New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

You wanted to cry, but you were afraid that Charles, who was locked out by you, would be even more angry, so you quickly replied: "No, I just closed the door accidentally."

Your throat is a little dry: "Where is your phone?"

"On the table." The detective didn't have a deeper understanding of your blunt words.

Looks like things aren't... too bad?

You locked the door, anyway, you have already locked the other party out very rudely, so you are not afraid to be more rough.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

You hurriedly took the mobile phone that had been lying on the table to a detective, but unexpectedly, he came out by himself and came towards you.

Your heart tightened, you trotted up to him, and handed him the phone respectfully, not daring to look him in the eye.

Sherlock looked at you suspiciously, but didn't pick up the phone, but said, "Call Lestrade."

"I..." You feel that every word you speak at this moment is quite difficult, "I'm inconvenient now. You can type it yourself."

You turned him down.

But if you continue to stay here, you will anger two people at the same time.

You don't want the story to go too far out of control.

"I don't want to call." Sherlock said flatly.

"Then ask our famous detective to send a text message!" You forced the phone into his hand, with a small face ready to cry.

You have to make up a reason that he won't debunk without spending an iota of extra time.

Said there was something wrong with your school?No no no you seem to have said that last time.

Said that he suddenly felt uncomfortable?It seems a bit fake...

In desperation, you had no choice but to say: "I, my aunt is here. I have to go to the supermarket and go back quickly!"

Sherlock glanced at you upon hearing this.It's normal for women to menstruate...

The longer the other person is silent, the more anxious you become.

Fortunately, he said yes.He would stay by himself and wait for Lestrade.

Then he sent text messages while walking and entered the bedroom again.

Seeing this, you quickly opened the door and slipped out, then quickly closed it.

You are really tired.

Only you can come up with such lame excuses.

After being shut down, Charles stopped at the door, but stood not far from the door, with his back to you and did not speak.

You think about it, and you still feel that no matter what you want to say next, you have to leave here.

Your gut tells you that Sherlock won't be put off so easily—

Your acting skills are really not that good. He let you go now because he has more important things to do.

He didn't turn around until you approached, put his hands in his pockets, looked at you and didn't speak.

You had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Sorry, Charles, for keeping you waiting." This time your apology is indeed sincere, and you have hardly been so rude to anyone except today.

Be sure to let Charles feel my deep apology!

You think so.

So the erratic eyes that glanced at him showed a cute and sincere feeling.

Seeing a pair of eyes like yours, the man in front of him silently looked away, and the restless feeling in his heart became more obvious, like static electricity that cannot be completely eliminated in winter.

When I saw you showing such a concerned look, I was in a very happy mood.But as long as you think that your extra gentleness is not towards him...

Pleasure comes with anxiety.

His mood just goes up and down along with your actions.But clearly, he is the best at disguising and deceiving.

No matter what kind of emotion it is, shouldn't he let him take it easy?

You haven't realized that the person in front of you is not the real Charles - you dare not look at his face too much, and you are thinking how to send him away too, so as to win a moment of victory.

Seeing "Charles" uncharacteristically ignoring your words, you feel a little strange in your heart.

Obviously, Charles' personality doesn't seem to be like this...

Is it because the favorability has dropped too much?

"Then, let's go then?" You pointed to the stairs downstairs and suggested.

Seeing you being so cautious, this person suddenly had a mischievous urge in his heart, he smiled at you, "What were you doing in there just now?" His smile was flirtatious and nasty, not at all like Charles' usual style .

While talking, he walked a few steps in the direction of the door.

You didn't have time to think about it, and quickly followed him and grabbed his clothes, "I...I didn't do anything, there's no one inside. Let's go...?"

The more you speak, the lower your voice is, thinking about luck and loving me again.

"Oh?" he asked back.

Your heart is raised following his questioning tone.

"Then go to the supermarket. Aren't you going?"

"Uh, I, let's get out of here quickly..." You have been pulling on his clothes, and now you are starting to have angina.

If you can do it all over again, you will never step into this world again, not even for a week.

He didn't seem to hear your obvious dissuasion, he walked straight forward a few steps, and even put his hand on the doorknob.

At the critical moment, you ran over and intercepted his hand halfway.

You held his hand, forcing him to stop trying to open the door.

Seeing that the other person looked at you with more probing meaning, you explained: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have locked you out of the door inexplicably."

You are walking on eggshells, but in his eyes, it has become a kind of pet's prudence to curry favor with its owner.Of course, it must be you who plays the role of pet.The second prince of Asgard must be born to be king.

Yes, he is, Loki.

Standing in front of you now is the evil god transformed into Professor Charles.

But of course you just doing this is not enough to soothe the dissatisfaction that Loki is suppressing in his heart now.

He is telepathic without the X gene.All the calculations in your heart at this moment are clearly seen by him.He just wanted to see what kind of character you would show in front of this man named Charles Xavier.

Because in fact, he doesn't have any particularly strong desire to unscrupulously spy on your heart.In his eyes, you are just an ant who is slightly better than others.

You are not reckless and not very extroverted, but you are used to putting everything on your face——

You simply stay away from people you don't like unless you have to;

You are very kind to everyone around you, and everyone is willing to be friends with you;

Even Odin and Frigga like you very much.

Yes, this is your personal charm when you were the goddess of Asgard. No matter where you go in Asgard, you will always be full of everyone's eyes.All the people here must include Saul.

He has a special affection for you, but he also hates you.

He doesn't like people looking at you, and he doesn't like you looking at others.

Obviously he is the first person you met in this world, the young boy who grew up together and spent such a long time.And yet your eyes always reflect someone other than him, which annoys him—Sol always has a hand in everything.

As time goes by, his attitude towards you gets worse and worse.

You dare not approach him, you don't know how to approach him.

……

"Really?" The actions he made didn't mean that he would let you go, but he took a step forward and you took a step back, just like that, unknowingly forcing you into a corner, and your back against the door.

"What's wrong, tell me? Ants."

The tone was a little familiar.

You felt guilty just now, but suddenly you feel that it is not the case.

Without saying a word, you looked at the man in front of you in surprise and earnestly.You watched the other person's originally tender face when you lowered your eyes, suddenly changed into another face.

The opponent was dressed in black, and the joints of his body were covered with golden armor.The helmet pulled his black hair back, so that handsome face that was shining with cold and hard light at any time was exposed without any cover-it was a costume that was incompatible with modern society, but it was very Asgardian. .

Those deep green eyes remind you of something else.

But the appearance of the person in front of you is really beyond the outline for you.

The two of you were so close that you picked up on his faint pheromone scent.

You can't describe what it tastes like - it's neither savory nor sweet and doesn't give you a soft feeling.You feel his pheromones are icy and cold, thin and transparent, as if there is a transparent glass between you and him.You can only see him, but cannot touch him.In this world, pheromones will reflect everyone's own characteristics. However, the scheming, good and evil god of mischief, his pheromones are so simple.

You would have thought that, compared to Sol's hot and dry pheromones full of yang, Loki's would be richer and multi-layered.

He is so complicated.

No matter how close you are to him, you can't feel the truest thoughts in his heart.

The two of you stared at each other for a little while, and you tentatively repeated what you just said about "admitting your mistakes".Loki was not satisfied, "I'll give you another chance."

Teasing you, watching you nervous makes him happy for no reason, and even a little bit of his inner thoughts can't help showing on his face.

But from your point of view, the smiles he often shows you are more or less ridiculed.

Hell, what are you going to say to make him take this anger out of nowhere?

You just know that if you stay here any longer, Lestrade and the others will have to come.Sherlock certainly didn't waste a moment and texted right away after being rejected by you.

It doesn't matter to Loki, anyway, he is a god, the most powerful wizard in Asgard, and he believes that he can escape other people's eyes and ears with just a small spell.and you...

If you hit Lestrade, you roll over again.

You don't even know how to explain it to the detective.

Seeing that Loki is getting closer and closer to you, his high nose bridge will soon touch your eyelids, you are quite nervous, closed your eyes and said: "I... didn't recognize you. I was wrong Yes. Next time—”

"Do you still dare?" He even spoke in a slow and low tone, with threats that you knew well.

"Don't dare..."

After hearing this, he let you go.But seeing that you are extremely nervous, I want to say a few more words.

"Ant, what are you doing with your eyes closed? Could it be—"

"No!" In order to prevent him from saying something earth-shattering, you interrupted without thinking.

"Then can we go?" You wrinkled your pretty brows and looked at Loki with folded hands.

You are really scared.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

In the end, he bent his brows and eyes, and his tone was almost the same as the moment when he teased you in Asgard——

"Of course not. Unless, to please me."

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