I almost ruled the world

After not seeing each other for a year, Brianna and Martha embraced gently, and then walked into the house with her.

The atmosphere of Christmas is very strong, Martha has almost arranged, and there is a sumptuous dinner on the table, seeing that Brianna is really hungry.

But she took off her coat slowly, and after Clark sat down, Brianna was late to take her seat, and of course she got to be beside him.

Martha didn't think there was anything strange, and even looked a little relieved. She looked at Clark, then at Brianna who was sitting aside, and said with a smile, "You seem to have a much better relationship."

Indeed, in Martha's eyes, Clark's attitude towards Brianna was still hostile. She always felt that Clark didn't care enough about her as a guardian.

So at first sight of the two sitting side by side, Martha thought that their relationship after living for so long was finally harmonious.

As for other possibilities, Martha never thought about it.

Because she knew what Clark was like.

"Uh." Clark glanced at Brianna, and then smiled a little reluctantly.

Brianna raised her hand and patted Clark on the shoulder, making a joke, "Yeah, at least our relationship is much better than before, at least he won't doubt that I will rule the world anymore~"

It was just that after she put down her hand, Clark seemed to suddenly feel something unusual. First, he subconsciously looked down at the position of her hand, and then glanced at her in disbelief.

Brianna rubbed back and forth a few times, then smiled sheepishly at Clark who was looking at her.

Clark couldn't say anything at this time, all his attention was focused on Brianna's hand.

He glanced at Briana, trying to pretend nothing happened.

Clark finally couldn't bear it until he noticed that her hand was getting higher and higher. He pressed her hand hard and shook his head towards her without any trace.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Martha looked at them suspiciously, "The dishes are going to be cold."

Brianna withdrew her hand from Clark's hand forcefully, and said nonchalantly, "Ah, I wanted to eat, and I just got stuck under the chair."

Martha sighed helplessly when she saw Clark in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

But just as she was about to ask, Brianna took a sip of the creamy soup and said excitedly, "Mmm! It's delicious! Clark, try Martha's craft!"

Clark paused, then shook his head with a chuckle, and began to join the dinner party.

Because it was Christmas Eve tomorrow, after they finished eating and watched TV for a while, Brianna leaned back and gave Clark, who was sitting on the other side of Martha, a wink, signaling him to leave and go upstairs.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, as if the content on the TV was so interesting, Brianna was really a little angry.

It's useless to be angry, and Brianna can't pull him by force if he doesn't move, so she carefully moves her hand around Martha's back and next to Clark, pitifully tugging at the clothes on his shoulders, Lips to him, 'Save the baby! '

Clark's body also leaned on the back of the sofa, first raised his eyes to look at the TV, and then looked at Brianna who kept making troubles.

"Ha!" Probably seeing something interesting, Martha couldn't help laughing along with the picture. When she smiled, her body leaned against the back of the sofa.

Only suddenly, belatedly, Martha felt a foreign object suddenly appearing behind her, and saw Brianna's arm behind her.

Brianna only had time to loosen Clark's clothes, and then embraced Martha's shoulders very naturally and affectionately, "It feels so good to watch TV with everyone, especially, I really want to be like Martha." mother."

Speaking of which, she leaned her head on Martha's shoulder, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, "Unfortunately, I will be an adult after Christmas, and I have no excuse to be fostered at the Kent family anymore."

Martha looked at Brianna sympathetically, stretched out her hand and hugged her tightly in pity, "It's okay, Brianna. You can stay as long as you want, this is your home."

Speaking of which, Martha gestured to Clark with her eyes, implying that he also said something to comfort Brianna.

In the past, he occasionally felt that she was pretending to be pitiful, because every time after he comforted her patiently, Brianna would return to her usual appearance and show him a nice smile.

Not to mention that just now, Martha, who she knew nothing about their current relationship, said such... as if there was no deep meaning.

But every time he had this thought, the next time he saw her sullen expression, he would still try to satisfy her.

Just like now.

"Martha is right." Clark's eyes met her in Martha's arms, and Brianna stared at him deeply, making him unable to look away, just echoing.

Indeed, she was an adult, and something was imminent, and it was not for him to pretend that it was not going to happen.

The degree of danger in her future needs to be further evaluated by the alliance before it can make a plan for the next step.

Clarke's statement will be extremely informative and persuasive, but to be honest, he feels that he is likely to be defeated in front of Brianna, and finally lose his objectivity completely.

He knew that even though he appeared to be impartial, something had long since changed.

……

It was late at night, and it began to snow outside at some point, and the room suddenly became a little cold, while Brianna was listening to the movement outside in her room.

Martha was supposed to be asleep, her room was completely quiet.

The time and place were favorable, so she wore a thin nightgown, hugged her pink pillow, quietly opened her door and walked out of the room barefoot.

But at this time, there is still a whole day before her birthday, in order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, she does not plan to have something happen today.

And when she walked out of the room, Clark, who was lying in the room thinking about something, suddenly opened his eyes.

He pays attention to the movement outside the door, rationally telling himself that he should lock the door to keep Briana out, but he actually does nothing, but listens to her soft footsteps gradually approaching.

The door to Clark's room opened and dim light shone in through the crack of the door, and he saw Brianna walk in barefoot.

Subconsciously wanting to frown, she heard Brianna whisper, "Martha is asleep."

"..." Clark just stared fixedly at her slender but exquisite body under the pajamas, without speaking.

"It's snowing outside, I'm so cold."

"Because you're still barefoot," Clark said.

He just said half a sentence, but even he himself was startled when he heard his own voice, he didn't expect his voice to be so hoarse.

Brianna closed the door of his room, ignored him and continued talking to herself, "I want to sleep with you, it should be much warmer."

Saying that, without waiting for Clark's answer, he timidly walked to his bedside and put the pillow next to his pillow.

Clark sat up and watched her lift her calf and step onto his bed.

There was a look of disapproval on his face, "Bligh, I think it's too early—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Brianna get into his bed, lay obediently and closed her eyes.

"...?" Clark looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what she meant.

But not long after, the sound of small mouthfuls of breathing sounded, and Clark noticed that her eyes were closed tightly, her full mouth was unconsciously pursed, and her cold limbs were subconsciously approaching his burning body, but the skin-to-skin contact remained intact. step.

Clark lay down slowly and hesitantly, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

Originally, he was just not sleepy at all, but now it became extremely difficult to bear.

She actually just felt cold.

— the long night.