[Zhongyingmei] There are new relationships every day

Alicia can still recall her bewildered expression at that time.

As a girl whose force value can basically meet the conditions for self-protection, Alicia has the instinct of self-defense.

Then she... fell on her back and knocked this strange tramp unconscious.

Recalling this, Alicia poked Loki with great interest: "Do you still remember—"

She didn't finish her sentence.

Loki, who refused to recall the painful past, pulled Alicia into his arms.

His eyes met the girl in his arms, and those blue eyes were full of his own image.

The corners of Loki's lips were slightly raised, and he lowered his head, getting closer and closer to himself reflected in the blue ocean.His slightly short breath hit Alicia's cheek, and the girl subconsciously held her breath, trembling uncontrollably.

The smell on Loki's body was similar to mint, with a refreshing scent, but at the same time, what this smell brought was that it made her intoxicated uncontrollably.

Lips and tongues were exchanged, Alicia was immersed in the breath that enveloped her, and the platinum-haired girl was kissed dazedly, only thinking about Loki standing in front of her at this moment.

She was finally let go, her breath was short, she broke away from the domineering atmosphere that enveloped her, and opened her eyes in confusion.

Alicia has a pair of very beautiful blue eyes that seem to be talking.

At this time, her eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of mist, but Loki was very clear in front of her eyes.

The man looked at her with a smile on his lips.

There are only a few tens of centimeters between him and her. His originally neatly combed hair is a little messy, and even his shirt is wrinkled, but he only has himself in his eyes.

Alicia couldn't control the boiling temperature on her cheeks, and she blushed again.

Loki took her hand and interlocked her fingers, the smile on his face inadvertently deepened.

He kissed the back of her hand and hugged Alicia.

Rapunzel's loose platinum-blonde hair swayed in mid-air, and Alicia's knees rested on Loki's strong arms, and he held her firmly in his arms.

Hearing Alicia's exclamation, he blew into her ear, causing the girl to tremble.

Loki was satisfied with this.

"Hold me tight."

Alicia grabbed his shirt cooperatively.

His breath hit Alicia's ear, and his voice was deliberately lowered, with a hoarse sex appeal.

"My girl, would you like your knight to escort you home?"

The girl with long platinum hair has already slowed down.

She tilted her head, and from her angle she could see his chin, and his smiling eyes.

Alicia pursed her lips, trying not to smile.

Her grip on Loki's shirt loosened, then tightened.

"drive--"

It was a wild and intoxicating night.

Alicia seemed to be floating in a violent storm. She was pulled into the chaotic vortex, and her breathing was blocked. She could only hold the hand of the man who brought her the storm, panting like sobbing.

Loki won't let her go.

Those eyes, which turned dark green due to emotional agitation, seemed to glow in the dark night, like a wolf guarding the territory.

He kissed Rapunzel's platinum blonde hair inch by inch, her back, held her hand, and repeated it over and over in her ear.

"who am I?"

"Loki..."

"you are mine."

"Well……"

"Ellie, tell me, who am I and who are you?"

"Lo, Loki—I'm yours, yours..."

The man narrowed his eyes contentedly, covering the almost glowing green.

"Yes, you are mine."

***

Alicia was woken up by the slamming of the door.

It was just in time for the weekend, and Rocky also gave himself a vacation, and the two of them were lazy on the bed.

——I’ve said it all, Loki is now an ordinary atrium man with a better physique, except for his thoughts.

Alicia seemed to be falling apart, her eyes were red and miserable, and she struggled to open her eyes.

Loki didn't seem to hear the knock on the door, his arms were tightly wrapped around Alicia's slender waist, and he remained motionless.

Alicia struggled to pull an arm out of the quilt, rubbed her long messy hair, fished out the mobile phone by the bed, and glanced at the time.

Nine twenty in the morning.

... My biological clock is completely scrapped.

The banging on the door continued.

Alicia kicked Loki's leg under the blanket.

The man who couldn't continue pretending to be asleep grumbled.

"Get up and open the door. It's probably looking for you, maybe from your studio." Alicia rubbed her head, "I don't know why you knocked on the door."

Loki thought for a while, and finally listened to his fiancée and sat up: "I don't think it's me."

He kept his word in the studio, he said don't look for him these few days, even if the studio explodes, no one will come to him.

Loki put on his nightgown and tied it up: "...I think it might be your former boss."

Alicia's hair was a mess.She was trying to smooth out her disobedient hair, and when she heard Loki's words, she blinked: "Hey, Your Royal Highness, it seems that you really have a big opinion on Stark?"

Loki didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders, and went directly to open the door amidst the knocking on the door.

Needless to say?

A proud, conceited, and arrogant guy, naturally he doesn't get along well with Loki, who is of the same nature.

Loki opened the door impatiently, and sure enough, he guessed it right.

The banging stopped.

Tony wore crumpled clothes, looked hungover, his fist knocking on the door stopped in mid-air, frowning, his expression was much more serious than the previous cynical one.

"... see Margaret?"

Based on his height, Loki glanced down at him: "Your brat?"

Tony paused, held back his temper, and just said sarcastically: "Pretending to be a little sheep beside your fiancée, but now I'm starting to show off my prestige."

Loki's face was as it should be: "Otherwise? That's my fiancee."

He faintly emphasized "mine".

Tony took a deep breath, and decided not to be serious with the guy in front of him, after all, their attributes really don't match.

He paused, his expression became more serious: "I'm serious, is Margaret here?"

"No, she didn't come," Loki replied in front of him, "The person disappeared? Isn't that just right, her appearance was originally a mistake."

Tony gave him a cold look, turned back to the apartment he bought, and slammed the door hard.

Alicia was putting on her clothes, and when she saw Loki coming back, she blinked: "What's wrong?"

"It's Tony Stark," Loki said, "his daughter is missing."

Alicia froze for a moment, and stopped putting on her clothes.

She groaned, and continued speaking after a few seconds.

"...that...that's pretty good," the platinum-haired girl raised her face and smiled warmly, "then she must have gone home."

She also sincerely thought so.

Across a wall, Tony Stark was in a state of suffocation.

Those large, alluring caramel-colored eyes were wide open, staring at the screen without blinking.

Half an hour ago, Margaret skipped out the door.

She seemed to have forgotten the awkward fight with her father before, and gave Tony a fragrant kiss on the cheek, and then went to Alicia.

She said she was going to find her mother for dinner.

Just these few steps, Tony didn't care too much lazily, until the door was closed for 2 minutes, Jarvis reminded his husband.

"Sir, Miss Margaret's signal has disappeared."

Tony sat up awkwardly.

The surveillance video at the door showed that his door was opened and then closed, and no one was photographed, not even a five-year-old girl.

There is no doubt that Tony, who is alone, likes Margaret, not to mention that smart, cute, and a little cunning little girl is inextricably linked to him.

He originally held a little hope that Margaret would just find Alicia, but the bubble-like fantasy burst with a poke.

Marguerite disappeared as suddenly as she had appeared, without reason and without regularity.

The genius Iron Man also had unsolvable puzzles, his brows were tightly frowned, his expression was serious, and he flew back to the Avengers Building in New York.

He studied without sleep for several days, and was finally forced back to his room to rest by his colleagues.

He finally adjusted and returned to the way he was before Margaret appeared.

Indulgence, debauchery, and just starting to investigate parallel dimensions.

In this regard, neither the Avengers nor his CEO have a clear idea of ​​what happened, and Jarvis, the only one who knows, can't change his husband's mind.

Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff was brought up to care about Tony.

The glamorous red-haired agent changed into a dress, enchanting and charming, but no one dared to underestimate her fighting power.

And when she knocked on Tony's laboratory with a red wine bottle, the sharp-eyed agent found something on the sofa.

So when Tony asked Jarvis to open the door, what he saw was Natasha holding a baby.

The red-haired agent seemed to be softened by the little girl who was only one or two years old in his arms, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

She looked at Tony and raised her eyebrows, but her voice was cautiously soft: "Where did you get the child? Could it be that Stark is going to start charity again?"

Stark has been doing charity, okay...?

Tony moved his eyes down, and he looked at the strange little girl sleeping soundly in Natasha's arms, and her red hair that was exactly the same as Natasha...

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The author has something to say: [Margaret follow-up]

Yesterday we agreed to find my mother for breakfast in the morning, but the little princess bounced away from Tony's apartment, but Alicia's door couldn't be knocked open.

Margaret was dumbfounded.

She knocked, and knocked, and knocked hard, but there was no response from the apartment.

The little girl pursed her mouth and put her ear against the door to listen for a while, but she still couldn't hear anything.

No, no, didn't mom come back yesterday?

The little girl's expression was particularly aggrieved.

Today's Margaret wore a new dress, a snow-white gauze skirt, and snow-white leather shoes.

She knocked again for a while, but there was still no response, so she had to turn around and knock on the door she came out of.

This time, the door opened, but it was a stranger who opened it.His hair was messed up, the smell of alcohol was still on his body, and he looked fierce.

Margaret was startled by him, and quickly backed away. The man didn't care too much, but just slammed the door shut with a sulky face.

The little princess was really at a loss.

She didn't care about the new dress, and leaned against the door of "mother"'s house with her arms folded on her knees, until ten minutes later, a terrible scream sounded from the opposite door.

Margaret flinched, but there was a familiar voice from the window in the corridor.

Iron Man's Mark 88 was parked outside the window, the mask was opened, revealing a tired smile from Tony Stark: "...I found you, my little princess."

Eh? !It's Dad!Really, that's right, the one who knows whose father she is!

Tony smiled at her, those beautiful caramel-colored eyes began to smile contentedly, and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes stretched: "Come here, daddy will take you home."

Margaret's smiling face just bloomed, and the door of her "previously lived" apartment opened instantly.

The guy who was already drunk came screaming from the apartment, looking more excited and sober than anyone else.

He rushed downstairs excitedly, and just went down a few steps before rushing back.

Those eyes stared at Iron Man hovering over the corridor window, almost glowing.

"——Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark!!! Can you sign it for me, please!!!"

Tony: "..."

Margaret: "...Dad is addicted to fans again."

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