[TV] She forgot again

On the first day of formal university classes, Nicole, who was delicately made up and youthful, bent down to give Sherlock, who was still wearing a silver nightgown, a goodbyekiss.Then before the sleepy-eyed man turned around, Nicole took a step back, squatted down and gave Mo Bao, who had already arrived at his new home, a kiss.

Having received the same treatment, Mo Bao howled twice happily, rubbed his soft body around Nicole's well-proportioned white calf, and incidentally pointed his butt at the man who was competing for favor with him.

The originally lazy Sherlock changed his lazy and troubled appearance, grabbed Mo Bao by the tail, and flicked it aside.Mo Bao, who was being held by his tail, bared his teeth and growled instantly, his snow-white sharp fangs reflected a threatening white light.

Mo Bao turned over in the air, landed nimbly and silently, and stared at Sherlock vigilantly with his back arched, as if he was about to rush up to give this pawed and proud man a paw in the next second.

Sherlock's eyes were contemptuous, and he twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently towards Mo Bao, and his gray eyes also stared back unceremoniously at the black panther not far away.

Nicole snapped a photo of the two felines looking like they were going to fight, and was ready to pat their butts and turn away in a happy mood.

The moment she turned around, Nicole felt four wronged and pitiful eyes behind her.There was a pause in her footsteps, and Nicole turned around helplessly, slamming into two pairs of clear, innocent and pitiful eyes.

——The silent persuasion made Nicole's heart soften.

This is simply a foul!

Nicole could only turn around, grab Mo Bao and hug her in her arms, then kissed Sherlock: "I'm going to be late if I don't leave, Sherlock."

"Then don't go." Sherlock seized the opportunity and kissed Nicole tenderly for 2 minutes.The soft lips touched, and Sherlock licked and kissed Nicole's jelly-like lips as if he was tracing a precious work of art.

Nicole clearly felt the seduction and temptation of the other party.

My Mr. Detective has learned badly!

Nicole pushed Sherlock away with difficulty, and licked her numb lips: "How does my lipstick taste?"

Sherlock smacked his mouth: "I didn't taste it."

After speaking, he lowered his head and bit Nicole's lips lightly.

Nicole: "..."

Mo Bao: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"It wants to compete for favor!Fight for favor!

By the time Sherlock had tasted what the lipstick was, Nicole was completely late.

For her first class in college, Nicole was late for the first half of the period.

Well, it's college.

During recess, Nicole sneaked into the classroom and sat down in an empty seat.As soon as she sat down, Nicole heard the excited voices of the girls in the front row.

"There are a lot of people up there. We have to go early after the next class is over! Otherwise, let alone asking the professor a question, you won't even have the chance to get close to the professor!" A black-haired girl clenched her fists with a serious face.

"Yes, yes, the professor is really handsome and gentle! Aww, I can't do it, my girlish heart!" Another blond girl covered her face in a shy manner.

Nicole looked up curiously towards the direction of the podium, and found that the podium was surrounded by countless girls, only a golden head could be seen.

Nicole casually swept around the huge classroom again, the classroom was almost full of seats.There are not many class hours in this course, the price is high, and the professor is a top-notch handsome guy, so there are many people who take this psychology course, and there are also many auditors who come here because of the name, and most of them are girls.

It seems that the psychology professor is not a little popular.

The melodious and classic class bell rang, and the girls around the podium reluctantly returned to their actions.Nicole finally sees the face of the very popular professor.

Elegant and gentle, noble and reserved.

The professor always has a vague smile on his mouth, and his gentle voice, like old wine, flows slowly in the classroom.Watching him and listening to his voice will make people unknowingly let go of their guards and indulge in the comfortable world he created, where only you and me are.

Nicole looked the handsome young professor from head to toe, and gave a small exclamation of his excellent personal taste.

Hannibal Lecter was lecturing in front of the podium with a warm smile on his face.His classes are vivid and profound, not boring but enjoyable.

Many of the girls here were moved because they wanted to make eye contact with Hannibal. In fact, Hannibal evenly distributed eye contact to everyone present, but it made people feel that he was focusing on himself.

Hannibal's eyes flicked across Nicole again, and his calm heart began to stir because of this girl sitting by the window.

How lucky to be so close to the prey.

He seemed to smell the sweetness emanating from the girl in the air.

All of a sudden it feels like all other "food" is bland!

Nicole listened carefully to the pleasantly rhythmic voice on the podium. She chose this course to perform hypnosis more efficiently.After all, only by grasping people's hearts can they be able to control people's hearts at a deep level.

After one class, Nicole had to admit that the professor's knowledge and ability were directly proportional to his beauty.

Before the girls who had prepared a class rushed up to get close to Hannibal under the pretext of asking questions, Hannibal called the students who were late and absent from class today.

Nicole, who was about to leave, stopped helplessly.Very good, this is very powerful, she was the only one in the class who was late for the first half of the class.

Hannibal politely rejected the chick-like girls and left the classroom with Nicole, who was the only one who was late.

"Miss Stewart." Hannibal glanced at the names on the list, "I don't know if you locked yourself in the house this morning or got lost again?"

Nicole, who reluctantly followed Hannibal, had a dull expression when she heard Di Fang's question.

Hannibal seemed to be able to see the oversized question mark materialized above the girl's head.

Hannibal was not angry. He walked side by side with Nicole in the corridor, smiling and waiting for her to recall, and thoughtfully leading the girl who looked as weak and clean as a little white rabbit to avoid many enthusiastic and rampant students.

Nicole blinked, her face was extremely innocent, and she had already started to quickly analyze the man in front of her and what he said in her heart, and then went to piece together the information she needed from the shattered memories.

"Mr. Neighbor?" Nicole's soft voice sounded, matched with her dreamy starry eyes, who could get angry because she "accidentally" forgot about herself?

The warm smile on the corner of Hannibal's mouth deepened, and then he added a few more words to the column of "perfect ingredients" in his mind to analyze the girl in front of him, and at the same time he continued the previous topic: "I'm so glad Miss Stewart can still remember I."

Nicole smiled shyly at him: "Family inheritance. But Mr. Neighbor is so handsome, I will try not to forget it next time!"

It's really straightforward.

Hannibal pushed open the office door for Nicole in a gentlemanly way, and his slight bending made him get closer to Nicole.The unique smell of a girl drilled into his nostrils, Hannibal closed his eyes, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow.He seems to be enjoying the intoxicating fragrance, but also seems to be suppressing the darkness and tyranny surging out.

"Tea or coffee? Or orange juice?" Hannibal who returned to the office seemed to be different from him in class, more casual and considerate, and less alienated.

Nicole sat down gracefully and casually along the place he pointed, and while looking at the classic and elegantly decorated office of the neighbor, she replied delicately: "Can I have hot cocoa?"

Nicole is deliberately making unreasonable demands, and she likes to touch the truth beneath their disguise.

Hannibal paused for a moment, and then, like a big brother next door's tolerant and willful younger sister, he took out a can of cocoa powder from the cabinet as if by magic.

If I knew it, I would have a glass of vodka!

The process of Hannibal making hot cocoa is also so pleasing to the eye.He looked serious, and his movements were elegant and delicate, as if what he was making was not a cup of instant drink worth a dozen yuan, but a sacred and important ceremony.

It wasn't until the hot cocoa was placed in the palm of her hand that Nicole was relieved.After taking a sip of the drink at a suitable temperature, the sweet and mellow taste of cocoa instantly spread throughout the mouth, and the happy and pleasant taste melted into the limbs with swallowing.

"It's really delicious~" Nicole licked her lips, not stingy with her praise.

"My honor." Hannibal bent slightly and sat back on the chair behind the desk, "Then Miss Stewart, could you please tell me the reason why I was late for class today?"

Nicole took two sips of cocoa, glanced at the professor's autograph on a document, and babbled frankly: "Of course, Professor Lecter. The cat at home stole food last night and started vomiting and diarrhea this morning." , I can only go out and buy medicine to feed it, and coax it to sleep before going out. During the period, it scratched my two dresses, new ones!"

A certain "cat" who was stealing food at the scene of the crime sneezed suddenly, then touched his nose indifferently, and continued to focus on the case.

"Well, for the sake of being a responsible and caring host, I won't deduct your usual points, as long as the psychological analysis report of Case [-] appears on my desk before the next class, five thousand words. "

"Oh, for the sake of our neighbors, a thousand words! Charming and kind neighbor~" Nicole calmly held hot cocoa, and began to bargain with Hannibal while drinking.

When Nicole slowly drank the whole glass of drink, she and Hannibal also chatted back and forth a lot. The two successfully changed their address from Miss xx and Professor xx to their direct names, and changed five thousand The word essay was reduced to [-] words.

During this drink, Nicole got a lot of useful information:

Hannibal Lecter, a professor of psychology at Oxford University and a well-known psychological counselor, except for the time of class, this gentle professor prefers to stay at home to treat patients and cook delicious food.Sometimes it also helps the police solve crimes.

Nicole remembers Sherlock telling her to stay away from this handsome, talented man.Nicole has never been resistant to this type of man—elegant and abstinent, inviolable and inviolable like the flowers of the kaolin.

It was precisely because of this that Nicole was willing to stay on Baker Street and get along day and night with such a bad tempered, childish, withdrawn and conceited big detective.

Then... gradually lost his heart on this man.

While Nicole was understanding Hannibal, Hannibal was also understanding Nicole.

A short cell phone ringing broke the quiet "harmonious" conversation between the two.It was a special ringtone specially set for Sherlock. Although Nicole wanted to use Sherlock's groans as a text message notification tone, she didn't want others to hear Mr. Detective's panting. She hoped that everything about Sherlock would Be alone.

Nicole gestured to Hannibal and turned on the phone.

Please come to the xx school gate at your convenience, immediately, immediately. ——SH

As if calculated, another new message popped up the second after Nicole read the message.

You've been in the psychology professor's office for over half an hour.Please come if you are inconvenient. ——SH

Nicole raised her beautifully contoured eyebrows, and she seemed to smell a sour taste between the lines.She has already figured out why she stays in the professor's office, but she still has to pretend to cover up her preference of "spying on you if I love you".

A few seconds later, another message came.

HELP! ! ! ——SH

Nicole looked at this wayward text message and laughed softly.The girl's unique, clear and silvery laughter is like the melting ice and snow in early spring, flowing through Hannibal's heart.

Nicole conveniently sent a few lines of blood and blue text and a series of buffs to Sherlock, and finally added a sentence "Hold on!" at the end of the text message.

The veins on Sherlock's forehead twitched when he received the news.

Nicole spreads her hands: I have played a lot of games recently, and my hands are slippery. ╮(￣▽￣)╭

Nicole, who was summoned by Mr. Detective, could only give up the "good time" alone with the beautiful professor.

Hannibal kindly sent Nicole out of the office, and got the girl's sweet confession and the menu of the drink he wanted to drink next time.

Standing at the door of the office, Hannibal still looked elegant and gentle as usual, watching Nicole's moving figure going away, the inexplicable restlessness that touched people's hearts slowly disappeared, and the sweetness that made him almost ecstatic also disappeared. breath.

Hannibal took a step back, and retreating to his own office was like retreating to his own dark and dark world, isolating everything from the outside world, allowing the suppressed black boiling water to churn and ferment.

At the school gate, Nicole saw Sherlock with the expression "I don't want to stand with the goldfish".The man in a suit stood straight in the shadow of the plane tree, and the dappled sunlight made him look like a painting.

However, as soon as Sherlock opened his mouth, all the peaceful and warm atmosphere created before was immediately broken: "Your messy string of characters has no magical effect of saving danger."

——This is dissatisfaction with her not paying enough attention to his call for help.

"University campuses are areas where crimes frequently occur. Every year, at least 2.77% of shootings occur on campus, 1.69% of rape, sexual assault, 0.83% of intentional murder, 0.95% of..." Sherlock As he walked in front, he continued to prove that the school is an extremely dangerous place.

There was an air of "I'm not happy, you ran behind my back to touch that neighbor" all over his body. Sherlock was like a child who was having a temper, unwilling to hold Nicole's hand.

Nicole trotted a few steps to catch up with Sherlock, grabbed the other's hand and clasped her fingers tightly: "With you here, the mountains of swords and seas of fire are the safest."

Rubbing the tender little hand in the palm of his hand a few times unnaturally, Sherlock's ear tips were slightly red, his steps slowed down, and his usual arrogant and vicious tongue said: "Of course, without me, you can't even handle a thief."

"So what's the rush?" Although Nicole doubted that Sherlock was just full and came to see if she was still alive...

Sherlock's body tensed for a moment, and then he said casually, "You'll know when you get home."

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Thank you Mengmengbaby for mine!

I thought. . .I can put Mike in this chapter. . .released.