[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

Rosa came out from the school gate, and when she saw Sherlock with his hands in his pockets and a neat suit, he squinted his eyes: "You finally remembered that you are still chasing me?"

Rosa's expression couldn't be called happy, Sherlock looked at her suspiciously: "Are you angry? Why?"

Rosa took a careful look at him, made sure that the doubt in his eyes was true, and took a deep breath—so Sherlock also had "genius disease".

For this kind of genius whose logical thinking is different from ordinary people, Rosa knew that getting angry was completely unnecessary. She was about to explain the reason when she was interrupted by a cry from behind.

"Rosa—" The handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes waved and ran over.

Rosa was about to turn around, but Sherlock grabbed her. He held her face and pressed a loud kiss on his lips.From the corner of her eye, Sherlock saw the obvious embarrassment and loss on the boy's face, so he moved his lips away.

The two looked at each other, and Rosa suddenly understood Sherlock's purpose of appearing at her school gate—to be jealous but to be diligent.

Rosa ignored the possessive arms on her waist, turned around, and raised a smiling face: "Hi, Richard, what's the matter?"

"Didn't our group get an A for their homework? They were saying they were going to celebrate, do you want to come?" Richard looked at the big hands on Rosa's waist and found a reason at random.

"Go and play, I..."

Sherlock said suddenly, "We have a date."

"Oh... is this your boyfriend?" He asked unwillingly, he would not give up until he got a result.

Rosa really wanted to answer "no", but in order to let Richard stop pestering her, Rosa could only nod her head.

"Okay..." Richard couldn't hold back the smile on his face, waved his hand stiffly at them, and left.

"You just wanted to answer 'no'." Sherlock looked at her unhappily. He thought the two of them had agreed on this matter.

"Mr. Holmes, don't you treat the case as your girlfriend? You've had a lot of fun recently?" Rosa laughed with unknown meaning.

"Speaking of which, I thought you knew that there were many suitors." She left a sentence and walked forward on her own, but I believe Sherlock could hear the threat in her tone very clearly.

Sherlock stepped forward to hold her hand and said firmly, "Are you jealous?"

Rosa didn't look at him, nor shook her hand away: "Sherlock, you are the one who is jealous."

Sherlock is now very sure that Rosa is indeed angry with him. Well, he has ignored her recently. Thinking of Rosa's two suitors who almost succeeded in stealing the corner, he instantly felt a sense of crisis.

"Honey, let you make it up to you." Sherlock held her shoulders and smiled flatteringly at her.

Rosa looked at him for a while, and didn't say anything about agreeing or not, but asked him a question: "Why do you know that Richard likes me? I don't even know it myself."

"Don't you know how dull you are?" Sherlock complained, but this was an advantage for him.

"Ok?"

Sherlock immediately changed the subject: "I just observed your social account. In the virtual world of the Internet, people will become bold and different from real life. They are more inclined to express their true inner thoughts."

"so?"

"I just took a random look at Facebook and Twitter of people who follow you."

"I thought you didn't have time." Sherlock recently left early and came home late, except for the materials that piled up in the living room every day and the experimental equipment he didn't know where he conjured up, she thought that there was no one else living in her apartment.

"Actually, it only took me less than a minute."

Rosa turned and left angrily, 1 minute! It turned out that she was only worth 1 minute.

Sherlock scratched at her hair irritably, sure that this answer made Rosa even more angry.

"Rosa, I think you should change your mind." He chased after him, "I'm even willing to waste this meaningless minute for you."

He started pointing at random passers-by: "This man is flirting with a waiter, this woman is pregnant, this fat man has a heart attack, this man is a thief..."

"Honey, I see through a person in five seconds, and one minute is long enough for me, and I am willing to waste more meaningless time for you in the rest of my life."

Rosa looked at his blue-green-gold eyes intertwined, her heart beat suddenly and rhythmically, and she took the initiative to hold Sherlock's hand.

"Don't you mean a date? Let's go eat."

They came to a Thai restaurant. Rosa had been there once, and the Tom Yum Kung soup here was very delicious.

Rosa saw a new dish on the menu - stir-fried crab with saffron, which was very attractive, and said to the waiter next to her, "How about this?"

Sherlock, who was swiping his phone, saw sharply: "You can't eat that."

"It will be the end of the month soon, and saffron has the effect of promoting blood circulation."

Rosa covered her face shyly. She just happened to have her period at the end of the month.

"Except for the Tom Yum Kung soup, none of their dishes are authentic Thai dishes." Sherlock said, glancing at the several dishes on the table.

"Aren't you not interested in food?" Rosa picked up a prawn. She never sticks to her hands when eating prawns. She bites the head and tail. At this time, when she bites the prawn shell lightly, the meat bursts out.

"You once said it, and I will remember it." Sherlock looked at her bulging and happy appearance with the shrimp stuffed in his mouth, and raised the corner of his mouth, resigned to help her peel the shrimp.

Maybe it’s because she lived in a coastal city since she was a child. Although Rosa said she didn’t know what she likes to eat the most, when she asked what she wanted to eat, the list of dishes that came out of her mouth were all seafood, especially fish and shrimp.

A small chandelier emitting dim yellow light above the head casts Sherlock's body, creating a classical atmosphere like an oil painting. In addition, he is earnestly helping her peel the shrimps. up and down.

"Open your mouth." Rosa put a piece of shrimp meat into his mouth: "Is it delicious?"

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "Well, it's a bit like Chinese deep-fried shrimp."

Speaking of Chinese food, Rosa is a little greedy for hot pot again: "Let's have hot pot tomorrow, and use pork rib soup as the soup base."

The most troublesome thing about living abroad is that there are no hot pot restaurants everywhere, and ingredients such as tripe, yellow throat, duck blood, intestines, and lotus root slices are not easy to find in supermarkets, unless you go to Chinatown to find them.

"John will definitely like you very much." Sherlock looked at Rosa, who had a smile on her face like a flower when talking about food, and said.

"Does Dr. Watson also like Chinese food?"

"He likes anything delicious."

Rosa was about to continue discussing with Sherlock about the setting of Dr. Watson's foodie character. The glass windows of the restaurant were smashed to pieces by things thrown in from outside. Rosa's table happened to be in the center of the restaurant. You can see To Spiderman jumping from the tall buildings to the middle of the road with his spider silk.

Although Rosa is a non-staff member of the Avengers, she is more like a person with a name but no actual contribution; and Spider-Man, who is just a reserve, has already taken on the responsibility of protecting New York, just as he once said He once said "with great power comes great responsibility." He is still a high school student, but he is enough to be called a hero.

As upstairs neighbors, although the two people's lives are different, they can always run into each other several times when they go in and out of the building.Although he is more often seen at the headquarters of the Avengers—Tony contradictoryly does not want to join the Avengers, and he upgrades his equipment over and over again without money.

In New York, where superheroes gather together, but also the easiest target, the people of New York are used to accidents from time to time. Although there is a little panic on their faces, they can still evacuate to a safe place in an orderly manner.

"It seems that London, which is occupied by the Moriarty criminal group, is not the most dangerous. At least you can have a quiet dinner." Sherlock threw the napkin after wiping his mouth on the table, and he said to Spider-Man himself He didn't have any malicious intentions, but he really didn't like the fact that he was a good friend of Harry Osborn, and he was clearly the spy that Osborn planted beside Rosa!

"There are quite a few bombings in London, not to mention the conflicts caused by the refugee issue." Rosa retorted silently. When it comes to safety, she has to praise the domestic law and order.

At home, I thought the moon outside was rounder, but when I went abroad, I realized that my homeland was more secure. Foreign governments would reduce their security in order to cut expenses, including not dealing with small robberies and thefts. Things like this happen.

If Rosa hadn't had no relatives in China and had ties abroad, she would really return to live and work in China after finishing college.

The two retreated outside. Rosa happened to see Spider-Man being thrown onto the Toyota parked on the side of the road. The car was smashed and deformed. Peter has met his match, and he needs help!

"Sherlock, you stay behind the isolation zone..." Before Rosa finished speaking, she was interrupted by a high school girl next to her: "Rosa, you probably don't remember me, I'm Gwen—Peter's Girlfriend, he needs your help!" Gwen clasped her hands tightly on her chest and looked at Rosa pleadingly.

She glanced back at Sherlock and Gwen, and said quickly, "You two stay behind the isolation zone, stay safe, and I'll help Peter!"

"Rosa!"

Sherlock looked at Rosa who was running fast, and shouted angrily, ignoring what Rosa said, and ran to the center of the battlefield.

Peter was so painful that he took a breath and climbed down from the roof of the car clutching his waist. Fortunately, Mr. Stark designed a shock absorption system for his battle suit.

"You are an unauthentic four-clawed octopus, but I am an eight-legged spider. Do you think you can defeat me so easily?" Peter stood in front of Dr. Octopus again.