[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

"Hi, Mi Xiao, are you okay?"

After returning to 221B, Mi Xiao lowered her air pressure and pulled Sherlock onto the bed with John alone.

John, who was finally able to take a breath, could no longer ignore the low pressure on Mi Xiao's body, so he asked.

Mi Xiao was sitting by the bed, pressing the corner of the quilt for Sherlock, she looked at Sherlock's sleeping face, there were bruises on her cheeks, which were caused by her beating.

Mi Xiao couldn't hold back her hand and touched it. She chose to avoid John's words and said, "John, can I ask you to boil a hot egg?"

John glanced at Mi Xiao who was facing away from him. Although he felt that there was something wrong with Mi Xiao, but he was unwilling to say so, John could only do as Mi Xiaoxiao said: "Okay, no problem..."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. Even though he knew that the other party could not see his movements, he pointed to his cheek and asked, "Would you like to wipe your face?"

"I'll go after I finish applying eggs for Sherlock."

"no problem."

John left, leaving only the owner and Mi Xiao in Sherlock's room.

Mi Xiao, who was touching the bruise with her hand, bent down, her face was pressed against Sherlock's, rubbing against it like a small animal, and she took a breath of satisfaction, with a gentle voice: "Sherlock..."

At this time, probably only Mi Xiao knew what he was thinking, because Sherlock, who thought he was a genius, fell into a coma.

First she inexplicably asked for a change of clothes, and then the naked/naked woman who was full of foul words, if Mi Xiao got more nervous, then she would really die stupidly on the tree, although Sherlock didn't show anything strange attitude, but...

"Well, things tend to work out for the better, don't they, Sherlock."

Mi Xiao kissed Sherlock's cheek lightly, and said in a low voice.

After applying the eggs, Mi Xiao went out, and she even closed the door for Sherlock. Because of this, Mi Xiao regretted so much that she wanted to cut her belly.

It was getting dark, and when the setting sun enveloped the whole of London, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the detective who pretended to be Sleeping Beauty, finally woke up while lying on the bed. When he woke up, he yelled and called the names of Mi Xiao and John.

Because of the medicine, his limbs were obviously uncoordinated, and when he got up, he fell off the bed.

The fall gave John a toothache.

He hurried forward and grabbed Sherlock: "Hey, don't move around if you don't want your face to turn blue again!"

"How did I get back?" Sherlock ignored John's words, and he asked what he wanted to know.

"Mi Xiao and I brought you back, and you kept talking about 'donkey friends' on the way." John picked up Sherlock, whose hands and feet were weak, and he brought Sherlock to the bed and asked him to sit down, which reminded John Little kid.

Well, not too bad.

John shrugged slightly.

"What about Mi Xiao?" Sherlock shook his head, he was dizzy at first, but after such a shake, he fell on the bed again, with his hands open, fell on the bed, and looked up at the roof.

"Her? She's preparing dinner in the kitchen. If you're fine, you can start the meal later. Of course, if you're still messing around like this, I think Mi Xiao will bring the meal over and feed you." John stood Next to Sherlock's bed, looking down at Sherlock, he is creating a two-person world for Sherlock at the moment, there is no third person, and there is no third dog, it is really wonderful.

"Kitchen? Oh, what about that woman..."

"Which one?" John felt something was wrong after hearing this.

"It's that woman."

"Which one? There is only one woman, Mi Xiaoxiao, which woman are you thinking about?"

"It's not Mi Xiaoxiao, it's that one!"

"Is it Irene Adler?" John raised his hands to cover his face, he vaguely knew the source of Mi Xiao's low pressure: "She ran away, no one saw her." So you died that one want to go again Find her heart.

"Run away?" Sherlock raised his head. He twisted his neck and looked around. After a few glances, he had to lie flat again.

"Yes, you should have a good rest. I'll ask Mi Xiao to bring in dinner later."

"I'm fine, how could I be fine, I'm absolutely fine."

Sherlock muttered in bed.

John had already closed the door, and he had something on his mind. When he recovered, he was already standing at the kitchen door.

"Wait a little longer." Mi Xiao, who was busy in the kitchen, looked at John, who was not keeping his eyes. She thought he was hungry and panicked, so she came in to look for food.

"Oh, take your time, that... Sherlock is awake." John stood at the door, frowning, he said nervously.

"Isn't this great? Is he okay?" Mi Xiao made a stir, his hands were busy, but his mouth was idle talking to John.

"It's okay, he's fine, but his hands and feet are a little weak, will you bring dinner later?" John asked tentatively.

"Then you send it?" Mi Xiao originally just said casually, but John quickly waved his hand and refused: "No, no, you should go, I'm out, call me if you have something to do!"

John runs away, he can't tell Sherlock is interested in Erin, or there is no such thing at all!

John thought with optimism.

When Mi Xiao went in with the food, she saw that Sherlock was already sitting on the bed, holding the phone in his hand, staring at the white screen in a daze.

'Crack' Mi Xiao turned on the light, and the sudden light brought Sherlock back to his senses.

He raised his head to look at Mi Xiao, his eyes began to focus, and he blinked, which was a signal for his brain and eyes to start working: "Mi Xiaoxiao."

"It's me." Mi Xiao closed the door, walked forward, sat by Sherlock's bed, put the plate on top of Sherlock's bedside cabinet, and said, "I made chicken soup today, why don't you drink the soup before eating?" Sample?"

"it is good."

Sherlock stared at Mi Xiao and said a word.

Mi Xiao was not used to being seen by Sherlock. She picked up a small bowl of steaming chicken soup, pinched the spoon with her fingers, and asked, "What's the matter?" As she spoke, she picked up the soup, put it on her lips, and gently Blowing, this is to make sure the heat of the soup doesn't burn Sherlock's tongue.

"Clean up."

"Ok?"

Mi Xiao didn't understand, she brought a spoon, and Sherlock opened his mouth cooperatively.

"Stay away from that woman next time." Sherlock swallowed. Although the other person's face became clean, he couldn't ignore the kiss on the cheek. Although it was a very common and polite kiss, Mi Xiaoxiao was Chinese and didn't accept it. One set, of course he can't accept it, because it's a woman with ambiguous sexuality/orientation!

Be sure to keep Mi Xiao away from that woman Irene!

"why?"

Mi Xiao lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, she took another spoonful, blew on it, and sent it to Sherlock's lips.

"She'll teach you badly!" Sherlock drank it, and then said with certainty.

"Suoga." Looking at the soup in the bowl, Mi Xiao suddenly said, "She seems to have taken advantage of both of us."

"The two of us?"

"Yeah." Mi Xiaosong let go of the hand holding the soup spoon. Her fingers were a little cold, probably because she touched something cold. She raised her eyes, with a shattered light in them, and poked her fingers at the one under Sherlock's right cheek. Very light hickey.

Especially an eyesore.

This made Mi Xiao very unhappy, and his teeth were also very itchy.

Actually, while she was out shopping for groceries, she 'visited her'!

"She kissed you!" Mi Xiao said, grinding her teeth.

"She kissed you too." Sherlock didn't seem to understand the point.

"I'm a woman, you are a man, and men are more dangerous." Mi Xiao poked unceremoniously. If she could, she wished she could poke Irene's face now, and poked a hole in her face.

"Her circle included men and women."

"But I still think you are more important!"

So the two of them got into a fight, and it was about which one was more important.

Mi Xiao was the weakest one in the end. She held the cold bowl, covered her forehead with one hand, and said distressedly and helplessly, "Why should I talk to you about this? We are too naive."

Sherlock was not happy even if Mi Xiao was added to childishness, he said, "It's just you, childish."

"...Are you trying to fight with me?" Mi Xiao put down the bowl and said to Sherlock with a smile.

She is 100% confident that Sherlock will never be able to defeat her, and he will not accept this challenge. Compared with force, he prefers the competition of brain power, otherwise how could he play that game with Moriarty .

Sure enough, Sherlock refused, and Mi Xiao felt complacent.

Her complacency was so obvious that Sherlock saw it, and he was unhappy.

Sherlock stretched out his hand and grabbed Mi Xiao's hand. He sat up and leaned forward. Under Mi Xiao's gaze, he leaned forward and bit the place where Irene had kissed Mi Xiao accurately and without reason.

"..."

Mi Xiao was stunned, the touch on his face was too obvious.

After one bite, Sherlock backed away, staring at Mi Xiaoxiao: "Don't be complacent."

"...It's not fair." Mi Xiao was stunned for a moment, then she recovered and protested immediately.

"?" Sherlock had a question mark on his head, and then Mi Xiao came forward, imitating Sherlock, biting on Irene's lipstick mark, which was neither light nor heavy, and just enough to leave a mark. It didn't disappear, too, how could a bite wipe away the lipstick marks, so Mi Xiao stuck out her tongue and licked it.

Sherlock's whole brain froze for a moment.

He was... licked?

After Mi Xiao walked out of Sherlock's room, her whole aura changed.

Originally, he was a little nervous that they would quarrel, but John, who had been squatting on the sofa not far from the door, was stunned.

He asked, "Are you reconciled?"

"Reconcile? Have we ever had a fight?"

"No, no, I just want to say it's really great." John shook his hand quickly and said.

It seems that he was wrong. John looked at Mi Xiao who was humming a ditty into the kitchen. It was great that he was wrong. Then Sherlock opened the door and walked out. He glanced at Mi Xiao who disappeared at the door of the kitchen. Little, only to look at John.

The two stared at each other.

John has always been inferior to Sherlock, let him stare.

He blinked, pointed at the bottom of his right cheek, and asked, "Sherlock, what's wrong with you?"

Sherlock had a few red spots under his right cheek that John didn't remember before.

Hearing John's question, he first glanced at the kitchen door, then closed his eyelids and said, "I was bitten by a mosquito."

"...that's really a big mosquito." John laughed strangely twice.

Liar! !Are you bullying me as a single dog? ! !

Don't talk, let's fight!

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Sherlock said the tooth marks were mosquito bites, well, John is not an idiot in this regard.

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