[comprehensive] billions of sweethearts

Ellie carefully wrapped the scarf around her neck, her cheeks flushed from the gushing heat.She tilted her head, pursed her lips and showed a soft smile, and her watery eyes lightly passed over Sherlock. "Does it look good?"

Sherlock's hand in his pocket trembled slightly, and his critical eyes fell on Ellie's bruised hand.He pulled out a hypocritical smirk, and praised in the tone of psalms: "Very beautiful. Although she is wearing a hospital gown and her hair is messy, she is still beautiful. How is it?"

Ellie's slightly shy smile suddenly froze, and the hand that was caressing the scarf looked particularly ridiculous.She stuffed her hands into the quilt angrily, moved her butt, pushed Sherlock aside, stared at him, and gritted her teeth: "You'll be single for the rest of your life. Sit on the sofa and stay away from me for now!"

"Love is blind and impulsive. Although I can control my emotions, I don't want to waste time on such boring things." Sherlock threw the necklace presented by Moriarty into his pocket without any trace, and lay on his back On the sofa, he casually took out his mobile phone and opened Wikipedia.

Ellie was lying on the bed, and after seeing the various promotional slogans of the hotel on his screen, she shrugged her shoulders in disgust, and asked with her head raised: "Is all the time you saved spent watching advertisements?"

"Have relaxing holidays rotted your brain?!"

The phone was suddenly raised in front of her eyes.In the enlarged picture, the silver chandelier casts bright light, and the carpet is thick and soft.The hotel set menu is full of steaming heat, the color of the red wine seems to exude an attractive aroma, and the steak sprinkled with black pepper is tender and delicious.The silk sheets that meander to the floor are delicate and beautiful.

The promotional pictures of the luxury hotel are full of elegance and magnificence, which is really great and makes people want to stay at a glance.

Ellie looked at Sherlock suspiciously, a flash of light suddenly flashed through her mind.Her eyes widened instantly, her lips parted slightly, "Moriarty?!"

This hotel is not the most luxurious in New York, but it is one of the most elegant and comfortable.It really fits Moriarty's style.Real gentlemen and aristocrats will not covet the gorgeous gilt places, but walk into the low-key and connotative places.

"However, Moriarty may not need to stay in a hotel. Didn't he have a lot of identities and real estate in England before? It doesn't seem surprising to have a villa in the United States." Ellie thought of Moriarty's diamonds The custom-made watch and the black card that Sherlock swiped at will, and thinking about the salary of his part-time job, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Seeing her cute appearance counting the money with her fingers, Sherlock slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and then quietly regained his composure.He stood up, and under Ellie's bewildered gaze, he walked in front of her, and reached out to brush her long hair in the scarf.

The smooth long hair slipped from between the fingers and fell to the side of the face.Sherlock leaned over and tucked strands of black hair behind Ellie's ears.The fingertips rubbed the delicate auricles, and the temperature of the friction made both of them a little hot.At such a close distance, the warm breath sprayed on Ellie's forehead, and her eyes were as soft as water reflecting the moonlight.

"Sherlock."

Ellie reached out and gently grabbed Sherlock's hem.

"There are people in the United States that Moriarty is afraid of. Before he kills me, he will not waste his power to tear this local snake." Sherlock looked at the pale and purple arm, and then at the girl's trance. He straightened his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left. "I thought you were strong enough to be with me, but now it seems that I'm the only one going."

So help me tidy my hair because I feel ashamed to walk with you like this!

you go!

Ellie scowled and threw her hair back.Before she could speak, Sherlock opened the door and walked out.She threw off the quilt and jumped down, running out quickly.But it was extremely quiet outside the door, not even a piece of the big detective's clothes could be seen.

Ellie pouted slowly: "...the legs are so long..." Hot chicken!

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Ruth hugged the notebook, walked out of the ward with a smile, and closed the door softly.She took out her mobile phone, looked at the tender and caring text messages in it, couldn't help but twirled around twice on tiptoe, and hummed a song.

"Your fiancé sent you a text message. The relationship is good, no wonder you have been reluctant to do anything to him."

A cold male voice came from behind.Ruth paused slightly, and she turned around with a smile, only to see a handsome, indifferent but charming man.She froze for a moment, and a charming smile appeared in her eyes: "Sir, I don't understand what you said. You came so late to visit..."

"Don't you admit it? There are obvious ring marks on your middle finger, which means that you have worn this engagement ring for more than two years. However, the surface of the ring is brand new. It must have been carefully maintained. Such a cherished ring, not only changed after a Wear it on only one hand, and there are scratches on the edge. The scar on the back of your hand is very new, and it has been injured twice to cover up the scratch. You must regret that you didn't get out in the first place and let her have Opportunity to grab your hand and ask why you killed her."

"It's really shocking that a person who usually pretends to be an angel suddenly reveals his demonic nature. Although your disguise is terrible, it's not difficult to successfully fool these stupid goldfish."

"If your fiancé knows that the woman he likes is actually a killer who kills countless people, I don't know if he will find it difficult to accept it for a while. I'm afraid he will have a heart attack. Tsk."

Looking at the man with sneering eyes, Ruth's back was dripping with cold sweat. She hugged the notebook tightly and shouted word by word: "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. Please leave, or I will call Security!"

"Humph."

The man snorted impatiently, walked away, and when he passed the corner, he suddenly took out a gun from his clothes and aimed it at her heart.

The bullet slammed into the palm of his hand hard, and the rolled up flesh and blood burned into a scorched black color.Ruth held her bloody right hand, leaned against the wall with sweat profusely, slipped slowly and sat on the ground, her eyes were full of shock.

She understood, the disgust and warning in the man's eyes, warning her not to move anyone who shouldn't be moved again!

Anthea stood by the car, her legs numb from the cold night wind.She saw a thin figure coming out of the hospital, the windbreaker stretched handsomely.She opened the car door, but the man went straight to the side of the road, raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, and got into the taxi.

God, this way can still stop the car? !Should she say that she really deserves to be Sherlock Holmes!

Anthea got into the car, the smell of gunpowder still lingering in her nostrils.She lowered her head and pressed the key quickly.

What a wayward brother.

The author has something to say: I tried my best to make Xia Miao very handsome_(:зゝ∠)_

Angel Rhett is coming out.

In other words, can I ask for a comment, if there are too many comments, I will add more, okay QwQ

Thank you alicecc for the landmine, thank you for the nutrient solution of the potted plants under the window, and I am so cute Q3Q