[Superman] Number One Enemy

Fortunately, Natasha and James still have conscience──or do they just want to see more good shows?They ridiculed Audrey in Russian, so Clark couldn't understand anything.Audrey was really worried that one day Clark would learn Russian on a whim.Don't make her chat with Natasha in Morse code.

That night, the whole family played magic chess in the courtyard. The gigantic and somewhat violent pieces were twice as tall as Clark.Audrey wisely teamed up with Natasha, brought Brandon, and played against James, Steve, and Clark, and the situation was completely one-sided.

When the black bishop Natasha beat the white soldier James mercilessly, the fallen black chessmen jumped up and cheered.

For a moment, Clark's expression was a little embarrassing.

"...Please tell me, these chess pieces are not alive."

"Of course they are alive." The black queen Audrey replied, standing two squares away, staring at the white knight Clark, "They are magic pieces. Magic, do you understand?"

"And they were also deeply impressed by Natasha's charm." Bishop Steve smiled bitterly, "Well, it seems that I will be next."

Brandon is the king, he didn't move from the beginning to the end, he just sat there and watched the adults having more fun than him, applauding from time to time and dancing for his victory. "Nata is awesome! Come on! Beat Steve!"

Steve and Clark exchanged a look, shook his head, and smiled helplessly.

In the end, of course, black won, without a doubt.Brandon climbed on the head of the black queen to celebrate. The rare and bad-tempered black queen didn't resist and let Brandon toss.Audrey walked over and told Brandon to come down, he should go to bed, turned around and saw that Clark was also leaning over, easily flew up and hugged Brandon.

"09:30, kid," Clark said, smiling softly at Brandon.

The two took Brandon from the stone path to the main house.Brandon sat in Clark's arms, Audrey and Brandon spoke softly, and Clark looked back frequently with his face twisted.

"What's wrong?" Audrey asked.Brandon also looked at Clark.

"Why do I always feel..." Clark turned his head, trying to find the right words, "Those chess pieces are looking at me with weird eyes, um?"

In fact, Clark wanted to say that he felt those chess pieces were watching him with ambiguous eyes.But it was too unusual to say that.Those are obviously just chess pieces, magic chess pieces made of stone.

Audrey stopped in her tracks.She and Brandon looked at the chessmen at Stonehenge in the courtyard, lined up like guards, serving as gatekeepers, and then at Clark.

"Eyes?" Audrey asked, her voice raised and her eyebrows raised slightly.

"They don't even have faces," Brandon pointed out, pressing his small palm to Clark's forehead.

"...thank you, Brandon, but I don't have a fever," Clark said in embarrassment, twitching the corners of his mouth in embarrassment. "Let's forget what I just said. I'll take you guys out tomorrow, okay?"

Audrey opened her eyes slightly, but did not answer, showing surprise on her face.

"But Mommy says you're busy." Brandon wrinkled his face. "Superman is going to save the world. Superman doesn't have vacations."

"No, Superman does. Tomorrow Superman is on vacation. Let's go out to play tomorrow, so that's the decision." Clark said without hesitation, decisively denying what he had said to Audrey a few months ago.

Brandon clapped and cheered.Audrey still raised her eyebrows, looking at Clark with disapproval.

Carat put down Brandon and looked at Audrey with a smile hiding her apprehension.His expression revealed that he was worried about being rejected.It is undeniable that Audrey's heart softened because of the other party's eyes.

Audrey looked away. "I hope you have a good plan for your itinerary," she said, expressionless.

In an instant, Clark's face lit up. "How about the Natural History Museum, on the Upper West Side?"

"It was you who suggested going out. You make up your own schedule. I'm going to take a shower."

Audrey refused to look at Clark, and never admitted that she ran away in despair.Clark's delighted expression made her think wildly.dying.She wanted Clark more and more.She was never a master of love.Should I ask Natasha how to lure and lure Clark to shoot her off?Think of Clark panting in bed, his size, his manner, his nude apron and Natasha James' wry smile...

……never mind.When she said nothing.

Audrey felt that this must be a side effect of being single for too long. Empty and lonely makes it easy to feel cold at night.Determined to hold on, she spent an hour and a half in the bathroom, pumping herself up, barely able to tell herself not to give in to Clark's charm.

Audrey was in the bathroom for so long that Clark almost thought Audrey was passed out in the bathtub.Eavesdropping on girls taking a bath is very tasteless, no matter how good your hearing is, you can't do it, so Clark decided to knock on the door.

"Audrey, is everything okay?"

"Hmm...no problem. I'll be out right away."

Audrey's answer sounded odd.Clark stood outside the bathroom door, thinking uncertainly; Audrey rarely hesitated in her tone, is she really alright?

Clark paced back and forth outside the door, feeling a little worried about Audrey's situation.Suddenly the bathroom door opened, and steam rushed in.Clark stopped, turned his head and met Audrey's eyes.

Audrey immediately frowned.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes." Without thinking, Clark saw Audrey's eyes narrowed, and quickly explained, "I'm worried about you...you've been inside for a long time. At least four or ten minutes longer than usual."

"Have you counted my bath time?" Audrey's expression became even weirder.

"No, I..." Clark was speechless, sadly at a loss for words, "I..."

Audrey stared at Clark.Just stare at him.This made Clark even more nervous, and he couldn't say anything; especially Audrey, who had a plain face and was petite after removing her makeup, was sweet and soft. The eyes are shining with caramel-like sweet light waves, the plump red lips are bright in color, and the long chestnut black hair is curled up on the top of the head.

Is this Audrey Barnes?That meticulous, perfect shopping mall woman?

Despite the inappropriateness, Clark couldn't help smiling as he stared at the lock of curled hair.

"What are you doing?" Audrey looked puzzled.

"Your hair." Clark said, and subconsciously reached out to help Audrey smooth out the curled hair. "Here, it's curled up."

Audrey frowned, patted Clark's hand away, and combed her hair. "Don't touch my head."

Apparently Audrey was particularly concerned about her height, but her serious tone made Clark think she was even cuter.God, he really wanted to hug her, or videotape this scene.He liked how Audrey was defenseless in front of him, it filled him with joy.

Audrey glanced at Clark and rolled her Natasha-like eyes.She didn't understand, what's so funny about it, and this stupid big man laughed so annoyingly, it was so sweet that it dripped honey, and it was so stupid that it seemed to be blooming, making people want to strangle him.

"Go away and get out of my way."

Audrey snorted coldly, deliberately pushed Clark away and walked forward, refusing to look at him, trying to suppress the throbbing in her heart.She has just built her own mind, and she can't break her work as soon as she sees Clark.

Clark smiled kindly, and walked beside Audrey. "Brandon is asleep. Are you still going to work?"

After mentioning work, Audrey immediately returned to normal. "Probably read some information."

Clark nodded, "In the study?"

"Yes. What? Do you have something to discuss with me?"

Audrey stopped in her tracks. In the corridor, the staircase was on their left, and in front of them was the corner leading to the study and Steve's room.She looked up at Clark and found herself in a dangerous position again.

Clark could trap her between him and the wall whenever he wanted to.

... The enemy is attacking!

Audrey's intuition yanked the alarm, ready to distance herself from Clark without a trace.What happened next proved her intuition was correct.

"Not really." Clark said, also stopping, just in front of Audrey, "I also want to go to the study. Check the information, prepare the report, and learn more about Neromi's problem."

Learn more about Neromi.Prepare reports.Sounds super serious.

Audrey thought; well, she couldn't see a reason to refuse to share the study with Clark.

"I'll see you in the study later." Audrey nodded slightly, avoiding Clark cautiously, and went to Brandon's room first. She was used to giving Brandon a goodnight kiss, whether the child was awake or not.

Although Audrey's movements were subtle enough, Clark still sensed and was sure that Audrey was avoiding him.Avoid his approach and physical touch.

This seems a little strange.Why is she doing this?

Clark's suspicions were not without reason; yes, he hated being touched, but avoiding his touch had started recently, and it wasn't disgusting either.From various perspectives, Clark believes that this is worth exploring.

He entered the study room first, occupying half of the seat on the sofa, while studying the subject data of this week's morning news, while writing reports related to Neromi; Kayle was Superman, and Clark Kent was a reporter.He still wants to use the power of the media to make the truth known to the world.

Clark was sitting on the sofa, facing the laptop, data and sundries were scattered on the side, and there were papers, pens, water cups and mobile phones on the table.Hearing the sound of Audrey's footsteps, Clark looked up and saw Audrey go straight around the sofa and go straight to the back, pull a chair from another room, and sit down by the window sill.

Clark frowned slightly, looking suspiciously at Audrey's back.The window sill, that's not Audrey's place at all.She likes sofas.

... Otherwise, why would he sit on the sofa and leave half of the space there?

Audrey turned on her laptop and started working.Clark lowered his eyes, thinking about how to cut in.