[Comprehensive British and American] The son of the villain does not want to inherit the family busi

When he opened the door, Ke Wen saw an extremely eye-catching back.The opponent's shoulders were broad and muscular, like a superlative human body booth.Looking at it this way, the irregular scars on the opponent's body have also become embellishments.

This made him retreat subconsciously, and tried to look at the sign next to the room, but the sign had long since disappeared in the shock, leaving only a dusty trace.

Losing the criteria for judging whether this is a place that shouldn't be entered, Ke Erwen began to hesitate, but the other party looked over first - in the words of the girls in the crew, it was a picture that was enough to be on the cover of a fashion magazine s face.

Wait... Speaking of magazines, he seems to have seen the other party on the cover of some magazines. He doesn't remember which one or what subject.

This is also unavoidable, after all, he devotes himself to studying acting skills, and in his spare time, he has to deal with all kinds of surprise inspections by his old fathers, so he seldom pays attention to these things.He even glanced at the information on the richest man in Gotham provided by the Clown Gang, and he has no specific impression until now.

From Ke Wen's point of view, hooking up with an ordinary rich man is nothing more than a trivial matter. If every such thing required him to work hard, wouldn't he be exhausted? !Not to mention the extra effort to memorize a model who occasionally lands on the cover of a magazine!

There are countless models of this kind in Gotham, like a flower that blooms for a short period of time and then withers quickly, disappearing from people's sight.At that time, they can only find a few backers to live the rest of their lives like low-level actors.And most of these backers are rich and wealthy, such as...Mr. Wayne?

Ke Wen belatedly remembered this, and the way he looked at the model suddenly changed.So this person was taken care of by Mr. Wayne?No wonder everyone else ran away, but he still stayed here, probably waiting for his benefactor.

His gaze touching the man's skin was no longer obscure, but became generous and natural.Isn't this kind of raised model a canary raised in a golden cage?It was meant for people to see.

After thinking about this, Ke Wen smiled at the man with half-undressed clothes and a strong chest, and asked the man calmly if he knew the whereabouts of the patron.

The man was stunned for a moment, then he also showed a smile, and he hinted, "My name is Bruce."

"Oh, yes, Bruce." The young man nodded and followed the other person to read the name again, as perfunctory as he could be, and then asked the same and most critical question, "Do you know Mr. Wayne is here?" where?"

Bruce Wayne: "..."

Obviously, the person in front of him didn't recognize him not because of any accident, let alone because of temptation, but because the person in front of him neither remembered his face nor his full name.

——In Gotham, in Wayne Mansion, and still don't know who he is? !Even the most unreliable spies on the street would not be so sloppy! ?

Following Black Mask's subordinates, Bruce Wayne crossed out the spies' guesses again.Finally, he asked "inadvertently", "You seem to have been looking for Mr. Wayne for a long time, is there something important?"

This topic was very appealing to Colvin, and he recounted what he had experienced before in embellished and exaggerated words.According to the techniques in the script he had memorized, he focused on portraying the image of the black mask, using contrast, contrast and other techniques to describe it as powerful and indestructible.

——If he said that to the other party's little canary, this little canary would definitely help him blow the wind in front of the benefactor in the future, right?When the hero saves the beauty, maybe the rich guy in Gotham will give him a little more for his hard work?

Bruce Wayne's complexion didn't change much during the process of listening to Ke Wen's narration, and he kept playing the role of a gentleman listening, nodding his head from time to time in agreement.

But in fact, he understands everything. Where does the other party describe an ordinary human gang leader?It was clearly a Darkseid wearing a black mask.

Just when Ke Erwen stopped his words and was about to close when he was ready, the door that had been pushed open once was opened again, but this time it was kicked.

Bruce Wayne, who was pretending to be listening carefully one second before, changed his posture a second later. He moved closer to Colvin, shortening the distance that was not far away to zero.

The chests of the two were pressed tightly together, and before the young man could adapt to the heartbeat of the other, he was pushed back to the corner.

The man leaned his forehead against the wall, looked at him with lowered eyes, and a large shadow cast on Ke Wen's face.The young man trapped between Bruce Wayne and the wall also looked up at each other, and felt from the bottom of his heart: This action is pretty cool, no wonder he can get close to Wayne, and he doesn't know how he would learn it.

The black mask kicked open the door, looking at the situation inside with tyrannical eyes.Because of Bruce Wayne's actions just now, he didn't notice the two people hiding in the shadows.

Ke Wen struggled to turn his head to the side like the black mask, trying to guess what would happen next based on the other's expression.

He is very conflicted now, not knowing whether he should expect the other party to leave, or should expect the other party to stay.If the other party takes a step first and then finds the Gotham rich guy before he does, everything he did today would be useless.But if the other party doesn't leave...

Colvin on this side is a little impatient, and Bruce Wayne on the other side is also...very complicated.Although he knew that the young man was looking towards the black mask, but this still couldn't change the fact that the other's head was rubbing against his chest.

In the end, he stretched out his hand to press the top of the opponent's hair, and pressed his lips to the pinna of the opponent's ear, helplessly as if facing an overactive cat.

"Don't move around," the man gestured towards the position of the black mask, "You don't want to be discovered."

No, if one of the two was to be said to be moving around, Ke Wen felt that it must be the man in front of him!The other party's palm was very large, with thin calluses, and the way of pressing was very casual, and the hair on the top of his head was flattened when he pressed it.

Before he could say or do anything, most of the crumbling ceiling above their heads collapsed.

Bruce Wayne immediately pressed the young man's head down, and then covered him tightly with a protective gesture.

This action was not gentle, as Kervin's nose directly hit the opponent's chest, and he could vaguely smell a faint scent of cologne.He wanted to raise his head to confirm the situation, but he could only see the perfectly shaped chest muscles, along with counting the crackling sound of falling building materials.

The man's body seemed to be as tough as hell, even when a large object hit him, he still didn't move at all, and his hands didn't even shake.

Ke Wen looked at the other party, and felt for the first time that the information on the Internet was extremely biased.Who said that the muscles on male models are all made of protein and powder? !

Such a big movement was naturally noticed by the black mask, not only that, but he also saw two figures bathed in dust in the corner.He walked over, his mouth under the mask rarely opened.

"Yo, Wayne, so you are here with a female... male companion."

It was the first time that Colvin heard someone calling the male model's last name, and then subconsciously put the last name together with the other's first name: it turned out that the man was Bruce, whose surname was Wayne.

Wait, what?

— Wayne? !