[Zhongyingmei] Say you lack treatment
Chapter 126 This Is Your Niece
Before meeting Mycroft, 21 temporarily lived in the Baker Street apartment shared by Sherlock and Watson.
In view of Sherlock's poor stroking skills, 21 had no hope for his life skills. The little girl stepped on the high stool firmly, wobbled on the side of the sink, insisted on completing the washing task by herself, and was then The terrified Watson hugged him down.
The limp and chubby little girl, even without the three big tails, shouldn't be this heavy.
The gentle doctor weighed the fluttering little fox in his hand, frowned a little seriously, and stuffed the little guy into Sherlock's arms. Then he took the toothbrush that the little guy was holding in his hand, squeezed the toothpaste, and gestured: "Open your mouth."
The little chubby fox nestled on the thin big detective's chest, smiled at him obediently, and then opened his mouth skillfully: "Ah——"
Sherlock patiently hugged the fox and stood beside the sink, and even moved two steps cooperatively so that the little guy could spit out his mouthwash. After Watson carefully wiped the little girl's soft face with a wet towel, the washing of the fox was over. With difficult steps, he looked at 21's white and tender chubby arms and short legs, showing a clear expression.
While stroking the fox, Sherlock said confidently, "My hands are inconvenient."
Watson: "?"
Sherlock: "Ah."
Watson: "?????"
Sherlock: "Ah—"
Watson: "..."
Not to mention Watson, the system was stunned. Until Watson stuffed the toothbrush into Sherlock's mouth expressionlessly, it maintained a similar "stunned" and "this kind of operation" and "I He/Mom is in a crazy state, unable to react to anything.
This ignorant mood was maintained until Watson put him on Sherlock's frigid bed at the age of 21, and then he stuffed a soft plush toy in his arms, and Sherlock turned off the light and prepared to go to Watson Squeeze for a while.
The system crazily called: "What the hell is this CP! The mosquito coils in the supermarket are straighter than yours! What kind of blessings did I accumulate in the previous world! I just came here for a day and met the real master who made candy! Ah, ah, ah, eat my Amway! Fuhua Dafa is good! I've been smashed all my life!"
twenty one:"…………"
The little girl covered the fox's ears and shook her head, struggling to delete the CP filter brought out by the system in her mind, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Sherlock asked sharply, "What's wrong?"
The little girl shook her head obediently, she was really embarrassed to occupy the magpie's nest, so she tilted her head and thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
In Sherlock's suddenly enthusiastic expression, the little guy shook his pointed tail, swished into a fiery little fox, then rolled himself into a fluffy ball, nestled on the side of the pillow quite obediently, He whispered twice to indicate that he didn't need a separate space at all.
Sherlock gave up struggling completely: "Watson, turn off the light, thank you."
Watson supported his forehead, and said helplessly: "Remember to pay attention to your sleeping position, Sherlock, and...don't treat Ella like a plush toy, I'm sure, she doesn't need your arms to fall asleep at all."
Sherlock stroked the fox, and said as a matter of course: "But I need it."
21 raised two white fluffy fox paws and pressed them to her ears, refusing to hear the new name Aila, which meant that she was about to face a wider Shura field after the world fusion ended.
The system looked at her with loving eyes similar to "Oh, my mentally retarded baby, what should I do with you", and said gloatingly: "Comrade 21, don't be cowardly, it's a done deal, isn't it just a war of words? Think about Juanfu I'm not afraid of her poisonous tongue skills!"
21 let out a desperate groan.
Because the little girl has too many names, Sherlock refused to accept that his fluffy bears the names of other old fathers, so he discussed with Watson and decided to name the little fox Ira, because Sherlock Watson and the little fox are raised by Watson. For the sake of fairness, the name was decided to be Ella Holmes Watson.
21: "..." Look, new dad.
The little girl pulled herself together, and before Sherlock turned off the bedside lamp, she hurried over and touched his chin with the tip of her wet nose, and kissed him good night, then buried herself in the big tail limply, He yawned a little tiredly.
21. I didn’t quite understand why Xiao Krypton and Titus like to curl up into a fluffy ball when they sleep. It wasn’t until she became a three-tailed fox that she realized that when the canines were completely rolled up into a fox ball, they put their chins on their tails How comfortable it is to sleep on the bed!In particular, she has three big soft and fluffy tails. When sleeping, she can use one as a pillow and the other as a quilt!Happy!
Then the fox dumpling was dug up by Sherlock.
The handsome detective struggled with his obsession with cleanliness for a while. Thinking of the furry touch of the fox and the cold tip of his nose, he frowned, and put a light smile on the little guy's round and watery fox eyes as if he were dead. Goodnight kiss.
His lips were soft but cold, a goodnight kiss no harder than the fluttering of a butterfly's wings.
After completing this constructive task, a satisfied smile appeared on Mr. Detective's handsome long face, and then he quietly turned off the screen of the phone, and snapped off the night light.
twenty one:"?????"
The system brought up the search records of his mobile phone, projected it directly in front of 21, and read it word by word: "Teach you to be a father, a guide to being a good father, a hundred tips for getting along with your daughter, ghost/father: teach you How to raise a little girl... one hundred recipes for dog rice?!"
21 said with difficulty: "It's the one I thought..."
The system said quietly: "That's what you think... I guess he doesn't know what ghost/father really means. I just checked and the latest search page on Sherlock's phone is called Father and Daughter Raiders. He only clicked on Chapter 1. The content is a goodnight kiss, and Chapter 2 is about brushing my daughter’s hair. Think about Xia’s three-year-old hair-plucking skills, especially since he doesn’t have any x numbers in his heart... Anyway, take care, Comrade 21.”
21 Thinking of Sherlock's great achievement of messing with her three tails in three seconds, he looked up at him with a look of horror, and was immediately frightened, and it took a long time before he fell asleep tremblingly again.
Sure enough, the next morning, after washing, Sherlock picked up the drowsy little fox, and eagerly took out a comb for pets from his pocket. Looking at the brand new trademark, it should be early in the morning. Just bought it from the store.
21 Life goes on and on, spread out directly on Sherlock's lap into a fluffy fox cake, not even bothering to refuse Sherlock's jerky fox-rolling skills, it hooks the paw pads, from the big red tail to the white fluffy His belly was combed all over, and finally he humiliatedly surrendered to his beautiful fingers scratching his chin, squinting his eyes and snoring comfortably.
In the end, Watson couldn't stand the little fox's messy red hair, and took the initiative to take over Sherlock's job, cleaning up the grooming belt in one go, and even changed the little girl into a fluffy one-piece animal costume. By the way, I tied two cute little braids.
I have to say, it's also the mission goal, why is your hair-plucking technique so many levels behind Sherlock's compared to Watson's!Bad review!
The little fox was taken care of by Watson, and his cuteness was beyond the limit, and he was finally able to pull it out to meet people. At this time, McCoff's text message was sent to Sherlock's mobile phone, asking him to spend time with Watson. Meet in a separate room of a certain restaurant, ps: bring that fox.
Sherlock put away his mobile phone, stared at 21 intently with his examining eyes, staring at the little girl in shock.
The system trembled for some reason.
Then the system discovered that Sherlock found a cute little white bow tie from Watson's room, and put it on the little fox's neckline.
The system was shocked and said: "...This, this level of importance, I'm afraid I'm not going to take you to meet your parents. Comrade 21, you are asking for blessings. Juanfu's family's IQ may be passed down in the same line! His brother Mycroft is also super scary, You mustn't talk too much, in case you pass through the management bureau, it will be cool..."
Not to mention Mycroft, 21 now maintains a shivering and obedient state of not daring to speak to Sherlock, for fear of falling off the horse again, and dare not even say a few words when communicating with the system, for fear that he will continue to reason Get the system out.
The little girl had a serious face and was ready to fight. She was tidied up by Watson, and then she was wrapped in Sherlock's coat and carried into the restaurant where she had an appointment with McCaughey.
At first sight of Mycroft, 21 fully confirmed their brotherhood.
Although Mycroft is not as handsome as Sherlock, their hairlines are almost the same!Not only IQ, but their hairline is also an ancestral British characteristic!And the familiar eyes of this British politician when he saw the three big tails of the fat fox...
The system said leisurely: "I have confirmed the eyes, it is a plush control person."
Mycroft looked at the fluffy ball in his younger brother's arms with regret, and put down the teacup at hand with a calm expression: "This is the mutant you mentioned on the phone?"
The system frantically hinted: "Don't reason with people with high IQs, you win if you are cute!"
The little girl was so worried about gaining favorability, she put her arms around Sherlock's neck, stuffed the big detective's arms with her three soft and fluffy tails, and tried to open the watery fox eyes in a cute manner, with a milky voice He said: "Hello, Uncle McCoff."
Fluffy, loli, small milk voice, a straight ball.
Mycroft's expression suddenly became subtle.
Sherlock and Watson sat down respectively. He looked at his elder brother who accepted his plush control setting quite calmly, and said directly: "This is my daughter Ella, when will the adoption procedures be completed?"
Mycroft said calmly, "It's my niece, Sherlock."
Sherlock: "?"
In view of Sherlock's poor stroking skills, 21 had no hope for his life skills. The little girl stepped on the high stool firmly, wobbled on the side of the sink, insisted on completing the washing task by herself, and was then The terrified Watson hugged him down.
The limp and chubby little girl, even without the three big tails, shouldn't be this heavy.
The gentle doctor weighed the fluttering little fox in his hand, frowned a little seriously, and stuffed the little guy into Sherlock's arms. Then he took the toothbrush that the little guy was holding in his hand, squeezed the toothpaste, and gestured: "Open your mouth."
The little chubby fox nestled on the thin big detective's chest, smiled at him obediently, and then opened his mouth skillfully: "Ah——"
Sherlock patiently hugged the fox and stood beside the sink, and even moved two steps cooperatively so that the little guy could spit out his mouthwash. After Watson carefully wiped the little girl's soft face with a wet towel, the washing of the fox was over. With difficult steps, he looked at 21's white and tender chubby arms and short legs, showing a clear expression.
While stroking the fox, Sherlock said confidently, "My hands are inconvenient."
Watson: "?"
Sherlock: "Ah."
Watson: "?????"
Sherlock: "Ah—"
Watson: "..."
Not to mention Watson, the system was stunned. Until Watson stuffed the toothbrush into Sherlock's mouth expressionlessly, it maintained a similar "stunned" and "this kind of operation" and "I He/Mom is in a crazy state, unable to react to anything.
This ignorant mood was maintained until Watson put him on Sherlock's frigid bed at the age of 21, and then he stuffed a soft plush toy in his arms, and Sherlock turned off the light and prepared to go to Watson Squeeze for a while.
The system crazily called: "What the hell is this CP! The mosquito coils in the supermarket are straighter than yours! What kind of blessings did I accumulate in the previous world! I just came here for a day and met the real master who made candy! Ah, ah, ah, eat my Amway! Fuhua Dafa is good! I've been smashed all my life!"
twenty one:"…………"
The little girl covered the fox's ears and shook her head, struggling to delete the CP filter brought out by the system in her mind, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Sherlock asked sharply, "What's wrong?"
The little girl shook her head obediently, she was really embarrassed to occupy the magpie's nest, so she tilted her head and thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
In Sherlock's suddenly enthusiastic expression, the little guy shook his pointed tail, swished into a fiery little fox, then rolled himself into a fluffy ball, nestled on the side of the pillow quite obediently, He whispered twice to indicate that he didn't need a separate space at all.
Sherlock gave up struggling completely: "Watson, turn off the light, thank you."
Watson supported his forehead, and said helplessly: "Remember to pay attention to your sleeping position, Sherlock, and...don't treat Ella like a plush toy, I'm sure, she doesn't need your arms to fall asleep at all."
Sherlock stroked the fox, and said as a matter of course: "But I need it."
21 raised two white fluffy fox paws and pressed them to her ears, refusing to hear the new name Aila, which meant that she was about to face a wider Shura field after the world fusion ended.
The system looked at her with loving eyes similar to "Oh, my mentally retarded baby, what should I do with you", and said gloatingly: "Comrade 21, don't be cowardly, it's a done deal, isn't it just a war of words? Think about Juanfu I'm not afraid of her poisonous tongue skills!"
21 let out a desperate groan.
Because the little girl has too many names, Sherlock refused to accept that his fluffy bears the names of other old fathers, so he discussed with Watson and decided to name the little fox Ira, because Sherlock Watson and the little fox are raised by Watson. For the sake of fairness, the name was decided to be Ella Holmes Watson.
21: "..." Look, new dad.
The little girl pulled herself together, and before Sherlock turned off the bedside lamp, she hurried over and touched his chin with the tip of her wet nose, and kissed him good night, then buried herself in the big tail limply, He yawned a little tiredly.
21. I didn’t quite understand why Xiao Krypton and Titus like to curl up into a fluffy ball when they sleep. It wasn’t until she became a three-tailed fox that she realized that when the canines were completely rolled up into a fox ball, they put their chins on their tails How comfortable it is to sleep on the bed!In particular, she has three big soft and fluffy tails. When sleeping, she can use one as a pillow and the other as a quilt!Happy!
Then the fox dumpling was dug up by Sherlock.
The handsome detective struggled with his obsession with cleanliness for a while. Thinking of the furry touch of the fox and the cold tip of his nose, he frowned, and put a light smile on the little guy's round and watery fox eyes as if he were dead. Goodnight kiss.
His lips were soft but cold, a goodnight kiss no harder than the fluttering of a butterfly's wings.
After completing this constructive task, a satisfied smile appeared on Mr. Detective's handsome long face, and then he quietly turned off the screen of the phone, and snapped off the night light.
twenty one:"?????"
The system brought up the search records of his mobile phone, projected it directly in front of 21, and read it word by word: "Teach you to be a father, a guide to being a good father, a hundred tips for getting along with your daughter, ghost/father: teach you How to raise a little girl... one hundred recipes for dog rice?!"
21 said with difficulty: "It's the one I thought..."
The system said quietly: "That's what you think... I guess he doesn't know what ghost/father really means. I just checked and the latest search page on Sherlock's phone is called Father and Daughter Raiders. He only clicked on Chapter 1. The content is a goodnight kiss, and Chapter 2 is about brushing my daughter’s hair. Think about Xia’s three-year-old hair-plucking skills, especially since he doesn’t have any x numbers in his heart... Anyway, take care, Comrade 21.”
21 Thinking of Sherlock's great achievement of messing with her three tails in three seconds, he looked up at him with a look of horror, and was immediately frightened, and it took a long time before he fell asleep tremblingly again.
Sure enough, the next morning, after washing, Sherlock picked up the drowsy little fox, and eagerly took out a comb for pets from his pocket. Looking at the brand new trademark, it should be early in the morning. Just bought it from the store.
21 Life goes on and on, spread out directly on Sherlock's lap into a fluffy fox cake, not even bothering to refuse Sherlock's jerky fox-rolling skills, it hooks the paw pads, from the big red tail to the white fluffy His belly was combed all over, and finally he humiliatedly surrendered to his beautiful fingers scratching his chin, squinting his eyes and snoring comfortably.
In the end, Watson couldn't stand the little fox's messy red hair, and took the initiative to take over Sherlock's job, cleaning up the grooming belt in one go, and even changed the little girl into a fluffy one-piece animal costume. By the way, I tied two cute little braids.
I have to say, it's also the mission goal, why is your hair-plucking technique so many levels behind Sherlock's compared to Watson's!Bad review!
The little fox was taken care of by Watson, and his cuteness was beyond the limit, and he was finally able to pull it out to meet people. At this time, McCoff's text message was sent to Sherlock's mobile phone, asking him to spend time with Watson. Meet in a separate room of a certain restaurant, ps: bring that fox.
Sherlock put away his mobile phone, stared at 21 intently with his examining eyes, staring at the little girl in shock.
The system trembled for some reason.
Then the system discovered that Sherlock found a cute little white bow tie from Watson's room, and put it on the little fox's neckline.
The system was shocked and said: "...This, this level of importance, I'm afraid I'm not going to take you to meet your parents. Comrade 21, you are asking for blessings. Juanfu's family's IQ may be passed down in the same line! His brother Mycroft is also super scary, You mustn't talk too much, in case you pass through the management bureau, it will be cool..."
Not to mention Mycroft, 21 now maintains a shivering and obedient state of not daring to speak to Sherlock, for fear of falling off the horse again, and dare not even say a few words when communicating with the system, for fear that he will continue to reason Get the system out.
The little girl had a serious face and was ready to fight. She was tidied up by Watson, and then she was wrapped in Sherlock's coat and carried into the restaurant where she had an appointment with McCaughey.
At first sight of Mycroft, 21 fully confirmed their brotherhood.
Although Mycroft is not as handsome as Sherlock, their hairlines are almost the same!Not only IQ, but their hairline is also an ancestral British characteristic!And the familiar eyes of this British politician when he saw the three big tails of the fat fox...
The system said leisurely: "I have confirmed the eyes, it is a plush control person."
Mycroft looked at the fluffy ball in his younger brother's arms with regret, and put down the teacup at hand with a calm expression: "This is the mutant you mentioned on the phone?"
The system frantically hinted: "Don't reason with people with high IQs, you win if you are cute!"
The little girl was so worried about gaining favorability, she put her arms around Sherlock's neck, stuffed the big detective's arms with her three soft and fluffy tails, and tried to open the watery fox eyes in a cute manner, with a milky voice He said: "Hello, Uncle McCoff."
Fluffy, loli, small milk voice, a straight ball.
Mycroft's expression suddenly became subtle.
Sherlock and Watson sat down respectively. He looked at his elder brother who accepted his plush control setting quite calmly, and said directly: "This is my daughter Ella, when will the adoption procedures be completed?"
Mycroft said calmly, "It's my niece, Sherlock."
Sherlock: "?"
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