Momoji

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 the beauty held. The meaning of ambiguousness is self-evident.

The hot-bodied beauty half-deeped 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 couldn't 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 contacting S.H.E.L.D.

"Bruce, why not we do later..." I thought I had already swept the beauty taken by Gotham Fu 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.

The slender and slender fingers picked up the glass of Margaret, and then the cocktail glass was touched on the whiskey cup that the blues placed on the bar.

"Doros." The Golden Girl's voice sounded as nice as Bruce expected, but the other party's smile seemed to have something that could not be concealed...

have no choice?

Bruce Wayne leaned against the bar and looked at the girl he had just met with.

What was she thinking?

He took a sip of wine.

*

Time is slightly forward for a few hours.

Dorothy, who returned to the apartment from school, first checked in and completed today's reading task, then took off her makeup and changed into her pajamas and set the alarm clock, and then climbed onto the bed immediately.

Although the system requires her to go to the bar after midnight, she still has a very important class tomorrow morning. She doesn't want to be caught by the professor because she is not energetic, so Dorothy can only make up for her sleep.

The diligent alarm clock Mr. rang the bell on time when the pointer pointed at 9:10 pm. Dorothy got up from the bed with the alarm clock that almost caused a heart attack.

"I think it's a miracle that I haven't been crazy for so many years." I skillfully spread the quilt back, then washed my face and brushed my teeth, chose clothes, put on makeup, and put on my head. Dorothy looked at herself in the makeup mirror and couldn't help but complain to the system.

After four years, under the threat of systematic supervision and death, she could no longer remember how many living habits she had changed.

She used to hate making beds the most and couldn't wear 5 cm slim heels. Although her makeup skills were not bad, they were definitely not as good as they are now.

But what about now?

The golden girl in the mirror has a well-proportioned and tall figure, exquisite makeup, and her off-shoulder black wrap dress accurately shows all the advantages of this body.

The system pretended not to hear the host's implicit accusations against him, and just praised him.

*

As the host stood at the door of a strange bar, the system asked a strange question, and the host's words and actions were really inconsistent.

"If you want me to hook up with girls, how can I choose a familiar store?" smiled at the tall security guard, Dorothy took her ID card and tucked her head behind her back. "I don't want to be recognized by someone walking on the street one day and say I'm a pervert who often hooks women in nightclubs."

The bar was expected to be lively.

Holding his hand in one hand, Dorothy casually glanced at the environment inside the store. There were several hot-bodied beauties singing and dancing on the stage, which was unusually high. The dance floor was crowded with people, and the booths and sand were almost full.

Without hesitation, Dorothy walked straight to the bar where there were two empty seats.

This is a conventional rule. Only customers who want to pick up others and want to be picked up by others will choose the bar at the bar.

And her target was the beauty in red dress sitting next to the empty seat.

I just hope that the young lady will not be regarded as a female pervert or lace after a while.

Dorothy thought happily in pain.

Before her hand was pulled to the high chair, she suddenly heard the system shouting—

This was the first time Dorothy, who had already sat down in a high chair, heard the system shouting to cancel the task. When her hand slid, she originally pointed down at a sweet wine on the menu, pointing directly at a strong cocktail.

"What real male god?" Instead of telling the bartender that she wanted to change wine, Dorothy was more concerned about what kind of big shots there were among the people here today, so that Zhou Papi, who was diligent in watching her do the task, took the initiative to cancel the task?

Could it be Iron Man?

But if Iron Man appeared here, this bar would have been crowded long ago?

The system sounds a bit aggrieved.

Bruce Wayne? Batman?

Dorothy was shocked.

Is her...the worst thing is coming?

After more than four years in this world, Dorothy has never been able to see those heroes up close except seeing the taillights of Iron Man's car from afar. In the past half month, she first met Spider as a senior, and Peter took the initiative to ask for an idol's signature. Now she is here to visit a nightclub, and she can actually meet Batman who will not easily leave Gotham?

The system is wilted.

"I don't want it." Sitting on the stool, Dorothy, who was thinking about going home early when she went out, didn't want to leave. There were not many opportunities to watch Batman, why did she miss it?

Seeing Bruce Wayne's actions, the system was out of anger. He is a moral male god cultivation system. In his heart, he must be his host the most male god!

When the system roared, Dorothy showed that the only empty chair had been snatched by Bruce Wayne.

"Hi." Bent over and sit down, Batman leaned back on the bar, his voice was low and his eyes were deep. The unbuttoned neckline made people imagine endlessly.

"The Margaret of this house is the specialty." The man deliberately lowered his body, and the warm breath blew into Dorothy's ears.

Ah?

Dorothy was stunned.

Batman is...chasing her?

Seeing that Bruce Wayne even questioned the wine his host picked, the system could no longer bear it.

My system may be mentally retarded :)

Dorothy sighed silently.

In November, Manhattan has entered the lowest temperature season of the year. Even if there are girls wearing short skirts on the streets occasionally, most of them hurriedly wrap their coats and quickly run into the car or a room with warm air conditioning. Although the sun is shining, the outdoor temperature today is only above 3 degrees.

At 7:30 pm, Dorothy, who finally finished her work, walked out of the Avengers Building, which is the headquarters of Stark Industries, and then said goodbye and left each.

"See you tomorrow", waved to your boss at the head, watching him walk down the subway entrance, Dorothy turned around and left in the other direction.

She has been very lucky recently.

The interview at Stark Industry was surprisingly smooth, and then the head of the department she was assigned to was the young lady who tried to subdue the gun-holding robber in the bar when she met Bruce Wayne, but was knocked unconscious by the other party with a butt. Even, half of the members of the department she is currently intern in the bar on the day of the matter.
To be continued...