[Comprehensive] Abuse of slag and cuteness

Working overtime on weekends is a curse.Dustin raised his middle finger at Mark viciously, and he swore that he was going to leave here, even though it wasn't now, but he swore that he would leave!

But, before he can get out of here, he has to fight his bed monster on weekends, his warm room demon air conditioner, his breakfast ... and then, on the road, fight the road killers, and finally arrive at Facebook headquarters, fighting against Mark, the evil BOSS—Dustin squinted his eyes and decided to find Eduardo to take revenge on Mark, but when he called, he found out that Eduardo was actually in the UK!

No wonder Mark is crazy.

Dustin shrugged and decided to let Mark go for now.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't hate Mark - he's been fighting for a long time to stand at Facebook headquarters!

Also, Mark looks so weird... Dustin has to think of some horrible future... world destruction or something - lo and behold, Mark looks like he's in a state of mania!

"Today, you have to get this program out!" Mark threw his code in the face of the technical department - the basic code is out, and now the technical department needs to do more things, which is not as good as getting out the basic code. How much easier it is to code, all of them have to work overnight!

Dustin looked at the codes, and then looked at Mark strangely...Of course he knew where Mark's irritability came from, but what he didn't expect was that Mark could endure it for two days-you know, he gave It was two days ago when Eduardo called.

In two days, Mark will fly directly to London, England after dealing with these messy things.

Before 0 o'clock, finally, the technical department got everything done.After Mark ran the program and found that it was working well, he took his laptop, his cell phone, and his wallet, picked up the luggage hidden under the desk, took a taxi and went straight to Jichang—— Although Mark can drive, he doesn't drive very much. First, he is red-green color blind. Second, when he is driving, he will have an accident when inspiration strikes. Therefore, taking a taxi is the best choice—before getting in the car. , Dustin rushed over and got into the car with him.

"What are you doing?" Mark glared at Dustin.

"Let's go with you." Dustin said confidently, and even raised the small luggage bag in his hand.

"I won't take you there!"

"I've bought the plane ticket!" Dustin raised his head proudly. He looked as if he was going to confront Mark. Whether it was his temper or his actions, Mark was hurt a lot—seriously, this Is it really Mark's CTO?Isn't it a spy sent by someone else?

On the plane, Mark didn't care about Dustin sitting in the back seat of him. He was so focused on finding trouble with Saul that he even thought about the terrible barrage of verbal attacks-although he never usually called him. However, this does not mean that he will not write the draft now. He has filtered a lot of vicious words in his mind and prepared to contribute it to Saul.

However, how did he know that since Thomas sent him a video online, things in England have become as out of control as ten thousand grass mud horses trampling across the grassland.

Sol has already discovered that Thomas is Loki, and he will never let go of any opportunity to be alone with Thomas, so when the magic disappears and Thomas appears, Thor rushes directly to hug him, and keeps saying Calling "brother", he hugged him horizontally -- huh, that's right, that's what you think, princess hug.

"Let me go!" Thomas—or Loki, shrieked, pushing Thor away. "Let me go, barbarian—barbarian!"

"I'm not a barbarian, Loki, I'm your brother! I'm your brother..." Thor shook Loki in his arms, "Look, I'm a brother or a brother—look, I'm your dearest Brother... Loki, you... do you remember?"

It turned out that Sol thought that Loki had lost his memory, and he coaxed Loki like a child. He wanted Loki to remember everything they had... when they were underage, Even though Loki hated this, Thor still asked to sleep with Loki, and he would hug him at night when Loki fell asleep, lest he wake up because of nightmares.

But Loki seems to be full of resistance now, and he doesn't want to catch up with Thor at all.

"Brother, we can sleep together at night, and I can hold you...so you won't sleep badly because of nightmares..." Sol thought his brother was still his brother, that...reformed New, no longer the younger brother of the evil villain.

However, whether it is Loki or Thomas, he is not the little prince of Asgard.

Therefore, Sol's plan is impossible to succeed at all.He was just wishful thinking that he and his brother could love each other as they once did—oh, what a beautiful word, love each other!

But how is this possible?

Just when Sol was immersed in the fantasy that he was going to have a good talk with his brother, and maybe have a good night of brotherly love, a tearing pain in his waist called him back to the real world—— Luo Ki, his younger brother, stabbed him in the waist with a dagger!

Oh my god!

Thor clutched his waist—blood was running from between his fingers, and he had to be thankful his brother hadn't hit him in the gut otherwise his blood would have gushed out like a fountain—but it was still It was very painful, and the feeling of bleeding made his heart ache even more, and his nose was sore, he almost cried out.

This kind of pain really made him miss it—since the First World War in New York, he hadn't felt this for a long time...was stabbed in the waist by his brother with a dagger, he remembered when they were young...what did he do to make Luo When Ki was unhappy with something, Loki would do the same, but he would not pierce his skin, and later... when they grew up and matured, Loki's punishment for him began to escalate ——But it's nothing, he doesn't care about this little injury at all!

But...the one who stabbed Loki, that is, Thomas, was terrified.

He pushed Sol away, broke free from his arms, and jumped far away.

"Brother!" Sol covered the wound, but stretched out his other hand to his younger brother, "Stop making trouble, Loki, come here and help me deal with it."

"No!" The other party rejected his proposal, "Besides, I'm not your brother—Saul, my memory, your brother is dead, he's gone—and I, I don't know why I have His memory, but that to me was like...like watching a book or a movie...it doesn't make any sense!"

"Do not--"

"Listen to me, Sol, my name is not Rocky, I'm Thomas—you can call me Tommy, Tom, but...not Rocky," the other party shook his head at him, "Maybe you're right, I'm Loki, but maybe... I'm the one who dropped everything about Loki, and since he's dropped everything, I mean...why can't you let go?"

What Thomas said was well-founded, but it made Saul miserable.

Sol clutched the wound on his waist and walked forward, step by step, trying to get Loki within the reach of his hand... However, he forgot that it wasn't just the two of them here—— Pete and Eduardo!

That's right, let's cheer - our god teammate Pete is here!

"Sol!" Pete yelled, "Sol! I remember, Thor—Thor, did you forget?"

"What?" Saul was stunned and stopped. At this moment, Pete rushed over and grabbed Thomas and dragged him to Eduardo's side. Turning his head again, Pete had already thrown the bandage he didn't know where he came from. to Thor's head.

"Now, let us—let you all calm down!" Eduardo said calmly, "Sol, take care of your wounds first, Thomas, calm down first, find a place to sit for a while...then put your Throw away the murder weapon—Peter, go and get some water for Sol, and I'll wrap his bandages, OK?"

This division of labor is really perfect.

Thor couldn't take his eyes off Loki, and the Loki he thought was sitting opposite him, as for his wounds - Thor is a god, even if he was hurt, even if he was hurt like it was going to end the world, But he was still able to fight—a picture of Sol being wounded covered in blood, with several holes in his stomach still beating the tall flame giant to death with a hammer emerged in Thomas’ mind—so, a Small wounds are nothing at all, not much different from a prank!

Snorting hard, Thomas lifted both legs up onto the couch in a defensive sitting position.

Only Sol, staring at Thomas with a smirk on his face.

After that, this scene lasted for two days, two full days.

And the house No.13 in the central square suddenly seemed to have existed in this place all the time. It was like any ordinary small building, with a total of five floors, many and large rooms, a central hall, and a very well-decorated Classic but not scary... There are no tenants, the owner of this house is Thomas, and now, its only residents are Sol, Pete, and Eduardo.

After returning here, Thomas seemed to suddenly understand something. He even found his property-he said it was given to him by his mother, but no one could prove this.

"Loki, for the protection of our mother...I mean, she's gone..." Thor lowered his eyelids sadly, "I know you care about this...I mean...sorry, Loki...I ..."

"It's about that woman."

"what?"

"I said I knew about that woman—your woman, Jane or something, I know this." Thomas raised an eyebrow, "I know everything about you—I said it, like reading about One of your books, but that has less to do with me than my mother... I'd rather she was a wizard."

He stood up and took the pizza from Eduardo: "Also, Saul, I need you to understand-I...even your brother will not go back with you, this place is very good, I like it here, Also, I like Eduardo."

Like Eduardo? !

Sol was taken aback: "Brother, what are you talking about?!"

"I said... I like Eduardo," Thomas said, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on Eduardo's cheek, "and I like Pete, too, he's so cute—so, I thought if I If it's really your brother, then I'm a god, so... what do you think about me and Eduardo? I can even figure out how to prolong his life - we raise Pete together... I think it's good! "

Where is it? !

Sol directly denied this without thinking: "No!"

"Why?!" Thomas glared at him, "Sol, even if I am Loki, I'm just your younger brother. Do I still need your approval for who I'm with?"