Florentine.
In a quiet alley, in a very large courtyard, in a warm room, the bodies of a man and a woman are close together.
The man has a handsome face, blond hair, and is wearing an extremely tight-fitting pink dress. The girl is beautiful and cute. Through the gap in her collar, you can vaguely see the tattoos of various flowers on her skin, which brings a special temptation.
At this time, the man looked serious, while the girl was a little scared.
Looking at the man, the girl's eyes flickered, and she asked timidly: "Master Sherlock, are you really going to be okay?"
"Don't worry, Lucia, there will definitely be no problem." The man smiled, "As long as you experience this kind of thing once, you will definitely pester me to do it in the future."
"I... I don't believe it." The girl's face turned slightly red.
"Okay, are you ready?" the man asked.
"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly.
"Okay, don't move, I'm coming in." The man said.
The girl pursed her lips and stopped talking. Feeling some foreign object entering, her body suddenly tensed up.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The girl frowned slightly: "Master Sherlock, it hurts a bit, please... be gentle."
"Okay." The man nodded, moved slowly, and then asked, "What now?"
The girl felt it seriously, and after a moment, her face turned redder, "Now... now it's a little itchy again."
"Is it itchy? That's all it is. Enjoy it." The man moved quickly, and the girl's face became redder and redder, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
After a long time, as the foreign object left, the girl's whole body went limp.
"call-"
The man blew a breath, looked at the girl with a smile and asked: "Okay, now I feel like I didn't lie. After I finish it, I want to do it again."
The girl nodded imperceptibly.
"Then put your other ear over," the man said.
The girl's body was very honest, like a little kitten, close to the man's body, her head resting on Sherlock's lap, one ear pointed upward.
The man looked to one side and saw numerous tools placed on the navy blue silk cloth: small clips, small forks, small spoons, small wooden knives, feathers...
The man glanced at the many tools for a few times, finally picked up one, held it firmly in his hand, and stretched it towards the girl's ear.
The girl closed her eyes comfortably, her face full of enjoyment.
"Well… "
"Um… "
…
After a while, the man finished the operation, patted the girl's back, asked her to sit up, and reminded: "Okay, Lucia, it's over. Let me ask you, how much have you learned?"
"Sixty percent," the girl said with twinkling eyes.
"Sixty percent, that's about it. Now it's your turn to serve me." The man said, lying down on the girl's lap.
The girl pouted and said, "Master Sherlock, you're lying. You didn't say before that you would do it for you after I finish it. Otherwise... otherwise, I would learn more seriously."
"I'm not cheating. I'm teaching you this stuff just to enjoy it. Okay, okay, it's almost 60%. It's better than what I learned the first time. Come on, let me see you. craftsmanship.”
"Really?"
"certainly."
"Okay." The girl was helpless. The next moment her expression became serious, she picked up the tool and began to operate meticulously.
While enjoying it, the man commented: "Yeah, not bad."
"Be gentle."
"Use more strength."
"Well, that's it, keep it up."
"Yes, yes, it's comfortable, very comfortable."
After a long time, the girl finished her service, and the man stood up, straightened his clothes, and let out a long breath. Looking out the window, I suddenly saw something, my eyes flashed, and I was a little lost.
The girl looked at the man, a little worried. She thought he made a mistake and made the man stupid. She whispered: "Xia... Master Sherlock, are you okay?"
The man shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine, continued to look out the window, and said slowly: "It's snowing."
"Huh?" The girl was stunned, followed the man's line of sight, and saw that snowflakes like goose feathers were floating outside the door.
New year, January, ice moon, the first snow falls.
"One year." The man said, talking to himself, sighing a little, "Being here, before I know it, it has been more than a year."
The girl blinked and heard more meaning from the man's words. She looked at the man slightly nervously: "Master Sherlock, are you leaving?"
"Leave? How is that possible?" The man looked back at the girl and categorically denied, "This place is so good, with delicious food, beautiful scenery, and most importantly, you. Why should I leave?"
When the girl heard the last part, her originally red face suddenly turned even redder, like a ripe apple. She punched the man lightly angrily and said, "Master Sherlock, you bullied me again!"
"No way! I didn't bully you. What I told is the truth, Lucia." The man approached the girl, looked into her eyes and said, "This is the place I want to stay most, unless something happens." If big things happen, I will always live happily with you. So, Lucia, are you willing?"
Under the man's gaze, the girl was defeated, lowered her head shyly, and said weakly: "I... I do." After saying that, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
"That's good." The man smiled, holding the girl's face in his hands, and was about to take further action when an explosion, like thunder, was heard outside the courtyard.
"Boom!"
The ground shook violently, and the furnishings in the room swayed.
The girl couldn't help but open her eyes. The man was also a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment and turned to look in the direction of the alley.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of weapons clashing.
"Puff puff!"
The sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh.
"Ah!"
The sound of injured screams.
In an instant, countless sounds came in like a tide, wreaking havoc on the ears that had just enjoyed it.
The sound came and went quickly, almost without time to react, and disappeared like the ebbing tide.
The man and the girl looked at each other in confusion. After a long time, the girl said, "Master Sherlock, something seems to have happened outside."
The man's lips narrowed slightly and his eyes rolled, as if he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he patted the girl's back a few times and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I will protect you. I'll go take a look first to see what's going on."
With that said, the man put on a gray cloak and walked out towards the entrance of the courtyard.
The girl froze on the spot, quickly picked up a purple coat, put it on, chased after the man, and said in her mouth: "Master Sherlock, wait for me, I will go with you."
The two of them arrived at the entrance of the courtyard not long after, carefully opened the door a crack, and secretly looked outside. I saw large swaths of blood on the ground in the alley. I don’t know when.
The feather-like snowflakes fell towards the blood and quickly merged with the blood, turning into an existence like blood sand.
As the snowflakes fell more and more, the blood was slowly frozen and turned into blood spots on the ground.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A harsh sound sounded, and soldiers in black armor quickly removed the blood spots with metal tools. In addition, there were more black-armored soldiers, dragging the corpses of blue-armored soldiers one after another, throwing them into the carriage on the side, and quickly transporting them away.
Everything seemed silent and efficient, which made people shudder when they saw it.
A black-robed wizard stood in the alley, motionless, like a sculpture, and suddenly looked towards the courtyard door that was opened a crack.
"boom!"
The courtyard door was immediately closed.
The girl's face turned pale with fright, obviously she had never seen such a scene before.
The man seemed calm, but his brows were furrowed.
"It can't be so unlucky, right? The good days have only been a few days, and something really big happens?"
"Is it not peaceful on the east coast? Do you have to force me to go back? But I really don't want to go back. It's so comfortable here. Alas!" At the end of the sentence, Sherlock let out a long sigh and couldn't help but ask doubtfully, " What happened?"
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