Mrs Wayne

Superman looked at me fiercely, so what?You are so fierce and you have to work too!

The man took a deep breath, and then I stared at him and gave a warning full of danger, "Record the past between me and Bruce, and you have to submit the manuscript tomorrow."

The boss is just so rude.

Superman pursed his lips, the man was silent for a while, and instantly tore the thing in his hand into pieces, and the piece of paper that was just intact under his palm instantly turned into powder.

My eyes are wrong for a second, why do you want to rebel!

I'm the woman who pays you, I raised my eyebrows expressionlessly, "Do you understand? Kent."

Clark Kent, Metropolitan reporter, my newly bought man, looked at me quietly through his pair of black-rimmed glasses at this moment, "You know I'm Superman."

"You also know that no matter which newspaper office you go to work for, I can buy that newspaper office in an instant."

Clark Kent: ...

He really took a long breath, and after a long time, he held his pen and said, "Continue."

We ended up talking about my husband, ah, my husband Bruce, sweetheart, and I couldn't help laughing as I said, "The first time I saw Bruce, I was like, oh, foreign God, he is really handsome, and he is even more handsome when he smiles, his eyes seem to be shining."

I turned my head and looked at the man beside me. He also has a pair of blue eyes, but the shape of his eyes is completely different from that of my husband. He just turned his head at this time. Our eyes met, and we were pulling the tie for a moment. Clark paused.

"It's very beautiful blue eyes, very beautiful."

He looked away in embarrassment for a moment.

Speaking of this, I immediately fell into the scene where I met my husband, "At that time, I had just joined the branch of Wayne Enterprises as an intern. When we met for the first time, he was there alone wearing a baseball cap. Moving things, there are all kinds of people passing by, looking very anxious, but he is the only one who is serious about moving things." He looks like a down-to-earth and reliable man.

"At that time, the sweat soaked his face, slid down his face, and wet his chest. I really..."

"Do you understand?" I turned my head to ask for approval from Clark Kent beside me, "That's the feeling, everyone around is the background board, and only he is the right person."

Clark Kent: "Nor..."

My eyes became dangerous for a moment, Superman was silent for a while, and did not continue speaking very wisely.

"Then he told me the first words we met, Miss, is there anything I can do to help you?" I bit my lip, thinking about it now, I feel like the blood in my body is boiling. It was like returning to yesterday in an instant, "He put down the things in his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then looked down at me, then suddenly showed a silly smile, and added, this beautiful Miss Dongfang. "

I held my face and sighed, "Yes, I didn't say that. I was also super beautiful at that time. At that time, I did makeup for three hours for my internship."

Clark Kent: ...

Superman showed a slightly tangled expression in front of me. He stared at me for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and coughed while laughing. For the first time, he showed a somewhat interested expression, "And then what? ?”

"Then……"

Just when I was about to talk to him, there was a knock on the door suddenly, Grandpa Afu walked in, then came to my side, bent down and whispered in my ear, "Ma'am, the young master seems to have a fever gone."

I stood up immediately, Clark Kent raised his head and looked at me, his blue eyes seemed to have a moment of scrutiny.

In an instant, I lost the mood to talk to Superman, and now I obviously have more anxious things.

I couldn't help but lowered my voice and confirmed to Ah Fu in a low voice, "What's the situation? How bad is it?"

Ah Fu's expression was also a little dignified, "The young master's condition is not very good, he has already called a private doctor, but..."

But what, I was so anxious, I didn't want to delay here for a second, I immediately issued an order to chase away Superman, and returned to the noble and glamorous look when we first met, "Since this is already the case, come first Here."

"But..." Clark Kent paused, and the handsome young man in a blue suit said, "I haven't finished yet, column."

I said casually and absent-mindedly, "That's nothing, just make up your own strengths and make it up."

Clark Kent: ...

I hurriedly handed him over to Ah Fu, and I hurried back to the bedroom like this. I was really angry. When I woke up this morning, why didn't I find that he was not in a good condition.Thinking of yesterday, the husband who became Batman was beaten violently, no wonder he is sick now.

Sure enough... such a dangerous thing still needs to take advantage of the US dollar, and if you can let others do it, you must not do it yourself.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. After opening the door, I saw Bruce in pajamas, lying on the bed at the moment. I walked over and touched his head, feeling very hot.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to be in a state of chaos, he closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were still trembling, and his breathing fluctuated from time to time, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.After I married him, he has been in good health. Seeing him in such a serious condition, I felt so distressed that I was about to cry. I stretched out my hand and held his hand tightly.

I just felt that the other party's hands were also very hot, and Bruce lying on the bed showed a feeling of sickness that was completely different from the usual cheerfulness.

Although my husband wants to be a superhero himself, but sure enough, every time I see him hurt, I feel really uncomfortable.

Noticing that Bruce's lips were a little dry, I picked up some water from the side to feed him, but he suddenly opened his mouth, causing the water in my hand to almost spill out. When he was dirtying the sheets beside him, he suddenly heard a soft word.

"Mom..."

Hey?

My eyes widened, I leaned over and listened again, and slowly uttered a soft word from the slightly pale man's mouth.

Are you calling Mama Martha?

Although I really want to spray him, why didn't he call me! ?But when I think about it, I know that my husband at this moment is probably going to have a fever. He sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand, wishing to cool him down with his slightly cold hand. He felt that the moment his hand touched his face, It was like touching a piece of hot magma.

I became more and more anxious in my heart, so I hurriedly called Mama Martha and Papa Thomas over together. The two of them were also very anxious when they saw Bruce burn like this.

Mother Martha stretched out her hand distressedly, and held Bruce's head directly, "Oh, my dear little Bruce, how did you become like this."

Isn't this because of a few blind spots last night?The reason for running to be a superhero and being beaten.

Although I thought so in my heart, my anxiety was not much less than that of Martha's mother, and I was even a little irritable. Thomas' father didn't say anything, but his expression was very serious. Uneasy look.

My husband opened his eyes in a daze. First he saw Mama Martha holding him, and then he looked at Papa Thomas. Tears were about to come out all of a sudden.

He looked extremely complicated, as if he was about to cry. When he was most vulnerable, it was as if he had seen the most anticipated thing, as if he had seen the surprise and disbelief of a Christmas gift.

Bruce said softly, "Daddy, Mommy..."

I have question marks all over my head, where is his wife?His older wife was standing beside him, but seeing his painful and sad appearance, my heart softened again.

Mother Martha gently reached out and stroked his forehead, "I'm here, Bruce."

In an instant, real tears rolled in his eyes, and a trace of relief appeared on his handsome face, "You are still..."

"That's great."

After comforting Bruce, Martha's mother immediately looked at me worriedly, "What happened?"

I sobbed, and immediately began to sell miserably, "That's right, didn't he take over the company again recently, he was a newcomer, everyone..."

Playing out my own character as a dramatist, I simply described my husband as a small cabbage in the field, which is a miserable comparison.

"I still have to be Batman at night, it's so hard, those people still beat him..." I hesitated to speak, when I thought of those people beating him, the OB on the edge of Superman would get angry, so I said it unceremoniously, " He's injured again and I don't know what to do."

"Dad, does he still have to go to work tomorrow?" Should he take a break?

"I don't actually mean not wanting to go to work, it's just that he looks very bad now, and I think he might have to rest for a month and a half." I said sadly, "After all, if it wasn't for protecting brother Tan, how could he be like this."

Mother Martha's distress was visible to the naked eye, and she immediately turned on Thomas's father with full firepower. Thomas's father didn't care about it, as if being sick was no big deal, but in fact, he kept pulling his neck and secretly watching the situation here.Mama Martha was very angry, she lowered her voice, "If you didn't let him come back suddenly, how could Bruce get sick?"

"And my son has to work part-time as Batman to protect the rich and stupid pigs in Gotham. It's very hard!"

Papa Thomas: ... who's Gotham's stupid pig?

Dad's face collapsed under our crying.

Plan pass√

In the end, my dad, who was trying to squeeze Bruce out and go off to retire with my mom, had to work a little longer so my husband could heal.

This is good, my husband hurts himself.

Why didn't he take half a year's vacation, so we can go out for a trip or something...

He's been suffocating me lately. My husband used to like to travel with me. We've been to five-star hotels all over the world. Even if he becomes the president, he doesn't want to go out at all. It's not like him.

After Mom and Dad went to rest, I stretched out my hand and stroked his forehead again.

Just when I was sitting by the bed watching him quietly, I suddenly felt that he seemed to grab my wrist suddenly. I was stunned for a moment, only to see the man opened my eyes, even though his expression was tired, but Those blue eyes were exceptionally sharp, and he looked at me quietly for a long, long time.

For a long time, the whole room was so quiet that only our heartbeats could be heard.

I couldn't help but pouted and smacked him cautiously, "You only called mother's name just now..." How old are you.

The handsome and slightly downcast man in pajamas hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked softly, "Then, your name..."

"what?"

He looked at me quietly for a long, long time, as if he was in some kind of psychological struggle. The man lying on the bed looked at me seriously, those blue eyes seemed to be brewing a storm. Full of complications and struggles, "Tell me, your name..."

"What is..."

The author has something to say:

Black Bat: Let me see what this wife's name is, I'm curious, I need to know, I want to be honest with myself

White Bat: Ah...

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How to say, I found that many people were puzzled, explain, Bruce didn't want to immerse himself in the past

So he didn't even think about what his wife's name was...

and now

The author has something to say:

Black Bat: Let me see what this wife's name is, I'm curious, I need to know, I want to be honest with myself

Luoxi:? ? ?

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How to say, I found that many people were puzzled, explain, Bruce didn't want to immerse himself in the past

So he didn't even think about what his wife's name was...

and now