[Zhongyingmei] Younger brother

Inhale, exhale.Inhale, exhale.

After a few breaths, Mycroft turned his more subtle expression into a gentle and slightly smiling expression, which looked so perfect that it could even be used in political speeches.If it weren't for the umbrella, it would have been poked and broken.

No, I still have a toothache.

Mycroft felt that if the pain continued, there was no need for root canal treatment, and the painful tooth could be killed!

"If you are worth a certain price, then I will pay you enough." Mycroft tried his best to ignore Shawin's vulgar speech just now, and tried to figure out what this bastard was going to do before he would leave here. "However, I hope you can show the self-cultivation that pays your price, not like an ordinary wandering warbler."

Shawen raised his mouth exaggeratedly upwards, and laughed in a false voice, took a step forward, put one hand on McCoff's shoulder, and stood on his side with a twist, at almost the same height, just enough for McCoff to See the looming in the semi-transparent shirt.He leaned close to Mycroft's ear and said in an ambiguous tone, "Gentleman, this is not allowed, this place does not belong to the upper classes."

The smile on Shawen's face was almost sweet, not even ambiguous, which was really beautiful.So much so that Mycroft, who had been trying to calm down with his chin up, lowered his head slightly, and followed his jokes.

"Will people be rejected here?" Mycroft raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, of course ~ no one will be rejected here." Shawen replied slowly, even his eyes were slow and slow, as if he was stroking back and forth against McCoff's body, which made McCoff couldn't help but froze. .

"So, where do you want to go? Your place? Or the backstreet~" Shawen seemed to prefer the backstreet. After introducing it to the assistant, he repeated again, "Secret and exciting and convenient~"

"No. It's still where I am." Mycroft froze his voice again, and then walked back first. Hearing the footsteps of his followers, he adjusted his deliberately slow pace back to normal, and headed in the direction of the little black car.

"Then, we have to talk about the price. You won't be able to earn the tip just now." Shawin quickened two steps to keep pace with Mycroft, with teasing eyes, "What services do you want, gentleman, treat Different classes can’t be the same as before.”

Mycroft squinted his eyes, "I don't think you will earn that money, even if I don't show up, you have already sent away five people who came to strike up a conversation before that."

"No, six."

"Well, if you think tourists who come to take pictures count."

After seeing the familiar dissatisfaction and curled lips on Shawin's face, Mycroft finally let out a suppressed breath, and turned the handle of the umbrella in his hand. Let people take advantage of him.

But if Mycroft doesn't come, he will definitely stand here for a night without receiving a single guest, and he will look like a homeless man, wearing this hot suit!

"So, what price are you willing to pay to cover my night?" Mycroft gave Sherlock a bad tone, "Your rent for next month."

"No need!" Mycroft got a dissatisfied roar, "If I am not satisfied with your compensation, I will go back, I am very welcome."

Shawen stopped, raised his eyebrows at McCoff, the original sweet expression on his face became dissatisfied, and McCoff was forced to stop, with a raised and mocking expression: "I guess you are standing here One night, not a single customer will be recruited.

Of course, not only because of the arrogance you displayed, but also because of your experience.

Believe me, sexually, you really are like a child. "

The hot-dressed Shawin stared at Mycroft angrily as if he had been set on fire, and turned around.

McCoff tapped the ground with his umbrella, raised his hand and looked at his watch, trying his best to suppress his anger, but couldn't help becoming irritable.In fact, it was almost nine o'clock, because of my younger brother, today's rest time has been disrupted.Mycroft takes his work seriously and pays great attention to mastering every detail.

Facing the younger brother's furious back, Mycroft tried again patiently, "What kind of remuneration do you want? If you don't negotiate immediately, I will leave immediately. I am very busy every day, you should understand.

Trust me, though, you won't run into another guest tonight.I can do it. Now, explain clearly. "

Shawin was immediately frozen, his back turned to McCoff's expression was very wonderful, from anger to almost bursting with anger, as if he was the one being played by McCoff, and then quickly turned into thinking and complacency elated.

"Something of yours!" Shawin's voice was triumphant, as if he had already got it, and he was very sure that Mycroft would agree to him.

"Whichone?" Mycroft started to have a toothache again, none of his body is suitable for the younger brother!

"A certain one!" Shawin turned his head, with a sweet smile on his face, and even took the initiative to walk back, and took McCoff's arm, dragging McCoff towards the little black car. Kauf thought for a long time, but failed to refuse the younger brother, and finally had no choice but to reply dryly: "If you can get it yourself."

"I don't like government cars."

"I hope you can do what you're supposed to do like a proper male whore."

"One of you MI6 was killed."

"Really?" Mycroft raised his eyebrows. The one who committed suicide was the agent who had passed the message on behalf of Moriarty who was about to resign.

Having dealt with the tough younger brother, Mycroft didn't mind taking on his younger brother after a string of nights of being teased by the younger brother.

In front of the black car, like a skilled prostitute, Mycroft skillfully pulled out his hands tied by his younger brother. His height advantage made him lightly spray hot air on Shawen's ears. Before touching it, it turned red, and the hand took advantage of the situation to wrap around the buttocks that were tight by the one-size-small denim, and the heat could easily spread. "Be good, one night."

When getting into the car, Shawin's face was as red as a shrimp, but he still looked dissatisfied at Mycroft who was calling John.

"I hope you can help me take care of Sherlock so that he doesn't run away. Yes, I just found him and I'm on my way back to 221B. Please receive those little things from him. That's very good."

"I really don't know when John became your eyes and ears!" As soon as Mycroft put down the phone, he heard a sneering voice. McCoff turned his head to face his younger brother and pulled a smirk, "From what he knows After I'm your brother and you have a history of bad drug use, I won't refuse my concerns."

"Hmph!" The younger brother rewarded Mycroft with a furry back of his head!

McCoff finally smiled, and said to the childish and ridiculous behavior of the younger brother, "Shawn, loner, handsome, exciting, Well, it suits you very well." My brother let out a cold snort, and McCoff raised his eyebrows, "Well, John from Ireland? I'm so glad that you and John have such a good relationship, so that you use his name as a male prostitute?"

"Pfft!—Hmph!"

Sherlock couldn't help but smile smugly at this cold joke. Shawn is a variant of the Irish name John. He immediately snorted again and turned around.

Putting Sherlock on 221B, Mycroft asked the driver to drive the car back to his apartment, but when Sherlock got off the car, he left a sentence, "Busy? Ha, when did the British government get so busy that they didn't have time to do other things? But have time to go to a couple's restaurant for dinner? Boring!"

Mycroft watched his angry younger brother enter the door, and called the assistant lady in the car.

"Do another one of my identity certificates. The previous one doesn't need to be scrapped, it's just another one."