[Comprehensive English and American] The Queen is Coming

I can't bear it anymore, why bother to bear it any longer!

Elsa stands in the bedroom doorway, a pillow smacks on Sherlock, deflecting his fancy shots, the bullet-hole smiley face on the vine wallpaper out of shape.

"Believe it or not, I can also draw a smiling face on you." Aisha looked at him sullenly, her tone was full of threats, and she looked completely depressed without getting enough sleep.

"You are too irritable, Aisha." Sherlock put down the British Browning gun and complained aggrievedly.

Sherlock perfectly interpreted why the villain should sue first, and Aisha laughed angrily.She suddenly remembered that when Watson asked her to take more care, he really overestimated her temper.

"Honey, I'm not that good old John, I don't mind you to bully me." She smiled brighter and brighter, and Sherlock suddenly had a sense of survival, blinking his gray-green eyes, looking at her flatteringly and pitifully, just Like the cat that Elsa has always wanted but dared not, he said: "I was wrong."

Counting him as sensible, Aisha's anger subsided a little.

"But, according to research, napping for more than 10 minutes will only backfire." He tapped his watch with his finger: "You have slept for an hour, and the sound of my gun actually played a role in waking you up."

"Maybe I still have to thank you?"

"If you want, of course I don't mind." Sherlock's expression seemed to have found a new toy, and he kept teasing the fried-haired Aisha cat.

A sneer overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and Aisha stretched out her hand to stroke his fluffy curly hair: "I am very afraid of animals, but I have always liked cats. I heard that cats have a particularly bad temper, rebellious and difficult to discipline. Dear Sherlock , I don't mind raising you as a cat at all."

After she finished speaking, she patted his head, and Sherlock was stunned for a moment - this woman is simply making trouble out of no reason!

He quickly moved to the opposite sofa. Her stroking action just now was too real. He still couldn't recover. He secretly glanced at Aisha and smiled, wrapping his arms around her.

In the second game, Aisha defended the majesty of the cat owner and won!

The two of you came and went, Aisha's sleepiness was completely dispelled, it was really boring.I want to read to pass the time, but the bookshelves are full of professional books, so I can only imitate Sherlock and collapse on the sofa.

"All the Death Eaters in the city have retreated." Sherlock said suddenly, looking at the ceiling.

Aisha was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "Oh."

Had he been severely injured by the Order of the Phoenix and had no choice but to do so; or had he respected her wishes and given up the pursuit?

"Do you think people will change?"

"Yes." Sherlock's answer was concise and forceful, inexplicably giving people a sense of trust.

"However, things like feelings are the most taboo to turn back."

"You know?" Aisha sat up and looked at him.She had doubts about his emotional experience. In the passionate kiss that night, he acted like he was rich in theory but lacking in practice.

Sherlock also sat up, looked at her, and showed the rigor of a science student: "Even the most difficult to quantify emotional problems have statistics, I just told you a scientific argument. Besides, you don't lack Men like it."

Riddle: Dead Detective, I tricked you!

Sherlock's words are not unreasonable, Aisha nodded after listening, should she have another relationship?It is hard to find two-legged frogs in this world, but there are plenty of two-legged men.

Aisha, who had completely figured it out, was suddenly enlightened, and jokingly said, "Sherlock, I think you can also work part-time as an emotional expert besides solving the case."

"Nine times out of ten it will be broken by me. I have always held the view that emotions are the most useless things in the world."

Aisha had a flash of inspiration and found a very important thing, so she asked maliciously: "You have never been in love, have you?"

Sherlock looked up suddenly, neither acknowledging nor denying.

But Aisha already knew the answer, and laughed like crazy. As a boy from European and American countries with open sexual behaviors, he has never been in a relationship, which means he has no girlfriend, and not having a girlfriend means that he is a virgin.

The crown of Britain's first male virgin will definitely go to Sherlock.Aisha's stomach ached from laughing, and she could only desperately retract the corners of her mouth, trying to calm down her excitement.

"Your smile is completely unreasonable." Somewhat annoyed, Sherlock retracted arrogantly on the sofa, his tall body curled up, looking a little aggrieved.

Realizing that her behavior was a little too much, Aisha squatted beside him, pulled his sleeve, pulled it back, pulled it again, and pulled it back again.Aisha thought he was so cute, and coaxed patiently: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed at you."

She tugged on his sleeve again, and this time he finally turned around, looking at Aisha blankly: "You have to make a substantive apology."

Aisha raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

The scheming boy Sherlock went online: "You have to do one thing for me unconditionally, and you can't refuse no matter what I ask for."

As soon as Aisha hesitated, he hummed and felt wronged, making her look like a sinner, so he had to nod in agreement.Seeing Sherlock's expressionless face immediately, she always felt like she was being put together.

In the third round, the scheming boy Sherlock won!

The two of them tossed and tossed, and finally killed most of the time.When Watson returned to the apartment, he saw two people playing chess in harmony. He was very surprised. Aisha was not driven crazy by Sherlock? ? ?

Until Watson finished his shower and was about to go back to the attic to sleep, he caught a glimpse of a bullet hole smiling face on the wall of the living room, and felt that he was so naive!

Seeing Watson come back, Aisha, who had already lost five games in a row, was relieved. During the period, she kept thinking happily that Charles didn't like to use telepathy when playing chess. It was really desperate.Every move of her chess is predicted by Sherlock, just like in the chess game, she is a little white rabbit favored by the big bad wolf, and she can't escape no matter how hard she tries.

"John, I have to tell you some bad news." Aisha showed a sad face: "Mrs. Hudson is out on a date."

This means that their dinner has not been settled! ! !

Her culinary skills have been proven with burnt scrambled eggs-horrible; and Watson's culinary skills can only cook food, delicious food is not extravagant; as for Sherlock, he would rather eat fast food than go to the kitchen .

Watson quickly put on the jacket he had taken off, and looked at them apologetically: "I forgot to tell you that I have a date tonight."

Seeing the back of the good old Watson leaving, Aisha and Sherlock looked at each other, and asked the same question: What's wrong with this world? !

The only one of the three of them who has any cooking skills has left, and Elsa and Sherlock can only rely on themselves!

Aisha was the first to express her point of view: "I don't want fast food!" Then she saw Sherlock looking at her with a troubled expression on his face. This day is going to be difficult!Had he forgotten that she was a wounded patient? ? ?

Finally, Sherlock went to Mrs. Hudson's refrigerator and found a carrot, a celery, a piece of pork, and leftover rice from making paella.Aisha ate the Chinese fried rice made by Sherlock. Although the taste was not bad, but thinking of the French chef at Xavier College, the melancholy of "thousands of miles away from home" inexplicably surged in her heart.

Charles, who was far away in New York, received a text message: I suddenly realized that I miss you very much.

In the next few days, the students of Xavier College found that their principal was not in a good mood!This smile is brighter than the sun, the female students are all holding their chests, can they give the male students a way out!

The sound of the violin was accompanied by the patter of rain, and Elsa opened her eyes. It was a rare morning when Sherlock didn't make any noise.

Putting on a dressing gown, Aisha saw a gentleman in a British three-piece suit sitting across from Sherlock. One would deny that he was an attractive man.This kind of charm comes from the power, from the self-confidence of being extremely intelligent.

Mycroft showed a reserved and indifferent smile to Aisha, and did not shy away from the scrutiny in his eyes: "Good morning, Miss Arendelle, my lord, Mycroft, is Sherlock's brother."

Aisha is no stranger to the aura exuded by Mycroft, and it is also seen in her high-ranking ministers for a long time.No wonder Sherlock never gave Scotland Yard a good face. It turned out that there was someone behind him.

She also smiled reservedly: "Good morning, Mr. Big Holmes. I'm sorry, let me freshen up."

She came out of the bathroom, and John also rushed back from his girlfriend's house. He must have seen the news—there was an explosion on Baker Street last night. Fortunately, 221B was not affected.

"Do you want some tea?" She asked the three men. Sherlock obviously didn't know how to treat guests, and there was not even a glass of water in front of Megoff.

John glanced at the two brothers who were arguing, and said to Aisha, "Let me help you." Anyway, the two of them were bickering, and he never had a chance to intervene.

"Sherlock, this is not the time to be willful." Regarding this younger brother who has never dealt with him, Mycroft's tone was already a little harsh: "The Bruce-Partington plan is about national defense and security, you should understand the seriousness of it." sex."

I saw Sherlock's fingers plucking the violin strings paused, his face still expressionless: "Sure enough, it's the style of a government official, always making things up after the fact."

"Sherlock!"

Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more sexual, Aisha coughed lightly and appeared with black tea: "The tea is ready." She brought out a plate of cookies on the tray. Everyone calm down.

"Aisha, for a person who has made an appointment at the dentist, any sweets will be worse." Sherlock smiled shamelessly: "Give me McCoff's cookie, even for someone like me who doesn't eat sweets , and have to admit that Mrs. Hudson's cookies are a masterpiece."

Aisha's eyes wandered between the two, and she was even more sure that the two brothers did not have any brotherhood. She smiled and took the cookie for Mycroft in front of Sherlock and took it to her place: "Why don't you give it to me?" Well, I just didn't have breakfast."

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