[comprehensive] billions of sweethearts

McCoff quickly calmed down.He tried to ignore the weird sweet-bitter taste that lingered on his taste buds, wondering why on earth this happened.

"Ellie," he called out, but without getting a response, he looked up at the people around him—the tie was ripped open and hung loosely around his neck; his hair was scratched to a mess, and there were red palm marks on both cheeks... …

Mycroft: "..."

It's unscientific that he didn't hear Ellie's slap!

Seeing that Ellie was about to pinch (pinch) under the arm, McCoff immediately stopped her from hurting (hurting him). "Ellie, you're not dreaming. Look at me, you're wide awake."

Ellie looked at Mycroft with teary eyes, but when she saw that face, she put away her tears and said expressionlessly: "Looking at you, I think this is even more terrible, oh no, terrible, Quite a terrible dream!"

Mycroft smiled slightly: "I thought you would be very relaxed. Because every time I see your beautiful face, I feel very happy."

Ellie froze for a moment, then couldn't help but smiled slightly.

When such a gentle expression appeared on Mycroft's calm and self-possessed face, there was a kind of hot-eyed disobedience, and Mycroft's fingers trembled twice instantly.

Ellie: "Well, what should we do now? When will this be lifted? And, you have to go to work later. And Gideon, Sherlock, tonight is Christmas Eve."

Mycroft also had some headaches.He looked at Ellie's tightly biting lips, and his mind moved.Maybe he could try tongue/kissing...as long as he can get his mouth out of that face.

He was still struggling in pain when he heard the phone rang cheerfully.

Ellie: "Your phone." She looked at McCoff's face, patted her forehead, "No, it's my phone."

She took out her phone from her pocket, "Hello?"

Anthea, who was about to speak: "..."

The number and voice are correct.But how could the Boss say Hello? !He would just silently listen to his subordinates' report on their work, then mock them with disdain for the "goldfish"'s intellect, and finally hang up the phone calmly.

This is the normal call mode!

Now this gentle greeting... Anthea felt that her career as an agent might end prematurely.

"Boss, Chairman Yoder has invited you to meet in your office at nine o'clock this morning."

"okay, I get it."

Ellie hung up the phone, looked at McCoff who was frowning because of the content of the call, gritted her teeth cruelly, pressed his head and kissed him.It was obvious that Ellie underestimated her current strength, and rushed forward like this, making both her and McCoff's lips numb with pain, and the smell of blood spread in their mouths.

They kissed for a minute before slowly separating, but nothing changed.

Ellie made a reasonable guess: "Maybe it's not emotional enough?"

Mycroft and her looked at each other, and both of them looked away without saying a word.

If you can still kiss your own face like a fascination, that's a strange skill.

Mycroft looked at the clock, "It's a matter of time, maybe tomorrow morning will be fine."

Ellie looked out the window with a headache, "What about today?"

then……

Anthea watched as Boss, who had a swollen lip and ice in his mouth, came out with Ellie, who also had a swollen lip, and got into the car. Boss's sitting posture is still very reserved, and the way he smiles at her has a subtle similarity to Ellie.

Are they showing affection? !

Anthea had a sense of crisis of knowing too much, and she felt that she might lose her job.

Ellie pinched her thigh and told herself to hold back, not to show her feet, let alone let others see the joke, and to fall into the majesty of the British government.She tried hard to recall, imitating Mycroft's twitching of the corners of her mouth, revealing a hypocritical smirk.

Mycroft leaned against her and whispered in her ear: "You know me, in every way. So, relax, you can do it. Besides, I'm by your side."

Ellie let out a breath and winked at Mycroft.She straightened her back and said to Anthea: "Tell Chairman Yoder that I don't want to discuss customs duties with him today, and he can go back and talk to his wife about Christmas trees. I'm sure he can come up with something useful." Value conclusions, like don't waste my time on the holidays."

Anthea: "Okay. Boss, Inspector Lestrade said that Mr. Holmes was kidnapped."

Ellie glanced at McCoff, "Sherlock, was kidnapped?!" This was the funniest joke she had heard this year, bar none.

Agents of Baker Street!And the cameras all over the place are eyeliners.

Ellie couldn't think of anyone who could kidnap Sherlock under the noses of the British government.

Except, James Moriarty.

Ellie: "Yeah, Christmas, all kinds of guys are out to join in the fun"

She raised her eyebrows proudly, she felt that she had vividly interpreted the evil and madness of the British government.

Anthea: "..." Huh? ! Since when did Boss have such a mouth addiction!

Mycroft: "..." This is a model that painting tigers is not an anti-dog.

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