[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

He opened the car window, and the breeze blew slowly into his face, and the smell of young grass mixed with freshly laid asphalt lingered on his breath.There are no people on the road in the suburbs, only a few squirrels running around in the bushes.

This should have been a leisurely evening, usually he would spend it in his study.But today a surprise happened.

He looked at the person in the driver's seat and sighed deeply.

The annoying Mycroft is back.

When he walked in, lugging his schoolbag and his dad, who left work early, Mycroft stood there, arms outstretched, and said, "Surprise!"

Surprise size.

Dad gleefully hugged Mycroft, and they slapped each other hard on the back.Mycroft hugged his father and gave him a smug expression, and then said to him hypocritically: "Why don't you give your dear brother a hug?"

"Because I'm worried about losing your wig." He pulled out a laugh, thinking that someone should remind McCoff of the fear of having half his head shaved.

"I didn't expect your observation ability to decline so quickly," Mycroft combed his hair calmly, "Maybe the homework in middle school is heavy for you."

"Looking at how fast your hairline recedes, you're not far from the day you need a wig.

"Hey, don't be like this," Dad squeezed between them, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, "be harmonious, okay?"

They grunted at the same time, each turning to the other side.

Mom came out of the kitchen without showing too much surprise at the scene in front of her, "I guess, you have already said hello. So, I need some bread..."

"I'll go." He and Mycroft said this at the same time.

He looked at Mycroft with dissatisfaction, and saw the same cry in the other's eyes - "I don't want to stay under the same roof as this person across from me, I need some fresh air".

He frowned and gave Mycroft a "don't fight me" look.

Mycroft returned a disdainful "you go away" look.

Mom looked around in embarrassment.He stared at the ceiling, unwilling to budge, and presumably the same for McCoff.

Two seconds later, my mother announced the result with a smile on her face.

"In that case, you can go together." Without any explanation, she pulled them both to the door and pushed them out together.

"Have fun!" Mom threw the car keys to McCoff, and the door slammed shut.

So here we are.Now, he was sitting in the car, as if he was sitting in the biggest cage, and there was a fierce beast watching him, ready to find out his weaknesses at any time, and taunt him everywhere.

"I heard there was a big mess at your school," Mycroft slammed on the brakes at the red light. "Is that why you look so bad?"

"It seems that the heavy paperwork has made your thinking rigid, and I don't have any concept of collectivism." He rushed forward inertially, was pulled back by the seat belt and hit the seat, "it's your driving level Not much has changed."

"I'm saving time for both of us, especially for you, because you don't want to spend a second with your dear brother." Mycroft made a deliberately heartbroken expression.

"Every time you speak like this," he nodded his lips, "do you realize that you will have a bright disgust expression? Your upper lip can't stop lifting."

"Finally, you see it, genius, otherwise I would feel guilty because you believed it." Mycroft opened his eyes wide in feigned surprise, "but I have to say, it's worth it, seeing you like this It looks very interesting."

"It's so sad." He put a hand out of the car window, unwilling to continue to face this hypocrite.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time." Mycroft turned the steering wheel casually. "You are still like a child who can only swear, or a teenager, except for showing some so-called micro-expressions."

"You have changed," he sneered twice, "it's even more unbearable."

Mycroft shrugged, stepped on the accelerator, and instantly overtook a black car in front of him.

"Do not look back."

He was about to turn around subconsciously, but Mycroft reached out and pushed his face back, "Don't cheat, the destination of that car just now."

He looked at Mycroft and smiled.The game of reasoning they'd been playing since they were kids was at it again, and while it was always more losing than winning—he wouldn't usually admit it—he wouldn't let Mycroft get away with it for long.

"Middlewich."

"A short trip? I don't think so." Mycroft raised an eyebrow. "Medley."

"Come on." He snorted. "Then they should be on the M6 ​​by now."

"They will, after going to the supermarket at the intersection ahead."

"They've bought their ingredients, they're in the back, don't you see? And they've been trying to overtake, which means they need to get to their destination - Middlewich - before nightfall, rather than grabbing discounts from the supermarket."

"That's because that grumpy man in a suit doesn't want to be run over by a Toyota, wait, they'll slow down after they overtake."

"It won't take so long," he glanced at Mycroft, "slow down."

Mycroft slammed on the brakes, and the car behind them rushed beside them.

The red light at the intersection ahead happened to be on, and the two cars parked side by side in front of the zebra crossing.He stretched out an arm and knocked on the car window of the other party. Inside the slowly lowered car window, a man in a suit with a swollen face said impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"We don't know this place very well, may I ask," he put on a kind face, "is this the way to Middlewich?"

"Yes," the man in the suit nodded, "Go straight, there are signs ahead."

"Okay, thanks. By the way, where are you going?"

"Middlewich." The man in the suit rolled up the window again expressionlessly.

He almost laughed out loud, and even wanted to blow a kiss to the suspected mafia.But Mycroft's face was not so pretty.

"Look," he couldn't suppress his complacency, enjoying the fiasco of Mycroft at this moment, "what a kind-hearted person, he is not at all the bad temper you said."

"One to zero." Mycroft tried hard to adjust his ugly expression, "It won't be so simple next time."

There is a large parking lot on the block where the "Mr. Manville" bakery is located, and there is a distance from the bakery.Mycroft locked the car door and they walked side by side.

"Did you see that lady?" McCaughey raised his jaw, and a lady in a white skirt and red shawl was walking towards him.

"35 to [-] years old, live nearby, single, freelance, have a cat at home..."

"She's going to Middlewich with the man in the suit just now." Mycroft interrupted him, and stopped in his tracks.

"What? Impossible." He stared at the lady closely, looking for something he might have missed. "She looks like she's on her way home..."

"Just wait and see," Mycroft said simply.

After only a few seconds, the black car that had disappeared magically turned around from the other side and stopped on the side of the road. The lady with the red shawl and the man in the suit said a few words, opened the door and got in.

"How did you do it?" In the exhaust of the car, he pursed his lips.

"The lady's body has obviously given birth to a child. She is divorced. And you didn't notice the child in the rear child seat, which looks very similar to her." Mycroft showed a masked smile, "I I have to say, Sherlock, you still know too little about people, especially women."

"You know a lot about women?" He also smirked. "Life in London is really depraved."

"Whatever you're implying," Mycroft dusted off his sleeves, "I'm a restrained person, so don't talk nonsense to Mom."

"If you really mess around, Mom will be very happy." He stepped forward, and Mycroft followed slowly.

"As I said, I am a restrained person, probably the most restrained person in the world," McCoff began his tirade again, "I can't feel the emotions of ordinary people, and I don't want to feel them. Unlike You, Xiali, are always so sentimental..."

He was thinking about how to make Mycroft shut up when the girl across from him made his eyes shine.She dresses sexy and wears heavy makeup - if it is not broad daylight, she could easily be mistaken for Liu Ying.

"Let's see if you're really 'restrained'." He quickly grabbed Mycroft's wrist, and his pulse was beating under his palm.

Mycroft was taken aback for a moment, and his pulse changed at this moment.He looked at the girl across from him, and quickly realized that his face was full of contempt.

"Stop your cheap tricks." Mycroft said disdainfully, and shook his wrist hard twice before grabbing his wrist with a backhand, "Then let me test whether you have adolescent restlessness."

"Then you will be disappointed." He broke free from Mycroft's hand.

"In this case, why don't you let me hold your hand?" Mycroft grabbed it relentlessly.

They fought several times, chasing after each other, and finally ended the struggle in a way that both sides lost.In the process, the girl on the opposite side looked at the two of them in shock, and stopped involuntarily.

"I'm sorry, it's just..." She took off the earphones, her jaw couldn't close as if it had lost its normal function, "I, I... am very open, you should be able to see that."

He looked down at his and Mycroft's intertwined hands, and struggled a few times with all his strength, "I'm not..."

"No need to explain, I understand." The girl was excited, "I won't tell others, you seem to be a good match."

After speaking, she gave a thumbs up and ran away.

"Let go of me." He looked angrily at the complacent Mycroft, "You pervert."

"No." Mycroft spit out a word gracefully, and even drew circles on the back of his hand with his fingertips, which made his skin crawl.

And McCoff seemed to be disgusted by his behavior, and he shook twice before continuing, "You started it first. And isn't it good? We can feel each other's pulse and monitor each other's mood at any time." .”

"Well then, don't lose too badly." He vowed that he must win this round to be worthy of the huge self-sacrifice at this moment.

With a triumphant smile, Mycroft pulled him all the way to the door of "Mr. Manville", but unfortunately, he was so overjoyed that he was hit on the head by the wind chime hanging on the door before he opened the door.

"Ah!" Mycroft covered his forehead in pain, and his pulse naturally changed.

"2:1." He said quietly.

Mycroft glared at him and pushed the door open.

There were actually two unexpected people inside.

At this moment, he didn't need to look at McCoff's expression to know that he was going to lose.

Raymond dressed as if he was going to sell miracle detergent on TV, and his look of surprise made his appearance even more comical.And Jessica was sitting at the backmost table in the store, holding a pink cup in her hand, her eyes wide open, like a frightened hamster.

Her blue eyes looked less blue in the warmer light, unlike... in the photo...

He rested his forehead with a headache, but his thoughts ran wildly uncontrollably, and his heart pounded left and right in his chest.

It has to be said that it was the first time he saw the body of a person of a different gender from him in such a complete way, except for the anatomical diagrams in physiology class, so he who has been well educated in social ethics will naturally receive some shocks, It couldn't be more normal, it's not that he had any other thoughts because of it, that's impossible.

However, he thought that this period of time was enough for him to recover from the shock at that time, but now it seems that this is not the case.

It took him a second to calm down, and he turned his head a little guilty, and it was no surprise that Mycroft looked at him with a meaningful look.

"2:2." Mycroft said, following his gaze to Jessica in the corner.

Seeing this, Mycroft's pulse also jumped wildly.

The author has something to say:

Soz, it’s so late_(:з」∠)_Brother Mai is so annoying, try to be early next time~

There is a prize quiz to guess why the deer bumped into the deer, and said in advance that it is not bloody