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

Lydia's back was straight, she was wearing her pajamas, her hair was combed into two ponytails, her eyes were watery, she looked cute and innocent.

Tony rubbed his sore neck, reached out to take the ice pack handed over by the little clumsy hand, and put it on the back of his neck.Being unable to move all night and being forced to study is really an unfriendly memory.

However, being unfriendly can't be better than being interrupted when you are about to show off your masculinity!

The point is, the other lady also seems to be terrified now.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Tony took off the ice pack and said aloud, "How did you keep the two of us on the bed?" Reading computer programming books, but also leaning on his girlfriend's chest!

Come on, he hasn't enjoyed those soft boobs yet!It's nice of her to come uninvited!

"I, I'm actually sleepwalking." Lydia knew she was wrong, and the two of them were not that familiar.It's really embarrassing when this happens now.

Tony put down the ice pack in his hand and said aloud: "Don't try to lie to me! My house has no record of your intrusion, nor any video. So, how did you avoid those cameras and suddenly appear at my house? Unless you Has superpowers."

"I... I don't know either." Lydia said guiltily, "But I'm sure, I'm sleepwalking!"

Tony's brown pupils looked at Lydia for a while, and then he put down his crossed legs, looked at Lydia and said, "I can let you go. But I have one condition."

"What? As long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you." After Lydia said this, she regretted it. Just when she was about to add something, Tony, who was sitting opposite, stood up. He looked at Lydia condescendingly, with a little excitement in his eyes.

"Draw some blood."

Thinking that the richest man in the United States would come up with some perverted ideas, Lydia nodded hastily and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's your expression?" Tony didn't miss the expression on Lydia's face at all.

"Nothing! It's just longing and reverence!" Lydia hurriedly straightened her back again.

Lydia was dropped off by Tony's driver, Happy Hogan.

While driving, Happy looked at the little girl from the rearview mirror from time to time. The little girl who had her finger pricked was wrinkled the whole time, holding her finger up in pain.

She is really a delicate little princess.

But Lydia in the back seat was secretly delighted in her heart!If my father saw that he was hurt, he would definitely feel sorry for himself... right?

Thinking of Sherlock's face, Lydia couldn't help crying.

Dad certainly won't believe it.

Happy's driving skills are not bad.It didn't take long from Tony's house to Lydia's house.He got out of the car and opened the car door for Lydia before walking away.

Lydia, who was standing downstairs, struggled for a long time before going upstairs.Just like all the children who came home late, he paced nervously in the elevator, thinking about what kind of rhetoric he should use to make Sherlock believe in him.

Lydia had just stood at the door when the door was opened from the inside.Sherlock's gray-blue eyes scanned Lydia up and down, and he turned slightly to let her in.

"Oh, my God! Lydia, where have you been! Do you know that we are all very worried about you!" Watson saw Lydia, put his hand in his arms, and patted her slightly panting. With Liang's back, he whispered: "Say sorry to your father, he has been worried all morning."

Lydia rubbed her fingers, turned around slowly, raised her head slightly to look at Sherlock, her big eyes were watery, like a dog that tore apart the furniture.

"Sorry dad." Lydia said in a low voice.

Sherlock stood still and looked at Lydia for a while, then said aloud: "After I come back tonight, I hope we can have a good chat and talk about your sleepwalking."

He didn't really believe Lydia was sick at all.

Since Sherlock came to Lydia's side, he has installed many cameras in the house.And these cameras, which can capture various places in the house, did not capture any plot of Lydia coming out of the house.

This is magical.

Thinking of this, Sherlock grabbed his coat and put it on, opened the door and went out.

Could it be Lydia's mother?

Lydia didn't expect to send Sherlock away so easily, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.After hurriedly entering his room and changing his clothes, he took a taxi to school.

Today is the last day of club arrangement, and this time the funds are sufficient.It was relatively simple to prepare, so they set up three crime scenes this time, rented three school rooms, and recruited three students in each room.The three students are all from the acting department, and the three people in each room are suspects, and each has its own separate script.One of them is the real murderer, and the friend who finds the real murderer will get a visit ticket to Stark's workshop.

This visit ticket was naturally provided by Stark Corporation, and after Peter posted the news on his Twitter, it quickly attracted the attention of many people!Some of them are current arms dealers in the United States.

It would do them no harm if they could take a tour of Stark's workshop.

The three of them cleaned up all afternoon, and after setting up the venue, they breathed a sigh of relief.Peter ran errands to buy pizza delivery, and the two of them sat in the classroom to ease their mentality after exercising.

"Tomorrow should be fine."

“It will be great for sure!”

After the three of them finished decorating the room, they separated.Lydia was a little nervous on the way home. She could have taken a taxi, but she didn't reach out, carried her bag on her back, and walked home.

However, even walking home.It's always going to be home. When I got home and saw Sherlock sitting on the sofa, Lydia obediently put down her schoolbag and sat opposite him.

"I said, I really feel like I'm sleepwalking." Lydia said helplessly, frowning.

Sherlock leaned against the back of the sofa, put one hand on the sofa seat and lightly lit it, his eyes fell on Lydia and said aloud: "Don't be nervous. I don't think we have talked about anything all this time. matter."

The effect on the second day was of course very good.You know, Stark Factory has already helped them promote it on Twitter.If this is not good, it is really unreasonable.

However, the results on the second day were about the same as they had imagined.The room of their reasoning club is so good that there is a long queue. Everyone is dressed as a student, and some are wearing suits, obviously not from the school.

Stark's publicity is indeed very good!

Apart from these, there were some faces that Lydia was very familiar with in the crowd, such as Sherlock and Watson.

However, when she saw the two of them, Lydia couldn't be happy at all. She lowered her head slightly. What happened yesterday was really shocking.She didn't know what to do, and how to face her father next.

Or, could she still call him daddy?

The author has something to say: Thank you for the grenade that hasn't come yet~ Meme!Thank you spicy~

Thank you Mint Grass, Tianya Haijiao, Shen Yan Shen Si Shen Si for the nutrient solution!Comrades, I have done the nutrient solution!You are free!

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I've been a little lethargic lately, because I want to have a tooth extraction QAQ on Monday.I've had medical checkups and consultations before.But it was the first time to have my teeth extracted, and I was afraid that she would make me wait, because I wanted to go to work QAQ immediately after the extraction.So, the inside of my head is now covered with tooth extraction.Nothing else can get in!Crying.But I read all the comments on QAQ, and I will reply slowly later.

Allow me to slow down, but please leave a message!Ask for collection! !Say you love me! ! _(:з」∠)_

PS: Can you guess who Lydia's mother is?

Little Lily is looking for her mother~ Mmm!good!