[Comprehensive English and American] Please speak human words

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Ordinary treasures are stolen, but real wealth is not.What is infinitely precious in your soul cannot be taken away.

221b Baker Street

"I want a new case!"

The consulting detective shot at the wall frantically, "Boring!"

Mrs. Anderson thoughtfully put away the coffee cups on the small table for him, "Sherlock, be decent, although you had a fight with Leah and she probably dumped you because of it, but what's wrong with the innocent walls? "

"There was no quarrel, Mrs. Anderson." Sherlock gave a slightly scary smile.

"Oh, come on, Sherlock," said the landlady, looking at him sympathetically, "I clearly heard you yell at her, and then Gloria left 221b Baker Street."

Mr. Holmes threw his Imperial Browning on the sofa. "It's nothing to do with the quarrel. She's just there for an appointment."

"I hope so," Mrs. Anderson told him kindly before going downstairs. "I hope you two young people will join hands in marriage. After all, only Leah can bear you."

Sherlock's natural curls were a little messy due to the crazy shooting action just now. He walked into Gloria's bathroom with long legs and threw all the sharp objects on the sink into the trash can.

Yes, they did have an argument, or he questioned it unilaterally.

An hour ago, he opened the door directly to enter the girl's room as usual, only to see that in the bathroom with the door open, she was trying something on her wrist with a sharp blade.

Sherlock grabbed her wrist violently and threw the blade away, "Gloria!"

Damn it, is it true that self-abuse tends to germinate in a solid state?

"I'm not..." Gloria wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start, and her mobile phone was already vibrating frantically, "I need to rush to an appointment for a while, and I will explain it to you in two hours."

She looked at him with sparkling gray-blue eyes, "Please believe me."

The detective was unmoved, the elf girl could only lean forward and hug him, but this hugging gesture was a little too much, her slender legs had already hooked Sherlock's waist, and the British man subconsciously supported her hips to prevent her from falling off.

Sherlock frowned, "Don't make trouble!"

Gloria ignored him, she leaned forward and bit Sherlock's lips softly, "You are so sexy, I don't want to die, we might as well use that time to do bad things."

"It's you who is going to the appointment now." Sherlock looked away, his voice low.

Gloria buried her in his neck and sighed, "It's all because you are so attractive, I almost forgot the business."

See other people are more important than him?Sherlock took a few steps forward, leaning her against the wall, the gorgeous subwoofer lingering in her ears, "Who are you going to meet? Or do you choose to stay?"

Gloria was tempted to kiss, a kiss as hot as the equator, until the two seemed to stop breathing before peeling each other's lips, "Don't tempt me, sir, I have hardly done anything serious this month, all I spend all my free time having sex with you."

Sherlock: "...you enjoyed it too."

Looking in the mirror behind her, she found that her lip makeup was messed up, and found that the time she just spent kissing seemed to be enough to explain the suspected self-harm behavior, "I need to convince some people that I am still a lunatic who is troubled by psychological problems, and you Now I'm afraid I need to let go of me for a while, I have to go get a fake medical record for myself."

"Are you going to see a psychiatrist?" Sherlock didn't have a good impression of that Professor Moriarty.

Gloria helped her boyfriend wipe off the lipstick on his lips, "Yes, to be honest, I'm late now, we just kissed for a long time."

"You don't need to pretend to protect yourself, I'm here with you, Gloria." Sherlock didn't like the feeling of her leaving herself to fight alone.

Gloria let him put lipstick on his lips again, "I don't want to be a girlfriend who always asks you to follow behind to solve problems, look, I'm an adult, and I'm qualified to stand by your side only if I have the ability to protect myself .”

She doesn't want to be Mr. Holmes' weakness or weakness, she hopes that he will always be strong, conceited and invincible.

"Sherlock Holmes," she tilted her head with a sweet smile, "this is a name that makes my heart tremble when I say it."

Sherlock: ...love words are the best way to deal with a vicious tongue, so what method should he come up with to discipline Gloria's habit of talking love when she disagrees?

The detective may have to stay alone in Baker Street to think about this issue. His little girlfriend has already left Baker Street for the Institute of Advanced Psychology, University College London.

Every time Gloria saw this man in a decent black suit, she couldn't help being amazed. Professor Moriarty obviously didn't have very delicate and beautiful facial features, but the inexplicably gorgeous and elegant temperament really made people sigh.

It's still the same black swivel chair, God knows why he looks like he's sitting on a throne with a crown on.

The temperament of an English man is a difficult thing to explain.

Professor Moriarty smiled, "Leah, you were almost late."

Well, he was kind, and Gloria was actually 10 minutes behind the agreed time.

The floor-to-ceiling windows and curtains in the office are closed, and the slightly dim light appears private and safe.

Gloria sighed, "I'm in the period of being in love, I hope you understand."

"That man is really lucky." Moriarty laughed a little childishly, and his soft voice had a hint of bewitchment for some reason.

Dr. Hannibal must have told Professor Moriarty that warm black tea can relax Gloria's mind. In fact, she does feel much more comfortable smelling the mellow tea fragrance.

Professor Moriarty took a sip of black tea and looked at her neck. To be precise, it was the hickey mark that could not be concealed. It seemed that this little girl was indeed practicing how to soften the detective's bones.

But what's the matter with the anger welling up in his heart?

Well, don't think about it, he must be dissatisfied that Irene Adler's seduction plan didn't work.

Professor Moriarty, maybe you should come in person?

"Leah, this is a meeting you specifically requested in advance. Maybe I can help you?" Moriarty's big caramel-colored eyes were childish and charming, full of indescribable charm.

Gloria covered her eyes so hard to look straight, "Don't tempt me, Professor, I'm a woman with a family."

Moriarty: "..."

The "Napoleon of crime" of the British Empire was once again left speechless by this young girl who had just turned [-].

The elf girl smiled sweetly at him, her round red lips curved sweetly, "But I do hope you can do me a favor."

When Gloria returned to 221b Baker Street again, the consulting detective was curled up on the brown leather sofa that looked shabby, but was actually very beautiful and retro, and Pudding Meow was curled up in the summer with a similar posture. Locke's feet.

Well, it does look almost identical.

But what happened to the bullet marks all over the wall?

The cat was obviously not awake yet, so he wobbled up to her feet with his little paws and rubbed gently, "Meow~"

Gloria smoothed its beard, "It seems that you have learned to live in peace with Mr. Holmes."

"Meow!" Who wants to live in peace with the long-faced monster!He's a backbone cat!

Gloria, completely unaware that her cat might be becoming overweight, asked softly, "How about the tuna?"

"Meow~" is great!Great!It couldn't be better!

Sherlock, who was curled up on the sofa, suddenly stood up and snatched the cat bowl from under the cat's face and lifted it up. The detective looked at his little girlfriend, "It should lose weight, and I will feed it in four hours."

Pudding: Meow!The long-faced monster returned my tuna! !

Gloria silently looked at the cat's chubby figure, it seemed... a bit fat?

Sherlock placed the cat bowl at a height that a cat can't touch, and the pudding spun anxiously under Gloria's feet. Mr. Saobao Natural Curl didn't have much sympathy, "Very good, just treat it as exercise to lose weight."

Gloria: Help, the two cats at home are always fighting, what should I do?

Mr. Holmes walked up to her with long legs. "You exceeded our agreed time. You said two hours."

Gloria: ... After she promised to return to the apartment in two hours, he seemed to be pressed against the wall and kissed for 10 minutes. I have to admit that Mr. Holmes has really good lung capacity.

"What's in the bag?" Sherlock continued.

Gloria casually placed the medicine bottle on the table in the living room, "Obviously, it looks like some tranquilizers." shukuaixiaoshuoluntan

The consulting detective frowned, "I thought you didn't need these."

"That's hard to say," the elf girl made a face at him, "You may not like the aftereffects of this medicine."

Most antipsychotics are known to be apathetic.

Sherlock: "..."

She suddenly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured a pill into her mouth, then pushed Mr. Holmes down on the sofa, knelt on her waist and kissed him in an ambiguous posture, and pushed the pill into his mouth to force him to swallow it .

"Is it sour? Or maybe you think it's a little sweet?" she asked wickedly.

Sherlock tried his best to ignore the provocative gesture of his little girlfriend, "——it's VC."

"Of course, I replaced the Valium in the bottle with vc," Gloria said frankly, "I can't bear to part with your beautiful body."

Sherlock took her fidgeting hand, "Who do you want to think you're still suffering from psychological problems, that person even has a reason to enter this apartment."

"My brother, Aldrich Rockefeller, who today became the head of the Rockefeller Foundation UK, is now on the plane to London."

Sherlock's voice suppressed his anger, "You have very different facial features from Teresa Rockefeller and Aldrich Rockefeller. Are you half-brother or are those two adopted sons? Aldrich is one of those bastards?"

"Maybe," Gloria untied the belt of her windbreaker, "Teresa was adopted. At that time, my father and his ex-wife had been married for many years and still had no children. Adopting a poor little girl was in line with the sympathy of the upper class. heart; as for Aldrich, he is my father's illegitimate son, in short, I will return to normal and become the heir of the family again, which is not what the other party wants to see."

The consulting detective's pale fingers touched her cheek. "They should be glad I'm not a murderous thug."

Gloria took off her windbreaker to reveal the laperla black lace see-through nightdress inside. The deep black and delicate Italian lace mesh weaves hazy and sexy. The eyelash lace on the chest is close to the body to create a slightly itchy temptation. The neckline is thin like a She tied a knot like a gift.

"I haven't experienced discussing such boring things now," she pointed Sherlock's hand to the neck bow, "untie it for me, sir."

In the next second, she was crushed under the body by an extremely aggressive man.

Your mouth is the day and night of my world, your skin is the republic I build with kisses.