[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

"I feel... woo woo... I feel like... woo woo..." Carol stammered unaccustomed, and she thought her werewolf skills were gradually developing.

Although she didn't finish speaking, Sherlock had already guessed what was going on later, he hugged the wolf girl Carol to the chair, and sat beside her, "You want to say that you are slowly becoming a real werewolf now?"

Carol nodded her head hard, her eyes sparkling, indicating that Sherlock was right.She kept glancing at the plate of beef, signaling Sherlock with her eyes.

Sherlock noticed Carol's gaze, and pulled the plate of beef towards them, pretending not to understand her cue, "Carol Ann, is your eye broken?"

Carol couldn't fully convey what she wanted to express at this time, she could only glared at Sherlock, bit his sleeve, and let out a low growl in her throat, which sounded very angry.

Sherlock grabbed Carol's ear and lifted it up slightly. She quickly let go of her mouth and fell down pitifully.

She started pretending to be innocent again, and Sherlock also felt strange, but in fact, he is not such a soft-spoken character.However, when Carol Ann made these actions, he would always follow her thoughts.

Sherlock sighed softly, put a few pieces of beef on his right hand, and spread them out in front of Carol.Then, he himself ate the beef with his left hand, and from time to time he could feel someone licking the palm of his right hand.

With the food, Carol stopped making noise and was very well-behaved. Sherlock and his pet pup ate a dinner quietly.

After eating, Carol jumped off the chair and ran to where she was standing just now. There were clothes and a wand that she dropped after she turned into a wolf.Carol picked up the wand, ran back to Sherlock's feet and lay down, and put down the wand along the way.

Muttering the lighting spell, "lumos" in her mouth.

After a string of unknown characters was spat out by Carol, the magical wand understood her language, and the top of the wand lit up suddenly, and pure blue light burst out, warming the whole room.

Sherlock picked up the wand on the ground, and stroked Carol's hair, "Do you want to rest for a while? Maybe there will be a fight with the group of people downstairs at night."

Carol nodded, and Sherlock first found a clean skirt from Carol's small bag and put it on her back, so that she would not be at a loss when she turned into a human.He pointed to the two small rooms and asked, "You choose first."

Carol narrowed her eyes and thought, in case the group of people downstairs broke in suddenly at night, how would she protect herself?It's better to use Sherlock as a shield, oh no, follow Sherlock, at worst, cover yourself with clothes when you become a human.

After all, Sherlock is a gentleman who can sit still, bah, he is a person who is not close to women and loves gays.Satisfied with her conclusion, Carol let out a whimper of pleasure.

Sherlock saw Carol lying on the ground in a daze, but he didn't know what was going on in his mind.He took a step and found a random room and walked in, only to find that there seemed to be something at his feet.

Sherlock looked down and found that the little wolf cub Carol had followed, with the skirt he put on before still folded on his back.He sighed, "You want to follow me?"

Carol's eyes lit up, and she rubbed against Sherlock's leg in agreement.Sherlock picked her up and shook his head helplessly. He was also a little strange recently. Why did he always meet her every request?

Forget it, Sherlock wasn't in the mood to go to bed at all, he put the little wolf cub Carol on the bed, moved it in, and reminded, "Don't run around, I don't care if you fall off the bed."

Carol moved her ears, and lay down obediently, with her head resting on her two paws.Her eyes began to blur, and it was easy to fall asleep after a full meal, she thought drowsily.

Sherlock sat by the bed, heard the slight snoring from the little wolf cub, raised his eyebrows, and fell asleep so quickly unexpectedly.It's really comfortable, going to sleep after eating, and not worrying about indigestion, he shook his head.

Carol fell into a deep sleep, and the adventures of Middle-earth in the past few days appeared in her mind, but no matter where she went in her dream, she would always meet Sherlock.

In the forest of the elves, Sherlock ran into the cave where the elves lived.At the kind woman's house in River Valley Town, Sherlock helped her get food again.In the cave on the Lonely Mountain, it's Sherlock again...

Carol was going around in circles in her dream, oops, why is Sherlock everywhere?Is there a place in the world without Sherlock?She stopped walking, without Sherlock... she suddenly realized what a miserable world it would be.

In Carol's dream, Sherlock, whom she thought was the egomaniac, gave her one last indifferent look before turning away without looking back.

"Sherlock, don't go!" Carol woke up suddenly, surrounded by darkness, only the moonlight came in from the window, her mind was like a mess, and she still didn't quite understand what happened.

Sherlock, who had disappeared just now, was sitting with his back to her, leaning on the wall with one hand.Carol didn't know if he was asleep, because she had already remembered what she had yelled before, and hoped not to be heard by him.

Sherlock's body moved, he turned his head to look at Carol, his eyes were blank, as if he had just woken up, and he said, "Are you awake too?"

Carol exhaled a breath, relieved, it seemed that he probably didn't hear what he said.She had just relaxed when she suddenly heard a strange sound.

There was a slight rustling sound outside the door, as if someone was fiddled with the lock.The night was very quiet. Although they were very cautious, these sounds would still fall into the ears of Carol, who had excellent hearing.

It sounded like they were opening the first door, and they hadn't entered the room yet, so naturally there were no footsteps.Carol raised her head and pouted towards the door. Just after giving Sherlock a hint, she felt that something was wrong with her.

Too bad, Carol's bare feet rested on the bed, and the white moonlight shone down, making her skin extraordinarily fair.Come sooner or later, but at this time!

Sherlock quickly covered Carol's body with the quilt, and he handed over the skirt he just took.Seeing Carol biting her lip in embarrassment, Sherlock leaned into her ear and whispered, "Carol Ann, I'm not leaving."

Carol's eyes widened, he he he... actually heard it before, and pretended to just wake up, Sherlock, you have a dark belly.But at the moment, she didn't worry about this problem, she just quickly put on a skirt under the quilt.

Normally, she felt that she was getting dressed very quickly, but this time she stumbled and felt very nervous, always thinking that Sherlock was watching her.His gaze seemed to slip in through the quilt... Pooh, Sherlock wasn't a voyeur.

Carol finally put on her skirt, poked her head out from under the quilt, and heard footsteps coming from outside the door.It was only then that she realized that they were in that black shop in Hegu Town, what happened to her, and even lost the most basic vigilance.

Outside the door of this small room was the living room, those people were walking on tiptoe, and then there was the sound of rummaging for things.However, that group of people naturally couldn't find anything of value.

Carol's gold coins are all spent, and the most valuable things in both of them are Sherlock's brain and Carol's... Ahem, Carol's figure is not very good, and the spells can only be the most basic, plus her The time control skill was completely killed by Sherlock.

The most valuable thing in the whole house is Sherlock, how would the thieves know?

Carol lifted the quilt and stepped lightly on the floor.She hadn't put on her shoes yet, and she couldn't help shivering from the cold air coming from the floor.

Sherlock glanced at her feet, and Carol suddenly noticed a little warmth around her feet.She looked down and saw Sherlock's shoed feet fall to the side.

Carol narrowed her eyes, and after a little thought, she put her feet on Sherlock's shoes as a way to keep warm, and thanked him later.She raised her head and smiled at Sherlock, who didn't stop her behavior.

Carol has stopped time. She doesn't want her things to be messed up and she wants to find her shoes outside.She stepped on Sherlock's feet carefully and walked out, holding Sherlock's body with her hands to prevent him from falling.

The two of them didn't feel embarrassed to face each other. After all, Sherlock was showing kindness and helping Carol who didn't even have a pair of shoes.

Sherlock opened the door, and Carol turned her head to look, and found that some of the thieves were holding knives high in their hands, some were bending over to find something from her bag, and some had just raised one foot and didn't put it down.

Each of them stood there in a strange posture, and Carol couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.But what she didn't expect was that she swayed and fell backwards, almost falling off Sherlock's feet.

Sherlock reacted quickly, grabbing Carol's hand suddenly and pulling her back.As a result, the clumsy Carol was still moving forward due to inertia, and her whole head was buried in Sherlock's chest...

Carol's ears were burning, her face was burning like fire, and she felt so ashamed.God testified, she didn't mean to eat tofu, she really just wanted to stand firm, but she accidentally hit Sherlock.

Carol was debating whether to look up at this time, whether Sherlock thought she had other ideas about him, or the kind of person who would eat his tofu if she disagreed.No, why should she consider what Sherlock would think of her?

Just when she was at a loss, a rough voice sounded, "Are these two couples dancing in the middle of the night to scare people to death?"