73 She wanted to stay
Hearing Sherlock's words, Song Yiqiao blushed, put one hand against his chest and said in shame, "Don't talk nonsense! β
What answered her was the lifted skirt.
Song Yiqiao grabbed her skirt in shock, trying to hide the beautiful spring light that leaked: "I...... I'm going to do it! β
"Feel free."
Song Yiqiao's remaining words were swallowed between his lips and teeth, which gradually warmed up. She struggled a few times, and was afraid that she would not be able to control her strength when she was emotional and hurt Sherlock, so she didn't even know when the zipper on her back was unzipped.
Compared to Sherlock's step-by-step strategy, she lost miserably.
Sherlock suddenly stopped, propped up the table with one hand, and his voice was stained with emotion. The color of desire is dull to a little dull.
"Still aren't you going to tell me your secret?"
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Song Yiqiao clenched his fists tightly when he heard this, and the restless emotions in his heart instantly subsided with his words. She lay on the table, her whole body defenseless to Sherlock, like a fish to be slaughtered. Song Yiqiao understood that Sherlock didn't really want to do anything to her, but used the intimate gestures in the strange environment that made her feel uneasy and ashamed now, which made her mess up.
"I don't want to say it." She hid her pain in her closed eyes, and said in a very soft voice.
The atmosphere instantly cooled down.
ββ¦β¦ Don't want to say? Sherlock pursed his lips meaninglessly, "I can't agree with something related to me, but you don't let me know." β
"You know everything, don't you?"
She bit her lip a little embarrassedly, and a pair of beautiful starry eyes that should have been shining dimmed at this moment, as if there was a thick fog that could not be dissolved to obscure all the smart colors.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago. You once said that there is a limit to the ability to upgrade the system, and after exceeding the bottom line of this world, it will either stop or back. Song Yiqiao looked at him steadily, "With your level of reasoning, you will definitely guess my secret." But why do you want me to say it myself? β
"Your question is too simplistic to be answered."
Sherlock paused and continued, "Song Yiqiao, I just want to hear you say it yourself. β
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"Everything about you needs me to reason," Sherlock put his hand on her heart with a blank face, and the softness of the touch was driven by the heartbeat, rising and falling regularly, "Is there really someone else in your place?" Even a small area? β
Being treated by Sherlock in such a language that could almost be regarded as questioning, Song Yiqiao's eyes instantly turned red.
"I swear, I'm not hiding it because I don't believe you."
"Then give me a reason that is enough to explain."
"I ...... I ......"
Accompanied by Song Yiqiao's somewhat choked voice, although she tried her best to restrain her emotions, the tears welling up in her eyes and the trembling tone still leaked her mood. She blinked quickly, trying to hide her embarrassment, but the tears could not be contained, and they slid down the corners of her eyes, leaving wet marks on her fair skin.
Sherlock relented in a rare way.
He grabbed Song Yiqiao in one hand and hugged her into his arms. As if to reassure Song Yiqiao, his arm was extremely forceful, as if he wanted to crush her into his arms, and the two became a fusion of blood.
Song Yiqiao's face was buried in Sherlock's chest, and she hugged him tightly in despair, like a dying person grasping at a life-saving straw, desperately clinging to him. Skin-to-skin, too close to each other made it a little difficult to breathe, but she got enough energy to reassure her.
"One more week to ......"
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"One more week...... I ......" Song Yiqiao said at the end, almost crying, "I'm going back......"
The arms that hugged her tightened suddenly, and Sherlock's suppressed emotions made her more and more sad.
"It's after I came back from that world."
"Yes......"
Sherlock's tone was steady and calm, and if it weren't for the fact that his tightened arms were leaking out of his mind, he wouldn't have been able to see the slightest fluctuation just now: "As I thought, the system has a limited amount of energy to keep a disrupted being in this world, so you will be repatriated." β¦β¦ It's time to negotiate with the system. β
"Negotiations?"
"Judging from the fragment you described earlier, there is a certain elasticity in the value measured by the system, which indicates that there is a high probability that it is human. Instead of waiting here for the time to end, face the unknown enemy head-on. β
Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant.
"As for the methodβ"
The two of them looked at each other, and each knew what the best thing to do.
What could be more effective than disrupting the order that the other side has worked so hard to maintain?
Song Yiqiao knew that Sherlock and she had chosen to ignore another possibility, that if the system was just a mechanical system, and if she was forcibly brought back, then all the actions would be useless. They all put their best hopes in front of them, rather than choosing to imagine negative consequences.
She would rather believe that she could stay for the remaining few days.
"I agreed to your proposal."
Song Yiqiao changed the subject casually, let go of the arm that hugged him and sat on the table, his legs shaking slightly. She looked at Sherlock and couldn't help but laugh, "It's weird, I never thought of being with someone like you before. β
"Someone like you?" Sherlock is undeniably repeated.
"Foreigners, detectives, bad tempers, and like to tease me......" Song Yiqiao wrenched his fingers and counted him down the same, "...... Dealing with corpses a lot, having a serious cleanliness habit, and being too good-looking......"
"Huh?"
"That's right."
She said her overlord logic seriously: "You are good-looking, so there will always be a lot of rivals, and the IQ is so high that I have doubts about my life, by the way, and you are too tall, and it is difficult to kiss normally." Ever heard the story of an elephant and an ant getting married? I feel like I'm the ant now...... Not! β
Sherlock bit her lip, "It's easy. β
Because there is no need for ants to take the initiative at all.
"What a savage robber you are!"
Song Yiqiao blushed and couldn't help but want to laugh, her black eyes were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. Sherlock in front of him looked at her quietly, his usually cold eyes focused, with a bit of indescribable tenderness.
She was about to say something, when she suddenly felt her clothes slip off, and the front was cold, so she lowered her head in hindsight.
As the shoulder straps slipped, the zipper was opened, and most of the upper body was exposed, and the white and full softness was even more exposed, and the red on the top looked very attractive.
Song Yiqiao: "!! β
She hurriedly covered her chest, so embarrassed that her skin was faintly pink, and the tips of her small ears were red, looking extremely embarrassed.
Sherlock rarely hooked the corners of his lips, but unfortunately Song Yiqiao was still scrambling to cover it up and didn't see his expression.
"I'll help you."
The zipper on the back can't be closed, and it's not good to move too sharply in front of Sherlock. Song Yiqiao was so embarrassed and anxious that he forgot to let Sherlock turn his head, and when his brain was a little confused, he agreed to his support without thinking.
"Okay."
She carefully pulled her clothes up and sat down obediently, waiting for Sherlock to reach over her and pull the zipper on her back.
A hand was pressed against her skin, and her whole body seemed to be held in her arms, and her snort was the breath of Sherlock. The hand slid down her back, one resting on her tailbone. Song Yiqiao's place was very sensitive, her scalp was numb, she couldn't help but shiver, and quickly grabbed Sherlock's hand.
"Y-What are you doing?"
"Help you."
Sherlock's lips snuggled up to her ear, and with the whisper of the words, the warm breath hit her ears like a thousand ants crawling on them, and she almost screamed.
Before Song Yiqiao could stop him, his lips pressed to the side of his ear, and gradually kissed Song Yiqiao's slender neck, she couldn't help but let out a broken sob, and the soft coquettish voice seemed to encourage Sherlock to continue.
"Hmm...... Wait......"
Instead of pulling her skirt up, she was pulled straight down, and her body was forcibly displayed in front of Sherlock. Bright red strawberries were scattered on the fullness of his chest, and Song Yiqiao suddenly lost his strength, his hands were weakly resting on his neck, his eyes were closed at a loss, and his white cheeks were stained with shyness.
Her head was in a state of confusion until the exploratory hand touched her sensitive spot, and Song Yiqiao clamped her legs as if frightened.
Sherlock bit the blush on her chest as if punishing.
"Ah......h
Her body couldn't help but soften, allowing Sherlock to attack step by step, exhausting her whole body.
When the pain of being pierced came, Sherlock sobbed aggrievedly, even though she had used enough patience. The feeling of body fusion was so wonderful, Song Yiqiao didn't know why she was crying, whether it was pain or sweetness, she couldn't tell the difference.
Her soft, sobbing lips were gagged, and after the pain passed, the tingling pleasure of electricity rushed to the top of her head, about to burst. Her whole body was eaten by Sherlock in a way that could not be refused, leaving no room for it.
Too vigorously invaded. Song Yiqiao couldn't use her strength, her waist was sore, she was hugged tightly. The tide swept over her over and over again, completely drowning her. All she could hear was Sherlock's low gasps, every inch of his body covered in his breath, as if to be marked as possession, and she didn't let go of the slightest.
Until Huan. At the end of the day, she was carefully embraced, like the most magnificent treasure in the world.