[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

Rosa smiled and nodded: "Speaking of which, how did Doctor Octopus solve it later?"

"Taken away by S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Aren't they too busy to take care of themselves? Could it be that Hydra's undercover agents have been cleared?" Rosa cut the chieftain's hands and asked doubtfully.

"Yes, no." Sherlock replied curtly, "Looks like they've recruited a new team of agents."

"I want meat." Rosa listened nonchalantly, pointing at the bacon on Sherlock's plate with a fork.

"Do you need me to fry some for you?" Sherlock put the bacon into Rosa's mouth.

"Don't bother, I just smell too good and want to taste it." Rosa swallowed it completely before speaking.

The two of you finished breakfast one bite at a time, then Sherlock went to wash the dishes, and Rosa sat cross-legged on the sofa and played with her mobile phone. Seeing that Sherlock became so homely, I have to say that Rosa actually felt a little subtle—more accurate It's a bit cool to stand up and be the master.

Sherlock finished washing two plates and one bowl in no time. He naturally sat next to Rosa and moved her head, which was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, to his lap.

"I'm back, I'm in love, love love." Sherlock read a tweet that Rosa had just sent, moved the phone away from his eyes, and looked down at Rosa, her thick black hair spread out on his thigh On the face, the small face is fair and clean, looking extremely pure.

"I think if I remember correctly, we should have been in love for a long time."

"Separation between the two places for a long time?" Rosa saw Sherlock's face change, and immediately changed her tone, looking at him flatteringly: "Honey, of course I know that a long-distance relationship is also a relationship, we all know this tweet It's for others to see."

Her purpose is already very clear - she wants all her suitors to give up. First, she doesn't like the entanglement of love and love, and second, she really doesn't want to hurt the people she really treats as friends.

"A wise choice." Sherlock lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and Rosa finally saw the smile flowing in his eyes.

Unconsciously, Rosa and Sherlock have been living together for a month, and their lives have not changed much because of the closer relationship, except that Sherlock's sleeping place has changed from the sofa to the bed, and some harmony The tandem sports, they are all living at their own pace.

There were different reactions from all parties. Tony was the first to call Rosa, and the first sentence he asked was "Have you recovered your memory?" It seems that he really let go of it completely.

"I destroyed Doctor Octopus' tentacles yesterday and restored my memory."

Tony paused visibly: "Honey, Peter already told us about your heroic (brutal) deeds."

"He really likes to run to you. I don't think he and Gwen are so diligent in dating." Rosa complained about the gossiping Spider-Man.

Tony felt a little weird when he heard this: "Anyway, no matter what, you are welcome back, sweetheart."

"By the way, I hope you dump Sherlock quickly, he is totally unworthy of you."

"Shut up, Stark." Sherlock cut off the call directly, with a black face, and warned Rosa: "Don't even think about it!"

It was Charles who called on the second call, his voice still gentle.

"Are you really sure?"

"Yes." Rosa's voice was firm.

"That's such a pity, I thought I could tell you fairy tales for the rest of my life."

"Charles, I believe that there are many women who are willing to listen, and there seem to be quite a lot of men. Last time I saw a magazine select 'the superhero that men want to date', and you topped the list."

Charles took a deep breath on the other end of the phone: "Rosa, talk well!"

"Charles, if I hadn't met Sherlock first, I would definitely like you. I wonder if this is any comfort?"

Charles chuckled and said with good wishes: "I hope that in another time and space, I will meet you first."

Rosa hung up the phone and saw Sherlock with a gloomy face: "Baby, did you just say the truth?"

Rosa chuckled: "Xiali, objective facts are not transferred by subjective thoughts, I only love you now."

"Hehe." Sherlock sneered, "This can't change the thought you once had."

"Uh——" Rosa glanced at him guiltily, "Honey, he's really sweet."

Then at night Rosa experienced the consequences of saying the wrong thing, and was tossed over and over again.

Not long after Charles hung up the phone, Rosa saw a familiar name on the phone screen again. She glanced at Sherlock, feeling more and more guilty, and finally shook her hand and turned on the speakerphone.

"Little Rosa, I didn't expect you to hang on Sherlock's crooked neck tree in the end."

For Moriarty, Rosa didn't have a really good temper, and said directly: "Shut up, you think it's just a good tree?"

Moriarty choked visibly, but Sherlock finally wasn't kidding, he was happy to see his mortal enemy deflated.

"Honey, it looks like you want to hear about NATO being bombed," Moriarty threatened.

"With your fake password?" Sherlock couldn't help but mocked.

"You were forced to feign death by me to escape in the end, Sherlock, admit it, you just lost to me."

"Losing?" Sherlock kissed Rosa loudly on the face: "Who is the loser now?"

"If Rosa hadn't been blind..."

Rosa didn't care what Moriarty said next, and cut off the call directly, two childish ghosts!

Later, Rosa waited for a joint text message from Dr. Banner and Natasha, and a concern call from Captain America, who had finally learned to use social networking software. Even Hawkeye, who is not very familiar with her, left a message under her Twitter , but still did not wait for any performance from Harry.

She didn't know if the reaction was a good one or a bad one, because she was pretty sure that even Steve the old man had seen the tweet, and there was no reason why Harry wouldn't know about it.

She thought he was probably too sad and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Rosa is still at three points and one line, and then helps Avengers' "make the world a better place" cause, while Sherlock acts as a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D.-helping them analyze the hidden depths. Hydra undercover.

"Actually, they wanted to ask you for help, if it wasn't for the relationship between you and Mycroft." Rosa unceremoniously revealed the psychology of SHIELD.

Sherlock combed Rosa's soft hair with his hands, and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"If it wasn't too boring recently, I wouldn't want to get involved in the mess of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Macrof should be very happy." He is a man with a strong desire for control, wishing to know everything in detail, SHIELD really made a lot of determination, and sent the handle to McCaw in order to clean up the traitor husband.

"From the fact that the last time we communicated was by text message, it does."

Rosa frowned: "He went to the dentist again because he ate too much sweets? The anti-cavity potion I gave him ran out so quickly? Then he is too presumptuous."

"Don't worry, I've already told the Holmes couple." Sherlock gloated.

"Honey, are you still a child? You even snitched behind your back." Rosa took the opportunity to rub his curly hair amusedly.

Sherlock took Rosa's hand off his head that was taking the opportunity to make trouble, and looked at her helplessly: "You can actually understand it as caring about your brother."

Rosa curled her lips, obviously not believing Sherlock's nonsense.

"By the way, I'm going to accompany Tony to the charity banquet hosted by Wayne tomorrow."

"Could it be that Stark can't find another female companion? Sure enough, he is old and fat."

"That's biased." Rosa glanced at him carefully, justifying her boss.

"He's gained four pounds," Sherlock said affirmatively, as Tony appeared on the TV news.

Well, Rosa touched her nose. Recently, Tony really loves double cheese and burgers with a lot of pickles. Although he didn't eat less before, he only gained four pounds, which is still the result of a lot of consumption.

"You must know that he is the one who pays my wages."

"You always have the secondary card of my black card in your wallet."

"Huh?" Rosa's eyes widened. She swiftly took out her wallet from her handbag, flipped through it, and found that there was indeed a supplementary card that did not belong to her.

"When did you put it in?" In fact, this question is meaningless, because even if Rosa knew about the existence of this card, she would basically not use it except to help Sherlock buy things.

"The first day I moved in."

Rosa raised her eyebrows. She was quite puzzled about the fact that her boyfriend had a black card. Sherlock is not a character who would ask for money from his family, and he solved the case just to satisfy his interest, and the reward was not in his consideration at all. Within range: "Honey, seriously how did you get so much money?"

"Although I don't care about remuneration, most of the people who ask me to solve the case are people from the upper class. The antique Dior dress I gave you was given by someone who asked me to help."

"And since the stock market, money has just become a series of numbers. I just don't want to spend so much on such meaningless things."

Therefore, for geniuses, there is no money problem at all, only whether they are willing or not.

"Honey, I find it especially charming when you say that."

"Huh?" Sherlock raised an eyebrow.

"So would you buy me that new Tiffany necklace?"

"The secondary card is in your hand."

"Please, we are not married yet, I accept gifts but not money."

"But you will be my wife sooner or later, and your reserve is meaningless."