[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Joward had a box of condoms in his pocket, and he cowered like a bomb.

He went upstairs with a large bag of snacks. In the narrow corridor, three backpacker girls talking and laughing were moving up the stairs with their arms crossed.He had to slow down and silently followed the enthusiastic girls upstairs.

"...Believe me, sisters, there is really a guy on our floor who is more handsome than a Hollywood star... Oh please, he is traveling alone, please, he is traveling alone-!"

"I always feel like I've seen it somewhere... But he shouldn't be alone. Wasn't there a boy who opened the door?"

"It's also cute, it should be the younger brother? Hey sisters, we have to figure out a way, and a one-night affair in Quantico is worth it."

"Go back and discuss and discuss..."

The girls were very happy, and when they passed by his door, they stopped and wandered for a while, giggling and whispering to each other.

Joe Ward had to cat on the stairs for almost 15 minutes. When the girls went back to his room, he made sure that the girls would not poke their heads out suddenly. Then he slipped to the door of his room like a thief and quietly locked the door with a key. Open.

The guy who is "more handsome than a Hollywood star" uses the Batcomputer on the only sofa in the small room.The radiant Gotham prince insisted on sitting on the small broken sofa like a luxurious sofa in the president's office.

Bruce's eyes on the bat computer were cold and sharp; when he looked up and saw his little boy, his eyes instantly melted into ice:

"I thought my little sugar packet got lost."

Joward whispered, "Hmph."

He left the key on the shoe cabinet, and then realized belatedly: what did the big bat call him? ? ?

...Okay, so nasty...!

Of course Bruce's hearing is fine, he clearly heard the little doctor "hum" in dissatisfaction before blushing...?

Big Bat: ...sudden panic.jpg

Now he can no longer see what is on the computer.

The brain, which has been used to fight wits and courage with super villains all the year round, quickly recounted the relationship between himself and the little doctor twenty times in two milliseconds.

After finishing today's, and then going back to two weeks ago, I almost reached the first encounter;

Then he discovered that before he made up his mind, he had done a lot of shitty things that made the soft-tempered little doctor "hum"...

... It's useless to regret, I can only remedy it slowly.

Temporarily confused about whether it was a new account or an old account, the leader of Zhenglian began to observe calmly and secretly, carefully dragging the somewhat awkward little sugar bag over, lapping it on the bed to feed potato chips.

After all, Joe Ward was carrying a box of condoms, and he felt guilty when he was touched by a man. He subconsciously tucked his pockets tighter, opened his mouth and ate potato chips, only to realize that he bought the wrong pack of flavors in a hurry: "Uh..."

The most subtle yogurt flavor...

Bruce raised his inquiring eyes from his pocket, kissed the little doctor's stagnant cheek, and said with a smile, "I'll eat."

I took the potato chips away and opened a new bag for him.

Joward was embarrassed by him.Not to mention the secret identity, the president of the dignified multinational corporation, the young master of the Wayne family, why does it seem like he is always eating leftovers...

The man rubbed against him for a while, and finally put the little bat computer on his lap, eating potato chips with a small sugar bun in one hand, and started to adjust various cameras in Gotham on the computer with the other hand.

The big bat was not so greasy and crooked, but it made Joward also start to relax.

With jelly in his mouth, his bare feet huddled under the quilt, and began to play match [-] games with his mobile phone.

He then quickly discovered the benefits of playing puzzle games around the big bat.

won't get stuck...

The card is closed, and there is no need for the little doctor to hum; Bruce listened to his game BGM with one ear sideways, and heard that the sound effect had not been eliminated for a long time, turned his head to look, and swiped his slender fingers twice, and the puff disappeared. Several strings.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on their door.

A beautiful girl with long wet hair stood outside the door, wearing a thin nightgown and a small coat, shivering in the night wind.

Seeing that it was Bruce who came to open the door, the girl's eyes turned green.

Girl: "Excuse me, gentlemen... somehow, the water heater in our room can't heat hot water, and it keeps smoking, giving off a pungent gas smell..."

Bruce held the door open: "Have you contacted the front desk, ma'am?"

Girl: "That's the worst place! This hotel's service is probably as cheap as the room rate, and we haven't seen anyone at the front desk after eight o'clock... We are traveling for the first time, and the main smell is smoke and gas , makes us really feel terrible, sir..."

Joward, who had been taught to be a little gentleman, knew that, no matter what, it was time to try to troubleshoot the ladies.

But he quickly recognized that the pretty girl was one of the backpackers in the afternoon, and she must have been ready for a one-night affair.

How did the simple little doctor know that Prince Gotham had gone through more routines than he had eaten, so he frowned slightly.

He always felt weird and didn't want Bruce to go, but his gentlemanly demeanor made him unable to let the girls go.

For a moment, he even thought, why not fix the smoking water heater himself.But people's eyes were fixed on Bruce's handsome face, and it was never right for him to interrupt.

So he simply remained silent.

In my heart, I silently missed the mask with pointed ears.

Although the masked bat still has chest muscles and long legs, it is also covered by a black cloak. How can it be like Bruce who took off the mask, swaying around to attract people.

Bruce: "Okay, I see."

With one hand on the door, he lowered his head and asked Joward almost in a whisper, "Can I help?"

Joward thought he was going to kiss him in front of strangers, so he was taken aback. He put his hands on his chest and whispered, "Go...you go."

So Bruce smiled softly, then straightened up and asked, "What's the number of your room, ma'am?"

The girl saw a lot from their movements, and scratched her head in embarrassment.But the men saved her face very well, and simply thanked her while leading the way: "You are such a good person, sir."

Bruce raised his eyebrows: "My little boyfriend asked me to come."

Girl: "... oh oh oh-"

So she looked at the beautiful boy who was holding the door, smiled and waved: "Thank you! Boyfriend!"

Joward: "!!"

He hurriedly withdrew his red face back into the door, and the strange feeling in his heart disappeared.

While Bruce went to check the water heater, Joe Ward finally had some free time, ducked into the toilet, and took a bag of condoms out to study.

His special experience made him very unfamiliar with this thing; after reading the instructions on the package over and over for a while, and checking it with his mobile phone for a long time, he finally realized that this thing was not for his own use...

Hearing that Bruce didn't seem to be back yet, the little doctor stood in the bathroom for a while holding a condom, and began to fill it with water curiously...

System: [Host, what is this? 】

Joe Ward: [……… It's a balloon! 】

System: [Oh. 】

It's "oh" finished, and it seems to admire him again: [2-3 need to continue learning. 】

Joward: […… You don’t need to learn this! 】

He doesn't usually chat with 2-3 all the time, and he also knows that this system that has been upgrading himself is easy to learn. When he is free, he will run out of his mind and sneak into the subsystem network to collect knowledge points.

At this moment, he didn't know if 2-3 was still there, so he was so guilty that he pretended to fill up a condom, and a round water polo hung dangling beside the pool.

Then there was the sound of the door opening outside.

Bruce is back.

He is in a good mood.Looking around the room, leaning against the bathroom door with folded arms, she whispered, "Whereismysugar?"

A blushing head poked out of the door.

The man hugged the little doctor under his arm like holding a milk cat, and put him on the shoe cabinet by the door.

Pushing his hands to the left and right, and keeping his face close, he asked him, "When you came back from buying potato chips, did you meet them?"

Joward didn't understand how he guessed it, and said truthfully: "I've met..."

Bruce tilted his head and sighed, a little relieved and a little amused: "Ah...that's why you made a fuss at that time - Bai gave me a headache all night."

Joe Ward was still sitting on the top of the shoe cabinet. When he heard that he had a headache, he didn't understand what happened before, so he reached out and pressed the man's head—and another series of low laughter came.

He's in a really good mood tonight.

Bruce didn't refuse the little doctor's massage service, and asked him: "What did they say?"

Joward said honestly: "I just praised your charm. I'm not unhappy, I just feel weird...ah, you kissed me again...don't kiss me..."

The man kissed his face, his eyelids, the tip of his nose, and his white fingers. He was very gentle and cherished.

But he doesn't kiss the little doctor's soft pussy lips.

As if his pussy lips were a red forbidden fruit, once tasted, one could not help but do bad things.

Bruce: "Go to bed early?"

As soon as he said the word "sleep," the alarm went off in Joward's head.

He didn't bring his pajamas when he came to Quantico, so he could only wear a loose T-shirt and shorts, but the shorts still had no pockets...

So while Bruce went to take a shower, he quickly stuffed the box of condoms under the mattress, and smoothed the crumpled sheets to make it look smoother.

The little doctor buried his head in the quilt, and his heart was pounding.

Just like what he said that day on the roof, at the night party with the big bat.

He wouldn't resist what the big bat did to him, because he knew that the last thing the Dark Knight wanted to do was hurt him, and he was so smart and so powerful that he would make everything work out perfectly.

He saved himself many times, saved his teammates, and saved 2-3.

His name represents absolute security.

But this is the first time for this thing... He hasn't tried it before, and he doesn't know whether it is comfortable or uncomfortable, so he can't say whether he is looking forward to it or not.

Anyway, it depends on whether you want a big bat... as long as the bat is comfortable.

He rolled himself up in the quilt and turned into a blushing shrimp.

Then the shrimp completely forgot one important thing.

Bruce, who was taking a shower, found a transparent balloon filled with water hanging under the sink.

Bruce: ...?

He patted it with his hand casually, and the balloon exploded when it hit the ground, splashing water all over the place.

From the sperm storage bag on the top of this thing, Prince Gotham instantly saw what it was.

...What does it mean to irrigate with a condom?

The quality is too bad...it will be pierced if you can't stand it twice.

At first he thought it was left by the previous tenant.

But the keen detective twirled his fingers, remembering that before the balloon exploded, the surface was still wet, as if it had just been filled.

Joward first stayed in this room last night.

Then I got in touch with Joward pressing his pocket in a panic.

Then I got in touch, such things as condoms can only be done by a little virgin who is rare and weird.

Big Bat: "..."

...so easy to solve the case.

He should have been dumbfounded, but from the moment the case was solved, a wave of heat rushed straight to the little bat below, and the dark knight, who was always calm and rational, cursed secretly.

He blew it hard.

Joe Ward was curled up on the bed, and his calves were trembling with tension at first, but Bruce took too long in a shower, and he texted the balls one by one good night, and fell asleep in a daze.

The poor-quality small bed in the hotel creaked, and someone came up on the mattress.

A chill came from behind him.

Joward stood in awe.

In this weather, I still insist on taking cold showers. The nights in Quantico are very cold!

It is indeed a big bat at the pinnacle of human physique!

Bruce lay down and didn't move again.

This was originally a single bed, and Joward himself was lying on it, unable to stretch his arms; squeezed into a big bat that insisted on sharing a room with him, Joward suspected that he only slept on the side of the bed .

Joward murmured and complained for a moment.

The big bat just won't let him open another room, the bed is so crowded...

He didn't know that the man behind him had already started to regret it.

The little doctor looked back quietly in the dark, and saw that most of the quilt had been swept away by him. President Wayne didn't even have the quilt to cover him, but there was a pitiful big bat, with a muscular and perfect upper body, hanging dangerously on the edge of the bed.

Joward peeked for a moment.

He lifted the quilt silently, and leaned over to cover the man.The bed was too narrow, and when he rolled over, it was as if he had rolled into a man's arms.

The bed boards creaked, the man opened his eyes, his eyes were not sleepy at all, his blue eyes were brighter than a 1000-watt bat light, and he looked super scary in the dark.

Joe Ward: "Blanket you..."

Bruce said coldly, "Yeah."

Joe Ward: "..."

Is this person a cat?In the afternoon, he was still tired and crooked, but in the evening, his personality changed suddenly, and he became that indifferent Gotham knight again.

Although he murmured, but the habit of raising the ball made him still grab the corner of the quilt and wrap his arms around the man's broad shoulders, hoping that the bat could also sleep in the warm quilt.

If he wanted to cover the quilt completely, he had to get closer to the man; but the man put his hand on his waist, preventing him from going any further.

Joe Ward: "?"

He was flustered by Bruce's cold and hot attitude. In the past, he might have to think about it for a long time again.

But thinking about it now, where is the reason for the suitor to throw face at the pursued?

Thinking about it this way, the little doctor has enough confidence, and he is a bit arrogant;

He lifted the quilt on himself, piled it in the middle of the bed, and turned his back to the big bat, so he simply didn't cover it.

Bruce was helpless: "...Joe."

He unfolded the quilt from behind, and finally wrapped up the little doctor rolled up on the edge of the bed tightly.

With this wrap, I can't let go of it.

You Qi's white and tender little Tang Bao buried half of his face in the quilt, leaving only a pair of blue eyes secretly staring at him;

But his appearance is too gentle, it doesn't look like he is angry when he stares at people, but he is seductive no matter how he looks at him.

His little boy was going to kill him, the Dark Knight thought.

He bowed his head.

They exchanged a long kiss in a dark, cramped hotel room.

Every time Bruce kissed him, it was strong, lustful, aggressive.It was the first time for such a tender and cherished kiss, but it made Joward feel shyer than ever before.

He was at a loss at first, but he saw the blue eyes of the man watching him quietly—it was really beautiful, it was a faint blue flower blooming in the dark mud that had suffered so much.

So he tried his best to imitate the appearance of a man, and put the tip of his tongue out of his mouth.Like a thief, the sweet and soft tip of the tongue poked out tremblingly, poked the bat's thin lip line, and then retracted it suddenly.

A cowardly look who ran away after pulling up his pants.

Bruce stopped.He squinted and took a slow breath.

The man was supporting the wooden railing at the head of the bed with one hand. The muscles in his arm tensed at this moment, and the already inferior wooden railing creaked in his palm, as if it would be broken in a second. .

Joward was kissed by him in a daze for a long time, and suddenly remembered about the condom. He didn't know the timing, and he didn't know if he would use it tonight. Feel under the mattress.

As soon as his fingers touched the hard edge of the box, the man groped along the inside of his arm, touched the condom box first, and then threw it into the darkness.

In a corner of the room, there was the sound of a small cardboard box falling to the ground.

Joward panicked: "This, this..."

"The quality is too bad." Bruce's voice was hoarse, "It will break."

Joe Ward didn't react at all at first, but when he heard Bruce say "it will break", he realized that the man had discovered it long ago.

He was suddenly so ashamed that he was about to faint, and he refused to let the other party kiss again, and burrowed straight into the bed.

Bruce wouldn't allow him to drill in.

He got in for a while, and was dragged out an inch. In the end, he was like a cat that was dragged out of the bed by force, kicking weakly with his hands and feet, muttering in his mouth to justify, and at the end of the justification, there was grievance weeping sound:

"...I said I don't know how to... It's what the Internet says I need to prepare... It's what they said..."

Bruce laughed and listened to his nonsense, tossed and kissed his wonderful little boy all over.In the end, he pressed the little sugar bag that was so ashamed that he was about to cry on the bed, and said softly, "I don't need it tonight."

Joward's blue eyes flickered wildly.Does he want to use that, directly... But the Internet says...

Bruce: "—wait until I think you're ready. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

That's what he said, but after being teased by the pure and charming little sugar bag, the man felt that he probably had to take a cold shower again.He kissed Joward's long eyelashes soothingly, and was about to stand up, two white arms stretched out from under the quilt, and grabbed his strong shoulders.

Joward plucked up his courage and said tremblingly, "It's too cold..."

Bruce's eyes dimmed.

This small bed, which seemed to be barely able to bear the weight of two people, was not cruelly destroyed after all.There was only the sound of heavy breathing in the room, and a little water splash that could drive Joe Ward crazy.

He covered his face with his arms embarrassingly, lying on the bed, letting the other party's eyes linger; the pajamas he unbuttoned covered a whole section of soft white body.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting, and he felt sleepy... Only then did he hear the dull breathing sound of suffocating.The man's big hand covered most of the gushing out, but there was still a little bit of hot and sticky liquid, dripping, falling on his white and tender thighs, and flowing deep.

...you got me!

Although he was shouting in his heart, the little doctor didn't dare to say it out loud, at most he only dared to cover his eyes and hum a few times.

He quickly waited for the man's response, "Sorry, baby." Bruce's deep voice was close to his ear, sounding super sweet and satisfied.

The paper towel quickly wiped off the liquid, but the warm and sticky feeling still lingered between the little doctor's legs.

Joward muttered, not daring to look at him: "...Are you comfortable? Then, then I'll sleep..."

Bruce sighed softly, and lowered his head to cover the bright red lips.

"Goodnight, sugar."

The little doctor was ashamed as hell.But when he was really buried in the arms of the big bat, it was like falling into a dark but warm fortress with a faint smell of cologne.

The thorns surrounding the fortress are sharp and fierce, but the bed is made of the softest and finest cloth inside, wrapping the sweet little prince pitifully and guarding silently.

Until he fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: The master in love is too blue to write, and I have read too few master love magazines, so I really don’t have to refer to it. In my impression, apart from being pushed and kissed by various female villains, it is all the way in the TK cat bat magazine. Shouting "Kitty! Kitty!! Kitty!!!" A bat in full swing chasing people (...

I feel that the writing is a bit of a wife-slave attribute, I hope it won't collapse...