"Other people's bodies are definitely not good-looking."

Sunny was flushed, it should have been a serious topic, but why was Sherlock so strange when he said it.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." In the movie, the elderly Ruth says, "Jack is very professional. ”

Sang thought that he certainly didn't look like a professional painter now, how could he blush just by hearing Sherlock say that?

But from a painter's point of view, Sherlock's body lines are really good, and the muscle texture after taking off his clothes is perfect and beautiful, and he will not be overly exaggerated or look thin and weak.

…… Well.

"Sang." Sherlock watched as Sonny's face became redder and redder, and he glanced at the movie screen and frowned slightly, is it because of this plot?

Oriental people are said to be emotionally introverted, and it seems normal to be shy when they see this kind of plot, but Sang Yi is a painter......

"Huh?" Sang Yi was startled by Sherlock's call, and he met Sherlock's eyes again, his heart beating panicked, "What's wrong?" ”

There are couples kissing secretly, perhaps infected by the plot of the movie.

Sherlock's hand pressed to Sunny Eye, and he leaned into Sunny Eye's ear, his voice low, "If you're embarrassed, don't look at it." ”

Sangyi: "......"

No, it's just the human body, he learns to paint, and he has an appreciative gaze for all the beautiful bodies.

Shy words...... Sherlock's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyelashes trembled, and the palm of Sherlock's hand was a little itchy, making the tip of Sherlock's heart itch too.

Why did he think it was possible for Sang Yi to like him the previous time? If you like it, you won't talk to him about it openly, right? Should be like Jack and Ruth......

Sherlock watched the movie, calm and serious, his voice lowered, as if he was afraid to disturb the rest of the theater.

He said, "Sanyi, you haven't answered me yet, mannequin, can I?" ”

Sang Yi reached out and removed Sherlock's hand, his eyes shining with the light of the movie screen, "Let's talk about it then." ”

"Do I need to have my body checked again?" Sherlock asked.

Sanyi: Why is the phrase "......" so strange?

"Isn't it?" Sherlock asked again.

Sang Yi reached out and pushed Sherlock's face away and whispered, "Watch the movie." ”

"Okay." Sherlock looked a little regretful, "I'm always available if you need to." ”

Sangyi: "......"

Thank you.

The movie is over.

The two of them said hello to Jasmine and went their separate ways.

It's late afternoon, and the sunset looks particularly beautiful.

Sherlock stared at Sonny's hanging hand, and wanted to hold it, but his fingers were flexed, and he still told himself very sensibly that Sunny didn't know his feelings now, and he would be scared.

When faced with solving the case, Mr. Detective never timid, always calm, calm and conceited, even in the face of emotions......

Even in the face of feelings now, he wants to treat them in his usual style. It was obviously impossible, he couldn't be so calm against Sang, something he had proven several times before.

Before Christmas, he had to be happy with Sang, Sherlock thought, so that he could have a perfect Christmas with Sang, and then he could take Sani home...... Well, but it's a bit far to think about it now.

Sang Yi next to him didn't know what he was thinking, he looked up at the glow in the sky, and suddenly shouted, "Mr. Detective." ”

At the same time, Sherlock also asked, "Movies, do you like it?" ”

Sang Yi was stunned, and the look in Sherlock's eyes was the kind of expression that Sang Yi couldn't understand.

Sami looked away a little uncomfortably and whispered, "Hmm." ”

Sherlock asked again, "Are you hungry?" ”

Sang Yi said it was okay.

"You called me, do you have something to say?"

Sang Yi blinked softly, then said, "I'm going to say that tomorrow I'm going out to sketch, and it's possible that I won't be home all day." ”

Sherlock asked, "What about the evening?" ”

"Not sure." Sang Yi replied, "I will go to the mountains because I want to paint the starry sky...... I'll bring a tent just in case. ”

Sherlock frowned, "Alone? ”

"Hmm." Sang Yi nodded, "You know, my relationship with other people is very ordinary, not to the point where I can make an appointment to sketch together. ”

Sherlock said, "I'll go with you." ”

"Huh?" Sang Yi blinked, "It's going to be boring, I'll probably sit for hours at a time, and you should have something else to do, right?" ”

Sherlock was serious, "I'm not worried about you going alone, there will be snakes, ants, insects and rats on the mountain, and there may be other beasts...... You go alone, aren't you afraid? ”

Beasts, snakes, ants, insects, rats, everything is something that scares Sangyi.

Sangyi: "......"

He fell silent and asked himself, should this sketch be necessary?

"You can go." Sherlock observed Sunny Nye's expression, "I'll go with you, you bring what you need, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

Sang Yi hesitated, "But this will be very troublesome for you, if there is a case to come to the door......

Sherlock said lightly, "Then go to the mountains and find me." ”

Sangyi: "......"

"If you're looking for my help, it's not a big deal to just walk a little longer, right?" Sherlock said.

Wayward Mr. Detective.

But......

Sang Yi pressed his head helplessly and said, "It's better for me to go alone, if the weather is good, there should be no problem, and I will bring the insect repellent scatter." ”

Sherlock said, "No, if you're going, I'm going too." ”

Sang Yi looked at Sherlock incomprehensibly, obviously not understanding why Sherlock was so 'clingy'.

Sherlock said quietly, "You have no friends, and as your only friend, I should be responsible for your personal safety." ”

Sangyi: "...... Mr. Detective. ”

Sherlock added, "You may not know that if you encounter a landslide or a mudslide—"

The soft fingertips pressed against Sherlock's mouth, and Sherlock's voice closed, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at Sonny's white fingers.

It's soft, it's comfortable, it's beautiful.

Would love to ...... Give people a bite.

But Sherlock was still sanity.

"Mr. Detective, it's better not to say this kind of thing." Sang Yi's voice was also very soft, "I'm a superstitious person, and if I don't say something, I won't have it, and I must pay attention to what I say." ”

Sherlock nodded, indicating that he understood.

Seeing that Sherlock really didn't seem to speak, Sang Yi was about to pull his fingers away.

However, at the moment of withdrawal, there was a subtle, warm, wet touch on the fingers.

— the tip of Sherlock's tongue. Sang Yi's hand shook and hurriedly withdrew his fingers and hid them behind him.

This is...... What are you doing?

The panic in his eyes was seen by Sherlock, but he did not dislike or resent this kind of emotion, which made Sherlock unable to control the pleasure in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Sherlock apologized again, "I didn't mean to, I just wanted to talk." ”

The fingertips had dried, but Sang Yi felt inexplicably that it was still extremely hot.

Sang Yi hummed twice and whispered, "Yes, I know, it's okay, that ......"

He seemed a little incoherent, and Sherlock intimately answered, "I know, you're scared. ”

Sang Yi nodded hurriedly, "Yes...... It's a little weird. ”

Sherlock tasted this sentence and analyzed it with a mindset that was no less than when solving a case.

He thought to himself with some distress that this was a sweet torture.

"Mr. Detective." Sang Yi screamed again.

Sherlock looked at Sang.

Sang Yi said, "Mr. Detective, let's go." ”

"Sang."

"Huh?"

"Can I discuss something with you?" Sherlock asked sincerely.

It must be a serious matter to let Sherlock use such a word as consultation, right? Sang Yi paused and looked up slightly at Sherlock.

Sherlock said, "...... Can you call me by name? Um I mean, you called me by name in the cinema just now, and I think it's good. ”

Sang Yi pursed his lips and smiled, and he asked, "Isn't it okay for me to call Mr. Detective?" It doesn't seem like anyone calls you that. ”

So...... Is it special to call it like that? A name that belongs only to the two of them?

As Mrs. Hudson said, it belongs only to the little love between the two of them, and when you think about it, the title is really getting more and more cute.

"Yes."

Indeed, the name Sherlock, everyone is calling.

Is this a second date, though? Sherlock thought again, the first time they had dinner and went to the theater, Sang Yi must not think it was a date, right?

Sherlock said, I like it too.

Sang Yi's ears were slightly hot and a little hot, and he asked, "So what do you want to do now after watching the movie?" ”

"Go eat." Sherlock naturally took Sang Yi's hand and pulled Sang Yi forward, "Let's go to dinner, I heard that there are Chinese people on Baker Street who have opened a Chinese restaurant, I have already seen the address before I came, not far away." ”

Sang Yi was stunned, "Don't you like Chinese food?" We don't have to eat Chinese food. ”

Sherlock said, "Who said, I also like Chinese food." ”

Sangyi: "...... Well. "Okay.

Sonny's gaze fell on Sherlock's wrist, which was firmly grasped by Sherlock, and he twitched lightly, and he whispered, "But Mr. Detective, I can go by myself." ”

"I know." Sherlock replied, "It's better to just avoid getting lost, and it's better to pull." ”

Avoid getting lost or something, as if treating a child.

Sang Yi let out a dry sigh, and sure enough, he didn't retract his hand again, letting Sherlock hold it.

The hands in his palms warmed up little by little, and the people on the street occasionally looked at them, but no one paid special attention to them.

"The weather should be fine tomorrow." Sherlock said suddenly.

Sang Yi glanced at the sunset on the horizon again, and he said, "There is a proverb over there that the morning glow does not go out and the sunset travels thousands of miles, so the weather will be fine tomorrow." ”

"I'll go with you to the mountains to sketch." Sherlock returned to the subject, "I want to climb the mountains and camp, and I have the same purpose as you. ”

Sang looked up and looked at Sherlock's face, but he didn't speak.

Sherlock said, "You've got to give me a few answers today, right?" I asked you if you were leaving London, and you said you didn't know, and I asked if you needed me to be a mannequin for you, and you said yes, now I want to go sketching with you, and you still want to refuse me. ”

Sherlock looked resentful, and Sang was dumbfounded for a moment, "I'm not ......"

"You just don't want to go out with me, do you?" Sherlock's expression turned grim again, "If it's Watson, would you be willing?" ”

"What?" Sang Yi didn't quite understand how to say Watson, "What does it have to do with Dr. Watson?" ”

"It's a big deal." Sherlock began to find fault, "He likes you, you said you were going to invite him to dinner alone, you said he was a nice guy." ”

So?

Sang Yi looked at Sherlock patiently, "Saying that you are just thanking you for dinner, didn't I say that?" ”

Sherlock held Sonny's hand tighter, "Then you should please me too." ”

"Aren't we going to eat together now?" Sang Yi was puzzled.

"This is what I invited." Mr. Detective said, "The previous one didn't count. ”

"Then I'll treat you to dinner then." Sang Yi didn't hesitate, "You did help me a lot, you should be invited to dinner." ”

Sherlock: "......"

Sherlock: "That's not what I meant. ”

Sang Yi wondered, "That's ......"

"You can't go out alone with John." Sherlock said, "You'll have to get me along, three of you, three of you out." ”

Sang Yi suddenly realized: "I understand, I will call you." ”

Did you want to go out to dinner with them? You don't have to go around in such a big circle, just say no?

Sherlock looked at Sunny with a look on his face, he was sure that Sunny had misunderstood him, and although he didn't know how, he didn't explain much at the moment.

He won't let Sang Yi and Watson be alone, Watson can bless anyone he likes, and he encourages the other party to pursue it, but Sang Yi can't.

What's more, Sherlock also knew that Watson didn't like Sang Yi much, although he said something like interest, but it was more like having a good impression than a non-Sang Yi's love.

What's more, Sang Yi didn't like Watson either.

Two people who don't like each other can't decide to be together impulsively because of mistakes.

Thinking like this, Sherlock gripped the fingertips of his palms tighter, and Sang would like him.

So...... Would Sang be willing to stay in London and not leave? Sherlock didn't know, and it was the first time he had been so uncertain.

"Sanyi, I hope you can tell me wherever you go."