Aisha walked out of the bar, reached out and hailed a taxi: "Go to the Hilton Hotel."

The hands of the watch have already pointed to twelve o'clock. Except for the dark night, this bustling city is no different from the daytime. It is even more lively because of the cover of the dark night.

She didn't know if she had been drinking, but when she got out of the car, the wind blew, her cheeks were a little hot, she stretched out her hand to cover her face.

The elevator door just opened, and wanted to go back quickly to take a shower, so he quickly pressed the elevator button to close the door.

"Wait a minute!" A big hand blocked the elevator that was about to close, and Aisha looked at him through the metal elevator door—the chestnut blond hair was combed neatly, but the shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons—a little bit of rigor uninhibited.

Checking in with a suitcase so late, Aisha felt a little strange in her heart, standing there boredly guessing his occupation.

Typical elites dress up, and the scope should not escape lawyers, doctors and financial practitioners.Aisha still wanted to find out some evidence to continue her guess. The elevator had already stopped on the floor where her room was located, and she forgot about it in an instant.

Dr. Stephen Strange, who just appeared in Time Magazine this year as the Pioneer of the Year, looked away lightly. It is human nature to appreciate beautiful things, but he has no other ideas.

As a world-renowned neurosurgeon, Dr. Strange naturally has no shortage of mansions, but the bathroom leaked in his apartment on the Upper East Side. With a serious obsession with cleanliness, he randomly packed his luggage and checked into a hotel.

After Elsa took a shower and finished her daily skin care routine, she lay down on the bed and went to sleep. It was already past her usual rest time.

There is lavender fragrance in the room to help sleep, and I have no dreams until dawn.Aisha was woken up by the sun, stretched out from the bed, and after washing, she began to pack her clothes.

She has no plans today, and she is going to return to Xavier Manor after breakfast.

In the dining room, there was a bouquet of lilies with dewdrops on the white linen tablecloth, and Aisha dragged her suitcase to occupy the last empty table.

The breakfast included in the room rate was quite satisfactory. After Aisha was full, she wiped her mouth and sat there to rest.

Standing at the door of the restaurant, Strange glanced around, but there was no empty table. He frowned displeasedly, exuding an air of indifference that strangers should not get close to.

He seemed to be a bad-tempered guy, Elsa waved at him, and Strange strode over, only then did Elsa realize that the muscles of his legs wrapped in suit pants were tense and strong.She stood up and said, "Use it slowly."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Strange saw Elsa get into a taxi, the breeze blew her temple hair, and her eyes were as blue as the Turkish sky.

is a beauty.

When Aisha went back, she brought a box of macarons. This dessert is called the girl's crispy breast, and it is the proud work of the French.

"Have afternoon tea together." Aisha appeared in the principal's office with snacks and tea.

"Have you had fun?"

She nodded, smiled, and said, "I went to the Metropolitan Museum, and there happened to be a special exhibition of photography. The theme is very creative and the works are excellent."

"Interested in photography?"

"I haven't touched it before, it feels a bit novel. You have to know that I can only rely on painting to record the scenes of important moments." Aisha said, taking out a hyacinth from the vase and placing it on the side of her face: " My birthday is such a painting."

She lowered her eyes quietly, and Charles thought that the painting must be extremely beautiful.

"In fact, photography and painting have many similarities. Both pay attention to composition, color and light, but photography is an art of a moment, and the emotions carried by both are the same." Charles said, with a gentle look, like spring water generally.

Aisha lost her mind for a moment, and suddenly said: "Actually, I have been forgetting to say thank you to you."

"Ok?"

"Fortunately, it was you who rescued me."

"You're welcome." Charles said jokingly. Seeing her relaxed expression, he asked carefully, "If you don't mind, can you tell me why it was frozen on the bottom of the sea?"

This is the first time Aisha has been honest about her past: "I left a book and left the palace because of some things. I can't say why." However, although I am a queen, I am not as noble as you imagine."

She more or less guessed that the chef was replaced because of her.

"The world I live in is a world that only exists in your legends. There are magicians, elves, goblins, and all kinds of monsters. When I was fighting an ice monster, I fell into the ice abyss and woke up. I'll see you then." Aisha stroked a sapphire ring on her right middle finger, with a vague guess in her heart.

The low temperature of the ice abyss was unbearable even for her, and the underwater pressure was extremely high. She was injured at the time and had almost no chance of surviving.I only remember that before she fell into darkness, a faint blue light was emitted from her hand, which then enveloped her body.

Maybe it saved her, or it brought her into this world, Elsa looked down at the ring.

"I've never heard of the kingdom of Arendelle. You must have traveled through time and space. Hank hasn't told you about parallel time and space, but under extreme pressure, time and space cracks may occur. of."

Charles answered her long-standing doubts, and when Aisha looked at him, she unconsciously glanced at his bald head.

She has seen many beauties, and Charles is still beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, like a beautiful boy in mythology.Time has only added wisdom to him, but it has not worn away his beauty. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the darling of heaven.

He is not a religious person, but because of the divine part of his personality, he has an ascetic and gentle attraction.

"What are you thinking?" She looked at him without turning her eyes.

"I was wondering what color your hair is." Aisha blurted out, and smiled awkwardly in response.

Charles was not angry, but still had gentle eyes: "It's brown."

Now that it was done, Aisha was not embarrassed anymore, but suggested: "Have you ever used hair restorer?"

It seems to be a misunderstanding, his hair was voluntarily shaved for better use of the brain wave machine.

"I used to have pictures with hair."

"Different." She just felt that with the hair, he was more Charles than Professor X.Seemingly aware that he had crossed the line, he said, "Don't mind my opinion."

Charles smiled, and his retracted eyes revealed a bit of thought.

"Hank." Aisha went to the laboratory to find him, and saw him wearing goggles to test something: "Are you busy?"

"What's wrong?" He took off his rubber gloves and rubbed the space between his brows, looking tired.

"Ask you something." He said and handed something to him: "What is this for?"

"Blood measuring device." Hank pointed to the groove next to it: "Put your finger here and it will prick blood, which is used to test the poison content in the blood."

Was Tony Stark poisoned?But why not detoxify?Could it be that there is no antidote?

Aisha covered her thoughts and put the coffee she just made in front of him: "I think you'd better take a nap."

He nodded, suddenly reacted, and asked strangely: "How do you have such a thing?"

"I picked it up." Aisha mumbled past: "Go ahead, I'll go first."

Even if she knew what was going on, she wouldn't be able to help. Aisha suddenly felt that she was unnecessary.

As the hot summer passed, the weather became cooler, and the grass and trees in the courtyard were lush and full of vitality.

Autumn is almost here.

The hottest topic now is Iron Man, and because of Tony Stark's flamboyant personality, the news is full of him. Yesterday, the news that he received a subpoena at the entrance of the expo immediately hit the headlines.

Aisha inevitably paid attention, and was turning on the TV to watch the live broadcast.

Is arrogance common to geniuses?On TV, Tony beat the senator and the so-called weapons expert Justin Hammer to no avail.

At this moment, Charles came into the living room, and Aisha denied her own thoughts. Isn't this a counterexample?

Charles took away the ice cream she was holding in her hand: "Eat less, my stomach hurts later."

Elsa licked the spoon and looked at him sadly.

"good."

Because of her ability, Aisha's menstrual period is more painful than other girls, and every time she feels like she has a serious illness.Since Charles found out, he began to strictly monitor the number of ice drinks she ate.

Charles had a tough attitude, and Aisha, who knew she was wrong, instantly weakened: "Okay, okay."

Charles looked for it with satisfaction, and looked at the TV: "Are you paying attention to this matter?"

"No."

"What do you think?"

"If it were me, I would also want to hold such a powerful weapon in my own hands."

"So you also agree with Congress's approach?"

"The ass decides the head. If I don't sit in their place, what does my idea matter?" Politics is either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.Looking at the current situation, Tony Stark is obviously more dominant.

Charles touched his chin. It would be more beneficial for this set of armor to be in the hands of Tony Stark. The stronger the power of the US government, the greater the threat to mutants.

Although he hopes that humans and mutants can coexist peacefully, he will not underestimate the greed of human nature.

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