[Zhongyingmei] Younger brother

With DNA from the same parents, legally and morally known as LittleBrother, he was praised as a cute bunch by relatives and people in the whole town when he didn't speak.

No, no, Mycroft didn't mean to boast about it.

Rather it sucks.

This has nothing to do with the child's unique capricious nature. Mycroft firmly believes that he does not have such a ridiculous trait, and resolutely withdraws the definition of HE that he gave it before.

As for the reason.

If the source of the harsh noise is around you and asks you to pay attention to it all the time, no one can stand it!And you'll definitely take back that it's a definition of He!

Why can it cry for so long just by taking in such a little liquid?How noisy it was, Mycroft thought to the howling lump of meat in the cradle.

"Actually, when you were young, you were noisier than him. It's He, not It. He's your brother, Mycroft."

The shock that Mrs. Holmes' words brought to Mycroft was far greater than the shock that this small group could cry for half an hour with just a sip of milk!

——How could I have such a brainless time!

"It's unimaginable that a little baby could be as troublesome as you, and far better than Sherlock."

"No, I don't think so. It must be impossible." Mycroft's face was serious like that of an old British gentleman, and wearing baby fat did not affect his solemnity, although this kind of solemnity could only make Mrs. Holmes smile even more. Cheerful.

"Of course, there's never been a baby who used his cries to manipulate his parents into making baby clothes tie like they were made in a factory like you did."

Well, manipulating parents through crying is at least not as bad as you might think.Mycroft stopped tying up his calfskin boots and looked at Mrs. Holmes. Mrs. Holmes shrugged and confirmed it.

Mycroft frowned, well, at least there are other options now.From this day on, the seven-year-old Mycroft began to think about all the useful control methods for intelligent humans except for this brainless cry.

Mycroft always wanted to make himself decent enough to go out, from the orderliness of the straps on the calfskin boots to the properness of the hair, and then he looked at his expectant mother.

Well, most parents like to look like siblings, even if the younger brother looks stupid!

"Maybe, before I go, I can hug him."

Amidst the mother's satisfied laughter, the seven-year-old Mycroft struggled to pick up a little baby, and then he regretted giving this meat ball with no etiquette a He definition again!

Any wise person would not piss on the vest that someone else has just packed and is about to go out!

He, no, it is it!He actually pissed on Mycroft's little vest!

Until he is wise, he will never be given a drink!Absolutely not one.

The newborn Sherlock giggled in his brother's arms, completely ignoring Mycroft's blushing face.

At least I will never be as annoying as him!Mykoff thought, Mykoff thought, it would take at least 12 years old for this meatball to be able to afford HE.

But in fact, at least so far, Mycroft believes that it is not an easy task to define a He for the 27-year-old Sherlock.

He's always been able to easily break the tolerance of others, even though Mycroft's tolerance is stretched looser than his increasingly large pants!

Mycroft's work is very busy. While maintaining the daily work of MI6, he also needs to maintain the operation of the relationship between Britain and other countries in the world every day. It is like a humanoid computer. Of course, its performance is superior to any one in the world. When necessary, he will be seconded to the CIA to maintain and coordinate some work related to terrorism in various places.

In a sense, Sherlock is right. Mycroft is synonymous with the British government, so I can't blame McCoff for not caring enough about Sherlock.

At the same time, this is not the reason why he pokes every MI6 public car!

God knows that the whole morning, MI6 in London went into a special alert period. They thought bin Laden was going to attack London—because all the secret service organizations in London were found out, and the tires were blown at the same time!

The accident that made the entire British government nervous all morning was not over until it became clear that it was a prank by Mycroft's brother.

Mycroft needs to wipe his ass for this little brother again, God knows why, every time, every time since childhood, this little brother is such a headache!

The most dialed numbers from Mycroft's personal mobile phone belong to his little brother, even if his little brother doesn't like to answer the phone anymore - Mycroft will always find a way to get his childish and cute little brother to answer the phone.

"It seems that this world is so boring that you want to disturb me during working hours? I'mbusy!"

Sherlock's voice sounded like a professional voice actor, but he didn't hide his impatience at all, and Mycroft could hear the wicked pride in it.

"Sherlock, you have to know that you can't expose the entire defense of London to others while poking a flat tire."

"Whocare!" There were several voices plucking the strings on the other side of the phone, "Maybe the Chancellor of the Exchequer will be happy to give you money to change the address of the group of unsuspecting idiots who are paid for nothing in MI6?"

"Sherlock!"

"Don't make it look like you're responsible for everything in England, Mycroft!"

Through the phone, he could still imagine Sherlock's impatient expression, imagining the cute expression of his younger brother that made people uncontrollably happy, Mycroft backed down, and the little curly hair always made people feel happy.

"I thought you had long ago agreed to press a few more monitors on Baker Street to replace the increasingly expensive labor costs in MI6."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!"

Sherlock's irascibility was met by Mycroft's knowingly asking, and then he roared, "Stop showing your concern that you took out of your busy schedule! Don't show up in front of me again, not even in front of John! If you show up again, I will Tweet the address of MI6 headquarters! You know it!"

On McCoff's side, he could only hear the beep after being hung up. Well, even if few people follow Sherlock's Twitter, McCoff doesn't want everything about MI6 to appear on it.

However, it was expected that Sherlock would do something this morning, because it was a small habit of the Holmes family, and this was a small reward for Sherlock's concern for Mycroft last night.

Although it caused a little more trouble, in Mycroft's view, this was a small game that belonged exclusively to Holmes, just like what Mycroft would do to Sherlock occasionally.

When Sherlock was three years old, he could run around like a small animal, and he started following Mycroft's ass.

Because there is no reference, Sherlock will always be the stupid one in front of Mycroft, and he is like a little tail in front of Mycroft, who is more than nine years old.

"Let's go out and play together!" Mycroft suggested with a smile, as if the younger brother can understand, even though in fact this Douding only understands that it's as simple as following McCoff.

Then, running on the grass, Little Sherlock fell into a pile of horse manure without any accident.

"Mycroft! You have to take good care of your younger brother outside!" Mrs. Holmes said to Mycroft very angrily, and rubbed the little Sherlock fiercely, Sherlock who smelled like horse manure!

The expression on Mycroft's face also looked very regretful, "I will take good care of him in the future,

Well, leave it to me, Mom. "

"Okay, take care of him."

"Yes, I will take good care of my little brother!"

Mycroft complied, and his regretful expression immediately changed to happy after his mother left.

Very happy!

Mycroft, who was very happy, said to Sherlock, who was hating the bath water and his own strange smell: "Hey, my little brother, do you remember? The first time I held you, you peed on me Take a dip.

Mmmm, a big burst of flavor, it ruined a little vest for me! "Mycroft doesn't admit at all that it's a vindictive nature, it's just a game.

Small games like this are fun, aren't they?