Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

"Sherlock, what should we do? Are we about to get involved in a romantic affair? This is dangerous!"

Sherlock did not answer the question, but instead carried Tang Yu and quickly got into the car and returned to the hotel room.

The door was opened and then quickly closed. Sherlock took the opportunity to pin Tang Yu against the door, with his hands on his sides and their bodies pressed tightly together. He then leaned down and kissed her deeply.

The kiss was passionate and urgent, and his hands began to roam restlessly, as if carrying a blazing fire, igniting a fiery passion wherever they went.

After a while, Sherlock, panting, slowly pulled a jade pendant with peach petals from his clothes.

"You're beautiful. You gave yourself to me, didn't you?"

Tang Yu looked at the jade pendant, a bright and beautiful smile blooming on her face. Then she gently hooked her hands around Sherlock's shirt, her fingertips moving almost imperceptibly.

"Sherlock, it is you who wanted me to come to you! This is the gift you requested."

"But you agreed! I asked you to give me jade, in the shape of a peach blossom, you understand what I mean."

Tang Yu smiled and reached out her fingertips to lightly touch Sherlock's deep eyebrows and eyes, her fingertips slowly caressing and tracing the outline of his high nose bridge.

The fingertips continued downwards, tracing the slightly upturned corners of the mouth, gently touching the sensual peaks of the lips, the movement as soft as a feather brushing against the skin.

Then, Tang Yu leaned forward slightly, her warm breath brushing against Sherlock's face.

"Sherlock, love is a dangerous trap. What should you do? Are you going to jump into it?"

After saying this, a sly glint flashed in Tang Yu's eyes, and her fingers slowly slid down to gently stroke her chin, with a touch of playfulness and intimacy.

Sherlock did not respond to Tang Yu's teasing. He suddenly used his strength to lift Tang Yu into the air, forcing her to wrap herself around his waist.

Tang Yu wrapped her arms tightly around the other's neck and laughed, "Sherlock, I bet you have me in your memory palace?"

Sherlock walked steadily to the bedside, then gently placed Tang Yu on the soft bed, his hands supporting him on either side, his tone quick and firm.

"This world is terminally ill and utterly dull. In my palace of memories, there is no room for anything irrational."

I've always believed that emotions are the culprit that destroys reason, but I can't delete you.

Perhaps love isn't a dangerous trap; love is protection.

Tang Yu reached out and gently hooked the edge of Sherlock's shirt, pulling it down slightly. She then gave him a tender, lingering kiss, whispering in his ear as their lips parted.

"Maybe it's not love, just liking."

“None of that matters, my dear.” Sherlock’s voice carried an undeniable certainty.

"They won't be showing up. I've confirmed this repeatedly."

Tang Yu was instantly amused by Sherlock's confident demeanor.

"Love is protection? You clearly want to drag me into this exciting and dangerous world, Sherlock! You're trying to drag me down with you!"

Tang Yu saw through Sherlock's restless nature, and Sherlock chuckled softly.

"You clearly thought it was too boring to kill and set fires alone, so you wanted to find a companion and then seduced me."

"Don't put it so harshly, it's about dealing with criminal gangs, using evil to fight evil!"

The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

As the laughter subsided, Sherlock's gaze became deep and intense, and he slowly lowered his head to give her a light kiss.

Those hands also began to get restless. One hand gently wrapped around the waist of the person beneath her, pulling them close to her, while the other hand slowly moved upwards, passing through the hair, the fingers entwining in the hair.

Just as Tang Yu was about to make a move, a hoarse voice was already close to her ear, emphasizing: "Listen to me today, and follow the rules of the game!"

These words made Tang Yu chuckle, and then she let the man run rampant.

The kisses traveled from her lips to her neck, leaving delicate kiss marks on her smooth skin. Each kiss was accompanied by a light, almost imperceptible bite, causing Tang Yu to let out a soft moan, a sound that seemed particularly alluring in the quiet room.

Are you going to play the gentle, sweetheart role today?

"Maybe."

Sherlock smiled, then continued his actions with his hands and lips, whispering in Tang Yu's ear in a low, hoarse voice about everything Tang Yu had done to him in his memory palace over the past month.

Chapter 13 Sherlock Holmes

"Was she caught pretending to be a weak woman again this time?"

Tang Yu nodded and chuckled, "You know it always works, I'm waiting for you to come and save me!"

Sherlock Holmes and Tang Yu navigate the world of criminal organizations, playing different cat-and-mouse games every day.

During this process, Moriarty in London finds himself being hunted by countless assassins!

He considered taking action against Sherlock, but Sherlock had already disappeared in London.

Moriarty also considered dealing with Watson and threatening Sherlock to stop, but all the snipers he sent out were instantly killed.

No matter how much the investigation went on, Moriarty had no idea who among his entourage had leaked the information.

The end result was that Moriarty was forced to flee and then resigned himself to playing the game dominated by Sherlock and Tang Yu.

The two men are constantly battling the criminal organization controlled by Moriarty, while Moriarty directs his criminal organization members to hunt them down.

"Has Moriarty planned another terrorist attack?"

"It's alright, the person who did it has already been killed!"

Tang Yu showed Sherlock the photos on her phone; two members of a terrorist organization carrying bombs had been shot in the head and killed.

Moriarty always wanted to do something big.

But the bigger the project, the more important it is for everyone to work together seamlessly to avoid any mistakes.

So Tang Yu took advantage of this loophole to eliminate the person actually doing the operation.

Unless Moriarty personally intervenes and uses his intelligence to circumvent the loopholes.

Whenever he hires someone to do something, he can't guarantee that no one will betray him during the process.

"The perfect crime is useless in the face of brute force."

After Tang Yu said this, a house a hundred meters behind the two of them exploded.

Gather evidence and send Moriarty to prison?

No, that makes no sense at all.

Tang Yu then followed a simple and brutal method, cutting off all of Moriarty's wings.

Without the organizational system that generates a huge amount of money, no matter how clever Moriarty is, what kind of trouble can he cause?

The two wander around amidst bullets and gunfire, with Sherlock also solving cases along the way.

Therefore, the two bored people started causing trouble everywhere.

On the day Moriarty died, he wanted to say something, but Tang Yu directly lit the bomb.

Why didn't you let him finish speaking?

Sherlock is quite addicted to the thrilling and crazy life on the run that he has been living for the past six months.

It's so interesting to be struggling on the brink of death every day.

So his opponent's sudden death was quite disappointing for him.

"Because villains die from talking too much, I never give villains a chance to speak."

Actually, Tang Yu felt that someone like Moriarty, before he died, would definitely want to say something to leave Sherlock with a mental demon.

People who are too smart tend to overthink.

Therefore, based on his intuition, Tang Yu concluded that the best villain is the one who keeps quiet.

Do we really want to hear his mental journey to crime? How utterly boring.

When snow fell on the ground on New Year's Day, Watson returned home with a shocked look on his face.

"Sherlock, you're back?"

"John, aren't you incredibly bored without me around? Here, I have a new case... We'll set off tomorrow!"

After hearing the case, Watson couldn't help but ask questions.

"Where's Lilith? Aren't you two together?"

"She went to buy groceries, saying she wanted to try something different tonight."

Sherlock had barely finished speaking when he suddenly looked up, and Watson, who was standing beside him, also spoke up.

"Doesn't Lilith hate cooking? Why would she buy groceries herself?"

“John, you’re right, she lied to me! She went to see Mycroft!”

At this moment, in a slowly moving car, Tang Yu was sitting quietly in the back seat, with Mycroft sitting next to her.

"Are you getting married?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. The laughter echoed in the carriage, as if Mycroft's question was the most absurd joke in the world.

"Sherlock is a staunch bachelor, Mycroft, how could you ask such a ridiculous question?"

“Yes, I am well aware of Sherlock’s personality.” Mycroft nodded slightly, but a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"But he's already ordering a wedding dress. Didn't you know that?"

Tang Yu didn't know about this matter, but there were some things she was certain of.

"When it comes time to get married, I will have to choose the style of the wedding dress. If he dares to make decisions on his own, I will absolutely not accept it."

Moreover, based on my understanding of Sherlock, if he really had ordered a wedding dress...

I would only suspect that the wedding dress designer might have some kind of case against him, and that he was using that as an excuse to approach her.

Mycroft, are you letting your concern cloud your judgment?

Mycroft did not answer, but instead carefully observed Tang Yu with a scrutinizing gaze, trying to find flaws or more clues from her subtle expressions and body language.

“I originally thought that he ordered the wedding dress because you had a child, but now it seems that I was wrong.”

"Of course you're wrong. Even if Sherlock went to buy a diamond ring now, I wouldn't think he was planning to propose to me."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, Mycroft understood.