[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

It was rare for Chen Shuyao to sleep comfortably during her aunt's early days.

The surroundings were warm and soft, half asleep and half awake, she turned over, rubbed against the softness, and unconsciously raised her legs to ride on it... Then she heard a familiar voice above her head.

"Does it still hurt?"

Then I felt a scorching heat covering my lower abdomen.

When she opened her eyes, she could see the gray shirt pocket close at hand.After a moment of distraction, she slowly raised her head, and was meeting someone's gray-blue eyes, and she could also see the dark circles under his eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Chen Shuyao reached out and touched his eyes, "Have you not slept all night?"

So the rubbing sound she heard vaguely last night was not a dream, but Sherlock rubbing his hands to give her belly?

"No, I almost fell asleep. Anyway, you are in a daze, and you don't know if I am being lazy." Sherlock rolled his eyes.

"You are smart."

"if not?"

The corner of Chen Shuyao's mouth curled up, and she put her arms around the back of his neck, leaped up, closed her eyes lightly, raised her head and kissed his lips.She clumsily sucked his lips twice, and when she wanted to retreat, her lower lip was sucked instead.Her eyes widened suddenly, and she glanced at the lips stretched on someone's lips, frowning slightly.

"You pay me back."

"I reject."

"..."

"I worked all night, and the law does not allow wage arrears." Sherlock hugged her waist, gagged her mouth, and poked|peeked|in|in|entched his fingers from the hem of her pajamas, slowly upward.

"Hmm..." Chen Shuyao hurriedly pushed his hands, but she lacked strength, and finally felt a tightness in her chest, which was very hot.In an instant, her cheeks flushed.Every light movement of his was like an electric current passing through his body.She grabbed his shirt tightly and wriggled in his arms like a fish swimming.

At a certain moment, he suddenly let go of her lips.

"Don't move."

"Ah?" Someone, who was extremely hypoxic, felt something as hard as iron pressing against her before she could react.

"Hello!" Chen Shuyao hurriedly pushed him away, scrambled out of the bed, pressed the quilt, pointed at him with her index finger, her face and neck turned red, "You, you, you..."

Sherlock looked innocent: "I have been in good control. If you hadn't moved around, I should have been able to maintain a normal state for 10 minutes."

"...I'm going to the bathroom." Chen Shuyao hurriedly opened the door of the bedroom, ran directly to the bathroom, locked the door, and still couldn't calm down for a long time.

She suddenly remembered a post she saw on the Internet a long time ago: what kind of experience is it to fall in love with a foreigner.Someone commented: I am afraid that I will die in bed every day.

Die, in, bed, on.Thinking about it, she was terrified.After all the calculations, there are still days before she is eaten...

Chen Shuyao counted the days with his fingers, and suddenly his eyes widened, with a look of lovelessness on his face: "One week..."

On people's birthdays, others give presents to the birthday elder. She is so good, she has to tie a bow for Sherlock on her birthday.The same people, how come the treatment is so different?

After changing the aunt's towel, and then returning to the bedroom, a certain one had already fallen asleep on its side facing her.

It was enough to embarrass him, so he couldn't shake his hands and catch fire this night?

Chen Shuyao sighed lightly, lifted the quilt and lay down beside the bed.Before she could lie still, her waist sank, and she was hooked into a warm embrace along with her strength.Then... a sea of ​​heat automatically passed through the skirt and covered her chest.

"Hey, hello!"

He wanted to push but couldn't open it, but he didn't move, as if he was looking for a place to let go.

The question is, can you change places!

Sherlock leaned his head against her shoulder, and said inarticulately: "I've thought about it for a long time, since I was in the cabin..."

he remember?Didn't Yu Hang erase his memory?

While he was wondering, the breathing of the person behind him became steady.

Chen Shuyao took two sets of deep breaths to stabilize her mood.

Forget it, sooner or later, just get used to it in advance, she comforted herself like this.

However, the reality is that some people are not as honest as she thought.I don't know whether it was subconscious or intentional, every once in a while, his hands would pinch or rub twice, making it impossible for her to fall asleep at all!

At a certain moment, the person who was pulled back from the brink of sleep for the nth time couldn't bear it anymore.

"Stop moving!"

But someone's confused voice came from behind: "Huh?"

"……forget it."

Of course she didn't know, the corners of her lips curled up slightly upon hearing this from someone who was hugging her tightly from behind.

At some point, she fell into a deep sleep.Suddenly, she heard the sound of a range hood coming from outside the door. She frowned and turned over. The moment she put her hands on the edge of the pillow, she suddenly opened her eyes and found that someone had disappeared.

Her first reaction was that K came up with a puzzle again.

I hurriedly got up and changed my clothes, but I walked out of the bedroom. Just as I was about to automatically follow, I heard a familiar voice from the kitchen.

"you're awake?"

The corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

No kidding!How can it be?

She ran to the door of the kitchen, and saw Sherlock holding a shovel in one hand, and the English version of "Chinese Cookbook" in the other, reading it very seriously.Xu Shi noticed her gaze, and he glanced at her.

"Are you going out? Where are you going?"

"No, I just think..." Chen Shuyao walked into the kitchen and raised her hand to scratch her hair, "It's not convenient to wear pajamas all the time."

Sherlock paused when he heard this, and glanced at her chest: "It's not convenient now."

"..." Chen Shuyao pushed his face away with a palm, "Stir fry your food."

Looking down at the measuring cups, beakers and tray balances on the table, she couldn't help chuckling.

"What are you doing? Doing experiments."

"This is more accurate." After that, Sherlock took the measuring cup and poured soy sauce into it.

"Is it necessary? I do whatever I want, relying on the feel of my hand." Chen Shuyao raised her eyebrows, turned around, and saw a thick stack of books on the dining table. She reached out and took a book, and her eyes fell on the book below. I was stunned for a moment, "Why did you buy so many... "Guide to Parenting"?"

My mother, isn't this amount too much in advance?

Sherlock was stirring the dishes in the pot in a decent manner: "It is said on the Internet that if the hit rate is high, you can win with one blow."

Chen Shuyao really wanted to pick up her slippers.

Come on, who said that?Come here, I can't kill you!

"However, if you are pregnant." Chen Shuyao glanced at someone and coughed dryly, "I can't continue..."

I saw someone froze, then quickly turned around, took the books and threw them into the trash can.

"..."

"You're not fit to be a mother yet." Sherlock continued to fry his dishes as if nothing had happened.

Do you remember now?

"Don't just believe the rumors on the Internet, how many people are just talking nonsense." Chen Shuyao took an apple from the refrigerator, washed it, leaned against the sink, took a bite, and handed it to Sherlock's mouth. Looking at him, she pursed her lower lip, "I ask you, do you like my person, or my|body?"

The real Chen Shuyao is not as predictable as Sonny.He weighed no more than a hundred, and was both flat-chested and short. When people in their 20s go to bookstores to buy books, they are always recommended to buy primary school books.Ask someone to introduce someone to a blind date. When the other party sees her, the first thing they say is: Where is your sister?Yes, yes, everyone said she was cute when they saw her.But isn't childlike face | big | breasts | popular now?Tong Yan is there, what about the one behind?Before going to college, she also regarded it as a good thing.In the end, when she went to university...she was always considered stunted, who could she turn to for reasoning?

Sherlock took a bite of the apple and stared.

According to the Internet, this is a delivery proposition.Although he couldn't understand how a single sentence could kill him, it's better to answer according to the standard answer.

"People who like you."

"Really?" Chen Shuyao stared at him suspiciously.

"Of course." Sherlock frowned.

Well, no matter it's true or not, he won't have the chance to see her true face, so it doesn't matter.

Chen Shuyao looked at her hands, the drops of water from the apple fell on her palms, but her brows frowned unconsciously.

While every touch felt real, she just didn't feel the same as her own body.

She looked sideways at Sherlock, maybe he will never know what the real Chen Shuyao looks like.If one day, she goes back, she probably won't be able to take anything here.Is this period of time real?Thinking of this, she sighed unconsciously.

Sherlock glanced at her: "Unhappy?"

"No." Chen Shuyao twitched the corner of his mouth, took the food in his hand, turned and walked towards the living room.

After a few minutes...

The two stared at the two dishes that were barely touched in front of them, and fell silent.

"Shuyao, there is still a piece of meat in the refrigerator." Sherlock frowned and scratched his forehead.

He followed exactly what was written in the book, regardless of ingredients or seasonings, milligrams are not bad.Why is the taste so different?

"Oh, good. Just wait for me." Sherlock stopped Chen Shuyao just as she got up, "Or order takeaway, it's better for you to rest more in your current situation."

"Actually, I'm just going to..."

She glanced sideways and saw that his eyes were firm, so she didn't say any more.After Sherlock ordered the dishes, both of them were free, and the relaxed and happy atmosphere seemed to have deteriorated a bit.

Chen Shuyao silently moved towards the edge of the sofa, stood up before someone came over, and said with a twitch: "I know what we should do!"

So, when Watson, who came back from a date, opened the door on the second floor with the meals ordered by some two people, he saw Sherlock standing in front of the window with his violin on his head and a bow in his hand, and Chen Shuyao sitting in front of the window. On the sofa, a notebook was held up, and the pencil in his hand was quickly scratching on the notebook.

Sensing Watson's gaze, Sherlock's body and lips did not move, but turned to look at him.

"Good afternoon, John."

The author has something to say: All problems have a great solution in the end~