[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Kissing Joe Ward while he's awake is way better than Batman imagined.

...too much.

The last time they kissed in the secret passage, the little doctor was limp and dizzy, he just opened his mouth blankly and let him invade.

Mouth murmured, the kiss was about to slip on the ground, causing him to have to lift the person onto him again and again.

But now Joward reacted immediately after being stunned, and stretched his hands towards Bruce's throat;

Bruce knew that he was just a harmless lamb who looked like a human and animal on the outside.

He did not dare to neglect.

The two milky white wrists were squeezed into the palms, and pressed high on the top of the opponent's head.

The knees were also pushed to the sides, in case the little madman gave him a sudden blow to his important parts.

Now Joward was at a loss, and was pushed against the glass wall and asked for kisses with the sound of water.

The soft and tender tip of the tongue hid back and forth, but couldn't dodge it, and was forced to push it hard against the man.

But he was too inexperienced, and the tip of his little tongue didn't seem like a rejection, but a hot response.

Bruce let out a low groan, letting go of the boy's lips for the time being.

The tip of the tender red tongue accidentally pushed into his mouth just now——

Really ignorant.

At this moment, both of them were panting a little with the threads of water between their lips.

The little doctor's cat's lips were too tender to withstand such an intense kissing technique, and they became red and swollen.

The plump lips were pouting slightly, still looking like they wanted to be kissed hard all day long.

Joe Ward was panting so badly that he couldn't utter a complete word for a long time: "You..."

Bruce whispered: "Telepathy, forgot how to use it?"

Joward certainly remembered how to use it.

This is the most useless system skill he has always felt. The activation condition is either the exchange of body fluids or large-scale contact. When encountering those with super willpower, it will become a two-way induction. No matter how you look at it, you are at your own disadvantage.

But now his posture is shamefully restrained on the glass curtain wall. Although he knows that there will be no one else in the manor, he still has the illusion of being watched by everyone.

He had to take a step back: "You hurt me, sir. Let's change the place first and sit down to talk."

Bruce: "Okay."

In the next second, Joward immediately regretted:

He has really been moved.

The man grabbed his wrists and hugged him, and pressed him directly on the big bed.

Joe Ward: "..."

At this point, Joe Ward had to obey him and call the system to turn on telepathy;

During the activation of this skill, Bruce leaned down again, tasting his lips and tongue carefully like a long-awaited prey.

When the little doctor's consciousness trembled into his brain, even though he was ready, Bruce still frowned slightly, using all his restraint to restrain himself from pushing him out.

This is actually very difficult for the Gotham Knights.

His brain, the source of all his sense of control, is the most heavily guarded dark fortress.

Asking another person to telepathize oneself is something that was impossible for Batman in the past.

Especially Joward was angrily kissed by him, his consciousness was like a fluffy cat's paw with its nails stretched out, and it turned around as soon as it came in, which was a bit perfunctory.

Then the cat's paw, in the depths of his consciousness, touched a pair of pointed bat ears.

The nail snapped back.

His little boy stopped deep in his consciousness, dug out the soft pads, and touched his pointed ears carefully and carefully.

—it was the big bat kissing him.

The little doctor finally fully confirmed this.

He was completely bewildered.The tip of the tongue that was actively resisting did not move, and the blue eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the handsome man on top of him.

but.

why.

Joward searched around in his mind.

The Dark Knight's affection for him was only a small, insignificant lump at first.

It started with the first meeting, sweet pea and pumpkin soup on a snowy night.

He remained calm and didn't tell anyone.

He just sewed a pocket into his dark cloak, and carried this little warm thing around, and walked around with him.

The knight silently guarded his little prince, guarding the hope of all of them at the time.

He sees everything.He looked into his blue eyes, watched him cry, watched him laugh, watched him work hard for all of them, watched him try to keep the superheroes who were supposed to protect him from being defenseless himself in the old cotton coat.

He saw his dark past, watched his little boy hide the bloody old wound by himself, and then gave the young Chaoying one by one, the softest and most beautiful good night kiss.

In the beginning, it was just a very small ball.

The Dark Knight is adding a little more to his pockets every day.Add a little today and a little tomorrow.

The brave little prince came back triumphantly without any danger. The dark knight remained silent and gave him a big boost.

The little candy buns from Christmas Eve threw themselves on him, and he didn't even have time to add them, but it was a kiss when he picked them up.

He was mortally wounded in a fierce battle with Baine at the Battle of Brainiac.But he thought, he still had to prepare his teammates, his little boy, the worst-case scenario they had to adopt.

He paved the way for his little boy, marking the bat with his own blood along the way.

When the dark knight lost a lot of blood, he leaned against a dark corner alone, panting with difficulty.

At that time, he saw apparitions.

He saw his brave and clever little boy, following his mark all the way.

Just like every time before, he followed behind him without hesitation.

—and he knew his little boy could do it.

His cloak is very wide, but he can't bear such an addition.

He couldn't hide it.

That warm mass of emotion has already begun to pass over the cold Kevlar armor and touch his scarred body.

And then today, he wrapped it tightly in a black lacquered cloak, not allowing himself to reveal half of his feelings, and he leaked it with a puff.

Missed a lot.