After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Hilda is keen to play the game of playing the villain. This time she not only let Bruce play the ordinary person who was innocently caught, but also asked him to play the superhero who was captured by the villain's trap.

A tie is a nice prop, of course.

Whether it's used to blindfold his eyes, or to bind his hands, it's all... just right.

Hilda swears she really loves the black check!

However, after all, they are law-abiding citizens of Gotham, strictly following the basic principle of "justice must prevail over evil": a superhero is only temporarily humiliated, and he must try his best to recover from the humiliated state, break free, Get out of the dark and take down supervillains who have gone too far.

"You'll pay for what you did, ma'am," her superhero said condescendingly, the sweat-soaked tie thrown casually by the bed, hair glued to her forehead. On his face, it seemed that he had just experienced a fierce battle, and he looked a little embarrassed. However, in the eyes of Hilda who was subdued by him, this kind of embarrassment was charming and unbelievable.

Obviously she could push Bruce down with her hand and easily reverse the situation at the moment, but she completely indulged Bruce who was looking down at her, pretending that she had no resistance at all-this feeling was very interesting, and Hilda didn't hate it.

She licked the corner of her lips: "Oh, I admit that I lost, I was terribly wrong, I am a heinous criminal-my hero, I have already captured you and surrendered to you, but please Listen to my explanation, my crime is completely justifiable...Now I know I was wrong, please, let me go."

She was begging, but her eyes were shining brightly, she didn't seem to be saying "Let me go", but rather "Don't let me go".

Fortunately, Bruce's acting skills are amazing, so he resisted the urge to play.

"Really?" He tightened his chin, bumped it slightly, felt Hilda's body tense suddenly, and then continued, "...Tell me, your reason is excusable."

Hilda was stunned, she stared at Bruce, as if she didn't expect him to actually play the interrogation - to be honest, his cold trial-like expression now inexplicably reminded Hilda of a certain animal Bats - so now Bruce is playing Batman?No, she thought, if she was going to play Batman, then she should have the upper hand, as they had played before, forever, only she tormented Batman, after all, she was the boss!

She stares at Bruce.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and some "impatiently" urged her to continue: "...answer quickly."

Hilda snorted twice.

—Damn, damn.Damn it, she thought, Bruce dared to do that!He has changed—he used to be so obedient! ...But damn it, this way of playing was unexpectedly exciting, so much so that she didn't have the will to resist too much, but wanted to follow him down.

"I," Hilda snapped, gritted her teeth, and began to make up stories cooperatively, "God testifies, I was originally an ordinary, kind, Gotham girl, but... I encountered a beautiful mistake... "

"Oh?"

"Yes, a beautiful mistake," she said slowly, as some kind of mischievous thought came to her heart, "...I fell in love with a man who couldn't respond to me, dear, that really broke my heart... "

Bruce stared at her blankly.

"You should know his name," Hilda pointed at him, her red lips curled up, her eyes provocative, "yes, that's right, I'm in love with Batman."

His eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Hilda could clearly feel the sudden tenseness of his body—oh, that's it, Bruce, honey, she thought triumphantly, and it's your turn to be upset.

"You're in love with... Batman?" he repeated slowly and oddly, lowering his voice.

"Yeah," Hilda replied, so smug that she didn't realize something was wrong in Bruce's tone, and began to act—she sighed deeply, "I, crazy about love... followed him After a long time, I finally found a wonderful opportunity to knock him out, and then..." She raised her hand, and her slender index finger casually touched Bruce's chest, as if accidentally touching his heart, gently Draw a heart, and then she met his lowered blue eyes, "You, understand, yes."

Bruce's eyes deepened, and emotions she couldn't understand rolled in his eyes: "..."

"There is no doubt that it was my first crime—I had already satisfied my obsession, but Batman went crazy—" Hilda began to let her imagination run wild, "He fell in love with Forgot me, chased after me all day, and wanted to be a real boyfriend and girlfriend with me!"

"Really?" Bruce asked, his voice was unhurried, and at the same time, his movements were also unhurried, and he refused to give her a good time.

Hilda subconsciously grabbed his strong arm, her breath was a little unsteady, her eyes glistened, and this time she was really subdued: "...Of course. But, you know——I have already Tired of him and found out that the one I really love isn't him at all, the reason I thought I was in love with him was just mistakenly confusing him with the figure of the one I love, they are... not the same , he is just an insignificant shadow, a stand-in, and I love the real entity, and there is only one person I love—ah!"

She pressed her fingers hard, but Bruce Wayne's movements were stronger than hers. He seemed to be really stimulated by this "story", and he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to act, but started without saying a word. In order to carry out a merciless and stormy punishment on this heinous person.

—He seemed really a little angry.I don't know how long it took, this idea vaguely appeared in Hilda's mind, her eyes focused on the black silk tie not far away, she stretched out her hand, subconsciously reaching for the tie, but she As soon as her fingertips touched the edge of it, the other hand took a step ahead of her, covering the back of her hand possessively, and clasped her tightly.

The heat source is turned up.

His breath fell behind her ears, and after a suppressed low gasp, her mind fell into a brief blank—thus, she also missed his gentle kiss on her neck and the low-pitched statement :

"...you are wrong, completely, utterly, wrong—"

—You mistake your reflection for reality, and what you fall in love with is just a mask.

You are wrong, but I want to give you all the victories.

Ye Yi leaned against the side of the bat cave, spinning the black bat dart in his hand boredly, and yawned.

He listened to the sound of the machine finally turning and knew it was the sound of Batman's arrival.

"You're late." He muttered something in a low voice, which sounded like he was complaining, but actually his tone contained a bit of ridicule—maybe only Ye Yi dared to tease the old father in the whole Bat family. He turned his head and said to Looking at Bruce Wayne's face, he winked and said, "...it was a good night, wasn't it?"

He gets a disapproving glance.

But this can't dampen Ye Yi's good mood at all. Ever since Hilda successfully proposed to his old father, he has been keen to make fun of his old father from various angles, repeatedly testing his bottom line-seriously, why not Woolen cloth?Missing this opportunity, he didn't know how long it would take for Bruce to be in such a good mood.

But today is a little different.

Dick looked at him: "...What's wrong with you? Bruce, are you too tired today? If you need to rest-I can watch the night for you all day."

He swears he said it out of concern, not in any way provocative.

Bruce had already put on his bat armor, put on his helmet, and gave him a cold look.

Alright alright.

Dick shrugged his shoulders and followed him: "I seem to have said the wrong thing, but you should also be kind to me, after all, I am volunteering to help now..."

"You don't have to come." Batman didn't appreciate it.

"And let Jason go up?" He quietly rolled his eyes, "Please—you know that your night watch time has been shifted to the second half of the night, right? Crushing child labor will cause Jason to grow short!"

——though Jason might not think so.

Dick couldn't help touching his nose angrily when he thought of Jason's unhappy look when he was robbed of his job.

Batman got into the Batmobile without a word.

Ye Yi quickly followed, he put on his seat belt, turned his head again amidst the roar of the engine, and asked uncontrollably, "So, why are you unhappy tonight?"

"First of all, I'm not unhappy." Batman replied, looking straight ahead, "Second, it's work time, if you're so bored, I hope you can focus on that weird earthquake in Gotham not long ago, brother The unknown movements of Tan’s underground forces and a few Arkham mental patients who are at large.”

It didn't surprise Dick at all that he said those words.Although Gotham has been extremely peaceful recently, and the lunatics in Arkham were sent back by Hilda on the day they escaped from prison, which greatly reduced Batman's workload, but he will never relax because of this.

Batman is Batman, though, and Nightwing is Nightwing—if Nightwing would just listen to him and keep silent the way Batman does, he wouldn't be Dick Grayson.

"Do you think I can join the Justice League?" He endured silence for a few minutes, and finally broke the silence in the car, "I really like Superman."

"Yeyi!" The old father turned his head and growled at him.

"I was just joking," he held up his hands, "really!"