[TV] She forgot again

After Nicole hypnotized some people according to Mycroft's request, she reluctantly left the world she first traveled through, that London.

It's a good time to be back in Italy.Nicole either ran around with Sherlock to fight the bad guys, or went shopping with Vivienne for a massage, and if she was bored, she teased Mo Bao and flirted with Sherlock.

After her unreliable parents determined that the other half of their daughter was qualified, they didn't know where to go.

During the leisure time after traveling back from London, one of the things that made Nicole most happy was that her IELTS score finally reached the standard.

Although everything started with an exam that used to be, although that exam was very meaningful, but!Nicole didn't want to take the test more than once.

Both Nicole and Vivienne's university plans are in the UK.True fan girl Vivian had already received an admission letter from Oxford when she met Sherlock for the first time.Because of her English proficiency, Nicole was ready for everything, except for her IELTS score.Now that English is no longer Nicole's flaw, the admission letter from Cambridge is no problem.

What did Nicole and Vivienne think about the choice of college?

—They are going to the best universities in England.

——Then flirt with the handsome guys from your own school and then flirt with the other school's!

Right, that is it.

From the perspective of statistical analysis, time planning, competitiveness, strategic approach, etc., it is more efficient for them to go to different schools to attract British handsome men.

Nicole sat in front of the computer, rubbing Mo Bao's soft and silky fur under her feet, and propped her chin while looking at the admission notice that was about to be sent.

As a woman with a fiancé, the lofty ideal of flirting with handsome men all over the UK... seems to be very difficult to realize?

what a shame.

"You've been sitting in front of the computer in a daze for 10 minutes and 21 seconds." Sherlock appeared quietly behind Nicole in dark blue designer pajamas, holding a coffee cup in one hand.

"I'm just thinking about my lost, beautiful and great dreams." Nicole quickly closed the web interface, feeling inexplicably guilty.

Sherlock took a sip of coffee with a blank expression, then turned around and raised his legs to walk towards his exclusive sofa, and nestled in it without saying anything.

Nicole stared at the suddenly cold Sherlock for a few seconds, moved her bare feet away from Mo Bao's soft belly, and leaned closer to Sherlock.

Nicole didn't realize until she ran to Sherlock, how could she be so stupid?He obviously felt a little guilty about not telling Sherlock about which university he went to, but now he still wants to chat about this topic!

"Don't you ask me what my dream is?" Nicole, who was broken and broken, sat down at the foot of the sofa. The thick, soft and expensive floor spreads so that Nicole, who always likes to sit on the ground, will not be affected by the cold air from the ground.

Sherlock just moved his neck, and after the "click", he stared at Nicole condescendingly: "No matter what it is, you will never be able to achieve it."

Sherlock's tone was absolutely certain.

Even a blind person can read the large characters "Cambridge University's Admission Notice" on the computer, plus Nicole's guilty conscience of closing the page, Sherlock can deduce a hundred and eighty ridiculous "dreams" in minutes. "

Nicole, who was sitting on the ground, shook her body unconsciously, shrinking herself into a small ball involuntarily.Then a cup of coffee was stuffed into her hand and she only drank a few sips.

"I need a new cup of coffee." Sherlock withdrew his cold air for a moment, hiding his stomach full of bad water under his indifference and willfulness.Stretching out his hand like an artist, Sherlock patted Nicole's furry head a few times as if to appease a small animal, signaling her to make coffee quickly.

Nicole snorted, stood up slowly, and walked to the kitchen with her bare white feet.

Seeing that she has acquired the top gentleman and consulting detective with the highest IQ in the whole of the UK, let the dream of the past be a dream~

……

A week later, Nicole received an admission letter from Oxford University in England.

"..." Nicole held a piece of snow-white paper weighing one hundred grams, read it over and over several times, and finally restrained the urge to throw this admission letter, which many students dream of, into the trash can.

Well, it's very Sherlock Holmes.

Nicole slapped the admission notice on the table, grabbed the mobile phone at hand and made a call: "Hello? Tomorrow, you can fly to the UK first, I will come two days later... As an alumni, help me book a dormitory... ...Hehe... Who else do you think there is?...No, I won't show mercy."

After hanging up the call with Vivienne, Nicole estimated the time when Sherlock would return, and played another call.

After Nicole prepared all the tools that will be used later, Sherlock just opened the door and came in.

As soon as Sherlock entered the door, he saw the notice left on the table, and felt a little guilty.Rolling his gray eyeballs, he picked up a cup of coffee next to him and walked towards Nicole.

Nicole greeted Sherlock as usual, and her crisp and sweet voice couldn't tell how much she wanted to kill the man in front of her a few minutes ago: "We will go to England in two days, and the school will start soon. 10B is already a tourist attraction here, maybe you can find a place similar to it in London or Oxford."

"Hmm." Nicole's reaction was completely different from what he had imagined. Sherlock still had a cold and indifferent look on his face, but he was actually a little uncertain.

Sherlock raised his hand and took a sip of the coffee at just the right temperature. Nearly twenty reasons and consequences of Nicole's reaction, as well as countermeasures, jumped out of his mind.

But in the next second, Mr. Detective, who was careless, felt layers of images of the girl slowly approaching him in front of him, the furniture began to rotate, and the voice became hazy and noisy...

Sherlock put his hand on his temple and blinked vigorously a few times, trying to wake himself up.The limbs that could become weak quickly and the chaotic consciousness were already clamoring that his resistance was futile!

"...don't worry... sleep..." Sherlock heard Nicole's bewitching murmur at the last moment when she closed her eyes, and the cool and silky touch of the girl caressing her face.

Nicole looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction: Sherlock, who had fallen into a coma, was spread out on the chair she had calculated.

Leaning over and kissing the corner of Sherlock's mouth, who had fainted, Nicole lamented from the bottom of her heart how powerful the super potion she got was.

Although Sherlock has been dragged from the indifferent high mountain to the abyss of the world by her, and his vigilance has been reduced to zero in front of her, but for Sherlock to collapse the next second after drinking coffee, this potion is indeed worthy of it. digit price.

Nicole hummed an unknown tune, pushed Sherlock into the bedroom, moaned and moved him to the bed, and then turned around to get a large box of SM props that she had hidden.

In fact, Nicole is not so angry that Sherlock changed her school, she just wanted to find an excuse to bully the arrogant and cold Mr. Detective, and add a little fun to life by the way.

……

Half an hour later, Sherlock wakes up leisurely, but Rumu is completely black.I moved my body, which was half-sitting on the bed, the aftereffect of the medicine's weakness still remained in my body, and a strange sense of restraint spread all over my body.

Nicole's blindfold blocks Sherlock's vision, which doesn't prevent him from using his other senses, which have become more sensitive, to analyze his situation.

Smooth and elastic, two and a half fingers wide soft leather—Hands were covered with leather handcuffs.

Moving the arms that were stretched out twice, there was a crisp sound of metal clashing—the hands were bound by thin chains and hung on both sides of the head of the bed, and the range of motion was between [-] cm and [-] cm.

There is the same feeling on the neck, the leather is softer and more elastic-a... collar with a string?

There is a sense of restraint from the chest to the lower abdomen, and the restraint tools are soft and silky - the body is bound by silk ribbons.

"Nicole." Sherlock spit out Nicole's name from his throat in a hoarse magnetic voice, with a tone that seemed to be angry but not angry, which made Nicole's heart numb.

With the dull "da da" sound of a string of inconspicuous high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor, the blindfolds on Sherlock's eyes were removed, and he quickly got used to the dim and soft room lighting.

Then there was the visual impact that was so strong that it made his blood boil—the silky and jade-like icy collarbone, the white and tender roundness was framed by the perfect black bra, and the rest of the alluring beauty was hidden. Under his dark gray nightgown.

Sherlock's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed involuntarily, and then turned his gray gemstone eyeballs extremely slowly to look at the girl who was far away from him... No, it should be a woman like a fallen charming angel, a stunner.

"Hey, you're awake~" Nicole lightly parted her flaming red lips, and with dexterous fingers, she ran across Sherlock's pale chest wrapped in a red ribbon.

The color difference between red and white collided, making Sherlock, who was stripped naked to only a pair of underwear, look extremely delicious.And the huge red bow on his chest makes the cold detective look like a dedicated nightclub bunny.

"What do you want to do?" Sherlock's voice was hoarse and magnetic.He unconsciously licked his lips, feeling his throat dry.

"Of course it's unwrapping presents!" Nicole stretched out her hand and slowly pulled up a ribbon, pulling the bow apart.

Suddenly, the soft and silky ribbon loosened and fell on the big snow-white bed, with a messy and loose beauty.

Nicole kissed the corner of Sherlock's mouth again, and asked coquettishly, "Am I pretty? Hmm~"

The flexible detective stared at Nicole with his eyes like the sea of ​​stars, and gave an affirmative answer: "Looks good... let go of me first, Nicole."

Sherlock's voice is gorgeous and deep, with the texture of a century-old wine in his throat, making people intoxicated.

"There are better ones~ I specially selected them carefully." Nicole threw a coquettish wink at Sherlock, but he didn't change the subject.She stood on the other side of the bed, facing the bound Sherlock.

Then, the movements of Nicole's hands are full of appetite and tempting.

Like caressing her lover's body, she slowly untied the knot at her waist, pushed aside the collar charmingly, and pulled it lightly——Sherlock's dark gray silk pajamas followed the girl's blown-breakable smooth pajamas. Skin slid to the ground.

The young and seductive perfect female body is thus exposed to the air.

The black Victoria's Secret out-of-print underwear can be described as extremely enchanting.Whether it's the black fabric or the decorations embellished on it, they seem to have life, making Nicole's uneven figure even more attractive, perfectly showing all her advantages.

What makes Sherlock even more itchy is the design of the underwear. The key parts are firmly hidden under the clothes, and the snow-white skin is looming under the black lace gauze, forming an extreme contrast.

This is the deadliest temptation for men.

——They like to tear things that block their sight with their own hands.

Nicole took the matte black short whip on the dressing table, and patted it in the palm of her hand with an excellent feel.

She clearly remembered that Irene Adler hit Sherlock with this short whip in the plot.

How enviable.

She said she was going to try everything on Sherlock when she came back.

So today... she'll keep her word.

"Nicole, don't make trouble." Sherlock watched the girl with a short leather whip kneeling on both sides of his thighs, straightened her waist and looked down at him condescendingly, like a noble queen.

Don't think that you can escape punishment with a pampering tone!

With a "snap", the short whip hit Sherlock's left chest.The crisp sound of hitting the flesh makes people tremble with excitement.A darker pink streak appeared on Sherlock's originally pale chest within a few seconds.

"I'm sorry, my dear. I didn't grasp the strength well the first time I used it. It will be fine after a few more tries~" Nicole said with a sweet smile.

"If you exert force on your wrist, reduce the swing angle by 27°, and use two-thirds of the force to make both the abuser and the abused feel the greatest pleasure." Sherlock Aside from being a little confused, what he saw in his eyes was only the gradually spreading lust and the spying on the prey hidden under the lust.

"Goodboy." Nicole rewarded verbally, while turning her wrist to follow Sherlock's prompt, and tried to swing the whip for the second time.

"I don't accept verbal rewards, Nicole." Sherlock pursed his lips slightly, with a willful look that didn't tell at all that he was the one who was tied up.

"But now I have the final say. Give up struggling, my great detective! I have taken away all the tools you can use, and you can't escape." Nicole turned her wrist, and the second whip fell on Sherlock's left chest forms a cross with the previous mark.

I don't know whether it was the strength of the whip or the whip was hanging on the little red fruit on Sherlock's chest, a soft hum came out of Sherlock's nasal cavity.

"I've always been a good student, Sherlock." Nicole threw the short whip aside, leaned down and stroked the place where Sherlock was whipped, and then bowed her head to kiss.

Fiery red lip prints intertwined with pink traces, leaving on the man's pale skin.It looks damn tempting, like eating the forbidden fruit, like being depraved and exiled.

"I know, you have never let me down." Sherlock's aura began to change, every syllable and every word of his seemed to be telling moving words of love, and his eyes began to become dangerous.

She unleashes a wicked demon.

Nicole chuckled seductively, picked up another long black shiny lambskin whip, and slammed it on the carpet with a "slap."

She may prefer her demon-taming long whip to Irene Adler's short whip.

The author has something to say:

Continue driving in the next chapter.

Some vocabulary in these two chapters may not be displayed, and I may not be able to change it immediately, because every time I click in, it says it is under review. (This makes me very helpless) [spread hands]

Then, what do you think is better for Sherlock in military uniform and Nicole?

By the way, collect an ooxx location for the above ooxx.

(Quietly, let me tell you, the following should be the most serious driving in the whole text, and also the longest driving (／ω＼＊), and it is the first and last time to drive in the most detailed way! If you drive too much, you will not feel healthy Good(:з」∠)_）