[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

After Bruce followed Warlock into the office, he was pushed into the lounge by him. Warlock seemed to have forgotten that he didn't allow anyone to enter the lounge after he drew a magic circle last time, and he didn't have time to clean up the lounge. When I pushed in, I almost stepped into the magic circle.

Bruce raised one foot and looked back. Warlock closed the door of the lounge very intimately. Bruce could vaguely hear Angelina talking to him.

Obviously, Warlock didn't have time to deal with the remaining small problems in this room, and Bruce could only cross the magic circle that occupied two-thirds of the area to reach the opposite bed.

Slowly withdrawing his feet, Bruce squatted down to observe the faintly shining runes. These runes were not stable, and they seemed to be completely extinguished in the next second.

Bruce took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, taking pictures of the runes one by one, all of which are of research value.Although he didn't know why Warlock drew the magic circle in the office lounge, but since he decided to believe him, Bruce decided to ask Warlock when he was free.

Rubbing against the wall and passing the edge of the magic circle, when Bruce reached the other side of the magic circle, sweat oozed from his forehead. At this time, he wished so much that he could just hook the outer wall and cross over with a hook gun. Be careful not to touch the magic circle and cause danger. It took seven or eight minutes to walk for 1 minute.

Lying down on the bed covered with dark red sheets, he could see a ray of sunlight through the tightly drawn curtains. Bruce turned over and looked at the magic circle on the floor. There was a faint smell of Warlock in his nose. The mood that was still extremely excited fell silent a little bit, and the sleepiness took away the last bit of clarity from him.

He didn't sleep deeply, and there were always unstoppable sounds in his ears, women's high-heeled shoes stepping back and forth on the floor, doors that kept opening and closing, pages turning, and conversations in different voices.

Suddenly, strange and illusory voices sounded in Bruce's ear again, including the sound of flapping wings, the howling of wild beasts, and the sharp screams of men and women, who seemed to be laughing or howling...

"Bruce, wake up, there is a meeting..."

Warlock sat on the edge of the bed and poked Bruce's face, watching with satisfaction that Bruce's fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then revealed the blue gemstones hidden in the eyelids.

Warlock's voice allowed Bruce to open his eyes. At that moment, what he saw was not Warlock, but the scorched earth burning with endless desolation, and above the scorched earth was a blood-red moon.

Blinking again, all the illusions in Bruce's eyes disappeared, leaving only Warlock who was harassing Bruce with his fingertips.

The magic circle in the lounge has disappeared, and the tightly drawn curtains have been pulled open, leaving only a layer of tulle floating randomly by the wind blowing in after the window was opened.

"Is it time so soon? I feel like I haven't slept long." Bruce sat up and yawned, opened his eyes and looked at Warlock for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and fell on Warlock.

Warlock supported the bed with one hand and put his arms around Bruce, and as expected, Bruce closed his eyes again.

Alfred and Warlock had said before that it was very difficult to wake Bruce up. Warlock had been mentally prepared, pushed Bruce to sit upright, smoothed the wrinkled collar, re-tied his tie, and carefully After taking a closer look and confirming that there is nothing wrong with Bruce except that he has not opened his eyes, he nodded in satisfaction.

"There are still 1 minutes to start the meeting, and almost all the participants have arrived. Today is to listen to the report on the appropriation work of the Urban Construction Bureau for this quarter, and about the Gotham Centennial celebration next week..."

Bruce listened to Warlock talking about the agenda of the meeting, and his mind gradually became clear. Just when he was thinking about how many years Gotham was born this year, there was a strange noise in the air, and a black shadow blocked the sunlight that was shining on him.

Warm lips touched Bruce's eyes, and he opened them in surprise to see Warlock straighten up.

"Send you a kiss of true love, it's time for the Sleeping Prince to wake up, the Kingdom of Gotham is waiting for her guardian."

A playful kiss made Bruce's depressed mood a bit better, and he couldn't explain why he was depressed, but he knew that this depression and gradually improving mood had something to do with Warlock.

When the two walked into the meeting room side by side, it was already full of people, either looking at today's meeting outline, or talking with the people around them, and the whole meeting room was very noisy.

Many people wondered why Warlock didn't arrive early for this meeting. According to past practice, he would come to the conference room 5 minutes earlier. Gotham officials would arrive earlier than Warlock in order to show their diligence and dedication. This time Warlock was strangely late.

"It's great to see the place full of old friends again, which is very thankful," Warlock said jokingly.

The officials sitting at the bottom nodded with a look of approval and lingering fear. In the city of Gotham, no one knows whether the accident or tomorrow will come first. Before danger and death, no one has the privilege.

Many people focused their attention on the man next to Warlock, and the clerk graciously added a chair to the right of Warlock's main seat so that Bruce Wayne could sit down.

"I would like to introduce a new friend to you today, Bruce Wayne, my newest advisor, who will help me with my work for a long time, everyone is welcome."

Warlock applauded while introducing Bruce, and officials who knew or didn't know that Bruce Wayne became the mayor's advisor all applauded.

In any case, Wayne is an important guarantee for the smooth operation of the upper city hall. The money he donates to the city government every year can fill part of the losses caused by crimes and vigilantes.

Bruce stood up and bowed slightly to Warlock's lower head, expressing his friendliness.

During Warlock's two years as acting mayor, many officials have been replaced by boiling frogs in warm water. Most of the people here are capable of doing practical things. They may have shortcomings of one kind or another, but they hope that Gotham will be better. Good intentions are true, and these officials who are willing to pay for Gotham deserve Bruce Wayne's respect.

After introducing Bruce, Warlock put away the smile on his face, opened the meeting outline and started the first proposal.

The director of the Urban Construction Bureau stood up and reported his work, and the others looked at each other below, and they seemed to feel much more at ease.The serious Warlock is the one they are familiar with now. The mayor with a gentle smile just now always makes them feel chills all over.

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"I thought you wouldn't be able to hold on halfway, so it seems that you can get serious." Warlock sat opposite Bruce and smiled with a lemonade in his arms.

Bruce squeezed his brows, and really followed the whole meeting, he felt his mind was buzzing.It's not that anything happened at the meeting, it's just that he suddenly realizes how little he knows about Gotham politics.The news he obtained from previous investigations and monitoring was very macroscopic, enough for Batman to grasp the direction of the city.

But a city is made up of individuals, and the Gotham City government spends more time paying attention to those trivial things that have to be done, not to mention that no matter how trivial things are, people from different forces are likely to be involved behind them. When third-party forces are involved, things will become extremely troublesome.

Bruce now really understands why Warlock is dragged so tired by Gotham. A good mayor is not something that can be done just by talking, and Warlock has never violated his promise in front of Batman-he has been pushing Brother Tan is on the bright side.

"It may be because the atmosphere is different. When I was in the Wayne Group meeting, the atmosphere was very dull. Unlike here, if there were not a few gentlemen who kept blocking me, I doubt that those people would fight."

Thinking of the emotionally charged officials at the meeting, Warlock and Bruce laughed in unison.

"You'll get used to it in the future. The Gotham City Government has a lot of money to spend. If you want to get the appropriation, you can only compete." Warlock said as the smile on his face faded. The economically developed cities that are all ranked at the top, obviously have a large amount of tax revenue every month, but it is not enough."

"You have spread too much. Every change is a gold-selling beast. It seems that you don't need to invest much to make a plan. The real investment is on the way to promote the reform. Even Wayne Group doesn't Dare to carry out two major changes at the same time, and you actually promote three plans at the same time.”

"The beginning has already begun, and the loss of forcibly stopping is even greater..." Warlock stirred the lemonade with a straw, and the lemon almost spun into the glass.

Bruce took away the disfigured lemonade that Warlock had tortured, and gave him back the ice water in his hand.

"Let's not talk about that, it's the first time I've seen you look so serious, sitting there so dignified."

Hearing Bruce mention this, Warlock was a little embarrassed. He never showed his serious side to Batman or Bruce Wayne, and he didn't need to.

When he's with Batman or Bruce, the two are equals, and most of the time, the actions of the two are dictated by the other, and Warlock has no intention of competing for the right to speak.

The job of the acting mayor is different. He came to Gotham by air. He has little qualifications and no background in Gotham. As a mascot in the hall, you can't touch any real power.

When seriousness became a habit, Warlock never took off his serious mask at work again.The two-color mask of the devil smiling and the angel crying is a physical mask, but it fails to stop Batman from examining Warlock's inner world. The serious mask is a conceptual mask, but it really brings pressure and nightmares to countless people.

"Although you are handsome like that, I always feel that you are not the real you. I still like you now."

Warlock tilted his head, obviously Bruce was still talking sweetly to him as before, but the feeling now is completely different from what he was getting used to not being touched before, probably because the person who spoke to Yiqiao had a different mentality and thinking.

"Speaking of... When I was catching up on sleep in the lounge, I saw strange characters on the ground. Can you tell me what they do? I'm curious." Bruce organized his words and asked carefully, so directly Exporting is a bit difficult for him.

This is really rare, Warlock thought this way, he thought Bruce would pretend that he didn't see anything, and then secretly and frantically investigated what it was, but now he asked directly, it's incredible.

"It was a magic circle. I exchanged a mistletoe for Tony's whereabouts."

The author says:

★Yes,, tired, maybe there will be an update in the evening, maybe tomorrow.

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感谢在2020-07-0823:50:17~2020-07-1100:41:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Hanzhu; 36 bottles of Tao Duo; 1 bottle of Loret and Monster;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!