[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

Jet lag is a painful thing, not to mention that she was frightened by the big detective last night, and her dreams all night were all grotesque, and suddenly she and the big detective were investigating a case, and then she became a murderer and was locked up The worst thing about Scotland Yard is that the big detective is still standing outside the prison and laughing at the poor girl.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and went to the bathroom to wash up. Looking at her listless self in the mirror, she poured cold water on her face, and suddenly remembered one thing—her work started today, and she missed it because of sleeping late. When it was time to prepare breakfast, she looked at the "11:00" displayed on her phone and knocked on her head in frustration.

Rosa stood in front of Sherlock like a little daughter-in-law, and almost lowered her head to the floor in shame: "Sir, I'm sorry."

Without raising his head, Sherlock flipped through the newspapers in his hand: "Sherlock." One after another, the speed was so fast that people thought he was just flipping through them casually.

"Ah?" Rosa reacted, her big watery eyes opened, "Sherlock, I'm sorry."

"It's not an example." Sherlock said that he wasn't the one who paid the money anyway, and she actually showed emotion on her face. It really was a stupid goldfish. Sherlock was a little interested and bored.

"A cup of black coffee and two sugars."

Rosa has always been a very responsible person, she was very guilty for not completing her work, and Sherlock didn't say any words of blame, which made her feel even more guilty because she was obviously ready to be punished. Poison tongue is ready.

She walked into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, took out coffee beans and put them into the coffee machine. Soon the aroma of coffee permeated the whole space. She added two cubes of sugar, put the coffee on the tray and brought it to Sherlock, making up for her lack of energy in the morning. Fault: "Sherlock, do you have any food you want to eat?"

Sherlock raised his eyelids and didn't speak, but she clearly saw "you still have to ask me about this little thing" from his eyes.Rosa left silently, came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, seeing the refrigerator full of food, she had a wonderful sense of satisfaction and happiness.As a foodie in a big foodie country, she is very confident that no one will refuse Chinese food, and Sherlock is not like a person who has requirements for food. She feels that if one day she does not have to chew food to satisfy her body, the detective will definitely refuse food. So Rosa took out the ribs and some vegetables from the refrigerator with confidence, and she was going to make sweet and sour pork ribs, vinegar potato shreds and noodles.

Rosa's actions were quick, and she prepared two dishes and one staple food within an hour.When Sherlock sat at the dining table, he couldn't restrain the secretion of gastric juice. The food was delicious, delicious, and although he had no requirements for the food, he obviously would not refuse the food.

Rosa can't have Sherlock's ability to "see through everything at a glance", but Mr. Sherlock's satisfaction with the food can still be seen from the clean plates. She grinned and cleaned the dishes.

After living with Sherlock for a period of time, you will find that he is a hopeless otaku, and he will not step out of the house unless necessary. The clean and tidy dining table is already full of his experimental equipment, and the space for them to eat Being infinitely reduced and researched on 243 kinds of soot, she read this paper out of curiosity, is she really worthy of being a great detective?So boring and so brilliant.

Compared with Rosa's weak wind and drizzle, Sherlock branded the house with a violent storm.His books are piled up in the living room, and he likes to use a letter opener to insert letters on the floor cabinet. When he is bored, he will paint a smiley face on the wall with a gun. The first time she encountered this situation, she was almost scared to death. Complain to them?Will the police be called?After she was frightened for a day, no one showed up, she had deep doubts, hehe, she was a good neighbor in England.

This modern version of Sherlock overturned all her inherent imagination of Mr. Holmes in just three days. She is not only a high-functioning anti-social, but also a big black cat who needs to be coaxed. Her flattering function has risen sharply, although Sherlock's ability is indeed worth it, but she has worked so hard as a shit shovel officer!

Trinity College is a traditional science and engineering college. In this college, there are very few liberal arts students. As the most beautiful freshman in this year's Trinity College, she has received great attention.Rosa finally breathed a sigh of relief after dealing with batch after batch of seniors with ulterior motives. Her phone contacts already had a bunch of numbers of enthusiastic seniors. Eyes smiled: "Hello."

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the delicate girl dressed as a nerd: "Hello, I'm Catherine Dawes."

Before Luo Sha introduced herself, she cut off the conversation and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose: "I know you, Rosamond, there are only a handful of Chinese students at Trinity College, and generally speaking, Chinese students at Queen's College There are more international students."

Rosa was also shocked that she was able to enter Trinity College. She did not expect Mr. M's recommendation letter to be so useful, and she had a new understanding of his status and power.

Rosa wanted to say something, but the head dean had already knocked on the goblet with a silver spoon, and the two fell silent in time.The freshman meeting is arranged in the college's cafeteria, which is in a standard Baroque style. The huge dome shows Trinity College's long history and strong funds, a bit like the cafeteria in the Harry Potter movie.The speeches of the deans all over the world in the new semester are in the same style. They are nothing more than the glorious history of the college and the future expectations for the students. When the dean finished his speech, Rosa applauded along with everyone.

Seat order and food quality are divided according to status. The professors are naturally the best. Rosa is not interested in cutting the broccoli on the plate. Britain, as a dark food country, really cannot make people expect food. She ate absent-mindedly. After dinner, Shensi ran to Sherlock without hesitation. Today he went out early in the morning, still in his usual suit and shirt, full of frigidity, but perhaps no one told him that it was easier for him to look like this. It caused women to jump on him, but Mr. Holmes seemed to be an asexual.She prepared food and put it in the refrigerator, and she also posted sticky notes on the refrigerator, but Mr. Holmes should be able to observe it himself, and she let her thoughts wander.

When Rosa got home, the champagne that had been poured down had already begun to take effect. She blushed as if a blush was imprinted on her face. Looking at Sherlock, who had his feet up on the tea table and played with his mobile phone, Asked as a life assistant: "Sherlock, did you eat on time?"

He glanced at it, and a cold voice came over: "You obviously misjudged your drinking capacity." Human boredom hormones were acting, and he could tell at a glance that Rosa was accosted by a lot of boys tonight.

Rosa ignored him and walked around to the kitchen to get a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. She was a little thirsty.At this moment, Sherlock looked away from his BlackBerry and stared at Rosa expectantly.

Rosa opened the refrigerator, blinked her eyes, and when she finally saw the human head in the refrigerator, her heartbeat stopped, and she screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh——" and slammed the refrigerator door shut.

She wanted to expel the picture in her mind, but the visual effect of pale skin, bursting eyes and coagulated blood was too strong, she squatted down with weak legs, and buried her head in her arms.

Sherlock, who watched the whole process, looked disappointed, but there was nothing terrible about human specimens. He walked up to Rosa and picked her up by the waist and put her on the sofa.

As expected, she was thin and weak, and he hugged her almost without any effort. The touch was soft and soft, and it looked like a body that hadn't been exercised.

"This is Ivan, I brought it back from the laboratory to study the time of saliva coagulation after death."

Rosa sat on the sofa twitching, raised a little face with red eyes from crying, and glared at Sherlock angrily: "You could have reminded me."

Sherlock can, of course, but this is his plan. He said indifferently: "It's just a human head specimen. It can't hurt you at all. You don't need to be afraid at all."

Sherlock's deep and magnetic voice was still so nice that it made one's legs go limp, but his natural tone seemed like her fear and fear were nothing worth mentioning. At this moment, Rosa deeply realized that it was completely useless to be angry with the big detective. Necessary things, his genius brain can't recognize human emotions, of course he doesn't understand but doesn't recognize them, emotions are just useless work and a waste of time.

Geniuses really follow the rhythm of orphans, you should wait for Dr. Watson to save you, she is such a beautiful little girl, only Sherlock is so frigid and capable of doing such vile things.

Rosa wiped away her tears and said blankly: "I think we need a new refrigerator, and you don't want to eat food that smells like a dead person." She glanced at the metal silver refrigerator with the human head in it: " I don't think I can stop you from continuing to bring these human...organs home, this is left to you." She deliberately emphasized the three words "left to you", anyway, she is Will never open this fridge again.

Without comment, Sherlock took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to Rosa: "There is no password, I leave it to you."

Rosa, who was familiar with Sherlock's nature, would not think of the domineering president's drama, let alone feel that this was his compensation for guilt. This card should be used to pay for daily necessities and the refrigerator.

Rosa took the card: "I will keep the accounts."

What happened tonight was just the beginning. In the following days, Rosa also saw eyeballs soaked in coffee cups and severed fingers in ice packs. Rosa endured them unconditionally. After all, this is Sherlock's home. The most important thing is that he is the one who pays the salary. All she can do is ignore it again and again, and secretly swear in her heart that she will resign immediately when she finds a new income channel. creature.

The Sherlock Holmes family loves puzzles, and Sherlock finally changed his hostile attitude after discovering that Rosa was hiding another face behind her gentle self-portrait. What is more Christmas than having a big puzzle hidden around you? festival thing?His enthusiasm has been completely ignited.