The overall Baroque bar of Momoji is filled with sand and coffee tables for guests to rest. Peter and Ned each have a glass of juice in their hands, and they crouch in a littered manner not far from the senior sister and the man who is catching up.

"That's Bruce Wayne." Ned covered his mouth and muttered to his good friends in a low voice, "Gotham Fu, the president of Wayne Group." Look around and make sure no one listens to him. Ned leans closer to Peter's ear. "There are people on the Internet that if it weren't for Mr. Stark being an Iron Man, a hero, his popularity wouldn't be as good as Bruce Wayne."

They are both rich and playboys, and their styles and personalities are surprisingly similar. Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne are always comparisons.

"Why can't Mr. Stark compare to him?" Peter's original intention of sitting here was not as obscene as his good friends thought. He just simply felt that being in a security environment like Gotham, and now it is a high-risk place like a bar, he has the obligation to ensure the safety of his senior sister.

And Bruce Wayne has a good reputation.

Ned, who knows his gay friend Spider-Man's identity and also knows that Iron Man is the gay friend's sponsor, chuckled, "Because Tony Stark is shorter than Bruce Wayne...→_→"

━∑(￣□￣*|||━━ Peter, who had understood the law of the new world, suddenly realized that he was a little worried.

He isn't short, right?

*

Holding a glass of sweet wine in his hand, Dorothy sat down at the man's direction. Suddenly, Bruce Wayne appeared in a black suit, a white shirt, and a tie. He was just wearing a formal outfit, and it seemed that the man who sneaked out of some formal occasion was unceremoniously unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt, and the tie was also loose.

Sitting in the sand, Batman Bruce Wayne, who was drunk and holding wine in his hand, was really using himself as a model to show the public what it means to dandy and wander.

It turns out that Batman didn't go out to the streets to maintain public order immediately as soon as it gets dark.

Looking at the street lights that were already on outside, Dorothy thought.

The system, which has not been able to appear head-on for several chapters, looked at Batman sitting opposite his host. He understood very well what the other party was making now. Is there any tragedy in the world?

"Puff..." The scene described by the system is too picture-like, Dorothy couldn't help but laugh—

So the master wants to maintain the character of a playboy without breaking down. In fact, he is quite good at it :)

"What's so funny when I think of it?" The legs were folded, and one hand was supported on the temple. Bruce sat in the sand, looking at the girl opposite. The girl wore a small black dress today, which made her skin look whiter and more delicate. The most clever way was the design of the backless, which made the man unable to help but look over.

After drinking a sip of wine, Bruce couldn't help but admit that although he had only met the other party before, the girl left him an impression that other women could not compare with.

After all, not every girl he has met will turn around and knock down a gun-holding robber without blinking, and let his female companion turn a blind eye to him :)

The difficulty of the previous one is quite low, but the next one is…

Bruce took a sip of wine.

Even Tony Stark can't do it!

"Gotham's architecture is very distinctive." With a little bit of the man's subtle self-esteem and competitive spirit, Bruce put down his wine glass and leaned forward. His deep eyes blinked ambiguously, "How about...I'm a guide?" The long eyelashes flickered, and the man's voice was low and pleasant, "We can start with... watching the night view first."

Dorothy raised her gaze, and Bruce Wayne, who was sitting opposite her, smiled and pulled her tie suggestively with one hand. It seemed that before she could wait for her answer, the man immediately added, "The view on the terrace of my suite is really good..."

For a moment, no one spoke.

As a qualified male god training system, the system believes that he can see through Bruce Wayne's little abacus at first sight. His host must be the most male god, so he does not accept refutation at all!

Listening to the system's indignant voice, Doroth suddenly had a very bad premonition.

really--

Play a big ticket?

Let Batman worship her?

Dorothy shook her wine glass and sent the sweet liquid into her mouth. She leaned back against the soft and hard cushion behind her.

How should she complete this task?

Is it possible to find a clown to blow up Arkham and let Gotham be free from trouble from now on. Will everyone live and work in peace and contentment?

"Bruce, why are you here?" Just as Dorothy was having a headache about her hot chicken system, two women in costumes quickly approached, and then sat on both sides of Bruce Wayne, one left and one right. "We're still looking for you." The two tall beauties are the cover models of "Vanity Fair" this month.

"1adies                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             �

The two beauties were very satisfied with Dorothy's predecessor, and satisfiedly set up Bruce Wayne and planned to walk out.

"Hi Hi hi..." Once again, Miss Jin left behind without blinking. Bruce was helpless and funny, and there was a little subtle feeling of male self-esteem being hit. "I'll call you?" He really had to go back to the banquet hall upstairs. But he was a little unwilling to be ignored by the same girl again.

Bruce really didn't understand what the girl Jin in front of him was thinking.

#System: Dorothy is thinking about me o(*￣︶￣*)o#

Dorothy leaned against the sand without looking up, but waved her hand unanimously - if she failed to complete the task this time, she would not be able to survive next Monday and would not be able to wait for Batman to call her. If she could complete the task this time, then whether Batman still wants to call her then will be an unknown number :)

"Senior sister..." Peter looked at his senior sister sitting gracefully leaning against the sand, and his slender arms slowly waved at the man who had a female companion and dared to chat with him. Then he drank the remaining half glass of wine.

"Senior sister, are you tired? Do you want to go back to your room to rest?" Peter was worried that his senior sister would be in a bad mood because she was neglected by a playboy, so he suggested very considerately.

Dorothy looked up at Spider-Man with a worried face, and couldn't help but sigh that the other party was really kind-hearted. "No, sit down." He pointed to the position where Bruce Wayne had just sat, and she motioned Peter to sit down.

What is this task?

On the other side, Ned couldn't help but sigh that his gay friend actually knew how to retreat to advance. Now that he had already been to the opposite of his senior sister, a guest appeared next to Dorothy and Peter.

"&1t;(￣v￣)/Hi" The man was dressed in punk, his white head was stained with pink and green, his neck was wearing a picker, and his feet were a pair of high heels with studs. This beauty, who was dressed in a very 2D style, stood by the sand, pointing to the position where Peter was just about to sit down. "Do you mind if I sit here?" After that, without waiting for anyone to answer, he squeezed away Peter and sat down.

"Huh?" The little spider who was pushed away couldn't react to what was going on now.

"I'm Harley", the second-dimensional beauty looked particularly good when she smiled. She stretched out her hand to Dorothy, "Halley Quinn."

Dorothy's first reaction was that the name was very familiar, as if a writer who wrote mystery novels used Quinn as a pseudonym.

And her second reaction...

Harley Quinn?

"Doros", smiling and shook hands with the second-dimensional beauty opposite, Dorothy blinked at the other party, "I like your name, Harley."

Maybe she will live through the next Monday.

The system was so scared that the god in front of him was unfolded - male gods cannot be mistresses ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Withdrawing his hand, Dorothy signaled the waiter to get wine for Harley while despising his own system in his heart—

"Can you have some creativity?"

Who wants to be a mistress?

It's not her anyway :)

Waving his hand at Spider-Man who was standing opposite him as if he was about to be inspected, James Barnes teased his old friend on a daily basis, "Steve, although you are 100 years old this year, Peter is only 17 years old. Don't always act like an old man, you will be disliked by young people!" Although he is the same age as Captain America, James Barnes sets his role as a modern person who lives in the 21st century and is full of vitality. He will never have any generation gap when chatting with a 17-year-old boy!

"Peter, how are the girls in college?"

"Modern Man" James Barnes kindly asked Spider-Man about his college life, smiling "You know" on his face, "Is the figure... good?"

“…hey hey hey hey qaq?!”

Peter, who was stunned by his predecessor's bold questioning, blinked his eyes - it turns out that in the Avengers, there are also people who are so inappropriate in addition to Mr. Stark?

...

"oh   ,boys     " Natasha, who stood aside and witnessed Steve and Barnes caring about Peter's entire life in college, shook her head and walked to the bar, poured herself a glass of wine. Then she turned around and raised her glass in a charming way, "Don't take Peter badly." As she said that, Natasha glanced at the duo on the sand in disgust.

"We just care about the children's extracurricular life, do you think so, Steve?" Barnes, who was only rolling his eyes, still didn't give up. He raised his head and looked at Iron Man who walked out of the studio, "Stark, what do you think?"

"What?" Tony, who has been working for 48 hours in a row, held coffee in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket, full of styling. "Kid    , you can wait to save the world, but you still have to enjoy your college life." Although he occasionally dislikes Peter, Iron Man's concern for this little hero he personally recruited must be no longer as concerned as anyone in the Avengers. "What's wrong?"

Also walking to the bar, Tony put down the cup that had been drunk in his hand and poured himself a glass of wine.

"They are teaching Peter badly..." Natasha raised her wine glass to Iron Man as saying hello, and then frowned, "Stuck, you still dressed like this when you were in the lab?"

Although he had long experienced Stark's textbook narcissism, Natasha never dreamed that the other party's narcissism would evolve to this point - only Stark's lab can enter, so who can dress like this when doing research?

Jarvis?

#Damn, I seem to have found some amazing secret#

"Hmm? Oh, I didn't change my clothes when I came back from the hotel the day before yesterday." He leaned against the bar and rubbed his forehead with one hand. Stark looked ordinary. "Kid    , how is the school?" He turned his body sideways and put the wine glass back on the bar. Tony leaned back and simply leaned forward. "Let me know you skipped class again, I'll tell Mei."

Spider-Man is not afraid of heaven or earth, but she is afraid of Aunt Mei.

"Mr. Stark, I didn't skip class!" Peter, who was half an hour late for helping Queens police arrest a bank robber yesterday, retorted guiltily, "The school is all good, I also met new friends." Nodded, Peter opened his big watery eyes and tried to convince Iron Man to let the other party give up the idea of ​​contacting May.

#You don't understand the fear of minors#

"Hmm." Tony didn't know what Peter was thinking, and he hummed without hesitation.

"By the way, Mr. Stark..." The reason why Peter stayed here after getting his new suit was to wait for Iron Man to come out of the studio. "Well, ahem, I want to ask you to help me... sign an autograph." Putting down the suitcase with the new suit, Peter took out a pink soft leather notebook from his backpack behind him and handed it to Iron Man.
Chapter completed!