How do you pay Qiuhou today?

And Jonathan looked at the two sitting side by side like this, and didn't speak, and he was under a lot of mental pressure.

Clark actually likes this feeling quite a bit. He is Superman, the chief forensic doctor, and the controlling shareholder of a new technology biological company. Some people respect him, some worship him, some like him, and of course some hate him; When he gets home, he is the lazy son in the mouth of the mother, the stupid boy in the family, who will be fierce by his father and disgusted by his dear mother. The love of his parents is subtle and warm, warm and peaceful.

"Dad?" Clark called out, and he said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Jonathan looked with satisfaction at the serious and obedient faces of the two young men whom he had grown up with. He fake coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "There are five things I want to tell you."

"The first thing," Jonathan turned to look at his calm son, said: "I have booked a trip to Hawaii on the second day of Christmas with your mommy, which is tomorrow's trip to Hawaii. You can also stay at home, go back to Gotham It's okay. I didn't plan to take you with me, it's fine now, you and Bruce take good care of the child."

Clark's eyes widened. Before he could complain, Jonathan continued: "Martha called and asked, but she didn't buy a ticket, otherwise we want to take the little princess away."

Clark was heartbroken.Bruce lowered his eyes, suppressing a smile.

"Second thing," Clark opened his mouth, unable to speak, Jonathan continued: "I want to ask you about Nina's background?"

Jonathan watched his son touch Bruce's arm with his elbow, and Bruce began to talk about it. He didn't mention their physical examination of Marzanina. Jonathan listened carefully to the process of Nina, and finally Bruce said that they got Nina's test results from the future.

The old farmer was taken aback for a moment, and then asked: "Come from the future? Why?"

The expression on Bruce's face didn't change at all, and he replied in a very sincere tone: "I don't know, Clark and I are still investigating." Although Jonathan was very puzzled, he didn't pursue it either—he was too clear, he couldn't pry The one who opened the mouth of his own son and Bruce.

"Forget it," Jonathan said, "you just have to know it in your heart."

"Yeah." Clark responded.

"Hmph," Jonathan glanced at his obedient son who pretended to be obedient. When the child grew up, he began to report good news but not bad news. Old Kent stroked the stubble on his chin and continued, "As for the third What's the matter," the old farmer unconsciously showed a silly grandpa's expression, and he said, "In the future, post more photos and videos of little Nina, I signed up for a computer class with your mommy, your mommy can't wait now. Will edit photos!"

"Okay." Clark said with a smile: "We brought back a lot of photos this time."

Then, Jonathan knocked on the table, especially the old father said majestically: "The fourth thing," Jonathan cleared his throat, "Since you choose to be together, don't care about some people's strange eyes on you, and I Both your mother and I know..."

"The person in this world who understands and cooperates with you the most is Bruce," Clark watched from the corner of his eye as Bruce not only lowered his eyebrows, but also lowered his head. Jonathan continued, "You've also been in love several times, and Bruce also messed around. Pass……"

"That's for him to disguise his identity..."

Jonathan cut off Clark's conversation and said, "Since the day I picked you up, Clark, your mommy and I have only one wish, that is, that you be happy." Jonathan stared at his son, and said, "You two, as long as Just be happy."

Bruce raised his head, a smile from the bottom of his heart appeared on his calm and self-sufficient face, Jonathan looked at his son, the angle of his son's mouth was almost exactly the same as that of Bruce's mouth, and Jonathan felt inexplicably that there was an extra hole in his mouth. With a smell, Jonathan stood up and said, "The last thing, stay safe, Clark, take care of Bruce. Batman's job is dangerous, you, you don't...don't overplay it."

For Rao's sake, it took Clark a second to realize the meaning of this sentence when he heard it. Bruce raised his hand, and put his curled fingers on the bridge of his nose, blocking his hand. Smiling, Clark called out: "Dad..." Clark also stood up, and the chair made the sound of being dragged.

Jonathan, who was so embarrassed that he was in a hurry, walked upstairs quickly, and when he heard the friction of the chair behind him on the ground, he turned his head sharply, and said fiercely: "You, Clark! Clean up the place, wash the dishes, don't worry about it." nonsense!"

Clark felt his fingers touch his hanging hand, and he turned his head to see Bruce's hand on the back of the chair gently twisting his fingers. Jonathan took advantage of his stupid son's turning back and hurried up the stairs.Clark turned around hesitantly, and asked dryly, "Dad doesn't know that our relationship hasn't developed to that point yet."

Everyone who knew these two had had enough of their dog food, but maybe because of the time of a certain nocturnal creature, they really didn't develop that far.

Bruce's hand resting on the back of the chair lightly tugged at Clark's fingers, Bruce raised his head towards the seat, Clark sat down on his back, Bruce relaxed his tense muscles, he leaned lazily on the chair, slightly sideways Looking at Clark, he said, "Do you want to get to that point?"

"...For example," Bruce said softly, ticking his tone upwards: "Move into the master bedroom where I live, sleep on my bed, and every night when I come home, I can kiss your lips and hook you hand, you put your arms around my waist, and we fall asleep again under the same quilt?"

Bruce's hand resting on the back of the chair fell and lightly touched Clark's hand. Clark's hand moved, and his fingertips touched the hard callus between Bruce's tiger's mouth. He stroked it unconsciously, and Bruce's index finger moved. Moved, scratched Clark's palm.The couple loves this little act of love, and Clark leans back in his chair, watching Bruce, who doesn't move, and Bruce leans over.

A "yes" disappeared between the touch of the lips.

The two parted, and Bruce gasped a little. He was very satisfied to watch Clark react like a normal man. He raised his hand and put his palm against Clark's cheek. With stubble, the Kryptonian's beard is a little stiff, a bit like coarse-grained sandpaper, Bruce moved his thumb, and his fingers stuck to Clark's wrist.

"Plop plop plop..."

The Kryptonian's heart beat faster again.

"One more." Clark said with some fascination.

"Okay." Bruce replied.

The touch of lips, the temperature of each other is in the tiniest place without gaps, the heart beats faster, the breathing faster, and the eyes are closed, and the eyes are completely dark. The pure spiritual pleasure brought by this closeness is beyond any kind. Actions are irreplaceable.

In the end, the two separated again, Bruce adjusted his breathing, he let go of the hand that was stroking Clark's finger, and said, "There is something I want to tell you."

Clark glanced at the peaceful expression on his boyfriend's face, and couldn't help but glance at Bruce's very normal male reaction, and said, "For Rao's sake, in this atmosphere, in this situation, we With this reaction, you want to talk to me about business?"

"Otherwise?" Bruce said in a bad tone: "Clark, you were the one who stopped me from installing sound insulation cotton in this house! In case your parents find out that we think too much about the renovation of the house, it depends on your pull For the sake of Oh, I don’t want to say anything! In such a cold day, I don’t want to go to a warehouse with only straw at all!”

Clark turned his head stiffly. He placed his hands a decimeter away from his face, and blew a breath of freezing breath hard into his palms, blowing it back onto his face.

Puff puff puff puff exhaled several times.

Clark then looked at Bruce and said, "Say, what's the matter, hurry up and distract me."