Molly, Molly!

Chapter 9 Awkward Dinner

Mrs. Hudson's authority was unshakable.Sitting on the chair, Molly looked towards the kitchen with bitterness. She had just been taught a lesson by Mrs. Hudson.It's not that she wants to get hurt. I just hope that my aunt doesn't call her parents, otherwise that's what happened to the tableware. She doesn't want to be packed and sent home after working for a long time. This is too exaggerated and not suitable She is such a low key person.

He turned his attention to Sherlock who was sitting there reading a book. He has not spoken since he entered this door.Even when Mrs. Hudson broke out, she gave her a positive look.Is this the guy who doesn't want to see her that much?Molly felt her resentment materialized.

The good foot rubbed against the leg of the table, and Molly thought it would be boring to sit here, but she had nothing else to do.Wanting her to talk to Sherlock was the scariest thing in the world.They have no common language at all, and sometimes when Molly sees Sherlock, she will feel that she is actually from an alien planet.

"Seafood pizza, I started preparing it this morning. I remember you have always liked it, Molly." Holding a large tray with sliced ​​pizza inside, Mrs. Hudson's face was full of excitement. Smiling, she doesn't look like the person who turned into a BOSS to teach Molly just now.

In fact, when the plate was brought out, Molly could already smell the pizza, and she didn't answer Mrs. Hudson's words. Her expectant expression could explain everything.

"I really don't know why there is someone in your family who likes seafood so much." Mrs. Hudson shook her head, with helplessness and elder kindness on her face.

"Hey, there must always be someone with a special hobby in the family, otherwise, it would be boring." Molly had already stuffed the pizza into her mouth, and Molly's words were a little vague. Sherlock was even weirder.

"Sherlock, why don't you come and have some?" Mrs. Hudson suddenly remembered that there was another person here, and the two got along very well, which made her feel very relieved. She is now friends, but if these two develop any relationship beyond the scope of friendship, she is also very happy.These two people are still very suitable. Thinking of this, Mrs. Hudson seems to have entered another world in Molly's eyes.

She lowered her head to cover up, Molly's eyes kept rolling, and she tried her best to stuff her mouth with pizza, Molly really didn't want to answer.She doesn't want her life to be associated with Sherlock Holmes no matter where she goes.

"I don't really like seafood." Sherlock calmly flipped through a page of the newspaper in his hand, still sitting there firmly.

Mrs. Hudson seemed to sigh with great regret, then glanced at Molly again, "What a pity."

Molly still sat there without expressing any opinions. To be honest, she really didn't find anything particularly regrettable or regrettable.

So, take everything as a gust of wind has blown away, she is already very calm.Squinting her eyes contentedly, Molly looked like a cat stealing fish.

Sherlock's eyes shifted slightly, he stood up suddenly, turned his head and said to Mrs. Hudson, "But I'm hungry." As if to confirm this sentence, Sherlock quickly did it in front of Molly. on the opposite side.Seeing that the other party skillfully removed a piece of pizza with a knife and fork, Molly, whose mouth was still full of food, immediately yelled, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"" food!

Hearing Molly whimper angrily, Sherlock just raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and showed his signature expression again, "Sorry, I can't understand cat language." After finishing speaking, he gracefully Carelessly, he sliced ​​a slice of pizza, ignoring Molly's angry eyes.

Mrs. Hudson on the side immediately laughed, but soon saw Molly turning her face pitifully, "I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in the kitchen that have not been taken out, you should eat first." After finishing, Mrs. Hudson walked decisively towards the kitchen.

Molly, who didn't have any off-site assistance, quickly tried the bitter fruit. Trying to talk while eating only caused her to get stuck again. Tears soon overflowed.She is really dying.so sad.All bloody Sherlock.

Suddenly, a glass of water was placed in front of Molly again, and when she looked up, Sherlock was still looking at the pizza piercingly.

Just when Molly was about to wonder if Sherlock brought the glass of water, the other party suddenly said again, "Drinking water and eating seafood can cause diarrhea." Although the tone was still plain, for some reason, Molly suddenly There was a little schadenfreude in the other party's tone.

Even after struggling for a second, Molly couldn't help but chose to drink water.For her, the pain right now is the most important thing.Otherwise, she could still spit out the unknown object in her mouth in public?She'd rather have diarrhea then.

"Molly, what's the matter with you?" Mrs. Hudson came out of the kitchen in time. In fact, she had been curious about the progress of the two people in the living room, but she didn't show up for a while, how could this happen again? What's the matter? "Molly, you're so careless." Although there was a little bit of reproach in her tone, it was more of concern. She couldn't help with this kind of thing, she could only watch Molly's continuous bleeding. Tears pour water.

"Are you feeling better?" After a while, Mrs. Hudson finally saw that Molly had returned to normal state, her expression was a little better, but she heard Molly's next words.

"My stomach hurts, what should I do? Is there any medicine left from last time?" After saying this, Molly held her stomach and gave Sherlock a vicious look, but quickly bit him painfully. She licked her lower lip, "I can't help it, I'm going to the toilet first." After speaking, he rushed to the toilet regardless of his injured leg.Molly suddenly discovered that the toilet was the place she was most familiar with in Mrs. Hudson's house.It's just that Molly doesn't know that 221B is actually where Sherlock lives.

"This child." Before she finished speaking, Molly disappeared from Mrs. Hudson's eyes, followed by the loud closing sound of the door. Mrs. Hudson, who was standing there, quickly realized that she He could only turn his attention to Sherlock.

"What's the matter with Molly? I heard from her parents that she has had bad luck since she was a child." Mrs. Hudson shook her head and just sighed.It was the first time she believed that there was really such a thing as luck in the world.

Sherlock, who was not very interested in Mrs. Hudson's words, suddenly turned his head, "What did her parents say?" His tone rose slightly, showing that he was still quite interested in this topic.

"Yes, of course it is true, how could I lie?" Mrs. Hudson obviously found something more interesting, and she talked to Sherlock about Molly's childhood. She obviously had a fight with Molly's mother during this time. After talking on the phone a lot, although I don't have a deep impression of Molly when she was a child, after getting to know her for a period of time, she can be regarded as half of Molly.Not something to be proud of, but at least you can show off in front of Sherlock.

There was a sly gleam in Mrs. Hudson's eyes, but Sherlock, who was always observant, didn't see it.

However, half an hour later, Molly, who was finally moved out of the toilet, was almost dehydrated again.And her feet began to feel painful pain, "I think I need to go home and rest, auntie, can you lend me the money to take a taxi home?" To get rid of it as soon as possible, for example, to sleep tightly.

"Poor Molly, don't you need to eat some more?" Mrs. Hudson walked up to Molly.

"I don't think it's necessary." The corner of her mouth twitched reluctantly, "I'd better go back first." Molly felt that wherever Sherlock was, she would definitely be unlucky all the time, and it would be even worse.

"Honey, if you just go home like this, how can I rest assured?" Mrs. Hudson's face was full of disapproval, "There is still a room vacant here, I just packed it up, and Sherlock will leave tomorrow Find a co-tenant, I think that gentleman will not mind you staying here for one night, not to mention, he won't know, will he?" His eyes were full of smiles, as if to increase the reliability of his language , Mrs. Hudson took a special look at Sherlock.

He just glanced at Molly lightly, the contempt and suspicion in Sherlock's eyes had already told Molly his answer, he thought he wouldn't mind taking in a poor dying cat.

"But..." Molly found that she couldn't find the words, "I don't want to disturb Mr. Holmes, besides, I can't sleep at night if I don't update my blog." Not knowing what strange reason she came up with, Molly just Able to bite the bullet and tear it off.

"I don't think Sherlock would mind letting you use the computer." Mrs. Hudson didn't intend to give Molly any excuse to refuse, just one more sentence, and Mrs. Hudson would be able to defeat Molly, who had no spirit at all. The defensive guy said, "I think dear, you don't want your mother to worry about you, do you?" The bright smile suddenly made Molly feel a chill.After Mrs. Hudson said her proposal, she glanced at Sherlock. Although the other party frowned, he did not deny it.

"You see, Sherlock agreed, so let's live here, Molly."

The author has something to say: Guess what is the real reason for Sherlock's frown?The author is very pleased to be on the board. If you see that the author is inexplicably not updated without notification, then it must be JJ who smoked me before I boarded QAQ