My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

"Ok."

Gwen replied, and a little while later sent another message: "What should I wear tomorrow? Mainly, which one do you prefer?"

The sheer directness and audacity of this information...

This reminded Xinian of the time when Gwen was his childhood friend, before they crossed the line into a relationship...

This is completely inconsistent with the recent trend of girls blushing easily.

A sudden realization dawned on hope Nian's eyes.

When Gwen texts him now, she's doing so as his 'childhood sweetheart,' so she's naturally not shy and is as proactive and direct as before.

My good brother is back.

hope Nian smiled and replied directly, "I like whatever you wear, but it would be even better if you wore black stockings."

Gwen quickly replied, "Understood."

Put the phone back in your pocket.

hope Nian stopped walking; he had already reached his destination.

This is a flower shop located on a corner of a modern street. It has no signboard, and all you can see at a glance are vibrant, diverse plants.

The place that should be a signboard is now covered with lush green vines, blooming with bright white, yellow and purple flowers. Different kinds of potted plants are displayed in front of the door and inside the shop. When the wind blows, they spread out a fresh and natural fragrance, making it a unique landscape that stands apart from the bustling and modern urban area.

A sign hangs on the half-open glass door: "No plants are for sale."

Xinian pushed open the glass door and walked into the flower shop. The light inside was filtered by the branches and leaves, the air was incredibly fresh, and the comfortable temperature made people feel very comfortable, as if they had entered a forest.

A woman in a red dress squatted in front of a pot of flowers, her bright red hair covered by a white sun hat, carefully pruning the branches and leaves with scissors.

The light and shadows from the city outside, filtered through the branches and leaves, fell on the body wrapped in the long red dress, creating a hazy effect and drawing a beautiful curve from the back of her neck to her lower hips.

Upon seeing the woman before him, a vine-like mark between hope Nian's brows shimmered with a faint, luminous green light.

The florist seemed oblivious to the boy behind her, continuing to trim the plants.

"Poison Ivy, why are you here?" hope asked in a low voice.

The female proprietress did not reply and continued to trim the plants.

Continue until the trimming is complete.

The female boss stretched out her slender, fair fingers and gently touched the wound where the plant was oozing sap; the smooth wound miraculously healed.

Put down the scissors.

The female boss stood up, revealing a beautiful, alluring, and slightly pale face beneath her hat brim.

That's Poison Ivy, isn't it?

Compared to her previous strength and aloofness, Poison Ivy now resembles a lifeless plant, visibly haggard and frail.

He ignored Xinian inside the store.

Poison Ivy didn't even glance at hope Nian, and slowly walked up the escalator leading to the second floor. Halfway up, she calmly said, "Come on up."

Xinian followed.

The second-floor escalator was also covered in vines, and unlike the gentle appearance outside, the vines inside grew sharp barbs.

It's poison ivy.

hope Nian's steel body naturally ignored the barbs. He suddenly wanted to reach out and touch these thorny poisonous vines, but as soon as he raised his hand, the vines deliberately avoided him.

These poisonous vines feared and resisted him.

……

"Poison Ivy?"

hope Nian went up to the second floor, but the other person disappeared from his sight.

The interior walls and ceiling of the second floor are covered with thorny poison ivy. The windows are entwined and blocked by vines, allowing only a little light to penetrate. The noisy horns and voices outside are blocked out, making the interior very quiet.

There isn't much furniture here; it's mostly covered in green vines, with only a bed placed at the very back.

A brand new red double bed.

hope Nian stared blankly at the bed when he heard soft footsteps behind him.

"you……?"

When hope Nian turned around, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze in shock.

Poison Ivy walked forward barefoot, a long red dress slipping off her shoulders.

That was a beautiful scene, as natural as any flower in the shop.

Poison Ivy walked gracefully past Xinian, her smooth, white feet slightly raised behind her, placing her entire red dress on the floor.

"bring it on."

Poison Ivy lay on the bed like a bewitching flower in full bloom, her unfocused eyes looking to the side.

"What's coming?" hope Nian swallowed hard.

"Do whatever you want," Poison Ivy added calmly. "I just washed it recently, it's very clean."

hope Nian took a deep breath and said again in a deep voice, "Why did you do this?"

Poison Ivy responded, "I won't let you continue committing crimes in Gotham City, and it would be best if you stayed in a place that can be monitored normally. This place is so close to your school, it couldn't be more suitable."

"This way, they can control me better and make me do anything."

"Isn't this the final result you wanted to achieve?"

Poison Ivy closed her eyes and lay on the bed without any precautions.

“I really don’t want you to continue committing crimes,” hope Nian said earnestly, “but you don’t need to do this to yourself.”

Poison Ivy calmly replied, "Don't worry, I'm not as easy as I seem. Because of my abilities, no one dared to touch me in the past, and I certainly won't let anyone else touch me in the future."

"The poison ivy has been laid; no one will come here. Or are you hesitant to act here?"

Poison Ivy opened her eyes and finally looked up at Xinian, her gaze as still as a stagnant pool.

hope Nian said honestly, "What I mean is—some things you want to do, like committing crimes, can't continue. But you can choose not to do anything you don't want to do, just like before!"

"The same as before? Now that my life and abilities are in your hands, can I still control my own destiny?"

Poison Ivy's dim eyes were devoid of any expression, and her pale face was equally expressionless. She said calmly, "Or do you think that my pandering to you makes me seem lowly? Your single thought can directly affect my life or death!"

"I actually really want to ask you, how does it feel to conquer the former Gotham crime queen?"

Chapter 256, A Date with the Spider Woman

"Poison Ivy, you and I should both know that it was just an accident."

"I must say, you are indeed very charming, a stunning beauty that can drive people mad. But I have absolutely no interest in a corpse lying in bed, so goodbye."

hope Nian didn't do anything; he simply left those words behind and turned to leave the second floor.

Before leaving, he made sure to pick up the red dress that had been trampled on the ground and hang it on a poison ivy in the room.

Poison Ivy lay motionless on the bed, her eyes vacant, before she closed them and collapsed onto the bed.

A hazy, dreamlike light filtered through the gaps in the vines, falling like a veil over her fair and graceful body, free of any dust.

Just as alluring and beautiful as the red dress.

……

I walked out of the flower shop and back onto the bustling street.

hope Nian took a breath; what he had just said was obviously a lie.

How could I not be interested?

Even if it's an inflatable, top-tier fairy, it would be hard for anyone to resist!

However, hope Nian is not a heartless person after all.

And my aunt also said that we have to take responsibility.

But right now, Xinian doesn't know what to do.

Poison Ivy is like a lifeless green vine, nearly withered and dead; it can't be saved by simply watering and fertilizing it...

Most importantly, after one's life and abilities are controlled by others, one loses the meaning of self.

and so.

What she said earlier was correct; that seemingly humble flattery was actually just a survival instinct.

From that day onward.

Poison Ivy's life from now on will revolve around him, her only world.

hope Nian sighed inwardly, a secret joy welling up inside him.

I feel like I'm going to upgrade from a scumbag to a complete scumbag.

……

The next day, in the morning.

New York City.

The streets are lined with skyscrapers, but compared to the underworld of Gotham, the bright sunlight shines down on the streets, commercial billboards are dazzling, and the traffic is bustling and lively.

As summer approaches, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, and pedestrians on the street are wearing increasingly light and cool clothing.

A young boy and girl walked hand in hand on the sidewalk.

The boy wore an art-graffiti short-sleeved T-shirt, light-colored cropped casual pants, and canvas shoes—a typical student outfit.

She looks delicate and sunny.

The girl wore a baseball cap that covered her short blonde hair, and under the brim was a delicate face with light makeup. She wore a stylish and well-fitting shirt and skirt, and below that were a pair of beautiful legs covered in black stockings with a glossy flesh color. Small, childlike black low-top boots covered her feet.

It exudes youthful energy, yet retains an intellectual air, possessing a mature quality in the process of transformation.

A small kitten, about the size of a palm, was perched on the boy's shoulder. Its orange tail swayed from side to side, and its little head kept turning around with its bright, expectant eyes.