As soon as Strange's circle appeared in the room, Daisy woke up.

To be precise, she was woken up by the system.

System: [Do you still remember the fire source you absorbed before crossing, the one you inhaled by mistake...the lifeblood of Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, and Megatron. 】

Daisy choked: "...There is no need to describe it so amorously."

System: [The power of the source of fire is too strong. If it weren't for the neutralization of the force, you might have exploded in an instant. 】

This Daisy is very clear.

The system went on to say: [Now the Force has taken a fancy to the mana in Doctor Strange's body again.His talent is amazing, and in just a few months, he reached a level that ordinary magicians can't reach in a lifetime; it is also because his exposure to magic is too short and his spiritual power is not stable, so you can easily absorb his spells come over. 】

Daisy: Huh?

She finally knew why Stephen was mutated and clingy.

It's just that her "human body container" really only has the function of a container. Even if she absorbs the energy against the sky, she can neither feel it nor use it.

But when Doctor Strange lay down next to her quietly, holding his breath, Daisy didn't think so.

She cheered herself up: "Okay Stephen, since you have taken the first step, let me take the remaining 99 steps!"

Daisy brainwashed herself: he was the one who climbed into my bed first, and with so little clothes on, isn't that clearly seducing me?

System: [What kind of scumbag speech are you talking about? 】The system is offline.

Daisy turned over pretending to be bleary-eyed, and stretched out her arms first, hanging on Strange's chest.

Unexpectedly, the other party pushed back in a very gentlemanly manner.

Daisy continued her efforts, and this time she was entangled with her whole body.

But even if she bit Strange's earlobe and said some ambiguous words, the other party still remained unmoved.

"Thank you for your kindness." Strange said indifferently: "I just need to take back my spiritual power."

Daisy: "..."

In this way, the two of them pushed and shoved for a long time, "Come on, come on" and the other "Can't make it".As soon as Daisy turned over, she simply sat astride Strange, put her hands next to his head, and looked down at him condescendingly.

It was just that her buttocks were in a panic, she moaned and twisted her waist again.

The faint scent of fragrance hit the tip of the nose, touching every part of the man's body.Strange's breathing became heavy immediately, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hands, and the spiritual power he finally sucked back didn't respond to Daisy, so he could only remind him in a cold voice, "Don't move around."

"Really?" thought Daisy, his body was more honest than his words, and he wished she could writhe.

She lowered herself down a little more, lying on Strange's body until they were pressed together through the thin fabric.

Daisy wondered: Do you need to be so nervous, why is your whole body as hard as a rock?

"Relax, it's like I'm going to eat you." She hummed twice in dissatisfaction.

Although in Strange's eyes, she is indeed no different from a vixen who sucks a man's energy.

Daisy forcefully inserted her ten fingers between his fingers, raised her head to press on the bed, and leaned over to kiss him.The little fangs bit his lips, and the lips and tongue rubbed together, making the sound of dripping water.

But now Strange is Stephen Strange, and he only has magic in his heart.

The man being suppressed by Daisy held back his extremely restless heart, and tried his best to brainwash himself to avoid her attack of sweet kisses.

"Why do you look like a virgin?" Daisy thought to herself that Strange is a lot older, and unlike Sherlock, who is an antisocial personality, why is he so unreasonable?Could it be that he... had a terrible thought, and Daisy was startled, "Can't you?"

Now, Strange was furious.Men are most taboo to be told no.

He broke away from Daisy's hand, held her waist instead, and turned Daisy over directly by the way.Now, he was on top of her.

For a while, Daisy felt the weight on her body, and looked at the other party expectantly with blinking eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became more stalemate.

But the man who was originally aggressive, felt the softness against his palm, and was stunned again.

It was only then that Strange discovered that the long-lost hand strength had recovered again, perhaps because the nervous system had been paralyzed for too long, this feeling was more acute than before.

He raised his hands, stared blankly for a moment, then lightly pinched Daisy's embarrassingly soft waist.

"Oh!" Daisy burst into tears from the corners of her eyes because of the sudden pain.

"I'm sorry." Strange looked down at her big watery eyes glistening with tears, pitifully sucking her nose, suddenly her throat felt dry, and her eyes unconsciously showed scorching heat.He usually used such a lot of strength to drink tea, and after he suddenly returned to normal, he couldn't take back his strength for a while.

Strange hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Can you... touch my hand again?"

"?" Daisy really fainted, thinking how could he still have such a habit?

Strange didn't feel very well either, and the feeling of not being able to get up and down while the arrow was on the string drove him crazy.He knew that he should pull away and leave at this time, but the feeling that his hands were no longer trembling was really wonderful.

He admits that he really can't stop.

But Daisy said seriously again: "No...unless you exchange with me at equal value."

"..." Strange gave a rare smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "That's not how it was exchanged."

After speaking, he couldn't hold back anymore, hooked Daisy's chin, and kissed her hard.

-

The next morning, Strange woke up from his dream feeling refreshed like never before.

The more turbulent magical power was churning in his body, he wondered in astonishment: Could it be that dual cultivation is really so magical?

Thinking of double cultivation, he inevitably thought of the indescribable scene last night.But there was nothing beside the pillow, if it wasn't for Daisy's room where he was lying, and if he didn't see all kinds of scratches and bites on his body in the mirror, he almost thought it was a dream.

Strange had mixed feelings. First of all, he was sure that the feeling was not bad.He even wanted to do it again.

As a result of his morning restlessness, he perfectly missed his morning meditation.

Strange walked on the promenade absent-mindedly with complicated emotions, but unexpectedly, he tripped again while walking.

After falling several steps in succession, Strange used spells to maintain his balance.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a red cloak hovering in the air proudly "looking" at him.

"..."

Strange turned his head left and right, but there was no one around.He was certain that the red cloak was "watching" him.

More importantly, he remembered that he had seen it in a book—it was an artifact from ancient times.

Just when Strange recognized it, Xiaohong finally raised a corner in satisfaction, as if showing a happy smirk.It turned magnificently in the air and hung on Strange.

Thus, the person and the cloak float together.

Strange stared at this miraculous levitation technique, and just as he was amazed by the feeling of being off the ground, the cloak suddenly stood up, supporting him with a supersonic flight, and brought him to the Ancient One in the blink of an eye .

Gu Yi seemed to have expected it a long time ago, she glanced at the levitating cloak on Strange, and said indifferently: "How did it hang on you willingly? Its eyes have always been quite high."

"Really?" Strange replied proudly, "I'm afraid he was attracted by my charm."

As soon as Xiao Hong heard what he said, the two collars drooping on his shoulders immediately stood up, swaying wildly in an attempt to refute.

Strange, who noticed the small movement of the red cloak, turned his head with a cold face, and it quickly stood up obediently.

Gu Yi couldn't help but shook his head, and kindly reminded Strange: "This is a magic weapon of 'Flower Heart'."

Playboy?Strange is full of confidence in himself, and there is no one more suitable to be Little Red's master than him.But for some reason, when it comes to Huaxin, he subconsciously thinks of... her.The eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Sure enough, as soon as Strange left the hall, he saw... Daisy was "molesting" several young disciples of Kama Taj familiarly.

And molested very hard.

Otherwise, why would these guys be so excited?

In fact, they're discussing how Doctor Strange went from not believing in magic to being really nice.

Strange seemed to take a breath in his heart, and he turned around to leave.

Cloak was unhappy again.

It directly supported Strange in the opposite direction, and flashed into the crowd.

Everyone who was discussing vigorously saw Doctor Strange himself "falling from the sky", and there was no sound around him.

The disciples dispersed in a hurry.

Seeing Strange's gloomy face, Daisy also walked away.She doesn't want to touch the other person's low pressure point.

Strange's face was even worse: "..."

Although he wanted to say something to Daisy, he didn't want to say it when she saw her avoiding her so much.

Gao Leng's personality cannot be broken, he will never do something like "hold her hand and tell her not to go"!

Thinking of this, the red cloak instantly rolled up Strange's hand, forcing him to hold Daisy's wrist.

It's also to blame for the weak hands, usually holding a teacup and shaking non-stop, meeting Daisy's body is more exciting than anything else.

"It hurts!" Daisy felt that her wrist was about to be crushed.

She turned her head to look at Strange, fortunately she still felt that Strange was nothing like Sherlock, his arrogance was even worse than Sherlock's.

Sensing Daisy's strange mood swings, Strange let go of his hand.Immediately afterwards, he raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "What Sherlock? Who is Sherlock?"

Daisy, who was about to snort her own mouth again, was stunned. She reacted quickly and refused to admit it: "You heard it wrong."

Strange sneered, he is a mage!

"Is he your ex-boyfriend? I look a lot like him?" Strange's face darkened instantly.

Daisy waved her hands anxiously, trying to explain.

Strange's voice was as cold as ice: "I'm as long as his face?"

"No, no." Daisy waved her hands more widely, she subconsciously thought, don't be angry, Stephen, the face will be longer!

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and looked at Dr. Qi in fear, who was so angry that his cloak flew up.

Daisy folded her hands on her chest, trying in vain to protect her heart, and at the same time defended: "You misunderstood, Stephen! I don't play double lovers! You don't look like Sherlock at all, in fact you look better than him." ten years old!"

The corner of Strange's mouth twitched, and his heart was even more blocked: "...you might as well not say anything."

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