[Comprehensive] Dachao's little sister

After living in the small town for a few days, they returned to the metropolis, where Clark worked, and the city Superman protected; Looking at everything she could see, she wanted to understand, to get a deeper understanding of the city Clark lived in, rather than through his verbal explanation.

Perhaps her performance was too obvious, the man beside her who was holding her hand chuckled and said in a low magnetic voice: "Sitting in the car, you can indeed see a lot, but it is not as interesting as participating in person; if If you are interested, I would be happy to take you through the metropolis, every part of it is bright and eye-catching."

"You'll like it," Clark said.

"What if it's exactly the opposite of what you said? I don't like it, what should you do?" Ning Yang blinked, soothing the soreness caused by being too focused, and at the same time asked the people around him playfully.

"Then I will show you all the places, not only the metropolis, but also other cities." Picking up Ning Yang's hand, he left a soft kiss on the back of her hand; It is becoming more and more bearable.

He's 'evolving' and so is she.

"Pfft, okay, but you should know, I'm joking; I like this city very much." Ning Yang said with a smile on his face.

Driving, the roar of passing vehicles did not break the love between them.

Like hands clasped together.

Their emotions are always the envy of others.

Clark couldn't see Ning Yang's joke, but even if it was a joke, it didn't matter, because...

He said passionately: "No, it's one of my wishes to show you all the places; I want to share everything I love with you."

Make you unable to leave him.Clark hid the words.

But coincidentally, he heard someone calling him with an urgent voice, and he was not allowed to wait a moment longer; this made Clark somewhat apologetic, and he had to run away as soon as he finished 'liao'.

"Someone is 'calling' me." Blue eyes looked at Ning Yang apologetically, and Ning Yang understood very well that when he chooses this path, he is no longer just a 'Clark Kent' as a reporter, Still an omnipotent 'Superman', he wants to bear this title.

"Be careful on the road, of course I know that nothing physical can hurt you." Ning Yang's words were mocking his crispy magic resistance, and under Clark's helpless but irrefutable eyes, she kissed him. The corner of the mouth, but it didn't stay for long, it was just a light kiss covering blessings, but it was enough to make Clark show a silly white and sweet smile that didn't match Superman when he was flying.

This is a big improvement.

Ning Yang, holding the wallet given by Clark, got off the bus after arriving at the bus stop, holding the home-made ingredients that Martha asked him to bring. In the words of mothers all over the world: home-grown, delicious!

The salary paid by the journalist profession is not bad, but in this expensive city, it is obviously not enough; even if it is enough, Clark will let others see that he is not enough, look at the place where he lives, the age is old.

Ning Yang held his things, looked at the overall dark yellow wall under the eight-story residential building, then lowered his head, and walked in.

Sixth Floor, No. 606.

Just as he was taking out the key and inserting the key into the keyhole, the door to the opposite room opened, and a muscular, upper-body man walked out, with bright tattoos on his muscular elbows; Ning Yang, who knew he couldn't just look at it I only glanced at it, then retracted my gaze, turned to the left, and with a click, the door opened.

There was no 'click' that suggested the door was old.

It seems that Clark is very careful to maintain the place where he lives.

However, there are many things that cannot be avoided by a single person. For example, when Ning Yang opened the door, he was stopped by a lazy voice.

"Little girl, who gave you the key to this door?"

Ning Yang paused, and finally turned his head to look at the source of the sound, leaning against the door frame, wearing a bright red suspenders, and there was such a deep color on his exposed skin, Ning Yang's eyes flickered slightly, she He probably knew something, and he didn't stay for a second before looking at the hostess of the voice.

She thought the question asked by the other party was a bit interesting.

Fellow female intuition is no joke.

"Of course it was given by the male master." Ning Yang said softly, the voice gave off a very bullying feeling.

"Master? That little Mr. Kent?" The corners of his brows were slightly raised, and the look on his face was enough to confirm some of Ning Yang's guesses, especially the behavior and rude words of the man who hadn't left yet.

He pulled the lazy woman into his arms, patted her buttocks, and said, "I haven't left yet, and you miss that four-eyed chick again? It seems that I didn't work hard enough last night. Baby."

"No, you were amazing last night~"

It's not explicit, but Ning Yang, who has never been in contact with this aspect of love, is not very used to it.She wanted tonight, but the other party didn't seem to want to let her go like this.

A word from the woman made the man really notice Ning Yang and have a certain idea.

"So shy, are you a virgin like Mr. Kent~"

The soft voice implied sexual desire. Men are all lustful, but they are divided into levels. Unfortunately, the man who came out is the lowest.

"Virgin? Oh~ black hair...Chinese?" The man who let go of the woman stepped forward, and said with an open look. Just as he was about to reach out, there was a slight sound from the stairs, which attracted everyone's attention.

Clark stood on the last step of this staircase at some point, with his head held high, and he looked at the man with outdated black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were a little dark, and he said, "If I were you, I wouldn't touch him." Not her own woman."

Under the strong aura, Clark walked up step by step. It didn't take much time in the middle. He stood in front of Ning Yang, moved the obstructing hand away, and said: "She is mine, I hope you can respect me." with my love."

"What bullshit respect!! Kid, I see you've been upset for a long time!!" The man poked his neck and said, trying to teach and threaten Clark with the removed hand.

He didn't know Clark's identity, and Clark wouldn't bully an ordinary, rude person.

He held that hand, and with a little force, the other party wailed non-stop. Some people opened the door and looked upstairs or downstairs through the stairs, but no one wanted to get involved in some troubles, and they all shrank back.

No matter how bright the city is, there are places where the sun doesn't shine.

And Clark is the one who works hard to spread the sunshine to the whole world.

"He just said something...well, to be honest." Ning Yang, who was protected behind him, stretched out his hand and placed it on Clark's hand holding the opponent's wrist. The wide sleeve was full of firm touch.He can always dress himself up as a powerless person, wearing baggy, ill-fitting, or cheap clothes, coupled with old-fashioned glasses on the bridge of the nose, suffocated, accented English, and that weak temper , oh, and finally there is the hair that is not taken care of very well.

No one knows that such a person will be a superman who is believed to be a 'god'.

It's really amazing.

Hearing Ning Yang's words, Clark paused, he... also, but it doesn't mean that another man can say that about Ning Yang.

Clark glanced at Ning Yang, he sighed lightly, let go of his hand, and said, "Okay, I see, I know very well."

He was just angry for a moment.Clark let go of his hand, straightening his back, he had a temperament that he didn't have before, his eyes under the lens looked at the man sharply, and successfully calmed him down; Clark said, "I hope you can respect everyone next time."

Saying that, he stopped Ning Yang by the shoulder, led her into the house, closed the door, and there was a sound of kicking the wall outside the house.

"It seems that I have to implement the 'change of residence' as soon as possible." Clark, who kissed Ning Yang's forehead, sighed softly and said; now this house is no longer suitable for living.If it's him alone, it's easy to say anything.

"Where to change?" Ning Yang circled around and put his things on the only table in the house. This is a single room, but it is just suitable for Clark to live alone, and this single room has been tidied up very well by him.

"The environment is better. The house is not only for one person, but two bedrooms and one living room, or three bedrooms and one living room. How about a small villa with its own yard?" Clark said.

Ning Yang took a few steps to the bed and sat down. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't too soft either. Men are like this, and they never care about 'comfort'.

"But that's not cheap." Ning Yang, who was sitting on the bed, raised his head, put his hands on the side of the bed, and said while looking at Clark.

"You can get a loan from the bank," Clark said.

"So you are going to take on debt?" Ning Yang asked.

"No, you're wrong." Clark also walked up to Ning Yang in a few steps, stretched out his hands, held her face, placed a kiss on her forehead, and said softly and with a smile: "It's built in advance." 'lovinghome'."

The soft and warm touch of her forehead made Ning Yang's face burn slightly, and her dan number was indeed too low.

"Okay, it's been so hard for Mr. Kent." Ning Yang teased, pushed him away, stood up, left the unheated bed, and said, "I'm cooking tonight, what do you want to eat? Dear little Kent gentlemen."

"You know, I don't choose." After Ning Yang mentioned the fruits and vegetables brought from the small town and walked into the kitchen, Clark followed suit, rolled up his sleeves like her, and said to her, "I'll help you."

"Cooking together is fun."

What he said made Ning Yang burst into a smile, the corners of her eyes raised slightly, with a touch of provocation; she said: "Compared with fun, I still hope that Mr. Kent will not be a hindrance."

"Compared to being a waste of time, I hope that no one will call me away halfway." Clark said with a wink.

But sometimes the jokes come true. Clark was called out several times in the middle, and even though he tried his best to get back, he still missed the fun he said.

I can only eat Chinese dinner made by Ning Yang.

then……

Sleeping became a problem.

One bed, two people.

Maybe this is an opportunity.

The author has something to say: Every chapter is mocking single dogs (*￣︶￣)

Well... it also includes me, a stupid dog with a single mother

PS: It also includes you little ones! ! ! (Don't even try to run away!)