Of course, the pajama incident couldn't be hidden for long, and Helen soon realized that something was wrong.

When Helen wanted to take the pajamas to take a bath, but she didn't find a pajamas in the closet.

She couldn't help looking at Sherlock who was sitting on the bedside casually flipping through a book and asked, "Sherlock, where is my pajamas? Did you forget to buy them?"

Sherlock didn't even raise his head, and said indifferently: "Aren't there many in the closet? Didn't you see it?"

"A lot, where? I really can't find it."

After hearing Sherlock's words, Helen searched again without giving up, but she still didn't see a pajamas in the closet.

Sherlock snapped the book shut and put it on the bedside. He got up and walked over, and took a shirt out of the closet with his fingers.

He handed it to Helen's eyes and said solemnly, "Isn't this what it is?"

Helen looked at Sherlock in disbelief, but Sherlock's tone couldn't be more normal, as if she was the one who shouldn't be surprised.

"You want me to wear your shirt?"

Helen didn't take it over, and the resistance on her face couldn't be more obvious.

"Don't worry, it's new."

Sherlock thought Helen was rejecting this, so he opened his mouth to explain.

Helen did have part of the reason why she couldn't accept it, but there was also, anyway, the shirt of the same style as Sherlock made her use it as pajamas, oh no!

Helen couldn't help but shook her head at Sherlock: "Sherlock, I don't want to wear this kind of pajamas, have you bought any other ones?"

And Sherlock's answer to Helen was also very crisp: "No. I don't mind you being naked and wearing nothing. You know that sleeping in bed is good for your body, right?"

Helen: "..." You don't mind me!

She looked at Sherlock's ruthless back who had turned around accusingly, and she knew in her heart that this was planned by Sherlock long ago, and she just stepped in so stupidly.

Damn Sherlock, Helen gritted her teeth and stared at him, but she really had nothing to do with him.

Helen could only carry the shirt into the bathroom in aggrieved manner, but she didn't see Sherlock's pursed lips with his head lowered.

This time, Helen didn't keep Sherlock waiting for a long time, and the bath time was normal.

Although Sherlock's 1 meter tall Sherlock's shirt is equivalent to a nightdress for Helen who is only in her early 1 meters, but it is still different from a real nightdress after all, making Helen very uncomfortable.

Especially even though the shirt was new, Helen still felt that she was tightly wrapped by Sherlock's breath.

And this is exactly Sherlock's purpose, although what he wants more in his heart is to let Helen put on his own shirt after finishing the work, but it is still a bit difficult to achieve this goal at present.

Sherlock's shirt just covered Helen's thighs, there was no problem underneath, but there was a big problem above.

Not to mention that the sleeves were too long, so Helen had to roll them up several times.

It's the buttoned chest, the white shirt, and you can't wear cute clothes while sleeping. It really shows the curvature and shape, which is really a shame.

So when Helen came out, she had no choice but to cover her chest with her hands to hide it.

Hearing the sound of Helen's approaching footsteps, Sherlock raised his head proactively this time.

He hadn't seen Helen wearing his white shirt yet, so he was really looking forward to it.

When Helen shyly appeared in his eyes, Sherlock's eyes were indeed filled with astonishment, which made him stare blankly for a moment.

The effect Helen wears on her body is really great, half-covered and hazy beauty.

Although there was nothing about her that he hadn't seen, such a Helen was still very attractive to Sherlock.

Helen walked over with her head buried and her chest covered, but she still couldn't ignore Sherlock's scorching gaze on her.

In the past, she was inexperienced and didn't understand the meaning of Sherlock's eyes, but now Helen understands somewhat.

Doesn't the look in Sherlock's eyes now mean that he is very interested in himself?

As for what kind of interest it is, now it's late at night, and they share the same bed, needless to say?

No, it was done just now, and it was the first time, Helen absolutely didn't want to have sex with Sherlock again so soon.

Regarding this matter, Helen felt that she and Sherlock had to reiterate it, and it was best to confirm the frequency of intercourse.

Although for Helen, she thinks once a month is the best.

But relying on Sherlock's energy, Helen knew in her heart that this was just her own delusion.

Under Sherlock's red eyes, Helen pressed her chest uncomfortably, and couldn't help but want to pull down the shirt to cover her thighs.

Because Helen clearly felt that Sherlock's stay here was not short.

Helen finally walked to the bed with difficulty, she quickly pulled the quilt and hid in the bed.

Helen wrapped herself tightly so that no matter what beauty she had on her body was covered, only her fair and rosy face after a bath was exposed outside.

"Are you so defensive? Haven't you already done what you should or should not do?"

Seeing Helen's guarded look, Sherlock sneered. He closed the book and put it on the bedside table, turned down the lamp, and lifted the quilt to get into bed.

"I know, but, Sherlock, I'm expressing that I don't want to do it tonight." Helen said firmly with her back to Sherlock without turning around.

"How horny do you think I am? Would I not know it was your first time?"

Sherlock turned Helen's shoulder to hold it, staring straight into Helen's eyes.

However, Sherlock's words caused Helen's eyes to wander for a moment, um, he was really hungry, and he was very immoral and insane.

All of a sudden, Helen felt a little bad all over. This was judging her boyfriend. Why are there all these words?

Helen's expression fully explained everything. Sherlock pinched her nose angrily and said, "If I don't want to touch you, you should cry. And if I'm full, I won't have the risk of cheating."

Helen: "..." Sherlock, is it really okay for you to promote yourself like this?

But the problem is that Helen still thinks what he said makes sense, my God, this is going crazy!

"Then, the degree to which you are fed?"

Helen looked at Sherlock timidly and whispered.

She always felt that Sherlock's answer would be terrible, and she couldn't bear it.

The corners of Sherlock's lips were raised, and his eyes were bright: "When I want, you have to satisfy me."

While saying this in a low voice, Sherlock slowly lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Helen's.

This is obviously a very warm gesture, which will make people feel warm in the heart.

But given that what Sherlock said was terrifying to Helen, it's good that Helen didn't show any panic.

When he wants?Helen felt that Sherlock wanted too much.

Helen was really puzzled, why would an otaku like Sherlock, who has an irregular diet and serious bad habits, have such good physical fitness?

His energy is too strong, and most of the time there is no place to vent, and now after having a girlfriend... .

God, Helen now finally understands what Mrs. Hudson meant in the first place.

"Sherlock, shall we once a week?"

Helen had no choice but to reach out her hand to Sherlock's chest, and looked at him pleadingly.

Sherlock pulled Helen's hand up and placed it on his lips and kissed it lightly, then slightly hooked his lips and said, "Do you think that's possible?"

"No more than three times a week?"

Under Sherlock's pressing eyes, Helen had no choice but to step back, but her boyfriend was still not satisfied.

"No more!" Helen covered her face and yelled in a broken voice: "Besides, doing too much is bad for your health! Sherlock, can your kidneys take it? What if it's overloaded?" manage?"

"You should have confidence in your boyfriend's body. Even in another 20 years, you don't have to worry about your sex life."

Sherlock put one hand on Helen's side, leaned close to Helen's ear and whispered to her, biting the word "sexual blessing" with his teeth.

That deep and magnetic voice echoed in Helen's ears with a different kind of temptation, but the content of those words really made Helen's body tremble.

Wait, what did Sherlock say?Helen couldn't help but widened her eyes in horror.

Two, 20 years? Twenty years later, Sherlock will be an old bone, and she herself is not young anymore. Does he still want to torment himself?

And think about the time period Sherlock mentioned, and think about the 20 years he will give me. If Sherlock doesn't restrain himself in this regard, then this number of times is really scary!

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