[Comprehensive English and American] Please speak human words

I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as fit were a flower to put in his coat, abit of decoration to charm his vanity, anor for a summer's day.

I feel I have given my whole heart to a man who treats it like a flower in a buttonhole, a vanity ornament for a summer day use.

London Heathrow International Airport

The wind in London in December is cold and bleak, but because of the oceanic monsoon climate, the cold wind blowing from the Atlantic Ocean has been slightly weakened in Scotland before reaching London, so it is warmer than cities at the same latitude.

Gloria wore a gray woolen coat and smiled perfunctorily at Aldrich, "Stop trying, dear, I will stay in London today to spend Christmas Eve."

"For that British man?" The blond man pinched her face, "You really shouldn't be allowed to come to London to study alone, and see how stupid you are in love now."

The blonde girl's gray-blue eyes blinked slightly, and her round red lips were slightly curved and sweet to the bone, "Shouldn't you let me go to London to study alone? It sounds like you have a lot of control over me."

"Maybe it's a desire to protect?" Aldrich Rockefeller's charming smile seemed to be kind, "I don't want you to encounter some bad things again."

Gloria is like a wayward girl who doesn't know what to do. "It's not a good thing to be too protective. The boys who have appeared by my side in the past few years have basically been driven away by you."

"I'm just worried about those ignorant boys breaking your heart." He seemed like a perfect big brother.

The elf girl smiled coquettishly, "Maybe it's you who makes me sad?"

"—Is that so?" Aldridge smiled wider.

"justkidding," Gloria said sweetly, "Merry Christmas, my dear brother."

The handsome blond man touched her wrist, "When will you let me meet that gentleman of yours?"

Gloria is tempted to roll her eyes now, is there anything visible to screw you up again?

Whether this half-brother ever participated in planning to kidnap her is unclear, but the other party has enjoyed the feeling of holding her in the palm of his hand in recent years, as if she was a poor little mouse.

"When our relationship gets better, strictly speaking, Mr. Holmes and I have only known each other for only three months. It would be a bit embarrassing to meet each other's relatives now." Gloria shrugged, showing that she was not very concerned about this relationship. .

But in fact, she desperately wanted to go back to Baker Street, so she could only coax Aldrich into the helicopter in the shortest possible time. She was really tired of pretending to be brother and sister with him.

For Christ's sake, why can't we be sincere?

Gloria thought about it in her mind, and based on her real thoughts, she would probably give Aldridge a heavy blow and tell him to get out of here. She couldn't help it, she was tired of the hypocrisy of the Rockefeller family.

Aldrich expressed satisfaction with her emotional attitude, "You'll have to go back to New York in the end anyway, so you can get away now if you're sensible, don't you?"

"Of course," Leah nodded in agreement, "Manhattan is my battlefield, and I've always been aware of that."

Aldridge raised his eyebrows, that's the best way, back to New York is better to control than in London, he is very unaccustomed to his little sister who always needs his protection to be out of control.

Look, there is no normal person in this family.

"But you're still staying in London for Christmas?" he repeated.

"Yeap," Gloria nodded, "who makes London men so attractive."

Not wanting to put her off by being pushed too hard, Aldridge hugged Gloria before boarding the helicopter. "Well, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

Gloria watched the helicopter climb over London, smiling, and wiped her cheeks and wrists with a tissue from her leather pouch.

After one second, the ball of paper falls into the trash can in a parabola.

I really hate people touching her.

When Gloria returned to Baker Street, she found that her boyfriend was wearing a fuchsia nightgown and holding a magnifying glass to observe a dirty and worn-out hat. There was also a pile of crumpled morning newspapers, obviously Just read it.

"This is your Christmas schedule? Observe an old hat?" Gloria took off her coat, took a closer look, and found that the hat was so bad that it couldn't be worn anymore, and even had several cracks.

Sherlock tossed his hat aside, "Finally sent that idiot away?"

The consulting detective had nothing against this Mr. Rockefeller, and even disregarding the fact that he might have hurt his little girlfriend, the mere fact that he had asked Gloria to move out of Baker Street a few times this month was annoying enough.

"Sir, you can't call him an idiot just because he has blond hair and blue eyes. My brother has deceived many people around. Teresa still thinks that she is the most valued heir of the Rockefeller family. She doesn't know In the eyes of others, she is just a listed CEO, and my father can drive her out of the company at any time and replace her with his own son."

"So you choose to support Teresa?" Sherlock smiled, "Leah, I don't care how you get what you deserve, but you have to know one premise, I will not allow you to leave."

Sherlock Holmes has never been a considerate lover. He can help Leah avenge those who hurt her, but he will never allow her to slap his ass and leave him after winning everything, and return to New York to be some kind of family heir.

Gloria blinked. "Shouldn't you say affectionately—I wish you the best?"

After all, if she wins in the end, she might become the richest blonde girl in the world. It has to be said that the luxurious New York has a certain allure.

"So you told that idiot at the airport that Manhattan is your battlefield?" Sherlock's expression could be called friendly, if you ignore the suppressed anger in his deep voice.

Gloria: "..."

Mr. Holmes, your talent in hacking into various surveillance devices is really unmatched.

Natural curly black hair approached her, "—do you want to go back to New York eventually?"

"Look at your performance," Gloria replied with a shrug, and then she pointed at the hat. "Is this a clue to a new case?"

Sherlock didn't continue to dwell on that question. In fact, he didn't give the girl a chance to leave. He took the hat, "Tell me what you saw?"

Gloria: "...I don't want to humiliate myself in front of you."

"Oh, actually you're barely smart," said Sherlock, who rarely praised others. "Compared to Anderson, you're almost a genius."

Gloria: ... I don't know whether to feel sorry for myself or forensic Anderson.

She sighed. "You gotta tell me where the hat came from."

"Do you know Peterson, the janitor?"

"Of course, he often looks at me with sympathy," Gloria said honestly. "He thinks I'm out of my mind to be with you."

Sherlock: "...he picked up this hat."

"Are you so close to the people that you start to deal with general financial losses? Are you ready to start taking the job of the community police?"

Sherlock gritted his teeth: "...I take back what I just said, your IQ is on par with Anderson's."

Gloria: Annoying!Tsundere!

"At four o'clock this morning, Peterson was walking home after a party. When he passed Tottenham Court Road, he saw a tall man staggering in front of him with a bag on his shoulder. But as Peterson passed the corner of Goodge Street, the stranger suddenly quarreled with some hooligans, who knocked his hat off the floor, for which he defended himself with a stick, which he swung about At that time, he accidentally smashed the glass window of the store to pieces.

Peterson wanted to come forward to help him deal with the rogue, but the stranger was panicked by the broken glass. Seeing Peterson, who looked like a police officer in uniform, he dropped the goose and ran away in panic.The group of hooligans also mistook Peterson for a police officer and chose to flee.In the end, Peterson brought back this battered felt hat and a fine Christmas goose. "?

"The kind janitor wants to return these two items to their original owners?" Gloria asked, "Any clues?"

"On the left leg of the white goose was tied a little card saying 'To Mrs. Henry Baker', and the lining of this hat also bears the initials 'H.B.', but in this city the surname Baker There are more than 7000 people, and there are about 300 people named Henry Baker. It is not an easy task to find the owner."? The consulting detective's gorgeous subwoofer speaks at an alarming rate.

Gloria will not admit that she is a voice control, "So he came to you for help?"

"That's right, but now I'm about to decide to let him solve this little problem by himself." Mr. Holmes smiled expressionlessly, which was quite frightening.

"...Don't be like this, sir, Peterson is not the only one who thinks I've broken my mind and chose to be with you." Gloria looked at him sincerely.

Sherlock laughed even more terrifyingly, "Oh, who else?"

"—where's that goose?" Gloria asked him, rolling her eyes wide.

"Fulfilling a goose's ultimate fate in Peterson's oven," the consulting detective stared at her intently. "Who else thinks so?"

Gloria looked at him innocently, her round red lips evoked a charming smile, "Didn't you let me observe the hat and draw inferences? Maybe we can find out who that person is from this worn and old hat clues?"

"You always think you can use some tricks to make me change my mind?" Sherlock will never admit that she is dissatisfied that she has considered leaving, "Gloria, don't always overestimate your influence— "

Sherlock paused for a moment, as Goldilocks pushed him down on the couch for a kiss, and Gloria knelt on his lap with her legs spread apart, her fair fingers digging into his black natural curls.

She pried open Sherlock's lips, and the sweet breath invaded and entangled. I don't know when the detective began to respond. This young couple is fully devoted to this passionate kiss.

Gloria gasped and pulled her lips away from his, "—what's my influence?"

Her wet and soft lips were shining brightly, and she poked dimples on his pale cheeks with her fingers, "Sir, be good."