Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

While Dalyan made this action, she clearly caught the other party's low chuckle.

Sherlock's smile was not very obvious, but it was subtly captured by Dalyan. The realization of "he has already discovered her peeking" made Dalyan feel ashamed,? At the same time, she belatedly realized that her reaction was indeed too big, so she put her hand down angrily.

...Fortunately, there was no real nosebleed,? Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

But in this way, she can't stay in this room any longer——

Just go.

Dalyan had already given up the option of staying here and sitting on pins and needles. Before Sherlock had time to speak, she quickly stood up, but the next second her thought of turning around was forcibly dispelled.

Sherlock has started to wear clothes, but even though he has been treated in a timely manner (including the metaphysical operation of being fed the blood of the vampire himself), human beings are human,? There are still some physical wounds that have not fully healed , at this time because of the magnitude of his movements, the tear/tear happened unfortunately.

Of course, she didn't hear any painful inhalation sound belonging to Sherlock,? After all, he is a very strong person-he barely showed his vulnerability in a small way at an accidental time, and it was he who was in the process of pursuing Darien Made some concessions.

She just caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye.

I’m actually very embarrassed,? The place where the gaze focused a moment ago was basically the front of his body? From the current angle, what you see is already his side,? Therefore, the butterfly that was not seen by Dalyan originally The wound on that part of the bone can be seen.

Well, Sherlock really wasn't lying.

That feeling of compassion reappeared, and Dalyan took a few steps forward, and moved closer to him.

"How about..." Dalyan's mouth seemed to react faster than his brain, "Why don't I help you, it seems that you are working hard."

After finishing this sentence, Dalyan quickly fell silent.Otherwise, with her personality, I really don't know what strange things she might say.

Hearing Daryan's words, Sherlock's movements froze for a while, his expression was very calm, as if he hadn't felt any pain from the open wound.Darlene knew that eyes were not deceiving, and of course she believed what she saw.

The man turned around, and a deep smile appeared on his originally indifferent face because of Dalyan's careless words. He felt that he was still very human today.

"Really? Then—"

"Thank you."

His tone is cynical, even the tone of the phrase "Thank? you" is light and ethereal, making it difficult to guess what is in his heart.

Sherlock's ability to accept is obviously much stronger than Darya's. After passively (?) accepting Dalyan's help, Sherlock simply broke the jar and completely gave up the ability of self-management at this moment.

Originally, he was very contemptuous, thinking that he had to do things by himself at all times, but, sometimes, this is a kind of taste, and he is very happy to fulfill this taste.

Although Dalyan rejected his request at first this time, he still made progress to some extent - in this matter, he allowed her to go back once.

All rules are not dead and can be changed.

Dalyan stared at Sherlock for a while before she really realized how much porcelain work she had taken on in a flash of her head.

Is this... is what she thought?

"What are you still doing? Come here."

Seeing that Dalyan hadn't moved, Sherlock urged her.

The girl pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and walked towards Sherlock's side without doing anything else.

However, even so, Sherlock could still see the stiff walking posture of the other party like a puppet that had not been wound up.

But...it's so cute.

In fact, this is not to blame for Dalyan, this operation is too super-classical for her, and it is also inexplicably a little pornographic.

Changing clothes for a bloody/qi/fang/gang male who is in his middle age, no matter how you look at it, it is the type that something will happen.

Darian's embarrassment was so obvious, but Sherlock pretended not to notice anything, and said without hesitation, "Darian, I thought you knew——If you delay any longer, it will be noon."

The girl seemed to be doing some self-psychological construction just now, but at this moment she suddenly raised her eyes, "Okay then..."

After all, it is the help that I personally proposed, so I have to work hard to complete it.

At worst, just ignore it, or treat him as a sculpture, an ordinary mannequin, right?

Dalyan felt that her thoughts of wanting nothing were more profound.

This time she finally caught up with Sherlock's wasted half-dressing action. Fortunately, Sherlock is going to wear a shirt today, not something more difficult to wear... Daryan pulled his brand new The clothes were put on, and his graceful and tight arms got into the sleeves too obediently.

The girl's eyes were focused, and she made up her mind not to talk to him at this time, so the work was done very quickly, and soon there was only buttoning left.

Everything was normal, except for... well, except for the /pubic/hair somewhere that she glimpsed when she looked down.

Dalyan didn't dare to look too much, knowing that the key parts were actually covered by the loose pajama pants, but she still felt a little uncomfortable and ashamed.

Today, fortunately, Sherlock is not a /exposure/exposure/maniac.

Sherlock stared at the pair of white and tender hands in front of him, and he really enjoyed it now - Dalyan was not particularly puzzled, but there were still some considerations in her heart that prevented her from going further.

He has absolute confidence that he can let Dalyan completely let go of his guard.

Isn't that what love is like?Whether it is spirit or body, physiology or psychology, there is a perfect fit.One side explores, the other side tolerates, you come and go, there are advances and retreats.Therefore, it is also essential to show vulnerability and talk to each other.

After a while, Darian finally buckled it.

She quickly took a step back and looked it over to make sure that she hadn't buckled it wrong.

"I've already fixed it, maybe we can—" Darian's tone was soft, but she didn't know why she didn't speak again.

Sherlock looked down at the buttons, and immediately a sense of supreme satisfaction settled in his heart.

This kind of thing, like wearing a tie, is something that wives only do after they get married.

But being satisfied, he still wanted to continue to tease Daryan. He suppressed his excitement and said rather puzzled, "My leg was hurt too."

Dalyan looked puzzled, and quickly understood Sherlock's words, completely in seconds.

It's about to start again, isn't it?

Dalyan's face turned dark, and suddenly Fuzhi said in his heart, "Leg? I think there is something wrong with your third leg."

Her tone was also well controlled, and she let the other party know that she was just joking while being slightly sullen.

This sentence is full of cunning.

But Sherlock wasn't angry either. After his intentions were exposed, he didn't even bother to pretend, he got out of bed and approached Darien step by step.

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.*" He paused, "You can try."

Without giving Dalyan any time to react, he made a gesture to take off his pants and put them on again.

Dalyan quickly closed her eyes, but what responded to her was Sherlock's even more insolent chuckle.

"I suggest that you agree to my pursuit as soon as possible." Before going downstairs, he approached her very naturally, and his posture was too/intimate/intimate, his thin/lips were attached to Darian's ear bones, as if they were far away.

There is a little bit of tobacco in the breath coming to the face, which is just right and does not make people feel any discomfort.

This guy must have secretly smoked again early in the morning!

That was all Daryan could think of, and she wasn't ready to answer, because certain things had no answers.She wanted to leave, but Sherlock's tall body shrouded her in front of her, and there was a wall behind Dalyan, there was no room for retreat at all, it was simply a natural cage.

Today's sunshine is very warm, and even the shadows of the two of them are very obvious when it is strong.Yes, just like their current posture, Sherlock's shadow also sealed hers tightly.

But this kind of drama is not unheard of before.When they were both teenagers, she was also wall-banged and asked to kiss/kiss/Sherlock three times before leaving.

Therefore, the expression on Darian's face turned calm after the initial dullness.She didn't believe that Sherlock could do anything more exciting than that.

It turns out... she was wrong.

Unexpectedly, Sherlock's breath came closer in a short moment, like light feathers burning and falling on her white earbones, a little hot and itchy.He seemed to see through what Daryan was thinking, and smiled flamboyantly, and then he //licked/ her ear bone.

"Otherwise, I can only pursue you persistently."

The author has something to say: The sentence with an asterisk (*) is taken from Baidu Encyclopedia.You know.

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