Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

Hearing what Dalyan said, Sherlock seemed to be really satisfied this time, and immediately looked away, closing his eyes again.

Although it seems to be true... But Darian has become more cautious after his sudden speech last time,? She doesn't want to be caught when she touches someone (?).

Still slightly,? A bit of a shame.

Darian's eyes fell on Sherlock's face again.Sherlock's mobility has always been strong, this time he really fell asleep.

Well……

This guy's unreasonable playing of cards is at best only when he is awake, and there is no such problem when he is asleep.

Going to the aquarium is nothing more than a few pastimes, and she is not very interested in it.

Soon it was noon.

Sherlock seemed to think of something he wanted to do more, soon like a child who found a more attractive toy, and left the aquarium behind.

"It's very sunny outside now." He said, "Why don't we stay here for a while?"

"……don't want."

It's no good for two people to be alone together.

"I'm going out," Darien said.

"Please, stay with me. I'm sick."

Darian felt that as long as she lived long enough, she would be able to hear Sherlock say honorifics a few more times.

Darian turned a deaf ear to his words, her gaze passed him to a point not far away.

The girl frowned slightly, the lid of the small medicine bottle placed on the table was open,? It was poured on the table at this moment, and it was a coincidence that the opening was facing the side where she was.

I really don't understand that someone as strict as Sherlock would put this small plastic medicine bottle aside casually, and let the white pills inside fall out.

Wait a minute--

Dalyan thought of something, and stared at the white pills more intently than before.

It seems...a bit familiar?

It seems to have seen it somewhere.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Sherlock approached again and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes.

This action is done by him who is tall,? It feels really special to people.

Darian still didn't look at him,? Instead, a brand new thought burst into her mind.

Without thinking too much, she said it directly, but the tone was a little subtle: "Sherlock, what is that?"

Sherlock heard the words and looked in the direction she pointed.

Dalyan's eyes pretended to pass over his face inadvertently, but the other party didn't show any superfluous expressions.His expression was still as flamboyant and relaxed as before, "Oh?" He said, "That one may have been left there by Mycroft."

Dalyan wanted to confirm her inner speculation, so she took a few steps closer, picked up the small medicine bottle and looked at it carefully for a while.But there is no font or logo on the bottle, and there is no trace to prove its purpose.

However, she obviously has a little impression of this, she should have seen it somewhere before...

Originally, she thought this was the so-called antidote for skin//hunger//thirst/disease.

If she finds out that Sherlock is lying to her, then her current mood is definitely not just so delicate.

She will—!

Even the 40-meter long knife could not be recovered.

Because she thought she had no choice back then, but it turned out that Sherlock had already paved the way!This bad guy should be rectified by justice from heaven.

Now... It seems that there is really no obvious evidence to prove that what she just thought is right.

Dalyan had no choice but to withdraw her little prejudice against Sherlock secretly just now, and reopened the conversation: "What were you talking about just now? Please say it again, I want to know."

She just watched Sherlock's slightly frowning brows relax again, and felt that her move was really right.

Even if it is placed on ordinary people, if the other party has not calmed down and listened carefully to what he is speaking, there will definitely be some unpleasant feelings in his heart, and Sherlock Holmes is no exception.

Although on the surface Sherlock is an extremely mature and withdrawn person, in fact, his heart still secretly longs for the love of others (even if he himself is [-]% unwilling to admit it), otherwise he would not suffer from skin cancer. //Hunger//Thirst//Sickness such a strange, mind-blowing illness.

Dalyan was very aware of this, so when she took the initiative to speak again, she also used honorifics, so that he could get a feeling that he was valued.

Facing Daryan's charming eyes, Sherlock suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and the script he had prepared could not be staged——

Normally, he was always in charge of everything, but Dalyan's accidental initiative would always catch him by surprise.

Sherlock didn't answer for a moment, he just took a step closer.Darian didn't retreat this time, she just stayed where she was and looked at each other quietly.Even though his face was quite calm, the light in his eyes couldn't lie, she really wanted to know what he would say next.

But no matter how you think about it, it shouldn’t be more shocking than the self-help semen extraction a few months ago, right?

He cleared his throat, "Since you have nothing else to do, how about staying here with me?"

"I would like to be your patient all my life."

Dalyan stared at him for a long while, she really wanted to know how the sentence similar to love words just now was organized and perfected in his incomparable brain.She couldn't help laughing, "Please, I'm not a doctor."

"Obviously, in this case, you can play a better role than any doctor." Sherlock seemed very patient this time, and his tone was surprisingly gentle.

Dalyan was a little uncomfortable being put on such a high hat all of a sudden.

In fact, she didn't do anything, did Sherlock?

"Don't talk nonsense..." Her voice was soft and soft, and people couldn't help but think about what kind of reaction would happen when she was ya under her body, and what kind of words would be revealed in her beautiful lips. /咱/叫.

Sherlock's eyes darkened.

He got a little closer, and the close distance and the height difference between the two forced Dalyan to raise her head, and her bright eyes met his.

The man pinched her chin, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her directly into his arms.Her body was /soft/, as if it was about to /melt in his hands immediately.

For a moment when Darian was still in a daze, he couldn't help but kiss//on her left eye.

Darian closed his eyes reflexively, and his kiss just happened to land on the girl's cold eyelids.

The girl's heart is in a mess now, but there is one point that is so strong that it cannot be ignored, nor can it be perfectly covered up by other complicated thoughts——

She does not reject this.

Even, in his heart, he was secretly looking forward to taking another step closer.

Sherlock gave a muffled laugh, seemingly pleased with her reaction.

This season's clothing is already thin, he just pulled it lightly, and one side of Dalyan's slender shoulders was exposed.

"Well……"

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the temperature was very low. The delicate skin met the warmth from Sherlock's fingertips, which made Daryan shiver.

"Do you want me to continue?" Sherlock didn't move anymore, but his eyes always stayed on the exposed part.

"I would like to know."

Dalyan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help reaching out and hitting Sherlock's chest.

Sherlock's mood became brighter, and the smile on his mouth deepened, "Okay, then—"

"I'll take it as your consent."

But what made him slightly distracted was that Dalyan offered Wen on his own initiative.

When the lips met, Dalyan's vision was all blue and green.It was a drop of water in the sea, gradually smudged and rich.There is no light in the room, and the senses are always particularly sharp in the dark.A cluster of slender flames//twist// engulfed the heart, and finally seemed to melt away the coldness brought about by the identity of a vampire.

Although Dalyan took the initiative abnormally this time, her technique is really not very good, and her lips/can only/squabble/grind/with the occasional tian kiss in a random way. / Sherlock obviously won't be satisfied with this, so he bullied// went up to him, without much effort, pushed the girl down on the original sofa again, and Wen back without hesitation.

At this time, Sherlock was more anxious than usual, and he unbuttoned it in two or three strokes.//Dalian's clothes, the slender waist was not separated by the clothes, and it felt softer-this is something that cannot be ignored between men and women Is it different?

Obviously he is not a small person, why is he so anxious when he is in front of Dalyan?

Darian is certainly not much better, although it is not the first time it has opened.But what about that?It's been so long, it's almost the same as the first time.

She was a little embarrassed, but Sherlock's eyes were looking down, and under such a deep gaze, Dalyan's face was stained with a slight blush.The long and hot wen just now made Dalyan's whole body /soft/numb.

The atmosphere was hot, but Dalyan suddenly said, "W-if this is done, will the symptoms of skin//hunger//thirst// symptoms be alleviated?"

The reason why Sherlock didn't speak was because he found a //case// from nowhere and was tearing open the package.Hearing Dalyan's words, he /holding/holding//somewhere suddenly stopped.

Fortunately, he is a master of expression management, otherwise he couldn't help it.

"Yes?" There was a mischievous smile on his face, "But you have to try it to know."

Darian didn't even have the strength to stare at him this time, but she still flinched because of the air conditioner.

Sherlock's eyes caught this, and he changed the topic logically: "Don't worry, it will heat up soon."

"Rubbing, rubbing, raw, fire."

The fact that the upper and lower windows are not the same applies to both genders.

Darian blushed completely, and she couldn't take Sherlock's words anymore.

"Tell me, which //position//position do you prefer?"

"Shut up, shut up."

The next second is Sherlock's intrusion.

Dalyan couldn't hold back, and let out a cry.

It was only at this time that she realized that the door of the room was not closed tightly!

But Sherlock would not allow Dalyan to be distracted. He whispered in her ear, "Keep your voice down, and no one will come."

! !

But his actions are not the same thing.Dalyan's breathing rhythm was out of order, and the strange feeling of being penetrated by a foreign body suddenly lingering in her body made her feel a little uncomfortable, but it was... very strange.

That is, I want to cater/cooperate.

……

"Want? Ah, say it again."

"Evaluate my service, huh? Can't tell...? Cool? I see."

"Baby, open your legs, do it again?"

(No more, if I write again, I will be arrested)

When Darian woke up, she felt her back was sore, as if she had been in a fight before.

Well, that's true, that's right, fighting on the bed is also fighting.

She just remembered a very important thing.

Vampires and humans are not going to end well together.The force majeure factor was like a mountain pressing on her body, leaving her no room to relax.

No matter what it is, she has to... to give it a try.

How should I put it...

I felt that if I said that thought now, I would have received a ruthless script.

Darian wants to go to Las Vegas.She knew Damon and Elena were there, and they... had been vampires.

Therefore, there may be unexpected gains when you go there.

After finishing, Sherlock carried her to the bathroom together. He wanted to clean it up, but couldn't resist doing it again.

At this moment, Sherlock still had his eyes closed, looking very peaceful.

...he doesn't//wear//clothes.

Dalyan thought of something, blushed and pulled the quilt up a bit for him.

She decided to wait patiently for a while, and she wanted to tell the whole story herself.

Sherlock, who had always been a light sleeper, opened his eyes, a little surprised that Darien would wake up early.However, that emotion soon disappeared.

He was a little thirsty, so he lifted the quilt and stood up, went to the table and poured a glass of water.

The fruit body of Xia and Sherlock? !

Darian quickly looked away.

"Do you want a drink?" His voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded differently sexy.

Darian shook her head like a rattle.

"I've seen it anyway. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Yes, it's nice, but now that's not the point!

Dalyan secretly stared at him to drink water, the transparent glass was held in his slender and beautiful knuckles, and how did those hands that were like works of art touched/touched him not long ago...

stop!what am i doing !

Dalyan felt as if she had been bewitched, and her eyes always followed him.

She cleared her throat.

"I have something to tell you. But don't be angry, Sherlock."

"what?"

"You just say you won't be angry."

"Are you three years old?" He laughed, "Tell me, I'll think about it."

The man lit a cigarette while talking, and the flame lit up a little.In fact, he didn't dare to smoke in front of his mother, but now...if he didn't get caught, he didn't do it.

After the event//after//a cigarette, happiness is like a fairy.

"I'm a vampire." Darien said, and at the same time she stared closely at the other's face, for fear that he might show any negative expression.

"I know."

"Vampires and humans cannot be together."

"Who said that?" Sherlock frowned, "Then you want to leave here?"

Sherlock put out the cigarette annoyedly, and approached Darien.

He pressed the girl's shoulders down and kissed her.The smell of smoke just now has not dissipated, and it is a bit strong.

This is a standard chuang//dong.

The gentle smile on Sherlock's face just now disappeared, and he looked at Darian calmly.

Dalyan sensed a crisis.

Isn't he angry?

He slowly touched Daryan's soft cheek, and the latter felt a kind of opposite tenderness.

He leaned over, and just when his lips were almost touching, he said, "Try to say what you just said again?"

Darian blinked, and the long eyelashes scratched Sherlock's skin, itching.

"You know that even if I could choose to leave, I would not leave." Dalyan said quickly, trying to make amends.

"Oh?"

Dalyan said everything, and now she can't care about any logical order, and stumbled out all her understanding of the so-called antidote that can turn back into a human being.

"……I'll go as well."

Dalyan refused without thinking, "Your illness is not cured, it would be too troublesome to go."

Sherlock:?

He just wanted to refute, but thought that this seemed to be what he said himself, so he had to give up.

"Then—" he slightly protracted his tone, and his tone was carelessly mixed with a feeling similar to that of a small pet//begging//joy, "next time we meet, reward me with 30 seconds//hot///kiss //Bar?"

Las Vegas.

When I saw Damon again, he said with great regret that he no longer had that kind of thing.

Dalyan didn't feel angry or sad in her heart. At worst, she would just be a lonely vampire forever. It's not like this kind of life has never happened before.

But... She didn't know that she could meet that person she couldn't be more familiar with here.

? ? ?Who else is that person who is doing well in the casino now but Sherlock?

Darian stood a little far away, so she couldn't see the specific situation very clearly.

However, judging from the most obvious expression on the other party's face, Sherlock should not be the one who was slaughtered.

In fact, Dalyan felt that he didn't need to solve the case at all, and just played cards.

Is this the persistence of a genius?

She didn't even know whether she should approach or not, she clearly told him not to come.

Fearing that the other party would see her as soon as he turned around, Daryan turned around quickly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the bustling crowd dispersed again, and she turned around to find to her surprise that Sherlock was over.And, walking towards her slowly.

everything is over.

Dalyan really didn't expect that she would get what she wanted in this way.

"By the way," he smiled, "I have something else to give you."

"It's a gift."

Dalyan froze for a moment, a gift?When did this guy start to understand style?

and many more.

It wouldn't be something weird, would it?For example, a tall white-legged spider or something...

Although she didn't have much hope for Sherlock's gift on the surface, the glimmer of expectation left in her heart would not lie.

She pursed her lips, "...what is it? Tell me."

Dalyan took this opportunity to pretend to glance at him casually, and found that he didn't seem to have any luggage when he came to Las Vegas, and naturally there was no place to hold the strange things she imagined. Pocket of strange creatures.

Secretly relieved.

After only seeing it for a few seconds, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

The piece of paper was spread out in front of Daryan.It's a sheet music.

"This is...?" Darian was a little puzzled, she couldn't figure it out.What is Sherlock trying to do?

This time, Sherlock didn't show any mocking expression, but explained very gently, "Don't you understand? I've written the wedding music. At best, only yours—ours can make me do this." Take care."

Darian knew that Sherlock, a genius, would compose his own music.But what does "our" mean?

The bewilderment on the girl's face became more obvious, she thought for a while before saying, "This should...not what I think it means?"

Sherlock pulled out a flamboyant smile, "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

Darian:?

"Huh? Huh—?!"

"Is there really no need to think about this kind of thing?!"

Dalyan felt like she was sitting on a rocket suddenly, this progress...

As expected of you, Sherlock.

Sherlock's expression was very subtle, as if he knew that the fool in front of him would definitely give such a completely ungenius reaction.

But he has already seriously considered it countless times.And every time it's the same answer.

Is there any reason to hesitate?Obviously not.

"Although you don't have the ability to deeply appreciate the music score, this is made for you." He didn't speak any more, and directly stuffed the music score into her arms.

It was only now that Darian discovered that the two of them were only a few steps away from the marriage bureau.

I don't know if Sherlock has inspected it in advance, but now there is no one in front of the reception window, and there is no need to queue up to submit a marriage application.

"Now I give you two options, one, go to the acceptance window; two, go to the acceptance window."

"Is there a third option for me?"

"Yes, go to the reception window."

"I'm yours."

"I love you."

END

The author has something to say: I had an operation some time ago, but luckily I finished writing.

My column cannot have pits.The new article is not a fan, so I will post it after a while.

Thank you for being here, sorry, thank you.

There are red envelopes for 2 points in this chapter.Scoring can be done... (But I don't think there are many people, funny JPG)

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Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Meow? 3 bottles; Jinmo? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!