[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

On the snow-white paper, the words 'Marriage Registration Application Form' written in large fonts almost blinded the little fox's eyes.

It must be the wrong way to open your eyes!The little fox closed his eyes tightly, then opened them slowly and carefully... Those letters are still there and more clearly!

"Are you kidding me!" The little fox looked up at Sherlock, who had a calm expression in front of him.

"Do I look like someone who likes to joke?" Sherlock asked deadpan.

Not like... the little fox answered silently in his heart.

"So, sign it." Sherlock raised his chin slightly, arrogantly: "I will take you away after signing."

"Does it have to be like this..." The little fox raised his hands and rubbed his temples, feeling his head hurt.

"Otherwise, what else can I do?" Sherlock looked at the little fox with slightly wide eyes as if he really didn't know, "Isn't the ultimate dream of liking someone just to marry her?"

Hearing Sherlock's words, the little fox was stunned for a moment. She tightened her hand holding the marriage application form, and her heart beat a few times uncontrollably.

She... seems to have been teased.

The man just expressed his liking so lightly, there was no sudden hug, no hands and feet, let alone ambiguous actions such as forced kisses.He restrained himself and stood one step away, neither too close nor too alienated.The man didn't even get overly excited. The two who reunited after a long time got along as if they had never been separated, which was harmonious and natural.

The little fox was confused for a moment, feeling that this kind of Sherlock had no pressure on him at all, so he just agreed to Sherlock, and it would be good to go away with him and get married and live in a place where no one would find him.

"fox." The man reached out and took out a ring from the pocket of his clothes and handed it to the little fox. His handsome face had a lovely blush, but his dreamy eyes of blue, green and gray were firmly looking at the little fox: "I want to marry you."

thump!The little fox looked at the ring handed in front of him, and his heart beat violently.

"Why is this ring here with you?!" This was the ring they won when they were eating in a restaurant. She remembered that her ring was thrown away by McCoff at that time.

"I picked it up." Sherlock replied truthfully.

The little fox stared blankly at Sherlock who answered lightly, and thought of the picture of him digging through the trash can in the dimly lit underground parking lot, and his passive skill called soft-hearted was punished again.

The white and tender fingers slowly stretched out, and approached the ring studded with broken diamonds little by little, until the fingertips touched the ring, and the cool temperature flowed from the fingers to the whole body, and the little fox suddenly woke up.

Wait a moment!What are you doing!He actually reached out to pick up the ring!Are you really going to get married?Are you stupid!

"No—" The little fox who reacted immediately wanted to withdraw his hand.

Snapped!Sherlock reached out and grabbed the little fox's wrist, pulled it forcefully, and put the ring on her middle finger with the other.

"Hey!" She said just now that Sherlock was the best and didn't attack, but he was about to be slapped in the face in a few minutes!

"I won't do anything to you." After Sherlock put on the ring, he immediately let go of the little fox and took a step back: "Even if you put on the ring and signed the paper, our relationship will not be the same." It will take effect. The form also needs to be mailed to the relevant department for review and certification, and the British law is so troublesome."

Is it really good for you, a detective, to complain about the laws of your country...

"I won't send it until you are willing." Sherlock assured with a serious face.

"Why don't you sign it when I'm willing?" The little fox handed out the form with his backhand.

"No." Sherlock shook his head, and did not reach out to take it: "Just sign it now." He persistently demanded.

Sherlock knew that although the little fox liked him, it was definitely not enough to give up the whole forest for her.She is a playful, bad woman, and waves are her motto in life.What he has to do now is not to force her to do something, but to emphasize his position in her heart.

For the little fox, as long as the form is not mailed out, it is only equivalent to half a contract. For the two of them, this half contract has no suffocating absolute binding force, so she will not be too resistant to signing it.For him, this half of the contract undoubtedly created some connection between the two.This is probably a kind of spiritual hint. When the little fox signs, then his identity is not just a predecessor.Thinking of this, Sherlock chuckled secretly.

"Are you sure you won't send it to the notary without authorization?" The little fox was completely unaware of Sherlock's twists and turns.If it is not notarized, the application is actually just a psychological comfort, and it is basically useless. If you sign it, you will sign it.

"Of course." Sherlock crossed his arms again, with a slightly suspected dissatisfaction on his expression.

The little fox stared at Sherlock silently, as if confirming something, nodded after a while: "Okay, I believe you." While speaking, she neatly signed her name at the bottom of the application.

She believed that Sherlock would not do that kind of deceitful marriage.

...

In the exquisite and small white church, white is the main color, supplemented by flowers of other colors, which are decorated throughout the hall.The veil was floating, and the balloons were floating at both ends of the bench. Several men and women were sitting together greeting each other. They were smiling and obviously in a very good mood.

The little fox poking his head out from the preparation room at one side twitched the corners of his mouth as he watched the scene of singing and dancing outside.

She seemed to believe Sherlock was too hasty to believe...

"This is all your conspiracy!" The little fox retracted his head and closed the door, then stared at the man standing in front of the full-length mirror adjusting the collar of his suit.

The black and white suit wrapped the man's thin and slender body, perfectly setting off the slender waist and hips.The two overly long legs stood straight, and the polished black leather shoes matched the trousers perfectly.

"It's just to satisfy the old man's wish by the way." Sherlock turned his back to the little fox, and smiled at himself in the mirror: "Anyway, it's not notarized, so you can act as a show."

"Why do I have to accompany you to act in this kind of play!" The little fox felt that his head was starting to hurt again.

Before, the little fox made a deal with Sherlock on the island, she signed the marriage application, and he was responsible for saving her.

At first, everything was normal.Sherlock first used the detector to find the locator on the bracelet and removed it, and then analyzed through his ingenuity that the signal source of the bomb was actually beside the little fox.The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place. Under the bed in the little fox's room, Sherlock found a signal source fixed under the bed board - a watch.The reason why the little fox trusts Sherlock and follows him wholeheartedly is also because of this watch.Because he got the signal source and didn't hide it to control her. Instead, he directly put it on her hand, without any intention of keeping it for himself.This also makes the little fox think that Sherlock is not aggressive and it is safest to stay by his side.

The two quietly swam away from the island with the diving equipment hidden in the bottom of the shoal, then boarded the corresponding boat, drove all the way to an abandoned pier near a small town, and finally stayed in the nearest hotel in the town.

The little fox also took advantage of the night of rest to make a new plan again.

Lao Wang couldn't wait for her to gather that day, and he probably went back to Nepal to find rescuers, although he didn't know why the rescuers didn't come after several days.But fortunately, she didn't come. If Stephen came to find her in person, then she would be finished!

Although her current demon power is not enough to support her to go back to Nepal, it is still possible to go to London.According to the customary agreement, the holy land should send people to squat at the gathering place at eight o'clock every night.So she just needs to go to the meeting point in London at eight o'clock tomorrow night!

With the happy mood of going back to the Holy Land soon, the little fox fell asleep.

Then... the little fox who woke up was stunned by the blessings of Holmes, Mr. and Mrs. Watson, Mrs. Hudson and her boyfriend Jason.

"What? Getting married?"

"Honey, it turns out that you like Sherlock. It's okay, that workaholic Mycroft doesn't have time to accompany you at all, and Sherlock has more time." Mrs. Holmes looked at the little fox with a look of relief and kindness: " I have always wanted you to be part of our Sherlock Holmes family since I met you, and it is wonderful that my dream has come true."

"Ma'am, actually I—"

"En? What's the matter?" The old lady looked at the little fox kindly while shedding tears of happiness and joy.

"..." The little fox looked at the weeping couple, opened his mouth, and finally said, "It's nothing."

"Oh sweetheart, I thought I would never see your wedding with Sherlock in my life!" The Holmes and his wife left, and then Mrs. Hudson walked up: "Now that I am consummated, I have no regrets even if I die. "

"Mother Hudson..." Looking at the old lady's tearful face, the little fox couldn't even utter a single word of retort.

"Fox, I have to say, it is really the wisest choice for you to choose Sherlock. Compared with Mycroft, Sherlock is really much cuter!" Watson smiled and raised his hand to pat the little fox on the shoulder.

"Congratulations fox." Watson's wife Mary smiled and shook hands with the little fox.

"Don't congratulate, I don't want to get married at all!" The old man couldn't bear to tell the truth, and there was nothing she couldn't say to Watson.She lowered her voice and looked at them: "What's going on? I was arranged to come here for no reason!"

"I don't know, I just received an invitation to attend your wedding with Sherlock today." Watson said, blinking his big pure and honest eyes.

...I believe you are a ghost!You bad Watson, as bad as Sherlock!

The memories of the storm in his mind ended, and the little fox who returned to consciousness glared at Sherlock angrily.

"You said that you disdain cheating marriages!" The little fox gritted his teeth.

"Of course." Sherlock straightened his tie, turned around and looked at the little fox with a flat expression, "I told you, it's just a show for the old people." People who come over to see.

"You said before that it was just a sign and nothing would happen. As a result, there will be a wedding today..." The corner of the little fox's mouth twitched: "Maybe there will be a wedding, and you will make trouble again tomorrow."

"No." Sherlock replied solemnly.

"I don't believe it." The little fox shook his head.

"Then run away from marriage." Sherlock raised his finger and pointed to the door leading to the outside.

Run away?The little fox frowned, and couldn't help recalling the crying faces of Mr. and Mrs. Holmes and Mrs. Hardison in his mind in the morning.

"..." The little fox glared at Sherlock: "Fuck you! A wedding is a wedding, it's a fake anyway!"

Sherlock turned his head slightly, and the corners of his upturned lips could not be suppressed.

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At twelve noon, the wedding ceremony officially began.

Mrs. Hardison's boyfriend, Mr. Jason, played the role of the little fox's father. With a gentle smile on his face, he took his "baby daughter" along the petal-strewn road step by step with the music, towards the station. Sherlock, the bridegroom on the stage, walks away.

The little fox held Jason in one arm, and walked forward step by step with the hem of the wedding dress carefully in the other hand.The smile on the corner of her mouth is just right, and her bright eyes fully reflect the joy and anxiety of the girl who is about to get married.

until...

Boo!

The sound of sparks colliding suddenly came from not far away. The little fox moved his eyes lightly, and glanced at the hidden corner of the church. A golden spark appeared and disappeared by the wall between them.

The little fox looked at the sparks at the corner, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

No way! ! ! !

tread!

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was heard, and the little fox's ears moved sensitively, and his heart was beating like thunder, staring at the source of the sound.I saw a tall man in a blue robe and a red cape walking out slowly from the corner...

Little Fox: Ahhhh!