Every day I wake up and find that my sleeping position is wrong [Comprehensive]

Lydia had already changed her clothes and was sitting on the sofa. Sherlock was sitting opposite her, and he had been looking at her for an hour.With a clear cough, Lydia was interrupted by Sherlock raising his hand just as she was about to speak.

"To be precise, I don't want to hear any sophistry from you." Sherlock leaned on the back of the sofa, his gray-blue eyes looked at Lydia countless times.

Watson on one side looked at Sherlock looking at the criminal and Lydia, and sat beside Sherlock holding a cup, "Don't be like this Sherlock, at least you still have to listen to her explanation We all know that Lydia is not that kind of child."

Sherlock tapped his cheek twice with his fingers, then sat up straight, raised his chin to signal Lydia to speak.But just when Lydia was about to speak, Sherlock stretched out his hand again, "Don't lie."

Lydia didn't even think about the fact that she was going to lie, so she organized her words and said, "I feel like I'm sleepwalking..."

Before Lydia could finish speaking, Sherlock held his chin and sneered.

Looking at him, Lydia knew that Sherlock didn't believe in herself at all.Her little face was wrinkled together, and when she was about to speak, Sherlock who was opposite said again, "Don't act like a baby!"

After Lydia pursed her lips and glanced at Sherlock, she turned to Watson beside her.

Watson's pitiful big eyes on Lydia had completely softened, and he stood up and hugged Lydia in his arms, "Okay, Sherlock, look at Lydia!"

"I'm telling the truth!" Lydia hugged Watson, frowned and looked sideways at Sherlock, "Don't be so nervous, Lydia is not young anymore, even falling in love is quite normal. "

"No!" Lydia broke free from Watson's arms and said angrily, "I don't want to fall in love with Peter. That guy doesn't do as many exercises as I do."

"What we want is actual combat!" Sherlock stood up suddenly, put one hand on Lydia's small head, subconsciously rubbed her golden hair, and said aloud: "Well, we've been here for so long , I'm really hungry. Is there anything I can eat?"

"Do you want to go out to eat?" Sherlock knew how picky he was.

"Huh?" Sherlock suddenly stopped rolling his sleeves, looked at Lydia and asked, "Do you often go out to eat?"

Lydia hastily pursed her lips, screaming in her heart that it was not good, that she was throwing herself into a trap.

Sherlock stood still, "I hope I can find something to eat in your refrigerator."

"There must be!" Seeing Sherlock's back, Lydia looked sideways at Watson, "How is Mary?"

Speaking of his wife, Watson had a happy and a little shy expression on his face, "She is very good and misses you very much. She always asks when you will come back."

"This year's annual leave, I think I should be able to go back." Lydia was helpless, paused for a moment and asked as if thinking of something: "How is the work this time?"

"It's ready." The main reason for Watson and Sherlock to come to the United States this time is a transnational case, and the two were invited to handle a case.

"However, that group of Americans may not accept you so easily."

"This...we speak with strength."

The three of them went out for lunch, and Sherlock cooked the dinner, which was so exquisite that Lydia couldn't bear to eat it.And Sherlock was obviously pleased by Lydia's excited look, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, then he straightened his back and picked up the knife and fork.

"congratulate……"

"Happy birthday!" Before Sherlock could finish speaking, Lydia spoke first, looking at Sherlock excitedly.

Sherlock glanced sideways at Lydia, and then raised the cup in his hand. Seeing this, Lydia hurriedly reached out to touch the two of them.

After eating, Lydia naturally went to clean up.Then the remaining two prepare to pack up and rest.

Although this trip was to help, neither of them seemed so nervous.And it was very relaxing. Watson even held a book of travel notes in the United States. If he wanted to see what interesting places were nearby, he could look around while looking for clues.

As for Sherlock, after lying in his room and reading for a while, the door was knocked open.Lydia, who was wearing pajamas, stood at the door with a smile in her eyes, holding a quilt in her hand, and couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"No!" Sherlock closed the book and said very seriously, "Go to sleep in your room."

"But……"

"Lydia, you're an adult!" Sherlock pulled off the blindfold on his head, turned off the light, put his hands on his lower abdomen and said loudly, "Sleep."

Lydia stayed at the door for a while, and when she was about to step forward cautiously, Sherlock on the bed suddenly said, "There is nothing wrong with my ears, and I can still hear your breathing."

Lydia returned to her room limply like an eggplant beaten by frost.

As a member of the Holmes family, Lydia couldn't live in a bad place.She lived on the top floor of a skyscraper in the heart of New York.In addition to four or five rooms, there is an outdoor swimming pool and a small garden, and Filipino maids clean up the rooms here regularly.

only……

One is too big for a little girl.Lydia was tossing and turning on the bed. If she really had sleepwalking, it would be quite normal. She lived in a big house and slept on a big bed a few meters away, but she was still unhappy!No one tells himself a story at night.

Thinking of this, Lydia couldn't help kicking the quilt.I hate it, Dad is at home, and he doesn't tell her bedtime stories!

Probably because he complained a lot, his mind was a little tired, and he fell asleep not long after.

Sherlock has not been so familiar with sleeping all year round, so when a breathing sound appeared in his room, Sherlock woke up immediately.After taking off the blindfold, he looked sideways at the door.Lydia's eyes were shining brightly, holding a pillow in her hand and a book in her arms. After seeing Sherlock wake up, she climbed onto his bed in three steps.

"Dad tell me bedtime stories!"

What?Didn't he just say, no way! ?

"Oh, okay!" What the hell! ?The expression on Sherlock's face was a little puzzled, but his body seemed to be out of control, reaching out to take the fairy tale book.Lydia hurriedly got under the quilt, clutching the quilt with both hands, leaving only a pair of big eyes outside, as if she was ready.

After Sherlock was puzzled, his eyes were 'forced' to look at the book in his hand.

What the hell! !Why Bedtime Stories Are Going Higher Functions!

Ok?However, it is indeed like her daughter.

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