[Comprehensive] Looking for a male god system experiencer

Moriarty walked up to me and bowed his head. His expression was serious and full of tenderness. I could see my reflection in his eyes, the constriction of the pupils, and the flickering of his pupils. dark light.

"Do you mind if I kiss you?" Moriarty was so close to me that it made me feel hot and shy.Because it was the first time I heard a man ask me so tenderly and gentlemanly, do you mind if I kiss you.

"I don't mind." I laughed.

His lips came up quickly, cool and soft, I closed my eyes and felt the soft touch on my lips, as if I was in the clear blue sky, my feet were in the soft clouds, the blue sky was like the sea , White clouds are like a wall.This kiss was as light as a cloud and as soft as a mist, it was weightless yet deep and unforgettable.Like an encounter with Moriarty, it can be prosaic and full of adventure.I never mentioned eachother and never lost my soul.

Plain like a stream between hills, clear and gentle.

After a kiss, our foreheads touched, our eyebrows met, and we only had each other in our eyes.

"Are you going to forget me?" Moriarty said softly.

"No." I said firmly. "how about you?"

"I will forget about you." Moriarty let go of me seriously and said.

Satisfied, I pecked lightly on his chin, nodded and said, "That's good, forget about me, but don't forget too soon...Jim, I wish you happiness."

The system beep sounded in my ears.

[ten seconds]

Feeling that my body was a little bit transparent and disappearing a little bit, I tried my best to make myself look happy, and I said: "Actually, I know you are a good person, at least you once aspired to be a good person."

[eight seconds]

Moriarty stood there motionless, staring at me intently, and I continued: "Actually, I don't like watching "The Godfather 3", but I quite like the first two."

[six seconds]

I said, "Do you want to develop a hobby, such as being a director?"

[four seconds]

Suppressing the hot surge in my eyes, I waved my hand with a crying sound: "I'm leaving, the number one neuropathy in my eyes."

[One second]

Moriarty's eyes were red, but he said it at the last second: "I will never forget you, Z."

It wasn't until the end of the banquet that Moriarty came out of the garden. He seemed absent-minded. When McCoff saw Moriarty, he asked, "Where's Zero?"

Moriarty stopped walking, raised his hand to cover his eye sockets and looked at the sun above his head, his voice was a little hoarse: "Let's go."

The smile on Mycroft's face slowly fell. He knew what Moriarty meant by leaving, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad. He picked up his pockets, narrowed his eyes and said with emotion: "She is very special."

"Please fulfill my reward tonight." Moriarty seemed to have never heard of McCoff's comments. He changed the subject and said indifferently to McCoff.

Mycroft: "Never break your word. Looks like you're leaving?"

Moriarty: "There are so few interesting things to do in London. You have to have some fun, don't you?"

Mycroft was noncommittal: "However, for Sherlock's wedding, I still hope you can attend."

The corner of Moriarty's mouth twitched slightly: "..."

The author has something to say: There may be another chapter about Constantine, or it may be Constantine x Abe Seimei x Chu Liuxiang x Klaus... I don’t know if I’m going to show you how I feel tomorrow hhhh Will it still be there? I know that the ones who have been chasing after me from the beginning to the present are all real little angels. I will save the words of gratitude for tomorrow... Let me talk about the idea of ​​​​Xinkeng first: because I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination and want to practice the script, there is a story I want to say Writing a script while writing a novel works like this, and I’m relatively poor recently, and I have to write some short stories, but generally the probability of voting is 10 in 1, so I really don’t know when I will be able to write a new manuscript. Kang Tong humanities, it seems that you can't apply for v, that kind of literature.Then there are two ideas, one is the story of Khitan, but I have to go home to my grandfather to study the specifics... But this kind of estimation is more troublesome to write, and I don't know when it will be started.There is also a teacher-student relationship, real people want to adapt it.There are a lot of ideas... My God, the Dragon Boat Festival is on the 30th?Happy Dragon Boat Festival!Eat less rice dumplings!I will get fat hahaha

Detective Sherlock (Extra)

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Detective Sherlock

01

Today is not a good weather, the air is dull and suffocating, dark clouds overwhelm the entire sky, the alleyway has become gloomy, and even the usually bright flowers are much duller at this moment.

In a high-end hotel on Bumble Street along the coast of Palermo, everyone looked cautious, not even daring to roll their eyes, for fear that their actions would offend their boss.

The reason for this is that the high-level officials want to rectify the underground organization. Of course, this is what they say on the surface, but in reality?It's Boss who wants to clean up some remnants of the Mafia's traitors, and all the names in the row are required to live in this hotel.

It stands to reason that the room is randomly selected, the priority is given to the high-level ones, and the low-level ones can only pick up the leftovers. Everyone has no objection to this point, but the problem lies here. The elder's daughter insisted on trying her best to win Moriarty's favor.

Moriarty went out to deal with things early this morning, and his room was guarded.

Originally, he lived in the room next door, but after Moriarty returned from London, he moved to the room next door, and ordered that no one was allowed to live in his former room.

The staff of the hotel naturally acted according to orders and did not dare to neglect.

But there are always a few big-hearted people, or those with big chests and no brains. No amount of persuasion can stop the determination of the elder's daughter to live next door to Moriarty.

It's not that they don't want to stop it, but they are powerless. This tough blonde lady is the daughter of a very powerful elder under Moriarty, and they are not qualified to stop it.

When Moriarty finished handling the matter and took the elevator back to the door of his room expressionlessly, he suddenly found that the door next door, which was usually closed, was opened.

He suppressed his anger, pushed the door open and entered, and what caught his eyes was a picture of a very hot beauty coming out of the bath.

Moriarty was indeed used to seeing beautiful women, but he was still a man. He showed a playful smile and unabashedly looked at the naked woman in front of him.

"Who are you?" Moriarty closed the door and unbuttoned his cuffs.

The moment the woman who was going to live next door to Moriarty saw Moriarty, her eyes shone like a hungry wolf, and she flirted with her hair coquettishly: "Natalie .” As he spoke, he was about to stick it on Moriarty.

Moriarty would naturally not refuse a beautiful woman who came to her door, at least not too directly.

His hand slowly slid from Natalie's face to her smooth neck, and his smile deepened little by little. His gaze gave Natalie the illusion of pity, and when she was about to put on her red lips, her neck suddenly snapped Being strangled to death, Moriarty grinned and said, "Who let you in."

He was getting harder and harder, and Natalie was already rolling her eyes.

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly let go of his hand, and Natalie fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

"Your biggest mistake was coming to this room. No one can come, and never will." Moriarty's eyes that seemed to be floating obsidian revealed a trace of imperceptible sadness. He hid it too deeply, and blinked time, it disappears.

He opened the door and ordered to the subordinates outside: "Tie it up and bring it over during the meeting."

02

Moriarty hadn't been in that room for a year, and if it wasn't for Natalie, a stupid woman, then this room would be exactly the same as when Zero first came a year ago, without any change.

He knew that Zero probably wouldn't be around anymore, but he wouldn't suggest finding a little humanity in his long life of aimless murder.

He kept sending someone to lock that room, because he was afraid that one day Zero would suddenly appear like he did at the beginning.

While he wanted to stay away from the room that made him fall into memories as soon as he entered, he also wanted to stand aside and wait for her to appear.

People are always going to be stupid, aren't they?Otherwise life would be too boring.

03

After clearing out the traitors this time, many people have to reshuffle the cards, which made everyone panic.

The most flustered among them was Natalie's father, Branco.When he heard that his daughter was so bold, he almost died of anger.

Fortunately, Moriarty just returned the naked Natalie to him in front of everyone, but what he said next made Natalie almost collapse.

"If you can't control your hands, you should chop them off. If you can't control your mouth, you should become dumb. According to this principle, I'm afraid it will become a puddle of meat." Moriarty smiled very kindly, but the people present But they all looked pale, because they knew that Moriarty was too capable of doing such a thing.

Moriarty suppressed her smile and continued, "However, kindness is a rare advantage of mine. How about making her lose her mind? Branco?"

Bronco squeezed out a smile and responded repeatedly.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, just being a little stupid is better than missing arms and legs. What's more, he has many children, and it's not a big deal to be a stupid one. As long as his elder's authority is still there, everything is not a big deal.

Moriarty touched his chin and watched all this secretly, he really wanted Zero to see, for her, he