Momoji

"I didn't expect to meet you here..." After hesitating for a moment, Dorothy still obeyed Batman's self-introduction and chose to call the other party's name, "Bruce."

Although calling her name directly will make Dorothy feel that she is not respectful enough to her childhood idol, she can’t respectfully call her “Mr. Wayne” in such an occasion, right?

Will be regarded as a weirdo.

Dorothy picked up the wine glass and sipped a little, and the sour and sweet taste bloomed among the taste buds.

"How is it?" Under the ambiguous light, the girl Jin's skin was so delicate that she couldn't see any pores. Her slender eyelashes blinked, and the smell of perfume floated in disguise. It was not the passionate and tempting fragrance that Bruce often smelled on her female companions, but a faint fruity fragrance, which was even mixed with a sweet smell.

But when you smell it carefully, it seems that there is no more.

"Not bad." Dorothy put down the wine glass, and his slender wrists were placed on the bar. It seemed that he had long been accustomed to being attentive to a man. The girl neither showed any flattery to him, nor did she behave herself and be arrogant and rude.

Bruce raised his cup to the other party with a little satisfaction - Dorothy's behavior made him feel much more comfortable than the two women he had just met with.

In the noisy bar, the two people at the bar talked back and forth, and the atmosphere gradually faded away a little ambiguous and frivolous.

Bruce waved, signaling the bartender to change the girl to sweet juice. His observation ability was as sharp as him. It was already revealed within a few minutes of sitting down. The girl opposite was actually not very interested in alcohol.

The little girl who strictly abides by etiquette in her behavior and sitting posture secretly came to the bar for a big adventure? Otherwise, why would she order such a strong wine in Manhattan just now?

"Thank you." He raised his eyebrows, and Dorothy was not surprised to be seen by Batman.

"It is my honor to be able to serve the beautiful ladies." Bruce smiled and signaled the bartender to refill himself.

The beautiful girl Jin has a smile on her face, sitting elegantly, and her exposed slender legs make people unconsciously look over. The tall black man beside her has a deep look, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly when she lowered her head. From a distance, the two people at the bar in this extremely noisy bar formed a quiet picture under the hazy light.

#What is this a broken description? The author's writing style is worrying#

At this time, it seemed to be the atmosphere to outsiders, but Bruce, who was in the situation, suddenly felt a little funny and...frustrated.

The beautiful girl around me is not a bar for entertainment at all. She is clearly a child with strict tutoring and sneaking out to take a big adventure while others are not prepared.

#System: Batman also has a day of misunderstanding →_→#

Drinking one-third of the wine in the cup, Bruce gently tapped his chin with his fingers. Even when a girl who calls herself Dorothy was in a bar, which should be relaxed, her spine was still straight. Her legs were overlapping and she never swayed from beginning to end. When she was greeting people, she always kept her eyes connected with the other person. When putting down the glass, she would remember to use her little finger to plaster on the table first to avoid making noises.

Moreover, from the time he sat down until now, no matter what topic he said, the other party can continue the conversation clearly and clearly. It can be seen that the girl has a wide range of interests, but there is no sharp or show-off in her words. Even if his tone is occasionally frivolous and ambiguous, the girl just smiles and turns her head and will not continue.

Bruce shook his wine glass.

Could it be that his charm has declined?

Although he was not as narcissistic as Stark and must think that women would like him, the girl opposite him was full of fire and his eyes were clear and clear from beginning to end without any influence. It really made Bruce feel that his male self-esteem was very hurt.

Or is he in a bad state today?

Pretending to look away inadvertently, Bruce barely regained some confidence when he looked at the eyes of others betting on him.

#It's okay, his Bruce Wayne's playboy character did not collapse#

"Doros", after thinking for a second, Bruce decided to teach a lesson to the girl who was obviously sneaking out to find excitement. In the bar in the early morning, he allowed strangers to approach and easily drank the drinks given by the other party. Such behavior is a little too dangerous for a young girl with an unusually beautiful appearance.

Bruce, who is 30 years old this year, believes that as a real adult, she has the obligation to help a little girl who is just in her early 20s and is inexperienced in the world.

"It's better than us..." Bruce lowered his head and deliberately leaned over to the girl's ear and whispered. The warm air flow swept across the other's ears ambiguously, "Leave now..." His hand flirtatiously grabbed the girl's fingers.

If the girl follows him, he will send the person back safely.

He sighed in his heart. Bruce felt that he really deserved a Good Citizen Award from the New York City Government - he sacrificed his image and reputation to educate a strange girl to pay attention to personal safety. Isn’t this kind of dedication worth a medal?

#System: →_→Do you Bruce Wayne really have a reputation and image? #.

Bruce just hopes that because of his frivolous behavior today, the beautiful girl who does not know the fortification of a strange man in front of him can be protected from harm one day in the future.

The girl who was caught by him was indeed stunned as if frightened.

Then……

"Puff..." Miss Jin suddenly laughed out loud.

"sorry", while Batman was stunned, Dorothy pulled her finger out of the other party's palm, "I didn't mean it..."

She is not laughing at Batman, but the system is roaring at this moment-

*

My system is Batman Black Fan :)

Dorothy tried hard to control the curve of the corners of her mouth so that she wouldn't really laugh. It seemed that she was stimulated by Bruce Wayne, the system had completely abandoned her moral integrity, and her words were getting less and less limited.

The system was so angry that the host was underestimated.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The warning system was not allowed to make a sudden sound. Dorothy raised her head and looked at the man sitting opposite her. "sorry        , I just... cough, a little surprised." She never expressed the intention of spending a night with the other party from beginning to end. Batman could never be a pervert. So now the question is, why did this level hero she liked very much in childhood make such a sudden and unreasonable request?

Bruce withdrew his hand and continued to look down at the girl who was close at hand. I don’t know what the little girl thought of just now, but the smile in her green eyes could not be hidden at this moment. She sighed in her heart, and Bruce suddenly had the illusion that the old father was facing carefree naughty kids with a face full of vicissitudes.

Maybe the girl in front of him reminded him of his childhood? That's why he suddenly worried about the safety of a strange girl?

#Voiceover—Afu: Actually, I feel this way every day:) I feel very tired :)#

"I mean..." Bruce raised his eyebrows and planned to continue acting according to the script he had set before. "Doros, it's not as good as us..." His hand stretched out again, aiming to be the girl's fingers on the bar.

Time stops at this moment and is then stretched.

"Bang bang bang bang bang" is muffled, but unignorable continuous sounds attract everyone's attention in the bar.

Dorothy also turned her head.

"Don't move!"

At some point, a man holding a wooden skull in his hand stood between the dance floor and the bar, with a ferocious face. As the black wooden skull swayed slightly, a crying sound came from the dance floor.

Dorothy's eyes widened.

The system finally waited for its own chance to appear.

The nightclub, which was already booming, was almost full today because of a difficult customer. Accompanied by deafening music, whether it was the crowd of people twisting their bodies on the dance floor or the customers sitting around, almost everyone's eyes would intentionally or unintentionally sweep in the same direction.

A long strip of sand was placed near the left side of the dance floor. A tall man in a white shirt and a few buttons on his chest had been unbuttoned. Two women sat on both sides, one of whom was wearing a leopard-print dress was holding the wine glass to the man's mouth.

The man who was served by the beauty to drink first lowered his head frivolously and said something to the woman. Then, when the beauty was smiling, he drank the wine with the other person's hand.

At this time, the woman sitting on the other side was unwilling to be neglected, so she picked up a bunch of grapes from the coffee table in front of her and picked one. She put her slender fingers with bright red nails and sent the crystal clear grape grains to the man's mouth.

Men also accept everyone.

A luxurious scene of a wine pond and a meat forest.

As the protagonist who is being watched, Bruce Wayne lowered his head and whispered in the other person's ear after drinking the second glass of wine that the beauty held. The meaning of ambiguousness is self-evident.

The hot-bodied beauty was half lying on him, and the smell of perfume became more intense after being heated by body temperature. Looking at the woman who was so close, Bruce's face still had a bit of intoxication that the playboy could not walk when she saw the beauty, but there was an undetected calm in her eyes.

He wouldn't have been here if it weren't for representing Wayne Group at a government meeting and by the way to contact S.H.E.L.D.

"Bruce, why not be better than us in a while..." I thought I had already swept the beauty taken by Gotham rich ambiguously across Bruce Wayne's shirt with my fingers, and my warm fingertips finally stopped at the man's neck.

"Hahaha..." Bruce laughed in a familiar way, putting his hands on the waists of the two women beside him, but he didn't respond.

The night before, he helped Gotham police catch a group of criminals trying to rob the bank, and then was called by the board of directors for a meeting. Although he took the time to sleep for a while during the meeting, he was rushed to Manhattan again. During the day, he worked with the people of SHIELD for almost a whole day, and in the evening he had to continue playing the role of an unemployed playboy. Although Bruce, who had been in a high-intensity round for 48 hours, was not unable to hold on, he did not have the hobby of self-abuse.

Now, sitting in a nightclub and having a drink is a rare rest time.

"Bruce..." The beauty who had not received the positive promise shook her arms dissatisfied. Bruce pushed away the wine that the other person had held to his lips again, then opened her mouth and ate the fruit that the other beauty had peeled.

When he turned his head, his eyes unconsciously swept to the direction of the door. As the bar door was opened, Bruce Wayne raised his eyebrows while swallowing the ice grape.

The door of the nightclub was pushed open from outside, and a girl wearing a tight, off-shoulder black dress walked in. The golden length was scattered behind her, and only a strand of her head was left mischievously in front of her. Under the light, the girl's green eyes seemed to flash. Bruce used his years of experience of rolling around among women, that the girl's makeup must have been carefully taken care of. She would not feel heavy in makeup, nor would it make men think she was not wearing makeup.

With every frown and smile, the girl's makeup and dressing will definitely bring her own advantages to the extreme. Even Bruce, who has experienced thousands of sails, cannot be ignored. The girl who came in at this time was so beautiful that it was shockingly beautiful.

Bruce reached out and poured himself a glass of wine.

Miss Jin walked slowly to the bar, glanced around casually. Then she sat down on the high chair beside the bar. Her slender and fair legs overlapped, and her ten-centimeter-high straps highlighted her slender ankles and calves.

The girl who sat down said something to the bartender. As she turned around, the girl's slender neck and delicate collarbone made her throat unconsciously itchy.

If you have to have an appointment with a beauty to spend it together tonight, why not find someone that you like more?

Standing up without any nostalgia, Bruce took his wine glass and strode towards the bar. The two beauties who were thrown down in the sand had not yet reacted.

"Hi." Bruce pushed away another man who wanted to get in front of him, and Bruce took the lead in sitting down on the high chair beside Miss Jin. Put down the wine glass in his hand, and Bruce put his elbows on the bar and turned his head to look at Miss Jin.

At this time, the bartender had already brought the wine the girl wanted.

"Manhattan?" Bruce raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised that the girl had ticked such a strong drink. He raised his hand to signal the bartender who was about to walk away to come back. Bruce ordered in a low and sexy voice, "Margaret."

"Hmm?" Miss Jin, who was being talked to, turned her head slowly and looked over.

"The Margaret in this store is the specialty." A curve was raised on the corner of his mouth. Looking closely, Bruce Wayne felt that the girl around him was even more beautiful than he thought.

There are always beauties in this world with exquisite and good looks and hot figures. It can be said that all the female companions Bruce had dated before met the above conditions. But many times, having a beautiful appearance and a perfect figure does not mean everything.

And aura.

The girl Jin next to her should not be old. There is a little bit of unconcealable between her eyebrows, which is unique to the young girl. But the most special thing is her eyes.

Bruce's fingers tapped on the countertop.

The golden girl's green eyes seemed to be able to speak against the light. As her eyes circulated, she seemed to recognize who she was. The girl's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity as if she was the best emerald gem, and then she was a little surprised, as if something else flashed by.

At this time, the bartender brought Margaret up.

"I wonder if I have the honor to invite a beautiful girl to have a drink?" I signaled the bartender to put the wine in front of the Golden Girl. Bruce held his chin with one hand and turned his head, his voice was low and sexy, and his eyes were ambiguous. "I am Bruce."

He smiled quietly and waited for the other party's answer.

The golden girl swept her green eyes over the cocktail glass in front of her, then raised her head again, as if she had carefully looked at Bruce Wayne for a few seconds. Then, the girl didn't know what she thought of and laughed softly.
Chapter completed!