[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

The system prompts @JohnHoney to reply him, the content is "fake account, get out".

Repent, Watson.

He quickly typed moron (idiot) in the reply box, thought for a while and eliminated them all.

@OATOSherlockHolmes: @JohnHoney your key is under the third potted plant from the left by the door.

@OATOSherlockHolmes: @JohnHoney Then, idiot.

The car stopped suddenly, and he realized that he had arrived home, and the driver was looking at him impatiently.

Unknowingly, he also became obsessed with social networks, which is incredible.

He paid the money, picked up his package, ran a few steps in the drizzle, shook the raindrops on his shoulders under the eaves, and opened the door with the key.

Husband’s Daily Tasks: Going Home in the Afternoon (4/4)

Shout out "I'm back!" (1/1)

Find your own wife. (1/1)

Exchange a kiss, no tongue. (1/1)

Ask "How's work?" (1/1)

Usually 1 and 2 can be done at the same time, because Jessica will vaguely agree after he yells, enough for him to locate her.Sometimes Mrs. Hudson next door would stick her head out of the window and say "keep down, Sherlock," which was another invalid message.

He walked to the kitchen in a familiar way, and Jessica stood in front of the window with her back to him, her brown hair tied into a ponytail and scattered on a beige knitted jacket.Humming an out-of-key tune, she just dumped the black mass from the pot onto the plate, and turned her head to smile at him.

3 and 4 can also be performed at the same time, he gently pulled, and Jessica obediently leaned over.He rubbed her lips for a while, murmuring a few syllables with her lower lip in his mouth.

"How is work……"

"Uh huh." Jessica responded to him with the same vague two syllables.She kissed the corner of his mouth one last time and pointed to the dark mass.

"It's burnt again..." she said angrily.

"..." He froze, as he suddenly realized that there was a huge possibility that what he said next would end up on Jessica's Twitter feed, and a million people would get a glimpse into his thoughts.So he swallowed the same reassurance he was about to utter, and turned to thinking.

"What do you want to say?" Jessica looked at him questioningly.

"As your husband, your only husband," he said cautiously, "I admire every piece of your work unconditionally, from your published papers to your charred cooking."

"Well... ok, thanks?" Jessica didn't seem impressed.

"You're welcome," he picked up Jessica's phone from the table and handed it to her, "Do you want to write it down?"

"?" Jessica took the phone suspiciously, "Why this time?"

"If you want to quote me on Twitter, you should quote the full statement, preferably with the relevant context, so as not to cause some inappropriate misunderstandings. For example, the last time 'I'm pretty sure it was eaten by a horse' , I clearly remember that there was another sentence at the end, 'I love you so I am willing to be a horse', but you just posted the first sentence, and I even saw someone replying 'If I were your husband, I would not hurt you like this'."

"Did you see my tweet? Or the one from a long time ago?" Jessica's eyes rounded in surprise, then curved, and she laughed, "Oh my god, someone really So?"

He didn't know what was funny about it, "Yeah, but it wasn't the worst. John actually asked who this 'someone' was down there."

"I'm sure John's joking," Jessica said, shaking with laughter, wrapping a slender arm around one of his shoulders. "How did you find my Twitter, though?"

Rajan's tyrant face came to mind, "...it doesn't matter."

The phone in his jacket pocket vibrated, and he was not surprised to find that John had replied to him again.

@JohnHoney: @OATOSherlockHolmes Well, it looks like this is our great detective himself.

@JohnHoney: @OATOSherlockHolmes come and watch him.

@JohnHoney: @OATOSherlockHolmes By the way, my keys are no longer there. #Thieves in London should use their brains

@JohnHoney: @OATOSherlockHolmes One question, what does OATO stand for?

@OATOSherlockHolmes: @JohnHoneyOneandtheonly #you and the thieves in London should all use their brains

Later John returned a gagged look, and he didn't care.

They had some low-fat salad for dinner, Jessica seemed to be thinking about something absent-mindedly, and he himself was thinking about how to convince Jessica that he couldn't have the function of "nervous laugh" at all. The soft sound of tableware colliding.

"Sherlock," Jessica swallowed with difficulty after taking the last bite of the salad, "this is really unpalatable... Anyway, I want to ask you a question."

He put aside the gradually cleared up clues and nodded.

"You know..." Jessica gestured with a spoon, looking at him expectantly, "Does the earth revolve around the sun?"

"know."

"Really?" She almost dropped the spoon, "What about the moon?"

"The moon revolves around the earth," he resented. "Even if you are an astrophysicist, you should not use the greatest malice to speculate on other people's astronomical knowledge."

"It's incredible," Jessica said in shock, "it seems that something has changed!"

"What change? Did the moon decide to go around the sun?" He raised his eyebrows. It sounded like a catastrophe.

"Oh," Jessica pursed her lips, "it seems that it hasn't changed..."

Since there was no change, the earth would not perish, his thoughts turned back to himself.

In fact, proving his innocence is much more difficult than he imagined, especially when the other party has the support of John and Greg.If Jessica decided not to follow his perfect logic - which she did most of the time - then there was nothing he could do.

"I think my work is like classical music. A person who doesn't understand classical music will pretend to be ecstatic at a concert, while a person who really knows how to appreciate it will be in a serious stagnation throughout the whole process." He said in another way.

"Is this the plot of "Glutty Night"?" Jessica frowned and thought, "When the hero and heroine go to the concert?"

"Yeah, but I mean," he patiently brought her back to focus, "when I'm at work I'm like a real classical music lover at a concert, so engrossed that there's absolutely nothing else inappropriate about it. Actions."

"Oh——" Jessica was silent for a few seconds before suddenly realizing, "Are you still thinking about Twitter?"

Her tone sounded like she couldn't laugh or cry in the face of a child's unreasonable troubles-some kind of aftereffect.

"You do...laugh out loud," she glanced at him, "and, besides, they—the people who retweeted it—have no idea it's you. I don't know what you have to worry about..."

It doesn't make sense at all, those people who retweeted knew that this person was Jessica's husband, and he was Jessica's husband, so how could those people who retweeted not know it was him?

But it's also a fact that they don't know that Jessica's husband is Sherlock Holmes.Only that was before, now...

"Now they all know." He held up the phone and said stiffly.

@SexyCatHuddy: @[email protected] Check out this my cutest little Harley GHSJNFE they are such a cute couple.

"Mrs. Hudson, my God." Jessica suppressed a smile.

"This is Mrs. Hudson?" He stared at @SexyCatHuddy's profile picture. "She is often seen under Raymond's bed photo."

"Yes," Jessica coughed, "Mrs. Hudson is very fond of Raymond...'s boyfriend. Well, I mean, now that things have gotten to this point, I guess I have something for you Some kind of responsibility."

"That's it." He nodded, and Jessica seemed to finally realize the fact that his reputation on social networks had been damaged.

"Okay, okay, don't worry," she came over to take away his plate, and pressed a kiss on his forehead, "I will take good care of you."

He sat there sullenly, and if Jessica continued to treat him like a child, he would really turn into a child.

"Don't pout, Babe." Jessica winked at him before disappearing through the kitchen door.

"It's slander," he yelled, staring at the door frame.

******************

When he woke up the next morning, Jessica had already left in a panic, but left him two slices of toast in the kitchen.The flower pot at the door showed signs of being touched. It seems that John really hid the key somewhere else. He dared to say that it was in the gap where the cement on the second floor of the steps was cracked.

He left the window, took a big bite out of the toast in his hand, and turned on the phone while chewing.

The good news first, Rajan sent a text saying that "something good" was waiting for him.

This was followed by several tweets from Jessica.

@JessieHarris: "As your husband, your one and only husband, I have an unconditional appreciation for every piece of your work, from your published papers to your charred cooking."

@JessieHarris: By the way, this is what my husband said @OATOsherlockholmes don't ask yo

@JessieHarris: "I love you so I'd be a horse" this one too

He looked at the comments below, "Your husband is so caring", "It's so unfair", "awwww", "I'm crying to death", and he felt a little bit of a sense of self-satisfaction.Until suddenly a new tweet appeared, with a video attached.

@JessieHarris: He's the best guy in the world, I love him, #I hate myself for saying that but, he's working, laughing, jumpy.

With more and more retweets and likes below, he stared dumbfounded at the picture on the video - a person standing in front of a wall with his back to the camera, suddenly his shoulders began to shrug...

Omg.

He should have strangled that baby Twitter back then.

@JessieHarris: [Sunglasses Face] #EndlessLove

The author has something to say:

Ahem, the author Zha was in a hurry to watch TV yesterday and forgot to say something, but the painting style in the comment area went astray_(:з」∠)_

Yes, Raymond is gay, this is his secret, it was set up like this from the beginning, it seems that it is not very useful (???), so it just spoiled it hahahahaha, it will not involve the bl plot later, it is too sensitive leave

The point is! !What would you like to see, dear readers? ?Only Ms. C took care of me yesterday, the suggestions I made are very good and I will consider them~

Except for those who violate Jinjiang's regulations, you can mention it, and it will be valid for a long time!

Interactive writing asks you whether you are convinced or not!

Also, I seriously feel that everyone has misunderstood double updates~ My definition is 3000 words per update. For example, I posted 4500 words yesterday, which means one and a half (no problem) and double updates are almost the same.

Let’s go before being beaten to death ~ Bow ~ Thank you for your support ~ I am grateful ~~