[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The little fox felt that it was necessary for her to leave for a few days. Although she didn't know how Mycroft would deal with her, just for the two cold words in the text message, what he was going to use next was definitely not a gentle method.

That's right, if you think about it carefully, even if you don't like it, after that misfire in the office, the two of you can be regarded as the default bed partner relationship.Betrayal by a partner isn't as serious as a lover's, but it's always upsetting.

"Take you? It's too troublesome." Sherlock frowned slightly, with a little reluctance on his face: "If you want to avoid Mycroft, you can run by yourself."

"I will be very good, and I will never cause you any trouble." Sherlock is definitely a good helper in escaping, with his intelligence, Mycroft will definitely not be able to track her down!The little fox hurriedly supported Sherlock with his arms on the table: "I will do what you say, and I will do what you say!" So, take me!please!The little fox begged pitifully.

"It's not suitable for you to go where I'm going." Sherlock was still in a dilemma.

"It's suitable, except for the men's room, there is nothing inappropriate." The little fox grabbed Sherlock's hand and held it in the middle: "Sherlock, it depends on our past friendship...whether I can live this time, it depends It's all up to you." She said it as seriously as possible.

Hearing this, Sherlock sighed with a helpless expression of 'I can't help it': "Okay."

"You agreed?" The little fox widened his eyes expectantly.

"En." Sherlock still looked lukewarm.

"That's great!" The little fox laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "I love you, Sherlock!"

Sherlock raised his eyes and glanced at the little fox, and hummed softly in his heart.It's a frivolous woman who casually tells people I love you.He lifted the cup in front of him to his lips, covering the corners of his raised lips.

After eating dessert, the little fox and Sherlock returned to the apartment calmly.After all, Mycroft's men are everywhere, and their every move is under his surveillance.If you want to leave without anyone noticing, you still have to wait for the night watchers to relax.

"Where are we going? What are we doing? How long are we going?" Since it's a long trip, she needs to pack her luggage.

"You'll know when you arrive, you don't need any luggage." Sherlock didn't answer the little fox's question. He lazily nestled on the sofa and closed his eyes while he was talking: "As for how long we will go, it depends on the situation." Let's see when McCaw finds them, but expect no more than 48 hours.

The little fox nodded, went into the house, packed a few sets of clothes and stuffed them into the bag, just waiting for the time to put on the bag at night and run away.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Watson, who got off work from the community clinic, returned home. When he walked to the second floor, as he expected, he saw two lazy cancer stars nestled in the garbage dump sofa.Sighing and shaking his head, he stepped in to say hello.

"Hi." Watson casually put the bag on the cabinet by the door: "Have you two had lunch yet?" He was not at home at noon, and Mrs. Hardison should have gone on a date too. People don't know if they just gave up on lunch.

"Eat, let's go out to eat." The little fox raised his head from the computer: "How about you? How about your date with Mary?"

"As long as Sherlock is not disturbing, everything is fine." The proud Watson mocked Sherlock without changing his face.

The little fox chuckled and glanced at Sherlock. The last time this guy investigated the case, he was able to destroy Watson and Mary's date. Up to now, Watson always complains when he thinks about it.

"By the way, Watson, I'll go with you tonight." The little fox explained to Watson that he also wanted to go with him.

"Huh? What are you going with? Where are you going?" Watson was a little puzzled.They are going out at night?He doesn't know how.

"We're going on a long trip, Watson, has your memory deteriorated because of love?" Sherlock opened his eyes and gave Watson a meaningful look.

At this moment, Watson was suddenly enlightened, and within a second of reaction time, he felt Sherlock's heart.He turned on the tenth-level acting skill, and said with a look of sudden realization: "Yes, I remembered."

"Have you asked for leave?" Sherlock asked lightly.

Watson pretended to sigh regretfully: "I'm sorry Sherlock, I probably can't go with you without my boss's approval."

"It's not long since you started work, so it's understandable not to give you leave." The little fox nodded: "Then you have to stay as a housekeeper."

"Well, go ahead and be safe." Watson nodded.Did Sherlock finally know how to take the initiative?It's not easy!Watson was very pleased.

"By the way, Watson, please don't tell anyone about our whereabouts, not even Mrs. Hardison!" The little fox begged solemnly.

"Okay, I see." I don't even know where you are going, so how can I tell others.

Watson is a very reliable person, and the little fox knows that he doesn't need to talk too much.She nodded with a smile, buried her head back in front of the computer and played the game.

In the evening, Mrs. Hardison took care of a delicious dinner. In order to have the energy to escape in the middle of the night, the little fox got into the room to rest early.Until two o'clock in the morning, Sherlock dug her out of bed, and the two of them slipped out the window through the back of the apartment.

"Sherlock, here!" The two walked around the streets for an unknown amount of time, and finally got out from a narrow passage.The big man who was waiting at the door raised his hand and waved, motioning for the two to go over.

"Thank you for your hard work." Sherlock caught the car keys thrown by the big man.

"Why are you being so polite. If you hadn't helped me that time, I might have been arrested as a murderer." The big man smiled heartily. He looked sideways at the little fox behind Sherlock, and his expression became ambiguous: " Would you like to introduce this beauty?"

"No need." Sherlock naturally moved a step to the side to block the sight of the big man, he raised his chin and gestured to the black car beside the road: "Have you washed the car?"

"Oh, what a treasure." The big man teased with a smile, and then changed the subject wisely: "Wash it, if you don't wash it, how can I open it for you?"

"Okay, let's go." Sherlock grabbed the little fox back, passed the big man, opened the car door, and stuffed him into the seat behind the driver's seat. He then took control of the steering wheel: "Good night." After saying these two words, He stepped on the gas pedal and stepped on it.

"Ah?!" The big man who took a mouthful of exhaust gas watched the rear of the car disappear into the depths of the night speechlessly.This guy...

The car drove along the straight road all the way away from the bustling city center. The scenery outside the window gradually changed from high-rise buildings to two-story villas, and then slowly turned into patches of vegetation.It was boring to look at the scenery that gradually became the same outside the window, and the eyes of the little fox were gradually attracted by Sherlock who was driving in front of him.

It is said that among the top ten most attractive moments of a man, focusing on driving ranks first. This is true.The little fox lay on the back of the co-pilot's seat and stared at Sherlock's side face with his head tilted. He had thick eyelashes, crystal clear eyes under the interior lights, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that were slightly pursed because of concentration. Never seduce an unscrupulous person like Little Fox.

What's going on, Sherlock looks more and more attractive!The little fox cupped his face in a drunken way, wanting to get closer to him, a little closer.

The slender fingers with well-defined knuckles held the black steering wheel and turned it neatly. Sherlock, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly felt itchy in his ears, and a gust of hot air sprayed behind his ears.He frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Stay away from me."

"Sherlock..." The man smelled very good, it was a fresh mint smell.After taking a deep breath, the little fox's brain began to become a little muddy: "Sherlock..." she whispered softly.

"What's the matter?" Sherlock turned his head to avoid the uncomfortable breathing in his ears.

"Can I kiss you?" The little fox stared at Sherlock, who was covered in delicious golden light, and couldn't help swallowing.

Sherlock didn't expect the little fox to make such a request suddenly, and he was taken aback for a moment.

Just when Sherlock was in a daze and didn't respond, the little fox couldn't help reaching out and leaning over to kiss his ear.

Chi-

The car that was moving forward suddenly twisted and turned on the road like a convulsion. If it weren't for the fact that there were almost no vehicles in the middle of the night, this section of the road would probably be blocked due to a car accident.

The little fox, who was staggered by the swaying car, knocked his head on the car window, and his brain, which was stimulated by pain, woke up for a while.A moment of sobriety is enough for her to realize what is going on with her now. It's really strange. She has just done research with Jim, so how come the next time comes so soon!

"What are you doing!" Sherlock hurriedly saved his mistake and forcibly parked the car on the side of the road smoothly.He clenched his fists with both hands, and his beating heart pumped all the blood to his face.

The little fox turned over in some discomfort, and realized that the body's reaction became stronger after the estrus period.

"Sherlock, if I do something later, don't knock me out!" If she was knocked out directly when she was in heat, she might be hurt to the root!

"What do you mean?" Sherlock frowned and turned to look at the back seat.

The girl's current situation was almost two when she first came out of the apartment. She was obviously full of energy before, and she was able to get down the rope from the second floor neatly, but now she collapsed limply on the seat, her face was flushed, as if she was sick average.

"You have a fever?" Sherlock asked.

The little fox shook his head, his impatient body could not help turning over: "Um..."

Sherlock was also a little worried when he saw the little fox's menacing approach.He opened the car door and left the driver's seat, walked quickly to the back and opened the door: "Let me see." He bent down and leaned into the car, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Snapped!The hot and soft hand grasped the man's wrist, and the cool touch was like jade, making one unable to resist getting closer.The little fox pulled hard and lifted the whole person into the car. She rolled over with Sherlock in her arms and pressed him under her body.

"You?!" Sherlock suddenly widened his eyes when he was pressed on the seat by surprise.

"Sherlock, I'm sorry." The little fox suppressed his breath and said, "I will be gentle."

"What do you want to do—uh!"