Mrs Wayne

Dick Grayson stood a little cautiously in the spacious and luxurious room. The young man, who looked a little weak due to long-term malnutrition, was staying quietly in the quiet room at the moment, feeling a little flustered in his heart.Now he is not the man who can take the lead in Bludhaven in the future, and Ye Yi scolded his father for being inappropriate. At this moment, he has just experienced the pain of losing his father and mother, and he is still in chaos Among the children, he looked around vigilantly until a man walked in front of him.

It was a very handsome man. He had deep eyes and a high nose bridge. His pair of blue eyes made him look extraordinarily cold. The man in the black coat just looked at him, "Yes This kid."

Dick heard the other party say this.

"Yes, young master, he does look somewhat similar to you, doesn't he?" the gray-haired butler standing behind the other said, "He is a very energetic young man."

The man didn't say anything, just looked him up and down, and the tall and handsome young man only asked, "Do you like to talk?"

Dick raised his head, his sky blue eyes were full of doubts, "What? Sir."

The other party seemed to have thought of something, and his expression sank a bit, "I said, do you like to talk, and you will talk endlessly."

"No." The young man who was not talkative but could tell cold jokes stared blankly at the calm and handsome man in front of him and let out a long sigh of relief, "Alfred, it must be him."

Dick: ...?

The boy who was hastily pushed to the guest room to rest, turned his head and only heard an intermittent voice from behind, "I'm very happy, young master, you finally have a sense of wanting to start a family."

"Oh, get married, no, I'm just..." He heard the man's voice full of sighs, "He is indeed somewhat similar to me, to some extent."

Alfred shook his head. The elder butler watched him take care of him with great painstaking care. The grown-up young master said with emotion, "But he is different from you, young master. If you have your own The kids will definitely know that it's a completely different feeling."

Bruce pursed his lips slightly when he heard this, "No, Ah Fu, I have no intention of getting married."

Yes, the wife in another world doesn't count, since Bruce Wayne was going to be Batman, he has no plans to get married, and he can't think of himself going back to the past, like him A person who wants to control and has a deep mind will not have a woman who can open his heart.

What's more, except for Luo Xi, he feels betrayed when he is with any woman now.

Except for Luoxi, he certainly didn't want to contact any other women. He heard the butler beside him continue to sigh, "This is different. I hope, young master, you can have a lover, a real lover. When you meet her You will feel that the world is no longer cloudy, you will feel that the sky in Gotham is vanilla, and you will even feel that it is a happy thing to go back to Wayne’s manor and meet her.”

"This is something that children can't replace. If the master and wife are still there, they will definitely look forward to it." Alfred paused, "They will hope that someone loves you, and you love others."

Bruce froze for a moment, and the man in the dark overcoat lowered his eyes. Yes, his parents did expect that. In fact, that little wife did give him such a feeling.

He likes being with her, he likes seeing her smile, and he wants to give her everything he has, as long as she can be happy.

Even when he sees her, his heart will be soft. As long as he sees her, he will only feel pity and love. She is like a rose that should be cared for. blowing rain.

The more she got in touch with him, the more clearly she felt how unsuitable this world of Gotham was for her. The whole world of Gotham was filled with madness. Everyone around him looked like a lunatic, and she couldn't accept it. such a world.

He can't even imagine the moment when the other party is here. As long as he thinks about it, Bruce just wants to hold the other party firmly in his hands. He may go crazy. As long as he wants her to fall into this world, he has no way A moment of peace of mind.

He may even do some bad things, and his desire to control will never allow the other party to go beyond his range.

Fortunately, the other party still lives in another world, a world where happiness is loved by others.

Thinking of this, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, and met his butler with a meaningful expression, "Master, you are in love."

Bruce: "No."

"When you have someone you love, your eyes become softer, you want to be with her all the time, you want to melt her into your bones, you want to make her a part of you." Alf Reid looked at the child he brought up with his own hands, and confirmed with gentle eyes, "What kind of person is she?"

Bruce Wayne fell silent when he heard this.

"No, there is no such person."

"Gotham's Batman doesn't need someone like that."

Alfred was silent for a long time, "But Bruce Wayne needs, everyone needs such a person."

"Who are you, master, are you just Batman?"

Bruce Wayne was silent when he heard this, "Maybe so."

Who brought this stubborn child out...

Alfred smiled and thought that maybe when the mistress appeared, everything would be clear.

When Bruce woke up again, facing the warm wind constantly blowing from the window, he instinctively thought whether this kind of wind would make Luoxi catch a cold. She always likes to sleep with the quilt lifted, which is very easy cold.

When he came to his senses, he had already walked to the window, and a familiar female voice came from behind. The voice of that person was soft, and just hearing it made him feel peaceful in his heart.

"Bruce, what are you doing?"

He turned around and saw only his little wife, who was wearing a rare white dress, looking at him quietly, "Clean up quickly, our guests are here."

After Bruce tidied up his clothes, he walked out the door and saw a man who seemed to have known him sitting in the living room at the moment. The man in blue bound hands, a navy blue suit and a bright red cloak looked up at them, Then he nodded very reservedly, "Hi, I'm Strange."

It's Doctor Strange, Bruce stared at him and thought casually, he turned his eyes to his little wife beside him, and the other party explained with a smile, "Do you remember the last time Dad told Uncle Edward about it? The other party introduced us to the next Dr Lankey."

"Oh, that would be great."

"Yes, Dr. Strange is currently looking for a job. I heard that he cuts the space anytime and anywhere, and is planning to make him our new bodyguard."

Bruce: ...his wife's talent for finding serf thugs is extraordinary.

Do you plan to buy half of Avengers next time?

"It's a pity that although Dr. Strange is a magician, he can't make one-time defensive magic props." His wife's expression was slightly downcast, and Bruce instinctively stretched out his hand to pat her. Bruce comforted, "The ability to travel through time and space is already a remarkable ability."

"It's a pity that Dr. Strange doesn't accept apprentices, otherwise maybe our whole family can learn from him."

Bruce: ...

"Want to study together?"

The little wife said with great anticipation, "Yes, maybe some superheroes have new skills, if not impossible, I really want Mr. Stark to build us a new armor, presumably his ability will be better than The family's technology department is more advanced."

Bruce: ...Does Tony Stark know you're thinking of him as a serf?

He must not know!

He noticed that Strange's hands still shook a little when he heard this sentence, and then the young doctor raised his eyebrows, "You know, if it wasn't for the introduction, I would rarely answer such a long question. List of time services."

Little wife, "We will increase the price."

Strange nodded in satisfaction.

Bruce: ...

Strange stood up and said to his wife, "Can I have a chat with Mr. Wayne alone."

Luo Xi smiled softly, "Okay then."

After watching his little wife walk out the door, Bruce restrained the soft smile on his face, and what he met was Strange's eyes that seemed to see everything, "You know, we met last time."

"Yes, I know." Bruce Wayne stood still and looked at him, "I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Strange, Supreme Mage."

"It seems that you did investigate me." Strange said without any surprise, "Alright. You have indeed always been like this."

"You are more than I expected."

How come they are so approachable to accept such an order?

Strange was silent for a while, "The Supreme Mage will also survive."

The implication is that we also want to thank you for your meal.

According to legend, the Supreme Mage can see the past and the future. Bruce didn't know the truth of this matter, but he did feel a kind of unknown oppression from the other party. Strange looked at him and said, "You are not expecting to see the future?" It should be your own."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Strange said very calmly, "Yes, you know, you have always known what you are doing, and you have become more and more comfortable playing the other person, but you are not him after all."

"You shouldn't get involved any more, go back to where you belong, you are not needed here."

Bruce completely restrained the smile on his face when he heard this, and he looked at Doctor Strange quietly in front of him at the moment, "Why do you say that."

"Because there is no place for you in your future 100 possibilities."

He couldn't stop laughing now, and the other party even raised his eyebrows and said, "It's possible, including Superman, but you... No, you can't."

The smile was completely gone from Bruce's face, "Wait, Superman?"

"Don't you know? Your little wife and the fate of many people can be involved. Every world has its own possibilities. Superman, Iron Man, Captain America, anyone is possible, but you..." Yes The side said without changing his face, "We both know how difficult it is."

Bruce fell silent, "Are you trying to convince me to quit?"

"No, I'm persuading the guard to take good care of my treasure. Although I say so, she will belong to Bruce Wayne after all."

Strange paused, "And don't let her learn the ability of mages from me."

Bruce was a little unhappy when he was said, "Maybe it's not good for you to talk to her in person?"

"She's too rich." Strange said quietly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."

Bruce: ...

"Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice. Don't try to violate your own established destiny. It may cause even greater tragedies."

Just when he was deep in thought, the little wife slipped back again, "Are you finished talking? By the way, Dr. Strange, I happen to have something to ask you. How many children will Bruce and I have in the future? You can give money..."

Bruce: Wife, do you really take him as a fortune teller?

But unexpectedly, Strange paused, "There are six children in total, three are not biological, oh, three or two, maybe I'm wrong, but you will have children of your own after all .”

"Really? Boy or girl?" His little wife said with a cute face, "I can add money when you are born."

"Two men and one woman, or one man and one woman." Then Strange said something that sent a chill down Bruce's spine, "It depends on how hard your husband works."

Bruce: ...

Facing his wife's sparkling eyes, Bruce suddenly had a headache.

"No." He said insincerely to Luo Xi, "No."

His wife's smile disappeared a lot in an instant. Seeing her aggrieved look, Bruce felt a little irritable and distressed again. Admit it, he thought a little self-deprecatingly, you just can't do anything to her, you love her, you care She is far better than you can imagine.

But what exactly does the Supreme Master mean?

So he decided, "Honey, is there anything else you want to ask?"

He looked at Luoxi and said seriously, "You can ask anything you want, money is not a problem."

Strange next to him raised his eyebrows, and Bruce smiled as he hugged his wife into his arms, only to hear the other party continue to ask, "Will I be with Bruce forever?"

The little wife thought for a while, then sighed, "Forget it, you better stop answering."

"Yes." Strange raised his head and glanced at him, then said affirmatively, "You are made for each other."

When Bruce heard this, his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he said affirmatively to Dr. Strange, "I will give you more money."

Strange: ...What a match made in heaven.

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Although we encountered the terrible court of owls, he couldn't affect us. It happened that the latest opera was released in Gotham this month, so my parents took me and Bruce to the Gotham Theater to watch the opera.

God Opera, you know?

As an Asian I said...what the hell is that singing.

It would be better to let me be happy with Bruce at home, but after all, it is an invitation from my parents, so I have to talk to Bruce to see what he thinks.

Yes, my husband actually doesn't like to watch operas very much, but considering his parents, hey, who doesn't want to accompany his parents.

"Opera?" The man who was working at home was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. He raised his head to look at me, and then said with a complicated expression, "Opera... an opera at the Gotham Coliseum?"

"Is there any problem with the opera?" I looked him up and down suspiciously, and asked hesitantly, "Do you not want to go either?"

In order to understand my parents' preferences, I somehow knew the general type of opera. Bruce pursed his lips and said nothing. He stretched out his hand to me, and then took me back to his arms. The man leaned on my shoulder and whispered Sighed, "Opera, yeah."

I was a little confused by Bruce's weird mood, but after Bruce hugged me and finished the work, I confirmed, "Do you want to go?"

Bruce was silent for a moment, "Maybe, I really should go to another opera."

He's in a bad mood today...

When watching operas in the past, although he was not too excited, he never seemed so indifferent. Yes, he was indifferent. He gave me the feeling that he was very resistant to opera.

"If you don't want to go."

Bruce looked at me and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go?"

"If you all want to go, I can."

When we drove to the opera house at night, my parents immediately ran to the seats and sat down. They are hardcore opera fans, and they are the models of the rich people in the upper class. I don’t think there’s anything good about opera, and I don’t understand it very well. Of course, I don’t want to be like them. At most, I can be perfunctory when they chat.

Compared with excited parents, I care more about Bruce. Yes, I feel that since I came to the Gotham Grand Theater, Bruce has an indescribable impetuousness. The man in the black coat is holding my hand seriously. Looking around all the surrounding environment, he set his eyes on the spacious stage and wide seats, and even looked at everyone seriously, and his tightly wrinkled eyebrows showed how uneasy he was about the current environment .

He has never been so disturbed, I stretched out my hand and patted the back of his hand soothingly, Bruce looked at me as if he had just woken up from a dream, and I saw cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "What the hell are you doing?" gone?"

Bruce shook his head, then he patted me, raised his head to indicate that the opera was about to begin, and with the drowsy soprano, I turned my gaze to the stage.

After years of development, the drama performed on the stage has become extremely realistic, including all kinds of small animals that appear during the performance, and even the bats are simulated vividly. I noticed that when the bat appeared, Bruce’s His face became extremely cold, and his palms were a little cold. I was really worried about his situation, and I leaned over to confirm again in a low voice, "Are you really all right? My dear."

Bruce squeezed my hand, "No, it's nothing."

"But you look very bad."

A soprano's intermittent singing came from the stage, I lowered my voice and leaned against him and said, "Are you in poor health?"

Our movement drew inquiries from our parents, and Mother Martha confirmed curiously, "What's the matter, son, you don't look very good."

Bruce shook his head, signaling Mama Martha and Papa Thomas to continue watching the opera, but he held my hand even tighter, and Bruce almost pressed his whole body on my body, not so much that he held my hand. Watching the opera with his hands, it would be better to say that he almost put me in his arms. He had a slight uneasiness on his face, which was a kind of uneasiness spreading from his bones, as if he was facing his own nightmare, even though he had already He has completely overcome these fears, but when he faces them again, he will still be terrified.

I feel like I didn’t listen to anything during the whole opera, and I was treated as a cat sucker all the time, and I was sucked by my big cat husband to continue my life...?

What happened to him?Is something wrong?

But I didn't go to the opera with him much before, so I can only understand that he didn't like it either.

When the opera ended, Mama Martha and Papa Thomas were still immersed in the opera, and my husband also looked at his parents with complicated and relieved expressions. Papa Thomas stood up and supported the back of the chair beside him. The first to like it, "Not bad, it is indeed a famous tour group, it is very in place."

Mama Martha also smiled and said, "Yes, I haven't heard such a wonderful performance for a long time, and I am looking forward to their next performance."

Originally we were going to go out through the gate, but it happened that the theater just had the gate repaired, so everyone went out through his back door. I pulled Bruce and followed my parents, a step away from them, Listening to my parents talking about the content of the opera just now while walking, and walking out to take a breath of fresh air, I couldn't help smiling and said to Bruce beside me, "It seems that my parents will be very excited again tonight. "

Bruce nodded. There was a lot of people coming and going around, and many people passed us by talking excitedly.

The dark street lights made the alley a bit dark, but fortunately, there were so many people leaving the alley, which made the whole dark and gloomy alley more popular, surrounded by tall buildings, which looked extraordinarily gloomy in the dark night, just When we were about to reach the main road, suddenly a dirty man wearing a red hat came out from the corner of the crowd, holding a dirty gun in his hand, the black muzzle He pointed straight at several of us, "Oh, Mr. Wayne, Mrs. Wayne."

He gave us a very cold and pale smile, "I've heard of you, good people in town."

The man's eyes were black and blue, his teeth were yellowish, and he looked more terrifying and crazy in the dark night. He stretched out his hand, spread it out to us, and continued, "The richest man in Gotham is really amazing!" I envy."

The people around screamed in horror because of his actions, and Bruce dragged me behind him in an instant. The man with the red felt hat on his head who looked like a tramp held his rifle like this Approaching us, "Hand over your money."

"Now."

The author has something to say:

Theater again...

But the young master is no longer the young master at that time.

He has a wife, what!

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But what did Guardian Sweetheart do wrong? [Comprehensive]

Kazuhiko Moritani, male, 17 years old, a time traveler, a world-class phantom thief, and an associate cadre of a well-known brewery.

At this moment, I found that I was held in the palm of my hand by a kid in a black suit with a bandage on his right eye and looked at him strangely.

"Dazai, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? I gave birth to an egg~"

Kazuhiko Moritani looked at the common sense stuffed into his head, and wanted to pick up the AKM for a moment and suddenly jumped into the world.

Knock in the mother heard it!Knock in mom!He is the majestic ghost thief Noah, a quasi-cadre of the transnational black-clothed organization, why would he dress up as Dazai Osamu's guardian!protect!sweet!Heart!