[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled Chen Shuyao over to the living room table, and pushed away the things on the table.

Chen Shuyao looked blankly at his series of actions: "What is this for?"

To tell a story, do you need a stage?

Before she could react, her foot lightened, and she was already sitting on the table the next moment.

"Wait." Sherlock turned back to the bathroom, and came back again, with all the medical supplies in his hands. He put the things on the table, and touched the corner of her clothes with his fingers, "Hold it yourself."

"Oh." Chen Shuyao raised the corner of her clothes and watched someone gently wipe her wound with a cotton swab in a decent manner. For some reason, she felt a little sore in her heart, "I'll do it myself."

Sherlock didn't lift his eyes: "Tell your story."

"Actually, I have supernatural powers. You see, as soon as I appear, I am resurrected from the dead. Then I can teleport, and I can go wherever you are." Chen Shuyao said happily, fiddling with her fingers, "I can also be invisible. , able to sneak into electronic devices."

Seeing the movement of the person in front of him, Chen Shuyao coughed dryly: "Don't you believe it? Let me demonstrate it to you."

Chen Shuyao caught a glimpse of the transparent hands, and said with a smile: "Can you not see me?"

But the next moment, a stabbing pain came from her waist, and she frowned and appeared.

"Hiss...lightly, lightly."

"You know it hurts now?" Sherlock covered her wound with gauze.

"..." Chen Shuyao chuckled, seeing that he raised his eyes, his expression was not very friendly, so he quickly put away his smile, lowered his eyes and picked at his fingertips.

Sherlock stood up and stared into her eyes: "The P|90 he is holding has a muzzle velocity of 850 meters per second, and an effective|shot| range of 150 meters. The reaction time of a normal person exceeds 0.1 seconds, which is enough for a bullet|bomb|to travel more than 85 meters .How many times do you think you've been lucky enough to just have a bruise?"

Chen Shuyao secretly glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "I, I'm not a normal person."

"Still talking back?"

Chen Shuyao looked at him, frowning slightly: "That's not what I mean, I just don't want you to be led by the nose by K. His so-called games are not fair at all, and they are very dangerous..."

"Then do you think that you can hide from the world by wearing a low-quality hat and mask?" Sherlock took out her mask from his clothes pocket expressionlessly and threw it on the ground.

"I, I didn't." It was the first time Chen Shuyao saw him get so angry, complex emotions were churning in her chest, her nose was sour, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Sherlock frowned, and his eyes became darker: "And the time at the wooden house, you lied to me that you had never been there. You just have supernatural powers, so you don't feel pain? Being dragged into the water by such a big fish , is it comfortable?"

"I don't care!" Chen Shuyao raised her head slightly, stared at his eyes, and casually wiped away the tears that had slipped down with the back of her hand, but there were still tears overflowing, Sherlock's gaze paused when he saw this, and the brows slowly relaxed. .

"I just don't want you to be in danger, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to never remember me again, I still have to pretend to be ignorant and shake hands with you like a stranger! You're dead, everything between us must be cleared Zero. Even if I die, I still have two lives. I just want to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, is it wrong?"

Chen Shuyao kept looking up at him, thinking how brave and reasonable she was, but she didn't know that she was shaking from crying, her eyes were as red as a rabbit, and she had no momentum at all.

But it was her harmless rebuttal that completely defeated the aggressive Sherlock.

He hurriedly took the paper and handed it to her, but before he could speak, he was knocked to the ground by her hand.

"You go to Watson, you are just a couple, I am the third|third|insert|feet I haven't|inserted|understand yet, I will withdraw voluntarily." Chen Shuyao turned her head and looked away.

"Shuyao, I don't mean anything else, I just don't want you to take risks."

Sherlock walked in front of her, and she turned her head to the other side again, leaning on the edge of the table and was about to jump off: "Okay, I'm going to bed, and I'll move out tomorrow."

But before he could move, Sherlock blocked him again.She looked up at him, and was about to speak when he held her face in both hands and blocked her lips.

"Hmm..." Chen Shuyao wanted to push him away, but after several attempts to no avail, she finally lost due to lack of oxygen.

On the balcony outside the window, Yu Hang rolled his eyes.

"What are you explaining to her? It's time to kiss her." He tilted his head slightly, poked |in|in|through the window, looked at the two people who had already turned their fight into jade, and sighed secretly, "Forget it, young master, I don't care about the past. , help you stubborn ass."

As soon as the voice fell, the door lock on the second floor was locked with a "click", and the hour hand of the clock on the wall quickly turned five and a half times. At the same time, the date on the computer also jumped several numbers, and finally set it on the 8th. .The wound on someone's waist has healed.

The room was pitch black for an instant, Chen Shuyao turned her head to look out the window: "Is there a power outage?"

The sound of a vacuum cleaner was faintly heard downstairs, and she frowned unknowingly: "But downstairs still... um."

Sherlock hugged her silently, and deliberately bit the lips in his mouth, and the latter trembled violently.Afterwards, the scorching heat rubbed against her cheeks, chin, imprinted on her neck, and landed on her collarbone. He used his fingers to open her collar, and finally undid the buttons one by one, and the heat in his palm caressed her. Every inch of|skin|skin.

There was some emotion in her chest that was about to come out, Chen Shuyao's whole mind was befuddled, and she could hear a familiar voice with a slightly hoarse lingering in her ears.

"finished?"

"Ah?" The heat between his lips | rub | rub | her earlobe, she shivered unknowingly, put her hands on his chest, tilted her head, pushed her shoulders up, trying to escape, but in the end she was caught by someone People end up biting their earlobes.

"Period."

"...Not yet, not yet."

"let me see."

This sentence completely woke up Chen Shuyao who was addicted to it.

"Hey, don't do it!" Chen Shuyao hurriedly grabbed her pants | waist, her whole body was burning hot, "That's it, I'm going to bed."

"Shu Yao..."

"What, what?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but against the moonlight, she seemed to see his eyes as watery.

Hey, it's like a puppy looking at the bone held in the owner's hand, pitiful.Wait, who's the puppy and who's the bone? !

Programmers, you installed the wrong configuration!

Sherlock pushed back her long hair, stroked her hot palm from her throat to the back of her head, turned her head to her ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I want to kiss every part of your skin, The most important part of myself is given to you, and I will engrave you with my logo..."

Chen Shuyao hurriedly covered his mouth: "Stop talking."

I felt my body temperature soared almost ten degrees in an instant, and my whole body was about to explode.

It is really embarrassing for him to be able to say the indescribable things so fresh and refined without losing elegance, and I don't know where he got the classic quotations from.

"...Say yes." Chen Shuyao met his fiery gaze, feeling her heart was about to burst into her chest, she slowly lowered her hand and pointed out her index finger, "Just, just once."

Sherlock separated her index finger with his fingers and kissed her lips. The more he leaned back, the more he felt that he would lose his support.As she hugged his neck tightly, she heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.At the same time as the table was stuck on the back, the same hot person also bent down to fit her.

I don't know when, the whole body is cold, but it is hot, the breathing is chaotic with the rhythm, and the initial pain gradually subsides.She hugged him tightly and curled up in his arms.

Suddenly a gust of wind blows, the white gauze curtain flutters with the waves, spots of fluorescent green float into the darkness of the room, and fly down in all directions, gradually illuminating the sweating two people.

At a certain moment, she finally opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of this scene, feeling like she was dreaming, an extremely romantic and unforgettable dream.

After the calm and calm, the light suddenly returned to the house, and it was bright.

Chen Shuyao froze fiercely, raised her eyes and saw Sherlock's eyes were strange, and quickly reached out to cover his eyes.

Damn it!When is it bad, why call now!

"Don't look at me yet! I'm wearing clothes." As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of the most important part of him inadvertently, and hurriedly tilted her head closer to her eyes, and randomly picked up scattered|fallen clothes|things|to cover|cover|cover|body.

Sherlock just remained motionless, letting her cover her eyes, and said nonchalantly, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"...Then you have to put on your clothes first!"

"Need not."

Before she could react, with a light body, she was hugged horizontally by him and completely escaped from the cover.

Sherlock glanced at the 'petal' on the trousers on the table: "It seems that you have to buy a new set of pajamas."

Chen Shuyao really wanted to cut herself with a knife: "Don't talk! Let me down!"

"Wait a minute." After that, he quickly walked to the bathroom with her in his arms, and put someone down in the bathtub.

After a few minutes...

"Get out of here! Just once! How can you go back on your word when you are such a big celebrity?"

"Didn't I push your hand away? Let me explain to you, it means I don't agree."

"..."

On August 8th, it was sunny and there was a long line at the door, but Watson knocked on the door but failed.

On August 8, overcast, Mrs. Hudson came to the second floor with a snack. Before she could get the hang of it, she heard a knocking sound from inside the house.

December 8th...

There was a "bang" sound from the second floor, and the locked door was blasted open, like a board falling to the ground.The special police who walked in holding the gun grabbed Sherlock who was wrapped in a sheet in the bathroom, and Chen Shuyao who couldn't wake up in the bedroom.

Various items in the house were scattered in different places, and the scene was a mess.

Sherlock frowned and shrugged as he looked at Mycroft who then walked in.

"I just did something I can't tell you."

Mycroft's face paled, he was stunned for a while, and coughed dryly: "I probably misremembered the location of the rioter, withdraw."

As a result, the well-trained special police evacuated the scene within a few minutes.

Watson walked to the second floor following the sound of the violin, and waved away the dust in the air with his sleeve. He couldn't help coughing twice. When he walked in, he saw Sherlock wrapped in a white sheet, standing very upright in front of the score, playing the violin.

"My God, where have you been these few days?"

"Always at home." Sherlock paused, picked up a pen to draw a few strokes on the score, and clamped the violin on his shoulder.

Watson frowned and looked at the fallen door: "The door is gone, it's incredible that you are in such a good mood."

Sherlock was startled when he heard the words, quickly put down the violin, and took the mobile phone: "You reminded me, I have to call the door repairer, otherwise it will affect the quality of life."

"...That's not the case."

"No, if it can only be used in the small space of the bedroom, the fun will be reduced by at least 50.00%." ​​Sherlock played a series of numbers and put the phone to his ear.

Watson was stunned for a while: "Sorry, what do you mean?"

Sherlock made a silent gesture on his lips, and then turned back to the window: "Hey, how are you, I think I have a door that needs repairing..."

Watson, who was still dazed at first, accidentally fell on the trash can, his eyes were instantly covered with a lingering astonishment, and he silently glanced at the bedroom.

"My goodness……"

The author has something to say: Brother Yao: There is still space in the back, everyone squeeze in the space, you can’t hang up the ticket, hey, yes, yes, there are a few more on the roof.

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