[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Although it is suspected that he has dug the foot of a certain supreme mage, Sol feels that he cannot be blamed for this, after all, he has always been the most popular male god in Asgard.

But sorry, he didn't have any thoughts of responding to Dr. Weissman's crush.

Seeing Thor tied up Loki tightly, Sioro stood aside and watched quietly.

Even Loki didn't speak.

To be honest, he never thought it would be so simple.

At this moment, he suddenly learned without a teacher, and discovered a fact - if you know what a person hates and what he loves, manipulating him is just a simple thing, and you don't need to be so cunning, and you don't even need to be so cunning. clever.

But this discovery did not give him any sense of accomplishment, but instead provoked a lot of upset.

"How do you know that he is pretending to be your father?" Sol held his hands behind his back, allowing the Asgardian soldiers who woke up from the shock to escort Loki to the prison.

"I just told you," Xiouluo lowered his eyes, "he was cast a spell and inherited my will."

But Saul, who can only hit the straight ball, never admit defeat: "What do you mean? Don't beat around the bush."

Siouluo is also used to it, and explained half-concealed: "It means that he may plot for the throne of Asgard, but he will definitely not hurt—"

"Hurt me?" Along with these words, Sol put his arm on his shoulder, just like the intimacy of his youth.

"I think...you've changed a lot recently," Saul scratched his head, "The original you wouldn't be so direct."

Seeing Sol's simple and puzzled face, Xi Ouluo couldn't help but smile: "Really? Just pretend I'm in a good mood recently."

"It's still weird," Thor shrugged. "I guess I'll never understand what you're thinking? And what are you going to do with him?"

Siouluo patted Sol's hand on his shoulder and asked, "Then what are you going to do with me who escaped from prison?"

"Send you back? But if you want to escape, there are too many ways," Sol said jokingly, "but if you do something bad again, I will still find you and stop you. "

"Then I can thank you." Siouluo also said in a casual tone, "Thank you for having such a brother."

Standing side by side, the two stood at the far end of the Rainbow Bridge. In front of them was a magnificent and magnificent palace. The sky was filled with waterfalls and flowing water. The deep golden blue sky gradually brightened. Up, it's warm.

They just stood there quietly for a while, no one said a word, as if all the disputes and estrangements had never arisen, Loki was still the child who always followed his brother persistently with his eyes.

Sioro asked softly in his heart: "Did you see it, Loki?"

You are not alone and have never been alone, if you just open up and take a look.Everyone is not perfect, and cannot be a perfect father, perfect brother, and no one can completely save your lonely soul, but there is always someone who is willing to accompany you shoulder to shoulder.

Tell you firmly when you do bad things, I will stop you, but I will not give up on you.

"Shut up," a voice suddenly sounded in Xi'ouluo's mind, "You're sensational and disgusting."

Xi Ouluo narrowed his eyes and smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "But I'm right, aren't I?"

Sioro didn't stay long in Asgard, because there were still people waiting for him to come home.

This time, he had plenty of time and didn't need to save the world, so he used Loki's tricks to transform himself back into the familiar appearance of his mother and sister, bought Vivienne's birthday gift in advance, and then knocked on the door.

To his surprise, it was Strange who opened the door for him.

He rarely took off the semi-permanent mage robe, and put on a decent and expensive suit. He looked neither like the enigmatic supreme mage nor the arrogant surgeon.

He has a handsome face, humorous and polite conversation, and he can please middle-aged women and little girls.

"Mom?" After greeting Strange, Sioro secretly pulled Catherine aside, "What's going on? Why is Stephen here?"

Seeing her son coming back, Catherine smiled and rolled her eyes: "Doctor Strange, it's not that you said you've been busy recently, but the situation outside is very bad, so did you ask him to come and see us?"

Vivienne ran over at some point, tugged at Sioro's sleeve with her little hands, and whispered in a mysterious voice: "He is so powerful, he even performed a magic trick for me just now, I can also do it in the future." To be a magician?"

Xiouluo rubbed her little head: "It's not that easy to be a magician."

Vivian frowned slightly, her big watery eyes were full of disappointment.

Siouluo changed the subject: "But I believe in you, as long as Vivian works hard, she will definitely become an excellent magician."

Only then did Vivienne happily run away, and went to Strange's side again.

"Come on, help me quickly," Catherine dragged Siolo to the kitchen very naturally, "I invited Doctor Strange to have dinner at home."

Xiouluo had no choice but to take off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and helped wash the fruits and vegetables in the kitchen. By the way, he made a plate of fruit salad for Vivienne and Strange to pad their stomachs first.

Strange in the living room conjured a rose without thorns from his hand, smiled and handed it to Vivienne, and said flamboyantly, "To my most beautiful little princess."

Vivienne cheered and took over.

Catherine tilted her head for a glance, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Doctor Strange is really a nice person."

Siouluo: "...Yes."

Catherine: "It's also very gentle. When you went to the hospital for an internship, you always told me how scary the doctor who took you was. I almost believed it. I didn't expect to see a real person today, or I would have been deceived by you all the time. "

Siouluo: "???"

Catherine: "Looks very rich and well-bred. Of course, I'm not saying that he must be rich. It's just a family. Someone has to take financial responsibility. But you've made enough money, it doesn't matter. .”

The more Xiouluo heard it, the more something was wrong, but because Catherine was very interested, she didn't have the nerve to interrupt.

"Well, actually, I don't really care if you get married or not," Catherine seemed to feel her son's absent-mindedness, wiped her hands, patted his head, and said softly, "It's just that love is a beautiful thing. There's no harm in it."

Seeing Catherine's busy figure, Xi Ouluo suddenly felt wronged for some reason. He thought to himself, is it because I have always been a mentally abnormal patient in her heart?Did a psychiatrist tell her that a stable emotional relationship and the support of a lover are very beneficial to people like me?

While cutting vegetables, Catherine knew what her son was thinking without even turning her head.

"If you think about some messy things again, go to sleep on the street tonight."

Siouluo: "..."

Did this woman learn some magic from Strange?

Dinner was served quickly.

Catherine cooked a sea bass, and Xiouluo mixed fruits and vegetables according to the recipe she gave, and squeezed out a large green healthy drink.

Because he was not used to this taste, he secretly threw two sugar cubes into his and Vivienne's cups.

Uncharacteristically, Strange used his eloquence to praise Catherine's cooking skills instead of being mean to others, which was surprisingly cute.

After dinner, Strange got up to say goodbye.

Catherine was a little surprised: "There are very few taxis and flights in Baltimore at night. I don't think you came by car. Why don't you stay for one night today and leave tomorrow morning?"

Xi Ouluo lived with her warm and hospitable mother, and felt a little headache: "It's okay, he has his own mode of transportation, so he doesn't need to—"

Strange sat back on the sofa and nodded very politely: "Okay, thank you so much."

Siouluo leaned close to Catherine's ear and asked with a headache: "Then where is he going to sleep tonight? Hasn't the guest room been cleaned yet?"

Catherine said as a matter of course: "Sleep in your room."

Siouluo: "???"

You are my real mother.

Catherine burst out laughing: "What are you thinking, he sleeps in your bedroom, you sleep on the sofa or squeeze with your sister tonight, it happens that she always wants to hear you tell fairy tales. If you don't want to, just I have to wrong the guests to sleep on the sofa."

Sioro felt relieved.

He had never had a boyfriend before, so suddenly he wanted to sleep in the same room with a man, which was really unacceptable.

but……

Xiouluo couldn't believe it: "Then he wants to sleep on my bed?"

Catherine glanced at him: "You want him to sleep?"

Sioro thought about the picture of Strange lying on his used sheets and pillows, and his whole body was about to turn red.

"There is a new set of bedding at home. It hasn't been used after washing. You can change it for others." Fortunately, Catherine's voice saved him in time, making everything less embarrassing.

Xiouluo hurriedly responded and rushed into his room. He quickly changed his bed sheet and found a new one.

If he told himself five years ago that one day, he would "sleep" in the same bed as that furry boss, he would hang himself at the entrance of the hospital.

But the world is impermanent.

The appearance of the sheets is Catherine's usual aesthetics, made of soft pure cotton, and the color is clean and lazy warm gray.Xi Ouluo bent down, smoothed out every wrinkle on the sheet with his heart, and patted the pillow more fluffy.

The twilight fell on the light-colored hair, between the sunken waistline and the raised buttocks, the light blurred the delicate facial features, and outlined a layer of golden hair for him.

At some point, Strange appeared at the door. He quietly folded his arms and looked at Sioro motionlessly.

For some reason, this scene inexplicably reminded Strange of the fairy tales he read as a child.

—a platinum-haired elf was making his bed.

"You traded back with Loki?"

Siouluo: "...not yet."