miss holmes vase

For the whole second half, Pumbasa had her wish and never saw Athena and Lestrade again.Apart from making her feel good, all of this was more about gloating. It seemed that there were always things that Mycroft Holmes couldn't handle.

But when the show was over, the man who got up with Athena was still sitting there in a daze. It seemed that this gentleman didn't know what was going on at all!Peng Basha shook her head regretfully, picked up the coat at the side and walked slightly towards the back row.

Seeing him coming, the man quickly stood up and said hello, "Mrs. Pembasa!"

"James? Is Mr. James right?" Mrs. Pembasa slowly put on her black coat, with a smile on her face, it was never difficult for her to comfort a man who was frustrated in love and was rejected .

Professor James only nodded and said, "Yes ma'am, why are you...alone?"

Professor James asked hesitantly, but soon after looking at Mrs. Pembasa who was alone, he understood why Miss Holmes never came back after the intermission.

Now it seems that at least she didn't go alone.He sighed slightly, and only smiled wryly: "I'm so stupid! I thought..."

"Don't be discouraged, Mr. James, do you want to have a drink together? The Holmes family is always difficult to deal with. Winning the heart of a lady is not as easy as just going to a concert!" Peng Mrs. Basha said and walked up, James smiled slightly, only holding the cloak left by Athena, and followed Mrs. Pumbaza.

"You seem to know the Holmes family very well? Why do you also know Mr. Sherlock Holmes?" James walked to the door and took the umbrella from the waiter.

Mrs. Pembasa naturally enjoyed the gentlemanly behavior of James holding an umbrella for her, and she just smiled slightly: "Compared to Sherlock Holmes, I am more familiar with his brother Mycroft Holmes. If you have met Mike If you talk about Loft Holmes, you will know that the smartest member of the Holmes family has never been the detective Sherlock, but this unknown... nasty ghost!"

"Damn?" Professor James grinned. He only held an umbrella and led Mrs. Pembasa into the carriage, while Mrs. Pembasa was still complaining about the Mycroft Holmes she hated. .

The rain in London is always extraordinarily lingering, and it’s not a big deal when it’s gloomy and cold. Whenever Athena thinks that the rain has come to an end and it should stop, it seems like people are going crazy, but it’s getting bigger and bigger .

Lestrade's apartment was very nice, even for someone as picky as Athena.Although there are no servants in the whole house, the house is very clean and tidy.

After taking a hot bath, she came out wrapped in Lestrade's long bathrobe. Lestrade had washed it long ago and changed into a new suit. The clean white shirt had been ironed by someone at a glance. Yes, his wet hair was still dripping slightly, so he sat by the fireplace and warmed himself by himself.

"You have a very nice house, Greg!"

Lestrade heard the voice and quickly got up to look at her.

"Oh, thanks!"

His tangled hair still hung over his forehead, and his dark pupils quivered at the sight of Athena in her dressing gown.

Is there anything else under the nightgown? I am afraid that this question can only be known by untying the nightgown.

"Are you a virgin?" Athena asked suddenly looking at him in a daze. Lestrade was a little flustered when he heard this, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at Athena again.

"Why do you ask that?" Lestrade chuckled lightly. After saying this, he slowly thrust his waist and shook his head helplessly. Although he was older than her, he was always taken by her again and again. Playing around, being teased by her with all kinds of words.

Athena just sat down on the sofa by the fireplace, her long curly hair was still dripping, Lestrade just picked up a dry towel and was about to hand it to her, but Athena suddenly raised her chin and looked up at him Said: "You look like a virgin!"

Lestrade bit his lip and decided not to reply, he spread the towel over her head and wiped her wet hair.Athena's legs were crossed, her white and smooth calves were exposed to the cold air, she was still being played and wiped by Lestrade very gently, without humming.

But after waiting for a long time but seeing that Lestrade ignored her, Athena became restless again.As soon as she saw Lestrade, she always wanted to tease him, and once Lestrade stopped talking back and didn't talk to herself, the competitive heart in her heart became extremely strong.

She kicked off the shoes on her feet, and there were still water stains on her delicate toes.She just wanted to confront him on purpose, and only cared about slowly drying the water stains on Lestrade's trousers. The silk trousers were even colder because they were wet with water.

It seemed to her that one of the great joys of life was lost without teasing Lestrade.

"You've always treated me like this since the first time you met me? Athena, what do you want?" Lestrade asked slowly, but his hands were still wiping Athena's wet hair.

Who knew that Athena suddenly stopped the movement of her feet after hearing this, and stood directly on the sofa while holding Lestrade's arm. The bathrobe was slightly opened, and she could see the smooth but delicate long hair like a statue of a Greek goddess. leg.

Victorian women may only be able to show off their long legs without the cover of long skirts all year round at this time. Of course, the audience is always the object of choice for women.

For example, Lestrade.

He raised his neck in a panic, even though he had seen it out of the corner of his eye, he still stretched his neck and looked away to prove his innocence.Athena stretched out her hand extremely dissatisfied, and pulled his collar to point his head at her.

She leaned back on the arm of the sofa, almost up to Lestrade's chest.She pulled her collar hard, and Lestrade had to bend down to look at Athena, and soon he couldn't support himself and sat directly on the sofa.

Taking advantage of the situation, Athena sat on him. If Lestrade hadn't been quick-eyed and pressed the light-leaking bathrobe in time, she might have known whether there was anything else in the bathrobe by now.

"Are you a little flustered?" Athena supported his shoulders, her restless legs were still moving even though Lestrade held her in her arms.

The face he once fell in love with is now close at hand, but Lestrade dare not look at it.

"Why don't you look at me?"

"What do you want?" Lestrade took a deep breath and asked calmly.

Athena frowned, and said to herself, "What do you want? I really can't tell! Perhaps since the first time I saw you, I have always wanted to kiss a priest?"

"My God! This is a very serious crime! Fortunately, I am not a priest, otherwise..."

Athena covered his mouth with Lestrade's babbling on about completely irrelevant things, never mentioning anything about the kiss, her amber eyes so close that they were out of focus.

"It is indeed a crime, because after that time, I often think of that kiss, and I will often think of you. You have a kind of attraction to me, which makes me want to get closer!" After saying that, Athena let go She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

He had never met such a proactive girl, and all this happened so quickly that he didn't know how to face it.

"Athena! Athena! Come on! We... we should wait a little longer..."

"What are you waiting for? I didn't want to do anything? I just kissed you, or...do you want to do something else?" Athena leaned on him, teasingly.

Lestrade lowered his head slightly, but even so Athena noticed that his ears were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She hooked her lips and smiled delicately, and even raised her hand and couldn't help pinching his earlobe.

But Lestrade dodged suddenly. He put Athena back on the sofa, turned around and left.He lowered his head and stroked the hair on his forehead, his blushing neck and face were even placed on his face, betraying all his thoughts.

But he just said: "Did you know that Mycroft has looked for me?"

"Ok?"

Lestrade's expression quickly sank, and he said with a serious face: "He said that I would never marry you! Do you know?

Or maybe, you know all this, but you still want to have skin-to-skin contact with me...with me...?You just like me and want me.You don't really love me, you want to marry me, right? "

The author has something to say: The second watch is coming!

Athena: It feels like we took the wrong character design?Which family's little daughter-in-law are you molested by me every day?

Lestrade: Isn't it?Can this be my fault?Even if you just want to sleep with me, please hurry up, please?