[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

When Song Yiqiao opened his eyes, they had already returned to Sherlock's bedroom.

"call……"

What should she say?

"What's wrong with the system?" Sherlock keenly sensed something was wrong with her.

"I'm just a little emotional about things in that world."

In order to prevent Sherlock from seeing more revealing emotions, Song Yiqiao hugged his waist, buried his soft cheeks in his firm chest, and couldn't help but rub against him.

"You must be exercising a lot," she mumbled.

The unique fragrance of women filled the tip of her nose, and the person in her arms was incredibly soft, as if she had no bones.The gentle cheek leaned against his chest, as if a heavy stone had fallen on his steady beating heart, oppressed by gravity, the rhythm of the original regular heartbeat was completely messed up, and he even felt a little unsteady breathing.

Sherlock pursed his lips, and reached out to touch her long hair, which was extremely tactile.

"That's right!" Song Yiqiao exclaimed, completely disturbing the charming atmosphere in front of him, "The two of us stayed in the bedroom for a day and a night, what about the others?"

As she said that, she quickly pushed Sherlock away, opened the door and took a look - the bedroom was pitch black, and there was still food prepared overnight on the table, but there was no one there.

Song Yiqiao fumbled to turn on the light and found Sherlock holding a note in his hand.

"What's written on it?"

He handed it to Song Yiqiao without saying a word.

"Hey, my friends, it's a bit embarrassing to talk about. Well... because you didn't come out after calling a few times, in order not to disturb, Mrs. Hudson put the prepared food on the table, but don't Worried, we all returned home. Finally, Sherlock, although you are in good health, I would like to remind you that excessive indulgence is harmful to the body.—Your friend, John.”

"..."

Song Yiqiao coughed in embarrassment, not knowing how to face the other people in the future.

Sherlock didn't care what Watson said, he never cared what others thought.

"Watson's fiancée still needs a bridesmaid."

"what?"

"The personality is docile and shy, and he is not good at socializing. It seems that my friend has found a little sheep." He sat on the sofa, staring at a corner of the room thoughtfully, "John told me to let You go to the wedding too."

"What an honor! I'm going to see the bride tomorrow!"

"You take pleasure in participating in the ceremony of marriage?"

"Of course, it's a beautiful thing."

Song Yiqiao walked up to Sherlock, suddenly sat on his lap, and propped up the back of the sofa with one hand.Sherlock leaned his head against the backrest, his gray eyes watching her quietly.

His gray is not a dazzling silver gray, but a deep, wise gray that contains complex knowledge. This kind of gray will appear to be too cold, even a little inhuman, and seem too cold and difficult to touch. .

However, the gray at this moment was stained with hazy haze, and the barrier used for defense gradually melted, and the eyes that looked at her had imperceptible tenderness.

Same with Sherlock's people.

It was like feeding a piece of candy to her heart. It was so sweet and greasy that it became hot, but she couldn't help but feel some unbearable acid, which corroded her heart and gradually extended to the internal organs.Song Yiqiao has never observed Sherlock so carefully like now—his deep eyes, high nose bridge, too thin lips that look a bit unsympathetic...

Song Yiqiao couldn't help kissing his lips lightly, the place where she touched was hotter than a soldering iron, making her whole body tremble involuntarily.As if she was tasting delicious food, she left kisses over and over again, their bodies cuddled together, her black hair scattered on Sherlock's body, and a few strands of hair reached his neck, following Song Yiqiao Gently sweeping by his movements, it brought a restless itch.

Song Yiqiao bit hard, causing the people below him to groan.

"I think we should stop in moderation," she stopped, and suddenly showed a narrow smile, "After all, excessive indulgence can hurt the body."

Immediately afterwards, she fled the crime scene quickly, trotting and closing the bedroom door, leaving Sherlock alone on the sofa.Sherlock's fingertips lightly brushed his red and swollen lips, and he stared at the closed door for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

On this side, Song Yiqiao and him were separated by a wall, but it was like a whole world.The smile and joy just now disappeared, and she knew that she was about to lose the ability to pretend, so she found an excuse to run away.

Song Yiqiao lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

...Actually, she was just sad.The general kind of sadness is not fatal, but it will gradually stretch in the future, become deeper and more painful, until it becomes a scar on the heart, making her trembling and speechless, and even dare not think about it.

How hard it must be to part.

Watson's wedding is coming soon.

In order to better play the role of bridesmaid, Song Yiqiao often went shopping, chatting, and drinking afternoon tea with Mary these days, which made Watson a little jealous.

The bridesmaid dress was a light sea blue knee-length skirt. The makeup artist pulled up her black hair, revealing her delicate cheeks and fair neck. Her big black eyes were smart and beautiful, and her dimples were faintly visible in her smile.

After packing everything up, Song Yiqiao followed behind the bride, and saw Sherlock wearing a suit from a distance. Although he was expressionless and indifferent to the point of chilling, he had a tall and straight figure and a handsome face. It still caused some female guests to blush and watch him secretly.

After all, it is still not easy to meet Detective Sherlock Holmes.

In the next second, Sherlock looked exactly where Song Yiqiao was, as if telepathically.They looked at each other from a distance through the lively crowd, surprise flashed in those gray eyes, Song Yiqiao laughed and waved at him.

But it was clear that a certain Mr. Detective never paid attention to the red tape.

He walked up to Song Yiqiao in a few steps, staring deeply at Song Yiqiao, his lips that could only spit out harsh and sarcastic words seldom uttered a word of praise.

"You look beautiful today."

Song Yiqiao's eyes were shining, and before he could say anything, Watson hurried over, grabbed Sherlock's arm and said, "Hey, today is my wedding, and it's about to start, what do you want to say? Just a while!"

She looked at the backs of the two leaving, and burst out laughing.

The wedding went smoothly. When the bride said "I do" shyly, Watson put a ring on her, suppressed the excitement in her heart and hugged her tightly. The two kissed sweetly in the eyes of the guests.

Seeing this scene, Song Yiqiao smiled and blessed with them, but his eyes couldn't help being sore.She rubbed her eye sockets with a sunshade gesture.

For the next time, she didn't know what she was doing, and followed the other bridesmaids to help in a daze. After the wedding ceremony was over, her cheeks were so stiff with laughter.

so tired...

Song Yiqiao calmed down, and waited for all the bridesmaids to leave before dragging his lazily steps into the changing room.

She was about to close the door when a hand suddenly propped it up.

It's Sherlock.

"I want to change clothes."

"I know."

"..."

Song Yiqiao took him for granted and couldn't help it, let go of his hand and said, "Okay, okay, what do you want?"

Sherlock closed the door and went straight to the topic: "Did you forget to say something?"

"Me?" She shrugged. "Maybe you are too sensitive. I have a very good memory. If there is something to say, I will never miss it."

Song Yiqiao suddenly changed the subject: "Have you ever thought about getting married?"

Sherlock looked at her noncommittally.

"I admit that although I have a fear of love and marriage, I still have an unavoidable longing for marriage. I said—" She smiled, "You have had the desire to spend your whole life with someone Thoughts?"

After a long silence in the room, Sherlock spoke.

"Have."

He took a step forward and stared into Song Yiqiao's eyes: "You are panicking, anxious... There must be some kind of uncertain factor that brings you negative emotions. Song Yiqiao, don't try to escape, when you encounter difficulties It’s time to ask for help, not to be alone.”

Enveloped tightly by this compulsive aura of penetrating everything, Song Yiqiao staggered back a few steps, and suddenly bumped his waist against the table.She let out a soft cry, frowning in pain.

Sherlock put his hands on the edge of the table and lowered himself closer to her.

"You...you stand a little further away..."

Song Yiqiao was so nervous that her tongue was spinning a little, and she turned her face to the side, trying to ignore the piercing gaze.

"Song Yiqiao."

Sherlock called her name abruptly.

"……what?"

"Will you marry me?"

Song Yiqiao: "!"

The atmosphere between the two froze at this moment.

Song Yiqiao was wearing a bridesmaid's skirt, her white and tender skin was faintly visible in the fabric, if you ignored the color of her skirt and matched it with Sherlock's suit, she would really look like a newlyweds.

She lowered her eyelids and whispered, "Don't make trouble."

Sherlock showed with actions that he can be summed up by waywardness.

"You... ah!"

Song Yiqiao fell down on the table in embarrassment, and the rattling things fell all over the floor.Immediately afterwards, Sherlock leaned over and pressed her lips, and kissed her lips and cheeks with scattered kisses.

"For the quality of marital sex life, at least one sexual intercourse should be attempted before marriage."

Sherlock's calm and indifferent voice didn't match what he was doing at this time: "Save time, let's start now."