Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

The car stopped, the lights came back on, and the gloom on her face faded away like a tide, as if she had never appeared before.

And fine shards of ice appeared on her fingertips, and she calmly pinched her index finger to wipe off the shards.

Coming out of the subway, I saw the curly-haired man with a thin figure, an indifferent expression, and sharp eyes.

Instead, she felt a strange sense of security.

She swept away the haze in her heart, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and the natural charm between her brows exuded vividly, a beauty who couldn't pick out any flaws, her eyes revealed a rare aurora.

"Sir, do you have a girlfriend?"

"That's not my domain." The man frowned slightly.

"Sir, I think you need a girlfriend." She smiled wantonly and movingly.

It was rare that he didn't directly sarcastically, he seemed to think for a second, "Why do I need it?"

Ai Miye tried to convince him, "For example, when you observe and think at a crime scene, you need someone to help you provide tools."

"For another example, when you think the case is easy, you can play intellectual games with your girlfriend to pass the time."

"I think I'm just right for the position."

Her eyes were bright, like thousands of stars living in them, and a little snow-white hair grew from the root of her dyed golden hair—her original hair color.

Females are more likely to suffer from the X-linked genetic disease of the Kailin family than males.

Even the most ordinary sunlight will be more scorching and even stinging to them.

Skin burns from strong light and possible permanent blindness.

People who are more sensitive to light than ordinary people and are also more vulnerable.

There was a smirk on Sherlock's mouth, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, "Every time you speak, you make me doubt the admission requirements of Cambridge University."

"You will be my priority in everything." She said, her fair cheeks were shining brightly, and her blue eyes were like the cleanest vast sky, boundless and full of charm.

The curly-haired man didn't speak, and the hands hanging on both sides moved slightly.

"Everything will be stamped with your mark, sir, and I will be yours."

Belongs to you alone.

Her eyes are like flowers in early summer, and her lips are like spring cherry blossoms. Her beauty is not only her appearance, but also her charm from the inside out, which is extremely magnificent.

Everything will bear his mark.

Sherlock looked at her, his sharp and cold eyes were like a pool of green water, calm and without waves.

There are all kinds of people all around, noisy and chaotic, because it is the peak season, so there are many people, and when I got down just now, I can feel that the distance between people is very short.

He has always believed that love is a dangerous disadvantage, but he does not believe that relationships between men and women must be infused with love.

What she had just said was that she would belong to him.

It was like a century of silence.

Then he said, "What do you want?"

"Ok?"

"The purpose of your coming to London is very clear, and your behavioral information is undisguised. You are trying to attract criminals. You need my help, but it is not to help you find criminals."

His eyes inspected her face like the most precise instrument, not missing a tiny bit.

"A string of passwords."

"A romantic relationship with an ordinary person can't irritate a criminal because you know that the criminal understands that the people you randomly choose are of no value, and I'm a consulting detective. You know from years of case analysis that he is careful and will try to Get rid of me to ensure his top secrecy and high desire to control."

He spoke without any emotion, like a machine.

However, Ai Miye was stunned for a second.

In front of him, she might really seem transparent.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her long eyelashes, "Using others is something I'm used to."

"I have no objection to this." Because he was standing, he had a condescending sense of oppression when looking at her, "So, what is that string of passwords?"