[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

Chapter23

Thea still remembered that the last time she went shopping with her was Diana—they also met the little prince of Gotham that day, and teased him and his female companion.She dares to swear, at that time, she really would never have imagined that in a short time now, the person who is walking around the mall with Brucey's baby has become herself—well, walking around the mall with Batman to pick out clothes For such a crazy thing, she dared to say that even the most crazy person would never have thought about it.

Probably because seeing that she was tired and there was not much time left before the evening banquet, Bruce didn't let her try on too many clothes, and quickly chose an outfit for her—she was already old She is small, and her appearance is not the glamorous type. Bruce directly skipped a lot of sexy low-cut dresses and picked a princess dress with off-the-shoulder shoulders for her. I chose a pair of small leather shoes with not too high heels for her.

It seems that Batman is probably really... like cute style.After changing her clothes, Thea stood in front of the full-length mirror and took a closer look at herself dressed like a little princess. She couldn't help thinking of Batman's pointed cat ears.

"You look very cute, but... you still lack a little bit." Bruce's figure soon appeared in the mirror, and he stood behind her and raised his eyebrows to look at her in the mirror for a while, and then stretched out again. He reached out and wrapped her around her from behind.

There is a cool touch on the neck.

A heart-shaped ruby ​​was dotted between the collarbone, which was originally empty. The gemstone on the necklace pendant is not big, but under the lights of the shopping mall, it shone with an almost dizzying halo.

Bruce lowered his head, fastened the necklace on the back of her neck, adjusted her shawl, and finally nodded in satisfaction, reaching out and making a gentlemanly invitation gesture: "Let's go, my princess, the dance party It's about to start."

Thea agreed, reached out to take his arm, lowered her head slightly to avoid his gaze, and followed him out.

What is the usual function of banquets among rich people?It's probably to test each other's tone, or try to talk about cooperation, or to compare and show off... But these are obviously meaningless to Baby Bruce.

Does a dude need any legitimate reason to hold a banquet?Just one word is enough - play.

——Like Oliver, the little prince of nightclubs.

So when another middle-aged man with a solid figure tried to come up to talk to him, Baby Bruce frowned impatiently, turned around before the other party came over to avoid contact with the other party's eyes, and followed suit The waiter took a glass of champagne from the tray and handed it to the girl beside him:

"Want to go out and get some fresh air?"

Thea didn't answer, just looked up at his glass.

"Almost forgot." Bruce was stunned for a second, and soon realized the problem, reached out to call for the waiter, and replaced the champagne in his hand with a glass of orange juice.

Thea took a sip of the orange juice, looked around, and nodded after thinking about it.

——The house is full of harmonious scenes of plastic flowers and friendship, um, like between her and Bruce Wayne.But she'd rather have a second look at Baby Bruce—at least he's handsome enough.

There was a garden outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the banquet hall. Thea handed over the remaining half glass of orange juice to the waiter, walked out of the hall with Bruce on her arm, and couldn't help wrapping her shawl.

The man's thick suit covered her with his almost real hormones.

Thea was not polite, and tightened the skirt of the suit, and finally felt a lot warmer, and was slightly relieved.

The little prince of Gotham is wearing a straight but thin shirt, a rare tie, and his discipline is tightly buttoned, which seems a little more abstinent.It just looks more and more sexy with the movement of him leaning against the tree in the garden.

"Sweetheart, why do you always seem to keep your head down today?" Bruce raised his eyebrows.

It wasn't that he was careless, the little princess looked a little abnormal today, she often lowered her head, as if deliberately avoiding eye contact with him.

"I'm just...well, I'm a little tired," Thea shrank into a large men's suit, she looked even smaller, her nose was slightly red, and her voice was a bit husky, "It's still a little cold. "

If she keeps making eye contact with him, she's sure she won't be able to last one night and she'll have to reveal her secrets—after all, she's not like Batman, she's honing her acting skills every day.

Bruce stretched out his hand and pulled her slightly into his arms, blocking her from the cold wind blowing in the winter night: "I'll take you back after a while, you know, I'm the master tonight, so I can't disappear so early. "

Thea nodded, thought for a while and then added: "It's okay, I can go back by myself."

"Honey, you shouldn't go out alone in Gotham at night." Bruce raised his eyebrows, and seeing Thea seemed to have something to say, he suddenly put his index finger on her lips and made a silent gesture.

Thea was stunned for a moment, but she remained silent.

Then she heard what seemed to be rustling sounds from the grass deep in the garden beside her.

Thea frowned, and listened carefully for a while, when suddenly the man covered her ears.

Thea saw the handsome man's lips move as if he was talking, but his ears were covered and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The girl in a princess dress and a men's suit could only blink.

The man's hand loosened a little, and then he lowered his head and came closer: "Good girls shouldn't listen to this."

"You should cover it earlier," Thea's tone was a little stiff, "It seems a bit late to say this now."

Before her ears were covered, she had already heard that... groans that seemed to be unclear whether it was pain or enjoyment.It came from the other end of the garden, mixed with the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves, it sounded particularly ambiguous.

"Sorry," Bruce let go of her, spreading his hands, "I thought maybe we should go inside now? I'll take you back to New York."

Thea nodded.

Just as the two were about to go back, Thea was suddenly pulled by Bruce again.

The strength in his hand was not small, and Thea was caught off guard by him, staggered, and slammed straight into his arms.Then in the next second, she was pushed back and turned around to lean against the tree trunk - the man's hand was thoughtfully placed on the back of her head to avoid causing her pain, and then the breath that belonged to Brucey's baby was overwhelming. down.

Thea couldn't help but tilt her head.

Then she saw a figure coming from the far end of the garden.