I almost ruled the world

"Anna?" Peter outside the door continued to knock anxiously.

Brianna wondered if he might even slam the door open the next second.

To be honest, although her expression was exaggerated just now, it wasn't completely fake.

Especially knowing that he was making fun of the other party without knowing it, at least Brianna's sympathy for him was genuine.

But I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.

Sorry, poor Peter.

Thinking of this, Brianna showed a pleading look towards Clark, her hands were firmly pressed against his chest, and at the same time, she eagerly turned her head and looked out the door, as if she wanted him to let go of her imprisonment.

She watched Clark's frown gradually, and continued to whisper in an aggrieved voice, "I beg you, don't do this!"

But everyone knows that adding fuel to the fire will only intensify.

Clark tightened his arms around Brianna, and pressed the back of her head with his other hand. His hot lips slowly approached, and finally took the initiative to grab what he wanted.

But Brianna's strong resistance in her chest always reminded him that she was not like what she said before, she didn't care about the boy outside.

But her resistance was nothing to Clark at all. Brianna's hand, which was as hard as steel, was unable to use any more strength. Instead, she softened and hugged his neck, discussing in a low voice, "You take Can I go out? You can do whatever you want, just...don't be here—”

"Well!"

Clark finally couldn't help it, and blocked Brianna's chattering pink lips.

"Dong dong dong—" the knock on the door sounded again, and the voice outside the door suddenly trembled, "Anna? Anna! Did something happen?"

The tip of his tongue first swept across her plump lips, and then nibbled on the plumpness that always gave him a trembling feeling as if curious, and began to entangle with it.

Clark's breath was different from the previous ones, strong and aggressive, encroaching on the air around Briana, as if facing his lifelong enemy.

"Huh!" Brianna took a deep breath during the entanglement, and couldn't help letting out a low moan, as if her whole body's attention was focused on this small point, and she was powerless to resist.

What pity for Peter, what admiration for Fleischer's kissing skills, all were completely forgotten by her at this moment.

She knew it.

Brianna knew that he could never be a harmless, ignorant kid.

Compared with the usual him, he who was contaminated with lust is a completely different existence.

"...Ann, Anna?" The knocking on the door stopped slowly, as if there was some bad premonition, "Sorry, I'm going to kick the door in!"

Suddenly, Clark's offensive went deeper and he finally found the 'treasure' hidden behind the white teeth.

"Ha!" She trembled as if she had lost all her strength, and the numb current spread all over her body, and she had to rely on Clark's embrace to keep from slipping down.

This is obviously out of line for her, a super villain who is bent on revenge.

Peter didn't know everything, after all—although he knew it all because of Brianna.

But after hearing something that made it hard for him to deceive himself, he finally belatedly realized that something unbelievable was happening on the other side of the door.

He took two steps back in a daze, feeling suddenly uncontrollably depressed and sad.

But Peter knew he shouldn't be sad, and he shouldn't have such strong hopes. He already knew that Briana liked that man, and now she just... got what she wanted.

It's just him being stupid, missing and screwing up again and again.

In the end, she mistakenly thought that Brianna would really like herself like this.

Sensing the other party's departure, Clark returned all his slightly distracted attention and focused on Brianna, who was already showing a blurred expression in front of him.

And when he realized that he, who had always had a strong self-control, turned out to be as vindictive as a little boy, he immediately regretted it.

So he moved slowly away from Briana's lips, which were too soft.

"Sorry, Brianna." Clark knew he was wrong, he closed his eyes complicatedly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I just..."

Unexpectedly, Brianna, who was panting non-stop, suddenly took a deep breath, "Hiss—"

She touched her red and swollen lips cautiously, then raised her eyes and glared at him angrily, "You just want to kiss my swollen lips, don't you?"

"..." Clark noticed her lips, and was unable to say a word in embarrassment.

Seeing his appearance, Brianna spat fiercely in her heart, but showed a helpless expression on her face, "Forget it."

"For Peter's matter, I will apologize to him next time... After all, I shouldn't have let him pretend to be my boyfriend in the first place."

Clark relaxed slightly and kept frowning, looking at her in surprise.

Seeing that he wanted to continue asking, Brianna put her arms around his neck again, "As for you... how about it, just call me Anna, and I'll forgive you."

As soon as the words fell, Clark's brows that were almost flattened were tightly frowned again.

"Huh?" Brianna looked at him pretending not to understand, "Are you shy?"

The blush on her face hadn't gone completely, and it became even redder at this time, she whispered, "But you just... still kissed me like that."

Of course, he heard this sentence clearly.

Clark was silent for a while, his solemn face couldn't see what emotion he was feeling at this moment.

"But, I don't want to call you Anna." He raised his blue eyes and looked at her seriously.

Of course Brianna knew, after all, Peter kept calling her 'Anna Anna' outside the door just now, if he didn't respond at all, then there would be a problem.

"So what do you want to call me, Clark?" She looked a little shy. "Annie? Or Bligh? But Bligh sounds like a boy."

By the way, Brianna is a female variant of Bryan, because her adoptive parents wanted boys more in the first place, so she hated the nickname Bryan so much, so she expressed a little **.

"Bligh." Clark read the name in a low voice, then showed a slight smile, and then looked up at her, "Bligh... sounds very special."

Shit!Brianna just felt sick because she remembered what her adoptive father loved to call her.

But she tried her best to put on a moved look, and raised her beautiful eyebrows, "You're right, Clark. I like it when you call me that."

No.She was going to throw up, even though she had just been kissed so much that she still hadn't calmed down until now.

Seeing Brianna's complicated expression, Clark finally seemed a little embarrassed.

"If you want, you can also call me by my Kryptonian name." Then, he finally let go of Brianna's arm, lifted her to the side, then turned on the computer, and began to pretend to track what happened around the world real-time news.

Don't squint, as if you are serious.

Even though she didn't know how important that page was, he stared at it blankly for 5 minutes.

And... his Kryptonian name.

Is it famous?It made it seem like Brianna would know for sure.

She quietly took out her phone—because she couldn't leave here, Clark finally replaced her with a smartphone.

Brianna searched for Superman's Kryptonian name on the Internet, and the results quickly popped up.

A netizen named Freddy Freeman, who seems to have a lot of research on Superman, replied in someone else's post, "Superman's Kryptonian is called Kal-El. I'm shocked that there are still people who don't know? Coincidentally, , his name also means true God in Hebrew, by the way, according to my research, as the son of Krypton, the S on his chest stands for hope..."

She couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Then he put away the phone as if nothing had happened, cleared his throat, and said in a soft voice next to his ear, "Then when will my son of Krypton kiss me like this next time?"

Brianna noticed him who was motionless, but the base of his ears suddenly turned red.

...Why does this person have two faces?