Mycroft counted as a night's work...... Spring/Dream, some people say that Spring/Dream is without a trace, but Mycroft's is not like that, he remembers it very deeply, about all kinds of dreams, every kiss and every sweet word.

He knew it was a dream, so for the first time, Mycroft tolerated going deep into it.

Mycroft did not suspect that the dream had anything to do with the little Lestrades, and although he was usually innocent, it was understandable that someone he liked would have a spring/dream like a young man, even if it was him.

Mycroft didn't suspect anything, he let himself sink into a dream, and the next morning he woke up and found that Mycroft was ...... Without energy, it was like a nightmare.

Hannibal brought Mycroft his portion of breakfast and asked casually, "Looks like you didn't have a good night's rest last night, Mr. Mycroft." ”

Mycroft smiled, took a sip of coffee without any milk or sugar, and said, "It was just a dream." ”

Harry raised his eyebrows when he heard this, it seemed that Merlin really did what he wanted, and Mycroft probably didn't feel comfortable in his dream last night, the more he didn't want anything, the more he would dream about something.

Merlin snickered from the sidelines, confirming Harry's thoughts.

Breakfast was probably the only meal they could get together, and Lestrade was enjoying his bacon this morning when he suddenly heard Harry's innocent words and nearly choked him.

Harry asked Mycroft, who was sitting on the throne farthest away from him, and said, "Mr. Mycroft, why is there no Mrs. Holmes in this house?" ”

This Mrs. Holmes does not refer to the two Sherlock Holmes mothers, but to the other half of Mycroft, in fact, this question is not abrupt, Harry is nine years old today, he has also felt such a thing as motherly love, so he is also one of the few people in the family who has experienced the happiness and romance of Lestrade and his ex-wife.

In his previous understanding, a family should indeed be composed of a father and a mother, and Lestrade was missing the role of a mother in the family because of the divorce, so he deliberately naively asked why Mycroft did not find a partner.

The reason why Mycroft didn't look for his partner was because he didn't think that affection was necessary, even now that was the idea, but he didn't say that.

"I just haven't met the right person yet."

As he said this, Mycroft looked at Lestrade, who was far away from him, he had not met the right person before, but now he had met.

Reestrade was really wiping Raven's mouth at the time, and her mouth was greasy and the same as the usual image of a little princess, so Reistrade didn't see the look in Mycroft's eyes. Lestrade didn't see it, but the others could see it clearly, Sherlock made a disgusting expression, Mycroft Dead Fat Bald Sherlock Holmes, his brother was moving closer to the word shameless, and his possessiveness could no longer be ignored.

It's really hard for two guys with low emotional intelligence to fall in love, and Lestrade still doesn't know that being a good brother actually has extraordinary thoughts about himself.

Sherlock thought a little smugly, if Lestrade knew what McCroft was thinking, he would be angry and beat people.

Harry had never seen Mycroft so shameless, he actually looked at his Dad Lestrade and said this, and there was no concealment, those eyes longed to grow on Lestrade's body, which made Harry have the idea of wanting to increase his talent.

A new day begins, and Mycroft hasn't been scheduled for a blind date with Lestrade lately, but he has planned a small "date" with Lestrade, an office date.

Lestrade has a sweet tooth, especially donuts, which is a little different from Mycroft, who also has a sweet tooth, but he loves to eat small cakes. Now that he remembered it, he suddenly thought that it was lovely that Lestrade liked donuts, and he had already arranged the time for Mycroft's afternoon tea to be held in Lestrade's office.

Hannibal had been watching Mycroft all the time, his eyes had been glued to Lestrade for too long, and he didn't think anything good about it, and maybe the man had other plans in mind.

When Hannibal wanted to go to Harry's side, Will suddenly grabbed the corner of Hannibal's clothes, and all the sausages on his plate had been eaten, so he saw Will bite his fork and asked shyly, "Hannibal, that ...... Are there any delicious sausages left? ”

This is probably the first time Will has asked for food from Hannibal, and in his last life, since he knew that Hannibal was an ogre, Will tried to eat as little food as he cooked, even if Hannibal could cook deliciously, he didn't take the initiative to ask for it.

This time Hannibal was so happy that he sat back in his place, and even moved to Will's side, Hannibal took the cutlery in his hand and cut open the sausage he had just eaten and gave the uneaten half to Will.

"You need to cut back on too much meat in the morning."

Will smiled sweetly at the food on his plate, he knew best how to control Hannibal to please Hannibal, and he politely dropped a gentle kiss on Hannibal's cheek before officially enjoying the food that Hannibal had shared.

"Thank you, Hannibal." Hannibal was a little surprised, and heard Will say, "Proper politeness, isn't it?" ”

Sitting across from Hannibal and Will are Loki and Thor, Loki covering his eyes to indicate that he is going blind, and the two across from him have the potential to drown.

Loki never thought about how he and Sol would get along, that was the real sweet dead.

"If you need to go out, please call Anthea and she will arrange a vehicle for you."

In recent days, Mycroft has installed some slides or swings in the courtyard in order to facilitate the play of little Lestrade, in addition to some small toys outdoors, a temporary game room has been built indoors.

It can only be said that Mycroft actually took great pains to please the little Lestrades, but it is really hard to say whether the little Lestrades can accept Mycroft's sugar-coated cannonballs, after all, they are all smart, and Mycroft's careful thinking can still be seen.

Mycroft didn't expect his sugar-coated shells to be of any use, but there was a saying that little things add up, and one day little Lestrade would be able to see what he was doing, what was good about him.

"Greg, are you ready? It's not too early, so it's time to go. ”

This is probably the few benefits that Mycroft got after inviting Relestrade's family to live in, because he lived far away, Mycroft would drag Reestrade to work with him, or McCroft refused his own driver to pick him up, but became Reestrade's exclusive driver.

He drove the Reistride family's RV, and happily acted as the little driver who had no salary.

Sherlock was disgusted with Mycroft's behavior, but Lestrade seemed to be enjoying it, this was not the first time Mycroft had taken him to work, and Lestrade may have been a little unaccustomed to it before, a British government actually gave him a small Scotland yard inspector as a driver, who can believe it.

But then Lestrade said that he was really used to it, this driver is not only humorous, but also has good driving skills, and Lestrade said that he is used to it. Sometimes when Mycroft wasn't busy, he sent Lestrade to Scotland Yard, and if McCroft had something to do, it was the other way around.

Greg gulped down the coffee in his cup, kissed his bear children one by one, then grabbed his phone and put on his suit from McCroft's hand, and said to the little Lestrades and Sherlock who were still enjoying breakfast: "See you in the evening, please don't cause trouble today." ”

Little Lestrade waved goodbye to him in unison, they didn't know what McCroft had in mind today, Hannibal, who had known something, was also attracted by Will's full attention, and he forgot what he wanted to say to Harry before.

Will now chooses to help McCroft, because there is no competitive balance between McCroft and Little Lestrade, at least until McCroft confesses, which is why Will will tell Mycroft not to procrastinate.

With Will's help, McCroft is now a tiger with wings, and he tries not to squint when he sends Lestrade to work, otherwise as long as he sees the man in the suit sitting there, McCroft can't help but think of last night's spring/dream.

That's just so exciting.

While waiting for the red light, Mycroft looked ahead and yawned, spring/dream is good, but after waking up he also felt a little tired, so today's spirit has not been very good, just when he yawned, Lestrade came up, his eyes widened very close to Mycroft, and he said, "You look really tired?" Is it because you haven't had a good rest lately? ”

Mycroft was startled by the close proximity of Reestrade, his pupils dilated slightly, and his head unconsciously moved back.

Mycroft regained his composure as quickly as he could, and he smiled as usual, "Oh, dear Greg, I've had a pretty good night's rest, and I feel like I'm in good spirits. ”

How could he have told Sù Lestrade about the dream, that was a bit ......

"Really? If you don't have a good rest, you have to tell me, maybe I can sing you a lullaby. ”

The latter sentence was clearly a joke on the part of Lestrade, but Mycroft swallowed his saliva, thinking not of some cute and childish lullaby, but of some small exercises that real adults could do before bed.

He took Lestrade's hand and said, "Wow, I'm not Sherlock, maybe I don't need a lullaby." ”

What Mycroft said was actually a bit explicit, but his voice was too small and the horn behind him made Lestrade not quite clear about it.

"What do you say? Sorry, I didn't quite that just now. ”

Mycroft stepped on the gas pedal, shook his head and said, "I said thank you, Greg." ”

Just like Will said, maybe he should really speed himself up, otherwise according to Lestrade's emotional intelligence is not on the line, it is really easy to fall into the pit dug by others at any time. Lestrade shrugged, a little surprised that Mycroft really needed a lullaby.

After dropping Lestrade off at Scotland Yard, McCroft drove away from Lestrade's car, and although he looked at the car heading to the Diogenes Club a little silly and not in line with McCroft's identity, it seemed to him that it belonged to Lestrade, didn't it.

Lestrade waved his hand to Mycroft and watched the man leave, this time happened to be the rush hour for work, Donovan happened to meet Lestrade with his breakfast, she looked curiously at the car and the smirking Lestrade and said, "Boss, you ...... Boyfriend? ”

“What？ No, no, no, it's just Mycroft, and I'm staying in his house for the time being. ”

Donovan's mouth grew in surprise, it was the first time she had met McCroft to see Lestrade, she usually came from the parking lot, and rarely went to the front door. And Lestrade didn't say anything about his family's situation, and the sudden news really startled Donovan.

"That's ......"

She didn't know what to say, but looking left and right, this Mr. Mycroft Holmes looked like their boss's boyfriend, and she really hadn't seen anyone else who could do anything like Mycroft.

"Alright, let's go in! Donovan, when did you start gossiping too. ”

Donovan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Boss, I'm just stating the facts. ”

What are the facts? The truth is that Lestrade and Mycroft are like a couple.

Lestrade touched/touched his chin, he seemed to understand something and as if he didn't understand anything, Donovan followed behind Lestrade and sighed as he looked at Lestrade with a puzzled look on his face.

Why can so many people like this man when he is stupid? It's really unscientific!