[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

When Sherlock went to change his face, Weiwei and I were thinking about life on the sofa.

Who am I, where am I, where am I from, where am I going, etc. She thinks this is a rare sage time in her day.

No way, Ye Weiwei, you are too impetuous if you do it like this, Weiwei couldn't get angry, and then after turning on the light, he touched a book and read it.

When Sherlock came out, what he saw was someone in a sexy dress with a strapless back, who was seriously... reading a book? ? ?

He looked down at her, the color of the lipstick had already faded after the intense kiss, he thought.

"Vicky, you don't have work tomorrow, do you?"

He sat beside her and brought her into his arms again. His chin rested on her shoulder, and he read a book with her.But of course he also knows that as long as he hugs her like this, she won't be able to read well.

Although secretly despising Vicky is really easy to be influenced by others, but Sherlock still feels that it is a good thing that he has such a great influence on Vicky.

"Huh?" She really moved her shoulders a little uncomfortably.

"Let's try some lipstick tomorrow," he said casually and even reached out to turn the book in Vivi's hand to the back. "I think I have the right to decide what I want to eat."

Vivi: ...

However Sherlock ignored Vicky's silence.

"I don't think you need lipstick to make you look better, you already have a boyfriend anyway."

Hey Sherlock, I never thought you had such a straight mind.

Weiwei choked for a moment: "I thought you knew that women dress up to please themselves."

"You didn't feel happy about it," he quickly cut off her words, "You don't like these, you can't help but rub your eyes, but you're afraid of rubbing your eyeliner, and you have to be careful about your lipstick when you drink water... You find makeup troublesome, and I know that."

"Not to mention you don't have much time to look in the mirror."

Vivi: ...

Oh, so what can I say.

He turned the book again, and then rattled through many pages.

"I haven't watched Sherlock yet!"

Her voice was a little higher, but she didn't look angry at all.

Sherlock took her book away and put his lips on the back of her neck again.

"I like here."

……

He kissed and gnawed, biting off her lace with his mouth.

Right on the armchair, she was on top of him.

"You're more sensitive."

……

His hands groped from the waist up, while biting her bare shoulders, he reached out and squeezed her softness.

When you lose weight, it does shrink here, but it's still suitable anyway.

"The lights are on... go back to your room, okay..."

she begged

Just put her on the small single sofa, with him behind her.

"Mycroft's men will come later," he said casually. "Let me see you more."

Her bun was messed up, and some of the soft golden hair fell down.

Sure enough, someone rang the doorbell.

Vivi's body tensed all of a sudden.

He patted her on the buttocks: "Vicky relax and don't be so nervous...they know what we're doing."

"Hiss... vicky..."

He fell silent suddenly, but his movements quickened.

……

The one-person sofa has a small space, and Weiwei's posture makes her feel uncomfortable. Just one time is enough to make Weiwei feel exhausted.

But I'm not ashamed to say...well, it's kind of...that or something, right?

When Sherlock was doing all this, he didn't even take off his suit, and he looked abstinent after a little care... It's just that his eyes were deep and unusual.

He picked up someone who was slumped on the couch.

Vivi originally wanted to struggle.

"Don't move... I just stayed on your skirt. If you don't want to wash the sofa, you'd better not move."

He managed to calm her down, carried her back to the bedroom, and took a bath towel to cover her body casually.

"You don't need my help to take a shower to remove makeup," he said coldly, "if you want, you can do it, but when I ask for conditions, don't cry and stop... After all, I won't stop."

Spicy chicken Sherlock, pluck x ruthless Sherlock.

Weiwei lay sore and limp for a while, then silently ran to the bathroom with the towel in hand.

Mom's head was full of things.

After taking off her make-up and taking a shower, Weiwei changed into her nightgown before coming out. The light in the bedroom was already on, obviously Sherlock had been sitting and waiting for a while.He pulled his eyes away from the phone, looked up and down for a while, who looked like a high school student in a cotton nightgown, couldn't tell what emotion he was in, then got up and walked to the bathroom.

It looks very normal.

Weiwei thought deeply, then took the mobile phone and crackled and replied some messages, then fell asleep while the mobile phone was still in hand.

Originally, I stepped into the room to ask Weiwei to help dry my hair. By the way, I would like to ask Weiwei what it means to be inexplicably smiling at the dance today, but I saw that the lights were not turned off, and Weiwei was already asleep on his side. Quietly backed out again.

He knows better than anyone how hard she has been working lately.

In other words, even if other people don't know or understand, he is the one who should know the most.

He was lying on the bed, the bed was not too big, she hummed coquettishly, and rolled into his arms.

Hum what.

He thought lightly, usually hypocritically, he would not turn off the lights and sleep, but today he just fell asleep like this.

He fell asleep with the lights on, and he went to bed and moaned here.

He clicked his tongue and turned off the light.

But it's time to praise her.Because she recognized him.

He was actually quite happy.

Her hands were cold and her feet were cold, he covered her body, thinking that the time he came was not too bad, she had just finished her period, as long as the old man and the doctor were dealt with, he wouldn't worry about being caught in the past few days Excuse me, or he can go with Vicky to the behavior analysis department that Mycroft has talked about many times. Mycroft's posture seems to be to let Vicky return to London to be in charge of lie detection work. , A minor in criminal psychology or something is fine.But there is no need for his people to be ruined by Mycroft, they should be kept by his side.

Speaking of which, Mycroft didn't know if he would have to do something again in the next few days, so he sent him away so happily, maybe he found a new house for Sherlock, and even had a new future roommate in the house.

Mycroft knew this well, he wouldn't just throw away Sherlock's carefully raised bees to renovate a room.

Sherlock was thinking about it, thinking that this guy's hands and feet were so cold, but he didn't expect to get hot soon, and slowly fell asleep.

Need to get a bigger bed for vicky.

Although the space occupied by two people sleeping together is not too big, and there is a little room for a bed, but the room for sex has also become smaller and uncomfortable.

He will come again in the future.

Weiwei wakes up very early... Her biological clock has been developed, and she has already opened her eyes at [-]:[-].

"Sherlock?" she called him vaguely, "I'm going to Dr. Beren's and I want to..."

"These days your task is just to accompany me," he closed his eyes and pushed her head down, "you don't have to worry about anything else."

Weiwei pressed his head back and continued to sleep.

She was able to sleep, but Sherlock was woken up, and then couldn't fall asleep, and then he wanted to do something, so Weiwei was shaken awake.

"Yesterday, I will help you remember what you said to me," he raised someone's small head and looked directly into her unconscious eyes, "just yesterday, you said that after wearing a vest, .”

Weiwei looked ignorant, with a silly and sweet look, obviously he didn't realize it all at once.

"What? A vest?"

Sherlock was a little disgusted, and stretched out his hand to try to smooth Weiwei's chicken coop, but he gave up the treatment when he found that Weiwei frowned and took a deep breath because of insufficient strength.

"Yesterday you said that I was wearing a vest, and then you laughed like a dog's tail dangled at the tip of your nose... I have already reminded you enough. Do you need me to restore the scene at that time?"

Vivi suddenly remembered.

"I don't think you want to know the answer."

She dug her head into the socket of his neck, trying to avoid the question.

"Right now I just want to sleep."

"It depends on whether you and I understand the same meaning of sleeping... Vicky, I will always know your answer if you know it, so tell me now."

Weiwei bowed her head and stopped talking.

Until Sherlock's hand climbed up to the back of her neck and rubbed back and forth, Vivi couldn't stand it anymore.

"I said, I said!" As soon as she opened her mouth, his hand stopped.

Weiwei cleared his throat.

"Don't you like wearing a vest?"

Sherlock, who fully understood the meaning of Weiwei's hint, did not refute.

"Mycroft, I mean, he's got a lot of waistcoats, I mean, the kind that he wears on..."

If Mycroft had been there, he would have said: Sherlock, you like my vest, just tell me, the Holmes family can't afford these gadgets.

And obviously, Vivi will laugh, not because of such a simple, joke-like idea, but because of the association of the little boy Sherlock Holmes looking eagerly at the many beautiful (?) vests that Mycroft has. , I really want to snatch the cute look...

Sherlock's hands began to twitch.

"I have already said!"

you don't move!

Sherlock didn't stop.

"I didn't expect you to be so bored when I was away. I didn't find this kind of thing funny, but I don't mind doing something more meaningful."

……

"Vicky, you've grown up."

……

"Stop wearing this childish cotton pajamas, I think you can change your style."

Fuck you, if I change it, I will believe in your evil!

"If you're shy and don't want to buy it by yourself, Mycroft's people brought a few sets over yesterday... As I said, Mycroft is a little likable at this time."