[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

This question was so embarrassing that both of them were silent.

He felt that something was wrong with him today, and he was thinking about something. When he looked at her face, he was still thinking about it. In fact, he couldn't remember this face very clearly. He knew it even with his eyes closed. What it looked like, but he was so familiar with it, he still couldn't help it, and was a little lost in thought when he looked closely.

The brush stained with liquid foundation was gently swept across the face, Ellie felt a little itchy, and her eyebrows were a little wrinkled.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head, like...

He swallowed lightly.Like covering up something.

He didn't directly use a brush to cover her lips, but stretched out his thumb to touch it lightly.

So soft.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and as if he had woken up suddenly, Sherlock put the brush aside with a quick movement, and took a moment before picking up the next one.

Ellie's taste is quite simple and rude. Her favorite is retro makeup. Although Ellie didn't say it directly, Sherlock knows that she likes beauties with deep eyebrows. When she smiles, she should have apple muscles. Slightly upward, like a princess running away, but when sullen, it looks fierce and queenly.

She is not suitable to be so fierce.

He thought, he loves to laugh so much, and laughs again when he has nothing to do, how can he become fierce.

Ellie's eyebrows are naturally curved willow-leaf eyebrows, but the eyebrows are a little lighter. Sherlock cleaned up the messy eyebrows on the side, and added a little bit of complementary color, and then prepared to paint her eye makeup.

Her light brown eyes always seemed to have a kind of gentle emotion, sometimes they were very charming, and sometimes they were cat-like, revealing some inexplicable slyness.

Eyeshadow, eyelashes, eyeliner.

He couldn't tell at first whether he liked her before makeup or she looked better after makeup but...

Wait, like?

Sherlock nearly knocked off the mascara when his hands shook.

Ellie half-lowered her eyes and didn't notice, and she didn't know what happened to Sherlock.

What's next?Blush and contouring?

He allowed himself to concentrate, but concentrating on her face seemed to bring a greater inattention, and Sherlock couldn't tell his own mood.

Finally he picked up the lipstick.

The retro style that Ellie likes has always been paired with big red lips.

He hesitated for a second, which was a bit long for him.

The lip brush was put away, he put the lipstick on his hand, and then smudged it on her lips, watching her lips become red because of his fingers, just like when he was applying blush for her Her face turned pink a little.

What he was sure of was that he didn't want others to see her good-looking.

It looks great even without makeup.

"Close your eyes, I'll fix your eye makeup, I haven't finished it just now," he said.

at her

"Okay, look yourself in the mirror."

Sherlock turned around the entire chair as if hiding something, moved the chair back, and picked up everything again.

Ellie was also a little uneasy: "Hey, where is the mirror?"

"Toilet."

Sherlock replied without looking back.

Ellie glanced at the small door in the room, hesitated for a while, and pushed the door in. When she turned on the light, she was so beautiful in the mirror... She stared blankly at herself and almost forgot to blink.

shit.

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.

Is this Elizabeth Sue?

This is obviously Little Hepburn in London, Vivien Leigh in England, and Joey Wang in Europe! ! ! !

Oh my god!

At that moment, that ambiguous emotion was completely overwhelmed by his own charm.

She thinks it's fine to talk about any kind of love, who can have her own good-looking narcissism.

Really, seriously.

She didn't even dare to touch her face, feeling like she was going to be done if she touched it.

Sherlock counted down in his heart.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I don't know how to be a little quieter, to be worthy of my noble and cold face.Sherlock pushed back the makeup case, and looked at Ellie intently.

after awhile.

Well, it's not quiet if it's not quiet.

It's really pretty.

He turned his face away: "Go to the study and read a book for a while."

"What book to read? Is the book as good as mine?"

The little girl was so happy that she was about to take off from the corners of her eyes and brows, she deliberately leaned close to Sherlock, holding her cheeks and blinking her eyes.

Sherlock's heart stopped beating for a moment, and then he roared wildly.

"you sure?"

he heard himself say.

so calm?Allie suddenly felt a little lost.

Hey, but she obviously thinks she looks super good-looking, it's because she saw the makeup before that's why she was so indifferent to her.

Hi, so angry.

"You don't praise me for being good-looking." She turned her face away.

"childish."

He snorted softly, and walked to the door of the bedroom without looking at her anyway.

"Do you want to sleep in my room?"

"Who wants to sleep in your bed." She retorted subconsciously.

……

what

Is it too direct.

Ellie was a little dazed.

Sherlock was also a little dazed.

Prosperous in a trance.

At this moment, Sherlock was well focused on Ellie's face.

"I'm pretty good at makeup."

He said something vaguely and walked out of the room.

Huh, it's just Tsundere, saying that he has good makeup skills, but it's because she is good-looking.

Ellie, who was in a beautiful mood, didn't care about anything, and bouncing to Sherlock's side half holding Sherlock's hand: "Just say that I look good and I will die."

will not.

I'm a little sorry for my thin skin when I say it.

I'm a little sorry for my conscience for saying bad things.

Listening to Ellie's chirping, the two walked to the study together.

The moment he turned around, he saw the color of her lips, bright red, gorgeous and tickling.Why did he choose such a color, why does she like this.

he thinks.

Maybe he still likes her original lip color, not too thick, but.

He can make her red.

What is he thinking.

The two people who entered the study finally calmed down, and Sherlock ignored Ellie and let Ellie pick up the books to read.

Allie realized that Sherlock's study room was like a library. There were all kinds of books. She also found the math books that Sherlock had lent her before, and took them out to read the odds and ends. There are some notes she jotted down.She was a little embarrassed, thinking that if she had known that everything had been properly stored like this, she shouldn't have left too many traces.

After flipping through it for a while, I felt that I probably couldn't concentrate on writing math problems today, so I just wanted to read math-related derivatives, economics, maybe she wasn't particularly interested.

She didn't know that a certain side of her face had been recorded in his cell phone.

"Xiali, are there any books on computers here?" She called to him.

"The bottom row of the cabinet for math books."

>>>>>>>>

"Obviously you are the one who puts on my makeup, but you are the one who has been acting weird all the time. How can I have any weird movements? I have been concentrating on my studies that day." Ellie thought it was funny, "Come on, I'm going to eat, starving."

Sherlock let go of his hand obediently: "Yeah, study hard, and then get more tired of chemistry and biology, and fall in love with computers."

Ellie turned her head and glanced at him: "So what, you want to cure me?"

Without waiting for Sherlock's answer, he ran to the dining table by himself.

There's no cure for her, really.

In fact, throughout Sherlock's life, he has never been a face control, and there are definitely women who are more beautiful than Ellie. Maybe he was just interested in her from the beginning.

He has seen the pitiful and pitiful suspected victims who occupy the faces of angels with their deep femme heart hidden, and he has also seen the kindness and beauty under the ugly faces. He has seen too much in the detective industry, not everyone's heart can understand. to match its appearance.

He had learned early on not to be fooled by appearances.

But he has to admit that when he realized that his feelings for Ellie were different, when he realized that he might not be just a simple friendship, that was the day when he personally dressed Ellie up, When she cautiously opened her eyes to look at him.

She was wearing a blue chiffon dress that day, and the soft fabric made her look hazy and indistinct. She sat on his bed, obediently let him do what he did, spoke softly, and moistened her eyes with those pair of water. Moist eyes looked at him.

His first... object was her.

That night he dreamed of her, in his room, sitting by his bed, also obediently, letting him do whatever he wanted, but it wasn't makeup.

She raised her face, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off her hair rope, her hair fell all over her shoulders, he remembered the touch of her hair.

And then she did sleep in his bed.

That's where he's lying now.

He was awakened by that strange excitement.

He knows what it's like.

It was that day that he realized that his feelings might not be able to stop the car.

It made him a little frustrated, and a little strangely happy.

He got up from the bed, rolled up the sheets, changed into a suit of underwear, and lay down on the bed again.

The little girl's touch seemed to be still in the palm of her hand.

From that day on, he planned how to trap the little girl.

Allie sat down at the table to eat breakfast.

She was in a very good mood after recalling the memories, she thought, just because Sherlock made her look so good that day, she felt that this person, others said that his cold attitude towards people was bad, and he was not good at anything except studying. No, but it's really good for her.

He would tie her hair, do her makeup, and give her earrings.

Hey, I really haven't given Sherlock anything before. When high school starts, I must find an excuse to give him a gift or something.

She couldn't help laughing.

She remembered that she thought at the time that she couldn't just give him a gift, that would be too obvious, and in the end she figured out who was promoted from the same class to the same class in the same high school—although there were only four Individuals - She sent a pendant each.

Sherlock was quite happy when he received her gift, but found that everyone sometimes sulked with her for a few days.

At that time, Ellie almost didn't realize it, and when she realized it, she would talk about it and tell him that other people's pendants were bought casually, and the one given to him was made by herself.

Sherlock was barely shunned, and nodded reluctantly.

Then reluctantly told her.

The earrings were also made by him.

Ellie said I know.

you do not know.

He said his name was written on it.

He had already marked her.

When he didn't even know it.

The author has something to say: I have long wanted to write this kind of plot

i really

Defiled the god

Kowtow to the male god, but I think normal teenagers will go through it (Hey, I seem to understand it, but I don’t understand anything)

Come on, comment and add more

Thirty comments, I dare not say forty comments again...

ballball you guys let me feel the warmth of the message area

Yesterday I crawled into other people's big comment area and felt very envious, although I know I don't have a plot and I'm still very ooc...

In the end, the name is written on the side of the earrings, which is the one written by Sherlock after Ellie lost it once before, and there is a little bit of preparation there.

fixed a bug

Woj

When I wrote European Wang Zuxian, I thought it would be funny if it was called Wang Zulan

Then I really made a mistake...don't laugh at me!It's over!