Sherlock fan - Wrong

When John told Molly about Moriarty, for the first time in her life, Molly had great doubts about her ability to know people.She is alone and has nothing to gain, but now... she prays that Brother Mycroft will be generous enough to forgive her for "leading wolves into the house", and Jasmine is very grateful that his precious brother still came back unscathed with his thick curly hair up.Ah, by the way, Jasmine thought about McCoff's prematurely aging hairline, and silently reminded herself that when she saw McCoff, she must never bring this up in front of him.

When a group of people wearing big sunglasses and black suits knocked on the door of 221B, Jasmine sighed inwardly, is it necessary for McCoff to be so exaggerated?However, she obviously guessed wrong, those guys didn't even glance at her, and went straight upstairs to Sherlock's room as soon as they entered the house.Only then did Jasmine get anxious, and hurried to catch up, only to find that Sherlock was solving the case with John through video, only wearing a bed sheet.Seeing Sherlock who looked like a Greek sculpture, Jasmine couldn't help but blush.

Those guys claimed that the client sent Sherlock away, and Sherlock didn't object to going with them, but he didn't mean to put on his clothes.When Jasmine saw this group of bodyguard-like burly men following Sherlock like a nanny, and consciously helped him get his clothes, Jasmine was finally sure that these guys were called by McCoff.

Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, not only for Sherlock's safety, but also for her own escape.She wasn't on duty today, so she could go to the store, since Christmas was coming soon.

When Molly passed a fashion store, the saleswoman's overzealousness forced her to take a look inside. Maybe she needed a Christmas dress?

Jasmine found that she paid more and more attention to her image recently, and the number of times she was fooled by the salesperson was unprecedented.Jasmine remembered the last time she went shopping with Jim. That day she was spotted by a salesperson in a cosmetics store. Under her instigation, Jasmine decided to buy herself a lipstick.She was extremely lacking in opinion in this regard, and when she was leaning on the cosmetics counter and being dizzy by the clerk that day, Jim silently pulled out one for her behind her.Of course, Jasmine ended up throwing that lipstick in a corner of the cabinet because Sherlock taunted her the first time she used it, even though Jasmine had repeatedly decided that she wasn't dressing up for him.

Who will believe it?Look, Jasmine is paying for the sapphire blue dress she just tried on.Although the price of the dress was staggeringly expensive, she still bought it because it was the first Christmas she spent with him.

Then Jasmine began to choose Christmas gifts for everyone, and Jasmine's selection of gifts tended to be practical.Molly picked out a pair of amethyst earrings for her mother to go with her new dress, a plaid scarf for Mr. Amber to keep out the cold, and a sweater for John to replace the one that had come off two days ago.As for Inspector Lestrade, Jasmine didn't have a close relationship with him, but she reckoned that he would definitely come, so she politely prepared a tie for him.

Jasmine planned to prepare a gift for Mycroft, even though she knew he would not come.According to Jasmine's observation, Mycroft was extremely particular about food and clothing, and Jasmine could not easily afford anything on him.However, Jasmine noticed that McCoff was particularly obsessed with sweets, so she chose a box of exquisitely packaged chocolates.

As for Sherlock's gift, Jasmine didn't have any idea at first, but she noticed this morning that his expensive violin bow needed to be replaced.Jasmine didn't know much about this, so she just bought the second most expensive bow hair, which would not make herself appear stingy, but also covered up her ignorance to a certain extent.

Molly was going to have her hair done, but Mrs. Hudson called to tell her daughter she had brought her some trinkets and she was in Baker Street.Jasmine had to settle the bill in a hurry, not even having time to wrap the presents at the counter.

When Molly got home, she saw her mother was cleaning their room.Molly showed the newly bought dress to her mother. Mrs. Hudson was very satisfied after seeing it, and took a small hair accessory from her bag to match it with her.

The two of them brought up the Christmas tree they bought last year from the basement, decorated it with the small ornaments brought by Mrs. Hudson, and pasted grilles on the windows, and the house immediately had a festive atmosphere.

Suddenly, an urgent knock on the door interrupted their work.Jasmine opened the door and found that John had half hugged and half dragged Sherlock, who was already in a coma, into the room.Both of them were taken aback. Mrs. Hudson noticed the strange flush on his face and asked Jasmine to wring a wet towel to wipe Sherlock's face.

After John put Sherlock on the bed, Jasmine carefully wiped Sherlock's face with a towel.Seeing that his face was still stained, Jasmine had no choice but to take some ointment and apply it on him.Sherlock kept mumbling, but Jasmine couldn't quite hear it.Jasmine unconsciously caressed his face with her hands, enjoying this rare intimacy.

The intrusion of Mrs. Hudson broke the tranquility. She waited outside the door for a while, and finally couldn't help but come in and call her daughter out.When Jasmine found out what happened to Sherlock, she couldn't help but blushed, and hurriedly exited the room.

John began to tell them about the adventure and the extraordinary woman.Jasmine secretly searched for Irene Adler on her mobile phone. Although she was taken aback by the large-scale things on her blog at first glance, after reading her related news, even as a woman, she had to admit This sly, beautiful and wild woman is an absolute stunner.In comparison, Jasmine would inevitably feel inferior. If Irene was a rose in full bloom, then compared to her brilliance, Jasmine Amber could only be an unknown little wild flower on the side of the road.

After midnight, Jasmine suddenly heard movement in Sherlock's room, and rushed in, and ran into the beauty, "What are you doing? Miss Irene Adler, I really welcome you to my humble house. It really makes us flourish!"

Irene took off Sherlock's coat with a smile, but Jasmine somehow felt that every pore on her body seemed to be provoking her: "You're jealous, little beauty! Take it easy, I'm just here to return his coat. "

Irene picked Jasmine's chin with a smile, and Jasmine took a few steps back in fright.Then she watched Irene put a kiss on Sherlock's forehead with cold eyes: "You see, this little cutie hasn't woken up until now!"

Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to make her voice sound more peaceful: "Miss Adler, your smile is really charming, you must love this feeling to death, the woman who defeated Sherlock Holmes, ha, unfortunately, be careful not to get too complacent You see, Sherlock is only lying here now because he is too confident, you are a smart person, do you want to repeat the same mistakes? My advice, Miss Adler, don't get too deep into the drama, play too much You must be more aware of the consequences than me."

"Oh, dear, you are so cute. Don't worry, people like us are born actors, born players, typical gamers."

us?She dared to use the word "we", and Jasmine almost yelled at her: "Really? Okay, so how do you explain your meaningless behavior now?"

"Oh, sweetheart, how could this be meaningless? Didn't I still meet you? Ah, if I'm not in a hurry, I must let you accompany me to experience the feeling of depravity, baby, goodbye!" Irene He winked at her and rolled down the window.

"Jasmine? Jasmine!"

"Are you OK?"

"Why am I here?"

"Uh...you're in a coma, John sent you back."

"where is she?"

"Who?" Jasmine was still angry and pretended to be stupid on purpose.

"That woman!" Sherlock said, struggling to get out of bed.

Jasmine was completely angry: "What are you going to do? Go back to the bed!" Jasmine pushed hard. Normally, she would definitely not be able to stop him, but Sherlock is still half a patient today. In a fit of anger, he made a little more effort, and pushed Sherlock back to the bed.

Only now did Jasmine realize that she had lost control of her emotions, and she couldn't help being taken aback by herself, but she really couldn't stay in this room any longer, otherwise she would wake up John and Mrs. Hudson sooner or later.

Jasmine tucked the quilt for Sherlock, but Sherlock didn't object.Then she said softly: "She just left, um, maybe she will come again. Get a good sleep and I'll be fine tomorrow. If you need anything, just call me. I'm on the sofa outside."

"Oh, of course, I've been fine, terribly fine! What do I need from you?"

"Yeah, it's great, you never need me!" Jasmine tried her best to suppress her urge to slam the door, and gently closed the door.

It was only then that Sherlock realized that Jasmine had misunderstood him, and he just wanted to tell her not to worry, let alone guard him.

Jasmine was wrapped in a blanket, lying on the sofa outside the door, tossing and turning.The sofa is facing Sherlock's door.Jasmine stared at the door in a daze for a while, then suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten anything since morning, so she got up to heat him a glass of milk, and took out a walnut-flavored scone.Yes, because he likes it, so there are always scones in the house.

Jasmine gently knocked on the door of Sherlock's room, and brought food in: "Uh... I think you still need to eat something. Mycroft said that you have a stomach problem and you must eat well."

Sherlock nodded obediently, stood up and signaled Jasmine to bring the food.When Jasmine put the things on his bedside, Sherlock wanted to explain: "Jasmine, I didn't mean..."

"I know, you don't need to explain." Jasmine knew she was in the wrong, and didn't know how to respond, so she interrupted him hastily and helplessly.

Sherlock wasn't sure if she was still angry, and felt wronged, so he coaxed her the same way he coaxed Mycroft.Sherlock pretended to be powerless, and looked at Jasmine pitifully.As he expected, Jasmine, like Mycroft, couldn't stand his tricks very much, so she could only chop up the scones with a small silver spoon and feed them to him, even the milk had to be brought to his mouth before he drank it.

Jasmine finally came to the conclusion: Sherlock Holmes is not a brat who is completely ignorant of human feelings, he is just simply disdainful. Of course, when necessary, he knows better than anyone else how to behave himself for profit.Indeed, when he looks at you pitifully, who has the heart to refuse him?