[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Seeing Sherlock's expression, Helen felt bad.

"No, no, honey, you know, I'll believe anything you say!" She said softly to Sherlock quickly and wittily.

However, Sherlock did not easily reveal this point, he twitched the corner of his lips at Helen and said, "How about I wear it for you to see?"

Sherlock's words startled Helen, but it was undeniable that she was aroused by Sherlock's curiosity.

Seeing Helen staring at him in a daze, his eyes unconsciously showing anticipation, the corners of Sherlock's lips curled up slightly.

Then in the following time, Sherlock left Helen dumbfounded, watching him in astonishment from a handsome British gentleman to a charming and charming big beauty.

Helen: "!!!"

She actually refused her boyfriend's move.

"Sherlock, I think you should be thankful that I don't reject falling in love with women."

Helen stared blankly at Sherlock, and murmured these words.

Helen's subconscious words made Sherlock's face turn as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"Hehe, do you still want to fall in love with a woman when you have me?" Sherlock walked over and squeezed Helen's cheek tightly and sneered.

"No, you misunderstood!" Helen struggled to refute herself.

"I just think that after looking at your women's clothing, if you hate people who fall in love with women, I'm afraid they won't be able to have sex with you in the future."

Sherlock: "..."

One morning, when Helen was still sleeping soundly in the bed, Sherlock, who had been away for a long time and hadn't come back, suddenly got into her bed.

Before Helen could realize what happened, she directly pressed on her body and began to take her off completely, and her clothes were thrown all over the floor.

Under the harassment of Sherlock's big movements, it is impossible for Helen to wake up without feeling anything.

When she opened her eyes, she saw her boyfriend whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and she also missed Sherlock.

But before she could express her joy, she felt a chill all over her body.

Helen looked down, and Sherlock was hard at work unbuttoning her underwear.

"Sherlock, what are you doing?"

Helen stretched out her hand and wanted to push Sherlock away, but how could the obviously delicate and weak Helen be a match for her boyfriend who is proficient in Sanda and boxing?Sherlock stopped her easily.

"Why can't you see?" Sherlock answered Helen casually, taking time out of his busy schedule.

"Sherlock, I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you so much, can't we have a good talk?" Helen said softly to him, feeling powerless under the pressure of Sherlock.

"I miss you too, am I just expressing my miss for you?"

Sherlock's breath became heavy, and his breathing became a little short, panting lowly and said to Helen.

Helen: "..."

Sherlock, what's going on in your head all day?Or is it that men and women express their thoughts so differently?

With Helen's dazed effort, Sherlock had successfully unbuttoned the underwear she was wearing this time with complicated buttons, and threw it out of the bed, replaced by his pair of big hands.

This strong stimulation made Helen couldn't help moaning in a low voice. Her body had no resistance to Sherlock. After he rubbed it so vigorously, Helen soon felt it.

What Sherlock said about his missing Helen was true, he seemed to be poisoned by this girl, and now, after only being away from her for a few days, Sherlock missed Helen very much.

In fact this time he didn't have time to stay long, Sherlock's time was very tight.

But even so, Sherlock still couldn't help but eagerly wanted to feel Helen well before leaving.

I don't know if it's been a long time since I felt Helen's body, but Sherlock's actions were somewhat urgent and rude.

Helen felt that her softness was hurt by his vigorous kneading, but she also had a strange pleasure.

Sherlock stretched out his hand and felt the wetness between his fingers. He couldn't wait to break it open and rushed in.

This made Helen and Sherlock's bodies tense up at the same time. Sherlock snorted comfortably, while Helen groaned out of excitement.

Sherlock ruthlessly blocked Helen's small mouth that always made a sound that made him lose control, his body also rushed quickly, and his big hands vigorously rubbed Helen's body.

Under Sherlock's domineering action, Helen had no power to parry, and was forced to retreat by him, and the big bed was shaken violently.

After this fierce and somewhat rough battle ended, Helen was already paralyzed on the big bed, unable to move at all.

As for the Sherlock who tossed her into this miserable state, he got up and put on his clothes again, becoming well-groomed.

Sherlock knelt down by the bed, stroked Helen's slightly sweaty hair with his big hand, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, and said softly; "Helen, I'm going to Serbia, Be back soon, when it's all over and we'll go back to London together."

Helen's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and she listened to Sherlock's words incongruously, her eyelids were so sleepy that she couldn't lift them up.

Seeing Helen's lovely appearance, Sherlock couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her again.

Sherlock just got up, gave Helen a last nostalgic look, and then turned to leave.

Helen fell asleep drowsily with a sticky body that made her uncomfortable. One can imagine how miserable she was tossed by Sherlock this time.

Sherlock was indeed agitated because he hadn't seen Helen for so long and missed her so much, and he was going to leave her soon, and it would take a long time before he came back, so he tossed Helen to death.

Helen herself slept for an unknown amount of time, and it was already night when she regained some strength and woke up.

The stains on her body made Helen scold Sherlock in her heart, especially when she got up, her legs were limp and weak when she stood up, and he remained in her body as if she couldn't stop bleeding. The contents inside really made Helen almost collapse.

If Sherlock was in front of her eyes, Helen would really want to commit domestic violence against Sherlock for the first time.

After Helen dragged her sore body and struggled to take care of herself, she remembered Sherlock who had come and gone without a trace, and what he had said to herself when she was half asleep and half awake.

So is Sherlock going to Serbia to deal with the last stronghold?Although they will be able to return to London soon, and Helen will be very happy to see Mrs. Hudson and Watson soon, but Helen is still worried about Sherlock's safety.

And on this point, after Helen stayed in the hotel for a few days to recuperate, and after McCoff came here to pick her up in person, Helen's hidden worries were put aside.

With my brother Mycroft around, he wouldn't let Sherlock have any problems.

"Sherlock was caught in Serbia, and he is being tortured to extract a confession." As soon as Helen got into the car, Mycroft told Helen the news he had received.

This couldn't help but startled Helen. Although she felt sorry for Sherlock's suffering, seeing McCoff's expression, Helen was not that worried.

"So we're going to Serbia to save him now?" Helen looked at Mycroft and asked.

Mycroft looked at Helen carefully with a brand new gaze, as if he was judging and evaluating something.

Anyone with this kind of gaze would feel uncomfortable, but Helen just met McCoff's gaze in a strange way.Why do you feel that Sherlock's brother looks at him a little weirdly?

However, when Helen was still wanting to explore, Mycroft had already withdrawn his gaze, nodded to Helen and calmly said, "Yes, I will dive in and rescue him myself."

"Oh. It's great that Sherlock has a brother like you!" Helen praised Mycroft sincerely.

She is really sincere, since she got to know Sherlock, she has also come into contact with and learned more about what Mycroft has done for Sherlock, he is indeed a well-deserved good brother.

However, Helen's words caused McCoff to choke in surprise. Naturally, no one had ever said such words to him.

It was terrifying to put such words on himself and Sherlock.

Although Mycroft cared about Sherlock very much, he was actually more comfortable getting along with Sherlock with this kind of mortal enemy relationship.

If it turned into the warm good brother Mycroft and the well-behaved good brother Sherlock, the picture would be unbearable.

Just meeting Helen's sincere and clear eyes, although Mycroft felt a little uncomfortable, the corners of his lips raised strangely.

Hey, if only Sherlock was half as conscious as his girlfriend.Mycroft couldn't help thinking to himself.

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