[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

Tom groaned and groaned for a long time without making a sound. This kind of high-spirited mature expression seemed to be amused on his little face, at least his parents couldn't help laughing.

Tom felt more distressed in an instant, as if he was ten years older, but it was a good thing Mary would not laugh at him.

——Wait, wait, Mary, what are you laughing at? Smile, smile!

For the sake of your pretty smile, I won't... and I won't blame you╭(╯^╰)╮

Ellie nearly laughed all the way down the table.

The more Tom thought about it, the more angry he became: "Mom! I won't eat!"

"Oh no, baby, you can't be taller than dad if you don't eat. After all, mom still lags behind in height. I'm worried about you, Tom?" Ellie held back her laugh, feeling her stomach It's going to be a bunch.

Sherlock didn't think it was so funny at first, but he also found it a little funny looking at Ellie's unbearable expression, so he deliberately showed a contemptuous expression to Tom.

Tom: "I'm full."

"What did you eat and you're full?" Ellie glanced at the plate on Tom's table, and nothing was touched except for the most annoying little tomato.

Hahahahahahaha Tom is so stupid, he always eats the most hated things first and then can't eat the things he likes.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

She won't say it.

Ellie kicked off the slippers maliciously, and hooked her feet to harass Sherlock's calf.

Sherlock's calf went stiff, but he didn't say anything.

Tom said sullenly: "I haven't eaten anything and I've eaten dog food."

Ellie finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell down on the dining table hahahahahahaha.

Tom felt even angrier.

"Mary Sue, let's go!"

He jumped off the chair and pushed his sister's chair and ran, as if someone was chasing him, the chubby back looked very gratifying.

Sherlock didn't stop him, anyway, Tom is a ghost, if he is really hungry, he will run to the kitchen to find something to eat secretly.

Looking helplessly at Ellie who couldn't straighten up with laughter, he beckoned and called Robert next to him and asked him to prepare some food and keep it warm in the kitchen, and then looked at the person at home who was already smiling. The guy who can't do it is a little helpless.

"Okay, before your facial nerves are completely blunted to acetylcholine, I have to confirm that the mistress of the Holmes family won't starve to death because she missed a dinner... Ellie, concentrate on eating, it's almost cold. "

Ellie picked up the fork and unceremoniously pulled Sherlock's plate towards her.

Sherlock is not like Ellie, who listens to stories and tells stories when he listens to stories. He cuts up the beef, and Ellie eats it bite by bite with a fork.

Sherlock didn't say anything, just took the knife and fork again, and cut the beef neatly.

After Ellie finished eating, she watched Robert put away the plate, and then asked with interest: "Xiali, did you like me at that time?"

She just suddenly became curious again, because Ellie didn't ask any results before, including when they got married.

At this point, Ellie is like any ordinary little girl, wondering when her boyfriend/husband likes her and what she likes about herself.

After all, girls like to soak in honey pots, and they are born to like sweet talk.

Hahahaha.

Sherlock fell silent suddenly.

"I'll talk to you tonight."

Ellie suddenly had some bad premonitions.

What Sherlock said, what he said at night, was usually what he wanted to say at a specific place.For example, what bedroom, what bed.

What kind of good things can be said if you can stay until this time.

This time!You can't believe what the man said!Unbelievable! ! ! !

Ellie felt her whole body becoming irritable.

Sherlock: ... Tsk, I'm going to tease her with a single word.

I really don't know where I got the guts to tease me blindly.

Take it at night.

Slowly, he fed the last piece of steak into his mouth with the fork, and then put down the knife and fork.

"Need to exercise?" Sherlock smiled slightly, "Watch TV for a while, and then go to the equipment room for a while?"

Ellie still doesn't understand what that means.

"For the sake of your health, Ellie, I am willing to sacrifice half an hour of my time watching TV with you in exchange for your next hour of exercise time."

Ellie was a little suspicious, but finally agreed: "But I won't watch TV anymore, I want to play games."

Sherlock is not surprised, some occasions that are inconvenient for Ellie to go - certain occasions that are not suitable for women - Sherlock will leave Ellie outside to wait, Ellie likes to use these times to read books or play games What, the rhythm game, the dress-up game, the card-drawing game, how many touches, if Ellie's knowledge is not behind, or Sherlock will really despise it to death.

But Sherlock does not deny that the game is good for the brain in some respects, otherwise Ellie would have died of stupidity.

In the living room, the TV was turned on, and it was tuned to the news channel symbolically. Sherlock took the phone and checked the email while listening to the news absently. He also checked Ellie's game progress when it was loading.

Ellie's fingers are not very flexible, and she can't play rhythm games well, but...

She is OCD again.

This is terrible.

If one is broken, I want to start over. Clearing the level is more difficult than climbing to the sky. I can't beat allbo.

After realizing that Sherlock's gaze fell on the phone, Ellie raised her head and felt wronged: "Help me through this, please? This song is so bad that I'm about to vomit quq."

Sherlock put the phone aside as soon as it was locked, and took Ellie's phone.

"What conditions?"

"What kind of conditions are there for an old couple..." Allie clicked her tongue in disgust.

Sherlock made a gesture to return the phone.

"Well, what are the conditions, you say you say it." Ellie pushed back again.

"In the equipment room later, you can practice whatever you want, and you are not allowed to complain." He was rare and concise without ridiculing.

That's it, Ellie felt a little speechless: "Okay, let's play quickly."

Sherlock clicked on the game and drummed the verbs in a clear rhythm. Sherlock a little disliked this song, which made people feel very unreasonable. The feeling of ghosts reminded him of Moriarty suddenly.

Anyway, not a good memory.

It's faster but not too difficult.

Ellie originally wanted to come out of Sherlock's arms, but Sherlock himself didn't dislike the many people in front of him getting in the way, playing games was extremely smooth, and Ellie watched the perfects. Generally, this rhythm is tut tut.

Suddenly I remembered...

groove.

Damn it's okay, old man. What kind of rhythm is the male figure thief Lado doing.

All of a sudden, Ellie remembered a long-ago instrument room play.

groove.

I don't feel good tonight.

Seeing the big "allbo" displayed on the game, Ellie looked up at Sherlock with some hesitation.

"Can I take back the terms?"

Of course Sherlock knew what Ellie was thinking, he sneered: "It seems that your memory was not deep enough last time, so you didn't react...Maybe it was not exciting enough to make you forget too quickly, today I think it deepened one time--"

"Take back the conditions?"

"late."

He locked Ellie's phone and held up his hand.

Ellie reached out and wanted to grab it.

"Isn't it shameful? I'm ashamed in front of my son."

Sure enough, the background is Tom quietly pushing the stroller through the living room.

"Tom, if you want to do the experiment today, do it yourself, and be quiet with Mary, and leave the things you can't handle to the nurse..." Sherlock watched Ellie withdraw her hand resentfully, and quickly raised his lips, and then moved Ellie Stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, "What about me, supervise Ellie to exercise, don't bother...Understand?"

Tom turned his head away, pretended he didn't hear anything, and ran away pushing the pram.

Sherlock got up and pulled up the guy who was slumped on the sofa: "Let's go, the rest of the time is mine."

……

In fact, Ellie has a relatively indifferent attitude towards fitness. She thought that she would be healthy if she occasionally went for a run, but after she lived with Sherlock, Sherlock stared at her. She should go to the gym. □What should I drink...fried?sugar?Don't even think about it.

Later, after Ellie's physique improved a lot, the boundaries were relaxed.

Ellie secretly felt that Sherlock deliberately made her slack off because she felt that she was too good to attract men outside.Tsk, she has already seen through Sherlock's scheming.

There is an equipment room at home, and Ellie agrees, and Sherlock sometimes supervises Ellie's exercise.

But about the equipment room prey.

It's a painful memory.

Ah, probably that day.

Well, Tom was about...almost three years old at the time.Sherlock coaxed the person into the room easily, and then with a mysterious "I'll show you a big baby" expression on her face, she went to the equipment room to take a look, and then it turned out to be... fitness equipment?General chair?WTF?

"Don't you like to do sit-ups or crunches?" Sherlock raised his chin slightly and looked at me, I know you better, "I cleared the suspicion for the owner of the gym in yesterday's case, in order to express to me Thank you, he provided this, you can train your waist and abdomen."

Ellie always felt a little weird, feeling that Sherlock was not... such a caring person.

But Sherlock never lied to her.

Ah yes, Sherlock did not lie, he helped the gym owner clear the suspicion, the gym owner expressed his gratitude, and he provided "this"... "this" means that the general chair has other magical functions.

"How to use this?" Ellie was a little puzzled.

Sherlock hooked his lips.

"Hold on first," Sherlock said directly, clamping Ellie's hand on the armrest, watched Ellie stand up in front of the equipment, and then pushed her waist to let her lean on the cushion behind her, "raise her legs Just fine."

Ellie didn't understand, and Sherlock didn't waste his time talking. His lips were a little dry, so he moistened them: "I'll show you."

Ellie came out obediently and watched Sherlock demonstrate.Sherlock was very straightforward, leaning on his back after putting his hands up, his legs were suspended in the air.

Curved belly.Ellie understood immediately.

"If I do this, will my arms be unable to hold up..." Ellie hesitated a little.

Sherlock's voice was a little low: "It's okay, I'll support you...you can lean on the back pad a little more, and borrow your strength."

There was an indiscernible pause in his voice.

"Let's do eight first."

Ellie hesitates to start the first...

As soon as her legs were lifted up, she couldn't help but hum.

Sherlock looked as usual, still staring at Ellie's face.

Out of selfishness, he didn't tell Ellie that he wanted to look at the fitness equipment. Ellie is now wearing pajamas at home, which is more convenient for her to do things.

Ellie's face turned red.

Sherlock knew what she was thinking.

Ellie felt something was wrong when she was doing the first one, and that strange feeling rushed to her head... She was a little... familiar with this feeling.

She glanced at Sherlock, who had been watching her, standing right in front of her.

"Stand aside, I'm not in the mood." She didn't know that her voice had changed.

Sherlock was very honest at this time and stood aside.

Ellie usually looks carefree when she talks, and sometimes she is not taboo about meat and vegetables, but at this time she doesn't want Sherlock to know that she...

Even though she thinks she might not be able to hide it.

Sherlock didn't keep his hands idle even after he stood to the side. When Ellie raised her legs, he just put his hands under her thighs to make her lift a little higher.

He originally thought she could do eight, but when it came to the seventh, Sherlock's hands were not ready to support Ellie, and Ellie squatted on the ground with her legs limp.

The shy red pink spread from behind the ears to the neck.

He also squatted down: "Is it comfortable?"

Ellie's mind was almost blank.

"It's my turn," he said.

Captain's Chair

40% chance of stressful orgasm

Coincidentally, Ellie belongs to this 40%

……

Then, today.

Ellie, who was in front of the captain's chair who had not been led to the corner, finished her warm-up with trepidation, and then asked Sherlock to do a few sets of full-body training, just when she thought she had escaped a catastrophe.

She's standing in front of the machine that's giving her so much fun.

Her husband was holding on to the railing on one side of the machine, his eyes darkened as if he wanted to eat someone.

Ah, another perfect day.

Going to bed at nine o'clock.

The author has something to say: Push the new article again, the author's column is the original work of Fu Tongren, bg

When I finish this book, I start to save the manuscript. I hope that I can continue the plot without being completely carried away by writing too much sweetness, and strive to be worthy of my idol Daifuku.

Seeing that the collection seems to be increasing

I'm thinking about whether to play a small game of commenting and updating

in spite of

heart

Full of

Psychological shadow

Anyway, forget it today

Tomorrow, I will take the fourth-level oral exam

I will not let you see if there are archived manuscripts

The reason is of course

i'm bad

what

car

Also want

brake halfway

This captainchair finally echoes the previous article, so it won’t be harmonized if it’s so obscure?

By the way, when do you think it is appropriate to end?My own plan is to confess in high school, and in reality, a wedding is almost enough... Do you think there is anything missing?If not, I will continue to write according to this.

After all, this is a reader service type sugar article

It's just to satisfy the author's selfish desire to fall in love with Sherlock... (I don't know whether the point is to fall in love with Sherlock or want to fall in love)

Hey, I seem to have spoiled the spoiler