When Ivan was about to die, he received a martial arts support system, and from then on he began to live an elite life of playing fifteen sects. The handsome but sharp-tongued doctor, the lively and chatty killer, the cheerful and generous rich young master... They are all my trumpets. However, even though he has fifteen vests, he still thinks that he is just a weak, pitiful and helpless ordinary rich man, and he has a firm crush on a certain dark person in Gotham who only appears at night. After Hei Qiqi took off his mask: Ivan: "What? I treat you like a kid but you secretly play the role of my crush!" Dark Knight: "..." Note: cp Bruce, the full text of Qing Shui does not distinguish between offense and offense, but I am the main attacker in my mind. Don't lose your horse in front of anyone except Bruce. If you think there is something wrong with the Batman I wrote, it must be because I didn't write it well. You can scold me but not Batman!
Purpose: In short, I love Batman!
