[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

"You..have an ex-girlfriend relationship with that person?" Jim seemed shocked by the news, his good-looking eyes widened.

"That's right." The little fox looked around the classroom for a week, and sure enough, he found Jim's cell phone on the desk. Someone as smart as M would not have left any useful fingerprints, so she just reached out and picked it up and returned it to Jim.

"Why are you with such a dangerous person?" Jim asked worriedly.

"Don't you know that dangerous men are the most attractive?" The little fox replied with a smile.

Jim was startled, then the corners of his mouth curled up for a second, and then disappeared in a flash: I know.

"Don't mention him, let's get out of here." The little fox doesn't want to talk about M anymore. After all, this is a temporary lie she made up to get rid of the blame. Don't tell the third person." If M's client finds out, she will probably be in trouble.

"...I see." Jim said meaningfully.

The little fox believed in Jim's character and would not spread gossip, so he didn't gossip too much.She raised the phone with one hand to illuminate the ground for Jim to prevent him from stepping on the parts all over the ground.A hand reached out to hold his hand, "Be careful."

"Thank you." Being protected and left the podium, Jim smiled shyly, and did not let go of the little fox's hand, but let her hold it protectively.

It was the first time to be protected by someone like this, what a novel experience.

"What about those parts?" Jim raised his other finger and pointed to the dangerous goods that had been removed on the ground.

"Someone will clean it up." Before M gets back the place from her, he will definitely not let her get into unnecessary trouble because of these dangerous parts, such as going to jail or something.It's the same reason the Joker won't kill her until he loses interest in her.For getting along with this kind of people, the little fox already has some experience.

He pulled Jim out of the classroom quickly, looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he trotted all the way to the nearest side door and slipped out of the campus.

"I'll take you back." The little fox raised his hand to call for a taxi.

"I should be the one to take you back." Jim smiled, but his face was still pale and tired after being frightened.

"You are more dangerous." The little fox stuffed Jim into the taxi, and then got in himself: "I am relieved to see you safely enter the house."

"This is what men should do." Jim was a little dumbfounded.Although the experience of being carefully protected sounds good, such a complete reversal of men and women really makes him uncomfortable.Hmm... and a bit of a blow to his masculinity, does he really look that weak now?

"It's time to change your concept. It should be the strong protecting the weak, not men protecting women." The little fox replied with a smile.

"You said you are better than me?" In the dark car, the black eyes narrowed with unclear emotions.

Sensitively aware of the man's unhappiness, the little fox hastily came to the rescue: "I'm just referring to the value of force." Although she is a mage and only knows a little about three-legged cats, compared with ordinary people like Jim, she It can be considered strong.

Ha ha, you might as well not explain.

"I have learned to fight." Jim said helplessly.

"Then you have been tied up by him." The little fox didn't really believe Jim's words.

"...He stunned me with medicine." Jim defended: "Otherwise I would not be restrained by him."

"Okay, okay, I understand." The little fox echoed without sincerity: "You tell the driver the address quickly, they are waiting impatiently."

The driver who eavesdropped on the gossip: Actually, I'm not in a hurry, so please talk more about the binding.

Jim, who could tell from the little fox's appearance that she didn't believe her, felt a little depressed. It seemed that he had to find a time for her to experience his skills.

"Let's take you home first." Jim continued to fight.

The little fox turned his head and sighed. This kid is really stubborn. He didn't care about the danger because of his man's self-esteem. Hasn't the experience of being tied up with dangerous goods just now taught him a lesson?

"Dear Jim, you really don't understand style." The little fox decided to save the country with a curve: "Can't you see that I want to know your address?"

"Huh?" Jim was confused.

"I want to know where your home is." The little fox turned sideways with a smile, and stretched out his hand to hold Jim's hand: "It will be convenient for me to pursue you in the future." She lowered her head slightly and kissed the back of his hand: "Tell me, dear of?"

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became ambiguous. Jim, who was kissed on the back of his hand, seemed a little shy and at a loss. He didn't know how to move his hands and feet.

"Mister and Madam, please hurry up and make a decision?" The gossip turned into dog abuse, and the currently single taxi driver ruthlessly interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere in the back seat.

"Hurry up." The little fox squeezed Jim's hand.

"Okay...okay." Jim stammered, "My home is..."

Jim's house is not far from the school, and it happens to be on the way with the little fox's house.The driver drove smoothly all the way to a high-end apartment building. The little fox carefully looked at the house number, wrote down the number in his heart, and waved goodbye to him with a smile.

"Good night, you will dream of me tonight!"

"Good night, you should pay attention to safety when you go back, and call me when you get home." Jim asked worriedly.

"Okay, go up quickly."

Watching Jim open the password door and enter the apartment, the little fox was a little relieved.To be honest, she felt a little guilty for implicating little angel Jim today, and hoped that M would stop using innocent people as props next time.

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When I got home, the pointer on the pocket watch happened to reach the number twelve.Mrs. Hardison, who lives on the first floor, has already fallen asleep, but she thoughtfully left a wall lamp to prevent her from falling when she entered the door.

The little fox took off the high heels on his feet and walked up the stairs lightly.The lights on the second floor have been turned off, and there is no one in the living room through the moonlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.The little fox looked at the crack of the door of Sherlock's room again, it was pitch black inside.It seems that the night owl has already fallen asleep. I didn't expect him to rest so early today.

To avoid waking up this troublesome roommate, the little fox continued to walk carefully to his room in a lurking posture.

"I didn't sleep, you don't need to be so sneaky."

The suddenly deserted voice behind her scared the little fox who was walking towards the room wholeheartedly, and almost jumped up. She quickly supported the wall to stabilize her body, and turned to stare at the person behind her: "Xia—?" An angry growl stuck in her throat, the little fox He opened his eyes wide and looked at the man's attire, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The thin and straight body was covered with a thin dark purple nightgown, and the smooth thin belt was randomly knotted around the thin waist, making the collar loose and revealing the strong chest inside.It may be because he always stays at home, his skin is amazingly white, and it has a different feeling next to the dark purple nightgown.

I really want to take off his pajamas, the little fox stared at the white in between the purple, thinking itchy in his heart.

The man on the opposite side didn't know that the woman had already done this and that to him a hundred times in his heart. He raised his knuckle fingers and accurately touched the switch of the wall lamp, and his three-colored eyes lightly looked around the girl.

"The hair curtain is slightly damp, the foundation on the forehead is wiped off, and the lipstick on the lower lip disappears. It means that you have encountered something that makes you nervous. You keep wiping sweat or subconsciously biting your lower lip to think. The necklace on your neck fell because of bending over. It will hinder you, so it was taken off. The knees are red but there are no scars or printed lines. The corners of the skirt occupy dust but have no intention of cleaning it. You once knelt on one knee for a long time on the flat and dusty floor. The first knuckle of the index finger of the left hand There is a horizontal thin line of broken skin on the abdomen..." A deep and sexy voice was spit out from the thin lips smoothly and quickly.

"The Orientation Meeting of the Design Institute starts at [-] o'clock and ends at [-] o'clock. You don't come back until [-] o'clock, and you take a taxi alone..." He seemed to follow the little fox all the way, and he did not forget what happened to her today. All of them were deduced: "According to your interpersonal relationship after you came to the UK, you not only met the person who threatened you by calling the payphone today, but also got troubled by M. He trapped Jim Brooke in a certain place because he didn't use it for a long time. And in the dusty classroom, you are threatened to dismantle the bomb alone...you feel guilty for him, so you insist on sending him home safely, and then come back by yourself."

The little fox was almost stunned by Sherlock's analysis. It's not that she has never seen him analyze others, but it was just a joke and analyzed some details to get an obvious result.But today, his narration almost like monitoring the whole process scared her into a cold sweat.Is this the true power of Sherlock Holmes' deductive method?

"My Sherlock is amazing!" The little fox looked at Sherlock adoringly, and suddenly felt that his long face was not strange at all, but rather attractive.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, my face is not long at all." Sherlock said softly.

"Yes, yes, you are the most handsome, smartest and most sexy, and everything you say is right." The little fox nodded repeatedly.

Sherlock took a sip of water from his cup, hiding the corners of his lips curled up with pride.After a while, he quickly flattened his thin lips, and looked at the little fox with a calm expression again: "Tell me what happened today."

"Okay, turn off the lights, and come to my room." There is basically no sound insulation from the living room to the downstairs, which may disturb Mrs. Hardison. The little fox thinks it is better for the two of them to enter the room to talk.

"What do you want?" Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

The little fox froze for a moment, and immediately understood what Sherlock was asking.She suddenly bent her eyes and smiled, stepped on the floor with her bare feet and walked lightly in front of Sherlock: "I want to trick you into the room..." She freed her other hand to caress his chest, pale white Pinched his collar with his fingers: "Tie you to the bed, then strip your clothes off, touch your chest, abdominal muscles, and the bottom..."

Sherlock was completely indifferent to the little fox's teasing.He looked down at the hand holding his collar without changing his expression: "Let go."

"No."

The little fox turned around with a smile, grabbed Sherlock and pulled it forward.

Sherlock held the cup of water in his hand firmly, adjusted his pace and followed the little fox into her room.

"Sit whatever you want, wait for me to change clothes." After entering the door, the little fox stopped messing around with Sherlock, she let go of it neatly, threw her bag on the bed and went to the closet to get the clothes.

"You didn't buy that red dress." Sherlock looked around and chose to sit on the sofa by the window.

"No, didn't I say it, Jim likes this white one." The little fox dug out a white short-sleeved shirt from the closet.

"Didn't you also say you wanted to show me the red one when we were two?" The magnetic male voice had a provocative ending, and he said strange words lightly, which made it extremely ambiguous in others' ears.

The little fox's hand holding the clothes stopped suddenly, is this guy teasing her? !She turned around slowly and looked at Sherlock who was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed and watching her calmly with a strange expression on his face.

"you..."

"What?" Sherlock raised an eyebrow.

"Have you been hacked?"

Sherlock:  …