[Comprehensive Yingmei] I became the white moonlight of the superheroes

While the events of last night were indeed healthy, more importantly, Strange clearly felt his magic leap forward.

But arrogant men don't like to use this shortcut to improve their abilities.

This is the last time, he thought.As long as he cultivated more diligently and stabilized his spiritual power, he would no longer be sucked away by Daisy.

Just when Strange made up his mind, Ancient One told him: Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, has been eyeing the earth for a long time.Recently, he is planning to start with the three temples in New York, London, and Hong Kong, to devour the ability of the earth and make it a part of the dark space.

In order to protect the earth, he must improve his ability as soon as possible.

But Strange just wanted to heal his hands and go back to work as a doctor: "..."

He had never thought so far ahead.

Gu Yi didn't continue talking, she knew that when the time came, he would naturally shoulder the responsibility.

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Daisy found that Strange's magic had improved a lot.

Specifically, she couldn't continue to absorb the opponent's spiritual power; and every time Strange saw her, he looked like he was afraid to avoid her, and ran away in circles.

Daisy:? ?

Who is the scum, how do you think Strange is the ruthless man who is so sloppy!

Daisy didn't know, but Strange found that as long as he kept a certain distance from Daisy, he could effectively prevent her from absorbing spiritual power.

Qiqi is suffering too!

He can only bury his head in his studies and strive for a higher level of magic, so that he no longer has to hide from Daisy.

In a blink of an eye, it was the night when the nerve cells were extremely active.

As usual, Strange, whose body and soul were separated, lay quietly on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, while his spirit body sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, grasping every minute and every second to absorb the knowledge from the book, and the red cloak obediently hung on the glowing Behind the spirit body.

This state did not last long.

Soon, Xiao Hong, who was about to move, became restless.

It first raised the corner of the collar and scratched Strange's mustache-bearing face.Seeing that Strange didn't respond, the tail of the cloak was raised high again, and it slammed to cover the pages of the book to prevent him from continuing to read.

"Go, go, don't make trouble!" Strange pushed Xiaohong away, still staring at the words on the book intently.

The red cloak pouted its collar in dissatisfaction, and it simply floated down from the spirit body, floating aside, and put on a posture of scratching its feet while thinking, as if it was protesting that the archmage ignored its love.

Strange remained indifferent, still not giving it a look.

Xiao Hong was sullen for a long time before she drooped her head and returned to her master.

Only then did Strange caress it in an extremely perfunctory manner, as a comfort.

If Xiaohong could talk, she would definitely give a shit at this time, and then taunted: "Heh, man."

It had a brainstorm.

Strange's body, which was sleeping soundly, was rolled up by the red cloak and ran away.

The spirit body was a step slower, and by the time he grabbed the cloak, they were already standing outside the familiar door.

Luckily it didn't break in.Strange scolded coldly: "Nonsense!"

When the spirit body returned to his body, he grabbed Xiaohong, turned around and left.

But after taking two steps, he stopped again.

Strange rubbed between his brows with a headache, he was sucked again!The red cloak on the back is not too much for watching the excitement, and the big waist is thrust into the waist, making a posture of looking up to the sky and laughing.

Then, before the master grabbed it and beat it violently, it flew away with a whoosh.

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Daisy who experienced being crawled on the bed again: ...?

She sat on the bed and looked up at Strange who was standing on the head of the bed with a tense expression: "As promised, even if the magic is sucked up and the spiritual power is exhausted, don't you engage in dual cultivation?"

Strange was silent for a while, and was just about to speak.

Daisy said again: "Don't you say that the cloak brought you here again."

Strange: ...his words have been said, and he has nothing to say.

Only then did he focus on Daisy who was curled up under the thin quilt. Looking at it this way... He opened his eyes very honestly.This look, this attractive little milk cat.

Daisy looked at the past, and when she saw his agitation that was about to tear his clothes, she smiled.

"I... I'll leave after I suck it back." Strange managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Go? You can't go." Daisy stretched out her hand and pulled him directly onto the bed.

Although Doctor Strange is arrogant and conceited, and always looks like no one else, but when Daisy is pinched by him, she can't help thinking "this wave is not bad".

It felt heavenly.Not only came from the hot contact of the body, but also the fit of the soul was moving at high speed in her body like an electric current.

Strange pinched her chin, entangled his lips and tongue, deep and heavy.They didn't stop until the air they breathed was deprived of each other, panting.

Strange thought to himself, this shortcut must have led him astray, otherwise why would he have the dangerous idea of ​​"wanting to get more, wanting her to be completely his own"?

Daisy stared at the soaring favorability value bit by bit with slack eyes.

She understood: It turns out that the degree of favorability can still be done.

Daisy couldn't take it anymore, she collapsed into Strange's arms like water, protesting palely: "I've been exercising too much... I'm so hungry, and I don't have any strength at all!"

Strange looked down, and saw that the girl in his arms was staring blankly, out of breath.

He frowned, tightening his strong self-control, and let go of the hand holding her.

"Take a break." After he finished speaking, he picked up the scattered clothes and put them back on one by one.

"Bye bye." Daisy grumbled feebly, suppressing her growling stomach, drowsily thinking that she wouldn't be hungry when she fell asleep.

Strange ignored him, drew a circle and left.

After a few minutes.

Daisy was awakened by a craving aroma.

Steak, pizza, chicken wings, French fries... She woke up instantly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Strange returning from the golden circle with big and small bags.

Behind him are the lively streets of New York.

"God knows how much I miss Western food!" Daisy scrambled over like a carp.

"Since Flash became the takeaway commissioner of the Justice League, Stephen, you are simply the takeaway of the Avengers..." Daisy met Strange's cold eyes and shut up instantly, "Delivering food or something, Pietro is still suitable!"

"Who is Flash? Who is Pietro?"

Why does this woman keep saying all kinds of men's names?

Forget it, she still doesn't want to explain.

Strange forked a piece of steak, stuffed it into Daisy's mouth, and fed her well.His purpose was very clear: to give her no chance to speak at all.

Until most of the food on the table was settled, Daisy touched her bulging stomach and waved her hands again and again.

Strange then put down the knife and fork: "Are you full?"

Daisy just wanted to nod, "Hic!" She couldn't help hiccupping.

"...Heh." Strange finally showed his first smile of the night, and even rubbed her head in a rare way.

"Then let's... hiccup! Go on... hiccup..." Daisy was a little embarrassed. They haven't finished their studies yet, so they can't delay their studies!

Strange held back a grin, thinking it would be quite a job.

"I won't fix it, Ming..." After finishing speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he pressed back the words "I will fix it tomorrow".

Repair what?Can no longer fix it!Strange finally knows what it is, and there will be countless times after the first time.

He was about to leave, but within two steps his body began to feel empty again... the feeling of draining spiritual power began.

Strange's eyes were darkened, and his footsteps were even more staggering.

Apparently, Daisy felt it too.

She patted the side of the bed generously and made room for her: "How about we sleep together?"

After Daisy finished speaking, seeing Strange's reluctant expression when he came, she immediately regretted it.

This guy is really... Give him a step, and he immediately descends quickly.

YouQi added a sentence when he lay down: "You hold my hand and sleep." The arrogant tone as always.

Daisy: "..."

Just as she was about to attack, Strange was already lying down and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

She didn't know that Strange didn't just want to restore the sensation in his hands, he now felt that holding hands like this was also good.

But it seems that the dilemma about spiritual power cannot be solved by sleeping.

Wait until the next morning.

Karma Taj's disciples saw an extremely familiar scene again.

Wherever Daisy went, Strange followed like a follower.Especially the red cloak on his body, he can't wait to wrap the two of them tightly together.Everyone secretly watched the gossip scene, and when Strange's cold eyes swept over, they quickly turned their heads, pretending not to be there, not listening, not knowing.

Strange, whose personality had collapsed, felt so bitter.

But his body was still sticking closely behind Daisy honestly, but his gaze was so cold that it could freeze to death.

Especially when Master Modu walked towards him.

Modu still likes Daisy, the little junior sister, so when he looks at Strange, he always has the feeling that his own cabbage has been scooped up by a pig, and he is still a skinny pig who can only show his temper.

Modu frowned and reminded: "Pay attention to your words and deeds, Strange. Look at what you look like now!"

Strange darkened his face proudly, and he distanced himself a little.

As a result, the golden thread representing spiritual power quickly rushed into Daisy's body.

Surprised, he quickly posted it back.

"??" Modu was speechless and angry, "How decent is it for an outsider to see Kama Taj's disciple like this! Strange, can't you leave Daisy?"

Daisy smiled awkwardly and helplessly, and winked at the man who was almost on top of her: Can't you wait for Senior Brother Modu to leave before posting it?

The most depressing among them was probably Strange.

With a heartbroken heart, he said, "I can't live without her, she is my life."

Mordo & Daisy: ...

Sure enough, Mo Du, who hated iron but not steel, just flung his sleeves and left.

Daisy looked at him inexplicably: "Master Strange, your character has collapsed again!"

Strange's eyes were dark. In order to solve this matter as soon as possible, he must increase his spiritual power and consolidate his magic faster.

Start by doubling your compensation back tonight.