[TV] She forgot again

This is a war without gunpowder, and a strong sense of competitiveness and defending everything to the death are always the characteristics of male creatures.

After being brought into a luxurious drawing room that looked like the Middle Ages, William retreated silently.

He didn't want to stay here and be affected.Ever since the boss learned that there was a second non-relative of the opposite sex who was remembered besides Miss Nicole, the boss's temper became more and more weird.

Nicole stood in the magnificent living room, feeling that the gorgeous decoration here made her dizzy, but what made her dizzy even more was the beautiful man standing in front of her, Christopher.

It can be said that as much as Sherlock's IQ exceeds the average line of ordinary people, Christopher's beauty also exceeds the average line of ordinary people.

And Nicole is extremely attracted to beauty and has little resistance to beauty, so the current scene can be imagined.

The eyes of the two men crossed each other for the first time, and in the next second it seemed that sparks were "crackling" at the intersection of the eyes.

However, this "affectionate" gaze lasted only three seconds.If Nicole was a rotten girl, she would regret not recording such a precious scene.

Not Nicole, though.And as the only woman on the scene, she unknowingly poured a vat of oil on the fire.

Nicole held her unique boyfriend by her small hand, and stared intently at the peerless beauty.

This is the live version of eating what is in the bowl and looking at what is in the pot; dominating the crooked neck tree in the yard, and using a ladder to reach the black heart tree outside the wall.

Sherlock gritted his teeth secretly, took Nicole's big hand and pulled the small dried fish on his plate closer to him with a little force.At the same time, it also brought back Nicole's soul addicted to beauty.

At this moment, the humanoid big cat's food-protecting nature was fully exposed.

Sherlock has cast aside Christopher's annoying skin countless times in his heart, but completely forgot that Nicole was willing to stay on Baker Street because of his alluring skin.

"Long time no see, Christopher." Nicole blinked her eyes, and all her obsession with beauty disappeared immediately, and her big, dreamy eyes were clear.

While saying hello to the other party, Nicole bent her fingers and clasped Sherlock's palm, which was obviously flattering.

The itchy feeling is like scratching the cat's most sensitive pad with a cat teaser!

Sherlock looked at Nicole coldly, and squeezed Nicole's hand harder.

"Are you satisfied with the little things you took from me a month ago? My dear Nicole." Christopher stroked the wrinkle-free hem of the golden dress, and an inconspicuous smile appeared on his extremely delicate face, "No Introduce me?"

Nicole understood the meaning of the other party's words—he turned the corner and said that he had no conscience!

Before transmigrating, she ran to the Vatican and took a nice and precious antique. Christopher was in the next street at the time, but she didn't bother to say hello, and then left directly to go to another place to play. .

Little did they know that the museum caused a commotion in the whole country because of the loss of this incomparably precious collection from the last century.

Nicole didn't know about this matter, naturally, because Christopher's hard-working subordinates were behind to clean up the mess.

"Sherlock Holmes, the only consulting detective in the world." Nicole automatically ignored Christopher's previous sentence, and proudly introduced Sherlock with her swan neck slightly raised.

With the sound of these words, Christopher seemed to see every move he knew. The girl in his hand was suddenly out of his control—the girl standing in front of him was never serious and proud.

Such earnestness and pride coated her whole body with a layer of gold, dazzling and dazzling.

But because of another man.

A gust of black wind blew up in Christopher's blue eyes, which were as blue as the sky and the sea, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, returning to his aloof and indifferent look.

"Consulting the detective?" Christopher moved his neck inadvertently, and his mellow voice sounded like a hundred-year-old wine, but it made the already tense atmosphere even more oppressive.

His tone seemed questioning, mocking, and declarative.

Nicole didn't care about his reaction. In her eyes, the feared underworld emperor was just a bad-tempered guy who was cowardly, greedy and addicted to sweets.

"Yes, my..." Boyfriend.

Nicole wanted to tell the world that this man was hers, but unfortunately, she was interrupted by Sherlock.

"I am Nicole Stewart's fiancé." In fact, it should be the legal husband, in London in that world.

Sherlock had already formally included Nicole in his family.Because she met Mycroft, he also prepared a plane ticket to China to meet his parents before crossing.

In Sherlock's thinking, the equation "seeing parents = talking about marriage = becoming a legal couple" is completely established.

However, after traveling to this world, Sherlock hadn't had time to change the column of Nicole's marital status, who had become extremely outstanding in an instant.

Then... barely downgrade it.

Sherlock pulled Nicole to sit down, as if he was in his own home, but the look of "I am the bridegroom Liang Liang who is married by the matchmaker, you seductive vixen can't beat me!" Everyone can see it.

In fact... a pair of eleven centimeter stiletto high heels was under his girl's feet, and his girl had twisted his slender and fragile ankle more than once.

Christopher's exquisite and picturesque facial features froze for a second, and sat opposite them very naturally in the next second.It was just a simple action that couldn't be simpler, and under his interpretation, it was like sitting on the Supreme Crystal Throne.

"Fiancé, it seems that Mr. Holmes is very confident in himself." Christopher put one hand flat on the back of the luxurious sofa chair, and the other lazily resting on the side of his leg, as beautiful as a work of art.

"Four months are compared to a year and a half. If you don't have self-confidence, then what's the difference with that group of goldfish?" Sherlock raised one leg and clasped his hands in front of him, making him look like a yuppie gentleman.

But his self-satisfied and contemptuous smile made people's teeth itch.

It took Sherlock less than four months to make Nicole remember herself, and she will never forget it again.

And Christopher, for a year and a half!

Can make a little Sherlock Holmes!

Nicole glanced at Mr. Detective, whose hair was all blown up, and felt that she was becoming more and more greedy.

She really likes to see such a cold, withdrawn, proud and conceited man, because of her, he becomes jealous like a mortal, and shows his possessiveness.

During the conversation between the two, an old grandfather floated over silently.The meticulous suit and tuxedo, close-fitting white gloves, and gold-rimmed monocle glasses, all of which show his identity as a housekeeper and deacon.

The butler put down three cups of steaming top-quality black tea and a table of exquisite desserts in a "swipe" manner, bowed slightly respectfully, and drifted away silently again.

Grandpa the housekeeper is still efficient and elusive as always!

Also, as always, I like to give her a little treat!

Nicole picked up the gold-patterned flower bone china teacup in front of her with her white as white jade hand, and sniffed lightly. The mellow and natural aroma of black tea came to her nostrils.

Taking a sip of the sweet aftertaste black tea, Nicole's white and tender paws went straight to a small plate of unremarkable shortbread in the corner.Completely ignoring the two men who were silently fighting.

This plate of shortbread looks inconspicuous, but it is definitely a royal-level dessert that cannot be bought.Every time Nicole comes to play, the grandpa housekeeper will specially order people to prepare.

Although she still couldn't remember the name of the housekeeper's grandpa, as soon as Nicole ate this shortbread, she could think of this grandpa who came and went without a trace.

Christopher didn't take much advantage of the exchange with Sherlock.He changed his sitting posture, as always, elegant and noble, unrestrained.

However, the movements of his hands made this man full of coldness and darkness all over his body a little more cute.

Christopher held a small silver spoon in his left hand, and a small fat pot with an open mouth in his right hand, and slightly moved his pale wrist——

——Snow-white powdered sugar as fine as sand poured into the reddish-brown clear liquid.

After pouring nearly a third of the sugar in the small pot, Christopher slowly stirred the spoon in his hand.

Who could have imagined that such a person would be so addicted to sweets?

Nicole couldn't bear to look straight at Christopher enjoying a sip of black tea syrup.I haven't seen you for a while, it looks like he's been eating more sugar...

Sherlock also picked up the still warm black tea, raised it to his chin, and started his best topic: "Consuming a lot of sweets for a long time will easily break bones, cause excessive insulin secretion, metabolic disorders, weaken the defense function of the immune system, and promote multiple chronic diseases: cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, diabetes, senile cataracts, rickets..."

"Secondly, sweetness and drug use have the same physiological response, in the sense that sweets with a lot of white sugar have basically the same effect on the brain as drugs do on it."

"Long-term consumption of high-sugar foods will shorten a person's lifespan by at least 20 years, not excluding at least two chronic diseases you already have, and you will die after 18 years and seven months, with a completely out of shape figure , saggy Shar-Pei skin, a blind eye and a mad state of mind."

The words in Sherlock's mouth did not pause, but he suddenly turned his head to look at Nicole, serious and serious in his gray gem-like eyes: "An excellent and perfect partner should spend the rest of his life with his significant other, and Not to die when the other half is in the prime of life, and to give the other half a chance to remarry.”

After speaking, Sherlock lowered his head and took a sip of black tea.He doesn't like the taste, it's not as good as Nicole's coffee.

...Nicole stared blankly at the curly-haired Sherlock, her head stuck.

Who could have imagined that such a magnificent dark elf king would turn into such a ghost in ten years' time?

But when Sherlock said this, Nicole was so cute—with an expression of discussing academic issues, he calmly suppressed his rival, indirectly confessed his love, and showed his possessiveness.

He's so hot Nicole wants to howl!

Sherlock wins the first game.

Christopher didn't get angry at all after hearing Sherlock's words, he even chuckled lightly.A series of low-pitched laughter overflowed from his throat, and the aura that was originally repelled thousands of miles away in a flash of a chuckle turned into a clear spring that broke through the ice in early spring, flowing into the hearts of the beholders.

"The other half, what a beautiful term. Why would I want her to be alone?" Christopher picked up an unimportant topic and continued.

He will go to hell with his other half.The premise is that the other half exists.

Does Christopher like Nicole?

The answer is yes.But also just like it.

In a way, he, like Sherlock once, dismissed love.He thinks that love is a weakness and a burden, compared to rights and interests, love is as ethereal as dust.

But when he knew that Sherlock existed, he felt that the prey he had kept under his nose for many years was suddenly snatched away by another guy, and that guy was still powerless.

Then liking turned into another feeling of possessiveness and inexplicable reason.

"Nicole, did you hear what Mr. Holmes said? You should eat less sweets." Christopher calmly changed the topic to Nicole.It sounded like he was worried about his own children and Sherlock was just a guest.

"No more than you!" Nicole retorted without thinking.Four years have allowed the two of them to know each other well. This kind of familiar and unscrupulous dialogue contains a lot of warmth.

Sherlock has only been in Nicole's life for a few months. No matter how talented he is and how superb his deduction is, he still cannot personally experience Nicole's previous life.

So, Christopher has a firm grip on that.

He moved the conversation elsewhere, about the past, about Vatican Italy, about what Nicole stole... except Sherlock.

How could Nicole, who is only at the level of Little White Rabbit, be better than Christopher at the level of Big Bad Wolf?In addition, the big bad wolf is blessed with beauty, and successfully attracts most of the little white rabbit's attention to himself.

Sherlock felt left out.

Sherlock felt left out by Nicole for the first time when the girl stepped into his world.

Since living together on Baker Street, Nicole, as a little assistant, has been around him all the time, always on call, and he is always alone.This allows Sherlock, who is the girl's food and clothing parent, to satisfy his self-willed and self-conscious mind.

Then came to Nicole's world, the three words Sherlock had already occupied a large part of Nicole's memory slaughterhouse, and this little girl who always forgets everything is even more focused on the person she likes .

She doesn't need anything other than herself in that extremely low-memory computer.

But now he's wrestling with a bunch of memories that already exist without him.

Sherlock thought with sour bubbles rumbling in his chest.The acidity of these acid bubbles was comparable to that of concentrated sulfuric acid, and it made Sherlock feel bad all over.

The author has something to say:

Oh, oh, oh, I don't really come to Shura field, I feel so difficult to write.As a goldfish, two love rivals with max lethality make me feel a little better. (T_T)