[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Bruce had to admit, he was actually a little moved.Of course, this heartbeat is not about liking that heartbeat, but that there is someone who can accompany me all the time, and I don’t need to hide anything from her. All my anxiety and depression can be released to her. No matter what I do, she will unconditionally support and help myself .Even his most trusted Alfred, he would not expose his negative emotions to him.The old butler is already old, and he is no longer a young man who can withstand the stimulation of darkness. Usually, his appearance as Batman is enough to make him frightened, and he can no longer add heavier things to him.

But...

"Sorry." Bruce raised his half-closed eyes, and the sincere face of the Oriental girl was reflected in the black pupils: "I appreciate your kindness." He raised his hand to hold her shoulder and pushed her away.

He has been carrying it alone for a long time, and he doesn't care to continue carrying it.If he harmed innocent people because of his selfishness, he will never forgive himself in his life.

The bewitchment was unsuccessful, and the little fox sighed regretfully in his heart.Batman is sometimes restrained and makes people scratch their heads. If he could be a little more presumptuous like the clown, she would have done this a hundred times like him by now!

"Actually." The little fox held Batman's wrist without giving up: "You can't be a soul mate, but you can be a physical mate." She smiled at him, and after so much preparation, she finally revealed her true purpose .

Bruce: ...

"As a lady, you should be more reserved." Don't always talk about the gun...

The word reserved is not in our vixen's dictionary!

"You mean that I shouldn't be so blunt, but should be more tactful, and use other methods to seduce you to take the initiative?" The little fox blinked, innocent and pure.

How on earth did you get such a meaning from a sentence that only has a literal meaning!

Bruce felt that he had nothing to say to the little fox who was full of appointments. After all, his character was limited, and he was not a playboy now, but a dark knight.The most important thing is that he once used the identity of President Wayne to be honest with her in bed. If he used the identity of Batman again, he might be exposed.Although he has eliminated the smell on his body, and erased all the scars, birthmarks, moles and other things with identification, there is no guarantee that there will be no other omissions.

The sirens outside approached quickly from a distance, and Bruce looked out from the window at the end of the corridor, and the policemen with red and blue lights were stopping at the entrance of the nightclub one by one.

"It shouldn't be a problem for me to avoid cross-examination, right?" the little fox, who was lying on the window and poking his head, asked with sideways eyes.

Bruce turned to look at her.

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The night casts the deepest shadow over Gotham, and all the sins and desires that are slightly restrained during the day are released without any scruples under the night.

The modified Batmobile has its unique lines and shape art. The driver turns the steering wheel neatly, and the sound made by the friction between the wheels and the ground is handsome and pleasant.

Little Fox has always wanted to ride in this car, because it is so handsome.Although I didn't make an appointment with Batman today, it's worth it to be able to ride in this car.You know, not everyone has the opportunity to ride the Batmobile.

"What are these buttons for?" Little Fox sat in the co-pilot, looking curiously at the colorful buttons in front of him.It looks so tall, maybe a random button can blow up a building.

"Don't move around." Although he knew that the little fox was not a cheap person, Bruce still reminded him aloud.

"What will happen if I move around?" Even though he asked, the little fox obediently withdrew his hand.

Bruce just turned the steering wheel skillfully, and didn't answer the little fox's question.

"It will blow up—huh?!" The little fox's face changed, and the words on the verge of his mouth were blocked by a muffled grunt.She raised her hand to cover her chest, her hot heart that was about to burn was beating violently as if it was going to burst out of her chest.

From coming to this world until now, the little fox has only had one ration.And the only time I ate it was almost digested by now.This time the hunger was fierce, and it probably had something to do with Batman sitting on the side.

The pure golden power around him kept harassing the little fox's mind. The vixen who had no self-control was panting unbearably at the moment, it was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

This is probably the worst world she has lived in. The little fox bit her lower lip desperately, and did not let go until she tasted the fishy and sweet smell.

"What's the matter with you?" The gap was as small as that of a little fox, and Bruce had to be distracted to pay attention to her.It was fine just now, why did it suddenly become like this?And this state is really a bit strange, as if someone has given some kind of aphrodisiac drug.Could it be a clown?

The Batmobile made a sudden turn, and made a beautifully graceful turn on the empty road.Bruce stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove towards the nearest hospital at an even faster speed.

"Don't... um! Don't go to the hospital." The little fox turned over with difficulty, and his hand, which was as hot as a flame, slowly rested on Bruce's arm.She is in heat and not drugged, what's the use of going to the hospital: "My illness...the hospital can't cure it." She was panting heavily, as if she was about to suffocate.

"What's wrong?" Bruce asked, frowning.

"...You'd better not know." The little fox turned his head away, his sweat-soaked hair clinging to his cheek.

"Then go to the hospital." Whether it can be treated or not will only be known after going to the hospital for an examination.

"Don't!" The hand holding Batman tightened instantly, and the little fox bit his lower lip with a look of embarrassment.Her half-opened eyes had somehow become watery, and crystal-like teardrops slipped from the corners of her eyes that were pink with spring love: "Don't go to the hospital, I'm telling you...don't go to the hospital."

The hands holding the steering wheel tightened. Bruce frowned and looked at the little fox's appearance at the moment. After thinking about it for a moment, he finally changed the direction and drove to the beach.

"Thank you." The little fox closed her eyes with some peace of mind, tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothes.

Located on the beach on the east coast of Gotham City, a tall masked man in black, the princess, strode towards the sea with a petite woman in his arms.

"Well, it's so cool, I like it..." The little fox clinging to Bruce was obsessed with rubbing against his bare neck, soft lips pressed against his skin, sucking lightly and sometimes heavily, It seemed that he wanted to suck the coolness from him into his own body to suppress the anger.

Bruce's body froze, and the place where the little fox was close was as hot and numb as if it was on fire.He turned his head and tilted his neck to the side to avoid the little girl's kiss.

After walking a certain distance into the sea, feeling that the depth was almost the same, Bruce knelt down into the sea on one knee, and carefully put the little fox into the icy water with his arms.

The scorching skin was wrapped by the cold sea water, the little fox couldn't help but gasped in surprise, and shrank back into Bruce's arms.

"It's useless." The little fox leaned his head slightly on Bruce's lap, and quickly adapted to the sea water, and his body became hot again: "It's useless..."

Bruce reached out and touched the little fox's neck, and sure enough, the fire-like temperature didn't drop at all: "What's wrong with you?"

The little fox lowered his eyes halfway, and bit his bright red lips in embarrassment: "Actually..."

Bruce has lived for so many years, and he has never heard of anyone suffering from this disease.This happens for a few months every year, and during this period, you must do those exercises to relieve symptoms, otherwise it may be life-threatening.At first he thought it was just an ordinary sex addiction, but after hearing her last words and the state of hunger and thirst to death, Bruce concluded that this was a new type of disease, not as simple as ordinary sex addiction.

No wonder she has been so keen on dating Pao. It turned out that it was to alleviate her illness.

"You...you stay away from me." The little fox said weakly.The head resting on Batman's lap moved sideways and slammed into the water with a thud.

Cough grunt!The salty sea water poured into his mouth in an instant.

Bruce didn't expect the little fox to come here, and quickly fished him out: "Do you want to die!"

"Ahem!" The little fox coughed while avoiding Bruce's sight, "It's fine to die..."

Letting the little fox die, Bruce knew he couldn't do it.While patting the little fox's back, he was torn in his heart.After a while, Bruce said, "I'll take you to Bruce Wayne's house."

"What Swayne?" Hearing the name at first, the little fox couldn't react.

Seeing that the little fox had apparently forgotten who he was, Bruce's face darkened, he pursed his lips, and quickly sorted out his emotions in his heart: "Your lover."

After being confused for a few seconds, the little fox finally remembered that there was such a person, the high-quality rations she had never had, and she basically forgot about him when she met Batman.

"Don't want him!" The little fox refused harshly, "I don't like him, so I don't want to sleep with him!"

I really want to save you, but you still despise me!Bruce almost broke his expressionless face.

"I like you." The little fox said bluntly: "But I know you don't like me, it doesn't matter, you go, I won't blame you."

Bruce looked down at the little fox who had closed his eyes and seemed to be waiting to die:

"You are forcing me."

The little fox smiled, and slowly opened his eyes: "Did I embarrass you?"

Bruce stared at her for a few seconds, then turned his head and smiled softly, coldly and indifferently: "I'm not the one who suffers."

On the flushed face, the pale and chapped lips hooked: "It's not me either."

The sea breeze in the middle of the night is full of coolness, blowing the sea surface and causing waves.The sea water rushed onto the beach with a splash, soaking the soft sand and then slowly fading away.

Under the bright moonlight, the tall dark knight walked slowly towards the Batmobile by the side of the road with his princess in his arms.

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Although the space of the exquisitely decorated small apartment is limited, it has all internal organs. The layout of one bedroom and one living room is completely sufficient for a single woman who doesn't like clothes, jewelry, or cosmetics.

The energetic little fox came out of the kitchen with a cup of hot cocoa filled with marshmallows. She lazily nestled on the sofa and turned on the TV, spending her last day of vacation leisurely.

"Huh~" After taking a sip of hot cocoa, the little fox sighed comfortably.

I have to say that my vision is really unique.High-quality rations are worthy of being high-quality rations. Apart from the drool-inducing golden power, Batman's physical skills are all first-class.Although the guy looked abstinent and indifferent on the surface, but based on the skills she was tortured that night and almost passed out, this guy is definitely a veteran.

That day, she indulged her lust to torment her body, and finally got her wish and ate the long-coveted body.The feeling of spring breeze overnight is really wonderful, and the full state makes her very comfortable in the next few days of vacation.

The only thing that puzzles her is that she always feels that Batman's body is very familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere...

"This morning, a riot broke out in the Arkham Asylum on the outskirts of Gotham City. The dangerous criminals who were imprisoned inside escaped from the ward..." The newscaster on the TV said while pointing at the electronic screen beside him.

Arkham Asylum?The little fox stared wide-eyed.

On the TV screen, several photos of fugitive criminals were arranged one by one.

"Clown..." He escaped again... The little fox murmured softly while looking at the picture with the largest head portrait.

"Huh?" The hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the little fox's ear, and her hot breath sprayed a large area of ​​skin on her ear, "Call me? Ki~tty!"

Little Fox:! ! !