[Comprehensive + Fulian Thor] Liars and Juvenile Offenders

There was so much information that India had to talk to Loki for a while and then stop to think and sort out her thoughts before continuing.

And this night, Loki also cooperated unbelievably, as if he hadn't told so many truths for a long time, he told the girl all about his past and that terrible prophecy.

The storm outside the window was as violent as ever. India listened to the sound of the rainstorm beating against the window, put her arms around her knees, and stared at Loki's beautiful green eyes, for fear that he would just give himself such an unrealistic promise on a whim .

"What? Don't trust me?" Loki laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm already so untrustworthy?"

"No," India answered him, "Even though you have teased me many times, I still... still trust you. It's just that I can't believe I'm getting help from a god."

Loki looked at her, slowly, but finally showed a beautiful smile that still tinged with arrogance.

"When you can't do something for the person or thing you want to work hard for, you will find how rare your decisions are now."

He said it with a double meaning.

In the seemingly incomparably long 1000-year life of Luo Ji, the family, relatives, and warmth he thought were all lies and vain, that's why he was so stubborn, surly, and desperate.

He longed to achieve something of his own and be recognized by Odin, whom he admired and admired, but he fell off the Rainbow Bridge because of this.

Thinking of this, a cold and sarcastic smile appeared on the man's face uncontrollably.

"At least you don't become like me."

India looked very surprised.

Loki smiled slightly, and continued: "Debunk the lies that can be debunked, and do what you want to do. At least now, no one can stop you or deny you, can't you?"

He was referring to the girl's father, and the agent Coulson.

It seems that to some extent, the two of them are really similar.

……

But soon, a more vexing problem than original sin emerged.

India looked at Loki who was approaching eleven o'clock but still had no intention of leaving her house, and asked vigilantly, "You don't plan to spend the night with me, do you?"

"Otherwise?" Loki glanced at the episodes on the TV that he was not interested in, and asked her back, "Do you want me to go out and find a place to live?"

India blinked her eyes, choked by him for a moment and couldn't find a rebuttal.

Although she was raised free-range since she was a child, and no one disciplined her after her father died. She has never had a boyfriend since middle school. The person here is Loki, so I feel indescribably... awkward.

Loki felt that the girl's appearance was very interesting, so he became playful and leaned towards her, getting closer and closer until the distance where the two of them could smell each other's breath, he successfully made the girl's whole body stiff.

"What do you want...to do?"

"I want..." Loki raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.

India didn't blink her eyes and held her breath.

"I'm going to rest."

Loki spit out these few words that made the girl suddenly startled, seeing the sudden change of expression on her face, the man couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"India, you are really..." He smiled very happily, this successful teasing made him happy physically and mentally, and he was very happy, "You are really more and more fun."

The girl clenched her fists and sneered. She ignored the subtle disappointment in her heart, and then directly shortened the little distance between the two of them, and kissed the man on the corner of his mouth.

"If you dare not, I will help you."

Leaving the other's lips, India said with a smile.

"If you want to sleep on my bed, then I'll sleep on the sofa." Looking back at Loki with complicated expressions, the girl said, "I'll go and clean my bed first."

Rocky tapped the rim of the bowl twice with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Isn't that an invitation just now?"

"Invitation fart, just thank you!"

"grateful?"

Loki frowned, somewhat surprised by this answer.

"Thank you for providing me with useful information." India folded the messy clothes on the bed, and said sincerely, "That just now is a thank you gift for you."

When Loki heard this, the expression on his face was even more weird.

"Thank you?" He sneered suddenly, his tone indifferent and harsh, "Are you insulting the god of lies?"

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room was swept away in an instant, and the temperature even dropped a few degrees. India couldn't keep up with the other party's jumping thoughts, and she couldn't understand why Loki, who had just laughed at Yanyan, suddenly became angry.

"What do you mean?"

"And—for those who provided information, will you send thanks?"

Loki asked again: "As far as I know, your work requires frequent intelligence collection." He stood up, and his slender figure made this small apartment look even smaller, and the man walked away in a few steps He entered the girl's bedroom and stood in front of her.

"So, do you often give your kisses?"

There was lightning outside the window, illuminating the somewhat dim interior as if it were daytime.

And Loki's slightly terrifying expression was directly magnified in front of India. She had never seen an angry god, and she had never seen the other person's expression. bed.

"Loki?" She looked up at him nervously, seeing his unusual angry expression, and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"

The other party's eyelids twitched, but he didn't speak.

Depend on!Why is he so angry!

As soon as the words fell, there was another thunderclap. Loki flattened the corners of his mouth and looked at India with contempt and arrogance, carefully hiding the insignificant embarrassment in his eyes.

"How could I be angry because of ants?"

"But you're just mad," India raised her voice, "and—"

She stood up, and happened to be completely close to the man standing in front of her bed: "Who said I would kiss anyone casually? Have you ever seen it? Why are you so convincing as if you saw it with your own eyes!"

Speaking of the excitement, the girl pushed Loki, but she didn't push, so she punched him hard on the shoulder again, shouting: "Isn't it because I was facing you and me—"

Having said that, her voice stopped abruptly, leaving behind a flamboyant coda that dispersed in the air.

In the darkness, only the girl's rapid breathing due to anger could be heard.

Loki: "Just?"

"Just..." India paused, awkwardly swallowed the second half of the sentence she didn't think clearly, then raised her leg and kicked the opponent's calf.

"Why do you talk so much, and still get angry for no reason, shut up and get out of bed! I still have work tomorrow, so I don't have time to chat with you!"

……

It rained all night and stopped in the middle of the night.

India curled up on the sofa, listening to the sound of the rain gradually diminishing and disappearing, and then gently sniffing the smell of rain in the air, controlling her breathing, making it long and peaceful, as if falling asleep.

The girl's eyes were as clear and calm as ever. After she was sure that Loki was really asleep, she waited for a while and looked at her watch. At four o'clock in the morning, she turned over and got up.

Below where she sat on the sofa, in the crevice, was a dagger.

India tiptoedly took out the dagger and held it in her palm.

The whole body of the dagger was silvery white, with a cold light, and it was engraved with complicated patterns, so one could tell at a glance that it was not something from the atrium.

This is the dagger that Loki left on Stark Tower during the Battle of New York, and he stabbed Thor with this thing.

The girl's eyes fell on the man lying on her side on her bed. Loki was tall, and the bed she slept on didn't feel crowded.

Picking up the dagger, India walked over gently.

Going around to the other side, the moonlight fell, just lighting up Loki's sleeping face.

Different from his cleverness and cunning when he was awake, all those mean looks faded away because of his deep sleep. He fell asleep peacefully, with his brows stretched and his breathing calm. This was when he was truly harmless.

India looked at him, clutching the dagger tremblingly.

She withheld this highly lethal weapon privately, and she did not report it to anyone in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Only this thing can hurt people in Asa God Realm.

India thought very sadly in her heart that this was her only chance.

——The only chance to avenge Uncle Coulson.

She didn't forget about the Battle of New York, and she didn't let go of her hatred at all. Her peace, calmness, and even friendliness were all disguised.

When Loki appeared in front of India again, her subconscious action was still to draw the gun, and she was still fighting with her life.

The girl looked at Loki and tried her best to control her breathing, she didn't want to be discovered by the other party.

Perhaps in her subconscious mind, she didn't want Loki to find out that she had such thoughts.

Especially when the opponent has already dropped all barriers.

India lowered her eyes, slowly knelt on the bed, and leaned over.

The dagger was as stable as a gun in her hand. If the girl wanted, she could immediately slit Loki's throat. Even if he didn't die, it would definitely hurt him badly.

But when India looked at the sharp point of the knife, she suddenly felt a terrible headache.

The girl's breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat ooze from her back and forehead. She began to be afraid, tense, and resisted.

With one strike, she can take revenge.

But India found to her chagrin that she didn't want to.

After about a few seconds, the girl felt a chill on her face, and she subconsciously reached out her hand to wipe it away, only to find that it was tears from one hand.

India cried without warning.

She was very close to Loki, and the tears almost fell on the other's face, so she quickly reached out and wiped it hastily.

However, before India wiped away her tears, she lowered her head and suddenly found Loki's green eyes looking straight at her.

"It's a good thing you didn't plug it in, otherwise it might be very painful for you," Loki looked as if he had woken up from a sleep, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked at the girl in front of him with a bit of pity in his eyes. , "Do you really want to kill me? It seems not."

"Who said no? When I came out of S.H.I.E.L.D. and saw you waiting for me, I wanted to kill you." India maintained that half-kneeling position on the bed, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse.

But Loki seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't care about the fact that the other party almost stabbed him to death with Asgard's dagger. With a slight movement of his finger, the dagger disappeared from India's hand out of thin air.

"It's mine, so just listen to me, you can't kill anyone with it."

After speaking, Loki stretched out his hand and pulled India directly into his arms.

The girl let out a short scream in extreme fright and horror, and she didn't stop struggling until she realized what kind of strange posture the two of them had become when the other party hugged her.

Loki's embrace was not warm at all, his body was as cold as his lips, and India was held in his arms, as if she was clinging to a stone sculpture.

But strangely, she didn't feel afraid anymore, and the pain that was surging in her chest just now, which was almost ready to come out, gradually subsided.

Loki's steady heartbeat was no different from that of a girl. She raised her head cautiously, and saw the face that was close at hand, and the indifferent expression on that face as always.

India bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

Perhaps at this time, it is best not to say anything.

"It's so early, I should sleep for a while." Loki said with a smile. He was afraid of the cold, and now he was hugging a girl with normal body temperature, feeling extremely comfortable and comfortable. He was in a good mood and even rubbed his chin Rubbing each other's hair top.

"Good night..." His tone paused, and he continued with a smile, "Youth delinquent."

"...good night," India replied sullenly in his arms, "Liar."

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