[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

The Diamond District is brightly lit at night, unlike the east and west districts where there are few people at night, and the roads in the Diamond District are full of traffic.

Ladies wearing high-end dresses and spraying perfume walked out of the luxurious cars with the hands of the gentlemen, and walked side by side into the high-end hotel commercial building, both in design and decoration.

This is the most glamorous side of Gotham, and it is also the side that can blind people's eyes the most. People who have experienced the bustling night of Gotham will not and will not cast their eyes on those poor people whose lives are threatened all the time, even if That's the real Gotham.

Both Bruce and Warlock belong to the city's privileged class, enjoying the admiration and admiration brought by Gotham's glitz and money power.

At the same time, they are Batman and Gray Angel, who can clearly see the filthy and rotten festering outside of this city, and countless tarsal maggots sucking the blood of Gotham, destroying the city step by step, leaving only The next cover-up.

The thoughtful half-wall provides guests with a private space. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlook half of the Diamond District, and the height is quiet enough to not be disturbed by traffic and people.

Warlock stared at Bruce while drinking lemon juice, and occasionally he would pay attention to the people or things around him, as if Bruce was the whole of his world, and only one person could be accommodated in those gray-blue eyes.

It's amazing.Warlock thinks this way, Bruce Wayne's every move is so exquisitely designed, and the just right exaggeration and looseness perfectly shape the image of a playboy.

No, he can't describe Bruce as a playboy now, this is his boyfriend.

Warlock couldn't help admiring the subtlety of Bruce's disguise, even when Bruce was careless and distracted, he still had the demeanor of a Gotham baby. Who would have thought that there was a rational and cruel Batman hidden under the bohemian face?

The atmosphere of this meal was a bit weird, neither of them obviously had any intention of eating seriously, Bruce took a few mouthfuls and put down the knife and fork.

"Is the food here not to your liking?" Warlock asked with concern.

He has never been in love, but he has seen high school classmates and college classmates sitting together sticky in class, and he has also seen Tony's failed love and various lovers. None of these ways of getting along with him and Bruce .

Both he and Bruce have hidden identities, and they have no plans to talk openly at the moment, and they are both adults and have their own jobs, so it is impossible to stick together every day.

Warlock thought about it carefully, and still felt that it would be better to leave each other some private space. Now they don't know each other well enough, and they are not honest enough. All this will take time, and their understanding of each other can start from eating together.

"Of course not, the food here tastes unique, I like it very much. It's just that you know Hani, my injury makes me have to avoid a lot of things." Bruce licked off the sauce from his lips, and said with some regret.

"I know, so I didn't order any wine." Warlock's gray-blue eyes reflected luster and rippled, "Oswald has stored a bottle of eighteenth-century French red wine here. Taste it again."

"My family has a wine cellar, which hides red wines of various years. If possible, I hope we can taste them in Wayne Manor."

Bruce stretched his arm across the table and took Warlock's free hand, which was soft, firm and dry.

Warlock subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Bruce's hand held him firmly, and the two hands were clasped on the pure white tablecloth like this.

Bruce Wayne is always enthusiastic and proactive, and this kind of initiative brings indomitable strength, which makes Warlock feel a strong sense of oppression.

"Bruce, I'd be happy to visit Wayne Manor, where you grew up, and I'm curious about everything about you."

"Visit? No, no, dear, we don't use such unfamiliar words between us. We should be closer."

Bruce tilted his head slightly, and the light touched the water glass and refracted into his steel blue eyes, with a little tenderness, a little expectation, and a little imperceptible pampering.

"Alfred has always wanted you to taste his British cuisine. He wants to find a tongue that has tasted British cuisine. We have never been able to satisfy him in this regard."

Warlock thought of the kind old man and his British accent, and laughed, "Mr. Pennyworth always reminds me of my primary school etiquette teacher. I like him very much. As long as I have time, I am happy to meet A little expectation from Mr Pennyworth."

"You are so sweet." Bruce stroked Warlock's fingertips. Warlock's body temperature was much lower than that of ordinary humans. Bruce rubbed unconsciously, as if this could make Warlock less cold.

"I should have invited you while the iron was hot..." He looked a little downcast, with disappointment and regret on his pretty face.

"...Our vacation was aborted, and there were some problems with our respective jobs. Lucius said that Wayne Group was going to sign a contract extension with a multinational company. As the chairman of Wayne Group, I had to attend the meeting..."

"...The meeting was arranged in Hawaii, and Alfred wanted me to take a vacation there for a few days. The sunshine over there would help me recover from my injuries..."

A look of disappointment appeared on Warlock's face. Any couple who had just confirmed their relationship and were about to separate would be sad and reluctant. Warlock felt that he should also show a little sadness.

It's not true that Bruce went on vacation to Hawaii, but it's true that Batman went to deal with Poison Ivy to save the island, and Warlock understands that.

He should be angry, but the strange thing is that he is not. The education in hell has carved a strong mark on his soul. He never feels that the lies, deceit and betrayal are inferior and shameful. These behaviors are highly respected in hell.Warlock had been taught by Aziraphale not to lie and cheat at will, but he would when necessary.

When he himself doesn't think there is a problem with the lie, he doesn't react violently to Bruce's lie, but he still finds it very interesting.

There are many deceptions and concealments between the two of them. It is still unknown what these deceptions and concealments will lead to in the future, not to mention that Bruce's lies are for light and justice. This kind of contradiction and stimulation makes Warlock unable to stop.

"We still have a lot of time in the future, isn't love as important as work?" Warlock got up and sat beside Bruce, tilting his head and kissing his lips.

Warlock's kiss was extremely raw, he just closed his eyes and pressed his lips on Bruce's lips, just like the kiss Bruce stole on the beach, just a light touch.The hands of the two were still tightly intertwined, so intimate, so warm.

When Bruce lowered his eyes slightly, he could see Warlock's trembling eyelashes, and he snorted from the tip of his nose, low and magnetic, with indescribable temptation.He turned against the guest and led Warlock to dance together in ambiguity and enthusiasm. His kissing skills were so superb that he made Warlock fascinated and confused.

Warlock leaned on the back of the soft sofa, panting and being led by Bruce to enjoy the bliss of the world. He never thought that kisses could be so passionate and crazy. His brain, which was filled with Bruce's handsome appearance, could only occasionally have time to think. , perhaps this is the reason why the hell demons indulge in joy.

"Enough, Bruce..." Warlock pushed Bruce's chest, his heart pounding, it all happened so fast.He suddenly realized that he thought of love too simply, and he still needed time.

Bruce was far more sane than Warlock, and the kiss brought him pleasure, but it didn't make him lose his mind.He distanced himself from Warlock, allowing Warlock to sit upright under his own strength.

The sofa curtain behind Warlock had been creased, and Warlock was stained red from neck to earlobe.

"Don't you like it?" Bruce licked his lips, as if remembering, looking at Warlock with a smile in his eyes.

"I like it very much, but... I still don't get used to it." Warlock blinked and quickly adapted to what happened just now.

Cain and Crowley protected Warlock very well. Warlock knew that hell demons and witches indulged in sex. However, they never understood the specific content in detail, let alone why they succumbed to their physical desires.

Bruce opened the long-sealed Pandora's box, released what Warlock had suppressed for a long time, and allowed it to grow wildly.

"It's a public place and I think things will get out of hand if we keep going. I don't want tomorrow's headlines to see pictures of us being too close and shouldn't be seen by outsiders."

Bruce pushed Warlock's shattered hair behind his ears regretfully, "I have an eleven o'clock flight tonight."

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The lights in Warlock's apartment were not turned on, and Warlock just sat on the windowsill, looking at the sky aimlessly.

He counted silently in his heart, he saw two black shadows with his naked eyes alone, not to mention the shadow captured by the smart butler on Gotham surveillance.

"Master Warlock, if you value Batman so much, why don't you go on night patrol together?" The smart butler projected the surveillance video of Batman's heroic appearance in front of Warlock for him to view.

"Grey Angel said he was leaving Gotham for a while, so I couldn't appear in front of Batman."

The smart housekeeper was silent, and Warlock answered its question clearly. It would not speak again until its smart chip produced the next question, or Warlock had new instructions.

Warlock touched his lips subconsciously. He could predict that the kiss would haunt him for a long time. This kind of trouble was not disgusting, but mixed with sweet complexity.

During the period when Batman went to deal with Poison Ivy, he had enough time to rethink his relationship with Bruce. The previous game and possessive psychology of Batman seemed to no longer apply to those who knew about love and desire. Warlock.

"Three-level red alert, Batman chased several thieves into the ACE chemical plant. There are highly toxic substances and flammable and explosive materials in the chemical plant."

The smart butler mechanically reported, followed by the news of the alarm contact: "The alarm was lifted, Batman successfully controlled two thieves, one thief fell into the corrosive liquid of the chemical plant, and his life and death are uncertain."

"I see." After Warlock confirmed that Batman was not harmed, he stopped paying attention to the follow-up. Anyone who makes a decision must bear the corresponding consequences. He pays more attention to Batman Yiqiao than the person who wants to kill himself.

The author says:

★An important part of the reason why Warlock agreed to fall in love with Bruce is that he likes Batman. Part of this love is the devil's love for precious souls. He wants to collect Batman's soul, and part of it is because he is really attracted by Bruce's charm.Warlock was still an underage cub in Hell Demon, Cain protected him very well, and the master was very strong, so it was very exciting.