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When we returned to the villa, the sky was already turning pale.

After removing the detection spells around him, Wenxiu Lord quickly washed his body before lying down on the bed.

It was not until his head hit the pillow that Wenxiu Lord felt relieved that the matter was over.

He turned over, buried his face in the quilt and closed his eyes. The feeling of fatigue enveloped him little by little, filling every pore of his body.

Can you have a good sleep today?

Obviously it can't.

Because Tom Riddle hasn't returned yet.

According to the information learned from Remus, Tom Riddle should still be dealing with the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.

In fact, Wenxiu Lord really hoped that Tom Riddle could come back later, the later the better.

The later he came back the greater the chances were that the Aurors would be alive.

Otherwise, judging by what Tom Riddle said before he left, he would definitely not waste time on those Aurors.

Turning over, Wenxiu Lord moved from the left side of the bed to the right side, and the clothes he was wearing turned into a scarf.

My body felt like it was being possessed by a ghost. Every part of it felt awkward and I felt uncomfortable in any posture.

It is energetic and active like the splash of water made by a whale surfacing from the water.

He turned over again, put his arms around her long legs and rode on her, with the quilt held in his arms.

The sheets under him had been messed up by him, with so many wrinkles that it looked like someone had done a whole set of radio gymnastics while lying on them.

"Ah."

In the pitch-dark bedroom, besides the rustling sounds of Wenxiu Lord's repeated tossing and turning, a low, mellow chuckle could be heard.

The moment the voice sounded, Wenxiu Lord drew out his wand and cast a layer of armor around himself.

"who!?"

After sitting up, he released another weapon, and the tip of Wenxiu Lord's wand lit up with a cold white fluorescence.

Seeing the face of the man standing at the foot of the bed, Wenxiu Lord's alert expression instantly turned into joy. He stuffed his wand under the pillow and pounced on the man.

"Vodhi, you're back!"

After blocking the attack, Tom Riddle put away his wand and opened his arms to welcome Vinciu Lord's embrace.

"My Wenxiu, this welcoming ceremony is not very safe."

Although he said this, his expression didn't look angry or unhappy.

With a deeper chill on his body, Wenxiu Lord wrapped him like a ball of warm fire. Tom Riddle hugged him tightly, feeling his body gradually filled with warmth.

The silver-haired young man knelt on the bed with his knees. This height made his face face to the chest. Tom Riddle exerted more force with his arms, and Wenxiu Lord instantly felt that his nose was about to be crushed.

"Wenxiu, why haven't you gone to bed yet so late?" Tom Riddle didn't have the slightest self-awareness to crush someone else's nose.

After saving his nose, Wenxiu Lord looked up at the man who still looked handsome even at this fatal angle, and spoke, perfectly demonstrating what it meant to learn and apply.

"I miss you so much that I can't sleep."

This answer made Tom Riddle in a good mood. He rubbed Wenxiu Lord's soft and smooth hair, and his voice was tired but pleasant.

"It's my fault. I should have come back earlier."

Climbing up the man's neck, Wenxiu Lord kissed the man's chin, "Vodi, go wash up quickly."

He did not ask what Tom Riddle had done, or what the result was.

Being in such a sensitive position now, what Tom Riddle wants to see is pretending to be deaf and dumb and being a love-brained person.

He felt two dry, cool and soft touches on his forehead. "Okay, I'll go now. Wen Xiu, you can rest first." The voice above his head was like a cello piece in the silent night, making Wen Xiu Lord's ears burn.

The two men separated, and Wenxiu Lord watched Tom Riddle walk into the bathroom. After the door was closed, a beige light and a vague figure shone through the frosted glass.

Staring down at the quilt, Wenxiu Lord came to a realization that made him both sad and happy - there was nothing wrong with his body.

Lying on his back on the mattress, Wenxiu Lord lifted the quilt and rolled over. When Tom Riddle came out of the shower, he received a Wenxiu scroll.

The silver-haired young man's eyelids were drooping from sleepiness. When he saw Gu Yong come out, he moved to the bedside and made room for him.

Lying on the bed, looking with amusement at the silver-haired young man who was unable to struggle out of the quilt, Tom Riddle reached out and grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled hard.

The roll was not opened, but a cat-like insect Wen Xiu threw himself into his arms.

"Stop laughing and help me open it. Don't you want to sleep under the quilt tonight?"

Kicking the man in front of him who was gloating over his misfortune with his feet, Wenxiu Lord stared at the delicious food that was delivered to his door and opened his mouth to vent his anger without hesitation.

In just a few seconds, a tooth mark belonging to his fiancé appeared on the perfect chest muscles of the cruel and violent Mr. Voldemort.

Tom Riddle didn't care at all about the new tooth mark on his body. He was even very happy. Even his tired body felt full of energy.

"I am so innocent. Not only will I be kicked by Wen Xiu, I will also be bitten by him."

After unrolling the quilt, Tom Riddle lifted it up and covered the two men's heads, then turned over and pressed Vinciu Lord under him.

"Since Wen Xiu is so energetic, why don't we do something else to pass the time."

The temperature in the cramped space rose, and every breath Tom Riddle exhaled was incredibly hot, causing the young man under him to tremble unconsciously.

"No, no, no." Wenxiu Lord put his hands on the chest muscles of the person on top of him, and shook his head like a rattle.

"I'm so tired, and Fudi hasn't had a good rest either. Let's take a break."

The voice was muffled, and Tom Riddle heard a hint of begging and coquettishness in it.

Originally, he just wanted to deal with those troublesome guys as quickly as possible, and then come back to spend some time with his fiancée.

As a result, that group of people were not tactful and delayed his return home until the early morning.

If they didn't sleep now, it would be dawn soon. Wenxiu Lord looked so tired that he was really pitiful. Tom Riddle no longer had the heart to tease him.

Turning over and lying beside him, pulling him in his arms, Tom Riddle kissed Vinciu Lord's lips, imprisoning him like a vine.

"Then go to sleep. Good night, my Wenxiu."

After saying this, he didn't care whether the person in his arms was comfortable or not, and just closed his eyes.

Just think about it, this posture is very uncomfortable. Not only uncomfortable, but also suffocating.

But Wenxiu Lord's body had reached its limit. Now that Tom Riddle was in front of him, he no longer had to think about who Tom Riddle was persecuting, and his entire brain was relaxed as if it had been formatted.

Resting his head on Tom Riddle's arm, Wenxiu Lord did not struggle. He simply closed his eyes and planned to sleep in this position.

After a while, the two breathing sounds in the quiet room gradually calmed down.

In the darkness where one cannot see anything, the two hearts are pressed tightly together while still beating vigorously, and even the rising and falling breathing sounds gradually become in sync.

The sun is high outside and it looks like today will be a nice, sunny day.