The right way to attack Moriarty

Jim let out a contented gasp and put his arms around Newt's neck.

Newt lowered his head and kissed Jim deeply again.

Jim's body tensed gradually, then suddenly relaxed.

Under the cherry blossom tree, a boy with light blond hair was half leaning against the tree, with one leg curled up and the other stretched casually.

The black-haired boy was half leaning on the light-blond-haired boy, and turned his head to show the blond-haired boy a smile, with a bit of obedient satisfaction.

Newt pulled the clothes aside, wiped his hands, and when he turned around, he saw Jim staring at him intently.

"Happy?" Newt asked Jim casually, rubbing his sweat-drenched hair.

"Ah, it's okay." Jim dragged his tone and made a smirk. He half raised his body and looked up at Newt. Although he said a question, his tone was very firm, "Are you unhappy?"

"Of course I'm not happy," Newt said, throwing the soiled clothes aside. "You think I can be happy?"

Jim looked up and exchanged a deep kiss with Newt, then slid down, from Newt's lap to his stomach.With a smirk mixed in, Jim raised his head again, with a bit of malice in the corner of his eyes, "It's okay, I'll cheer you up right away."

"Forget it," Newt pulled the man up, and kissed him hard again, the words were blurred between the lips and teeth of the two. "If you have such leisure, you might as well make less trouble and let me worry less."

Jim didn't know whether he heard it or not. With Newt's usual forceful kiss, taking advantage of the opening of Newt's lips when he spoke, Jim kissed back even more fiercely than Newt, and his lips stuck together. Tongues are entangled and intertwined, as if they will never be separated in this life, wishing that the two of them will become one, born and grown together.

A strong smell of blood soon filled the air.

Kissing, a kind of heart-to-heart connection, created an atmosphere of fierce competition between the two of them.

The two people refused to give in at all. In each other's battlefield, the friendship that can be said and the unspeakable is swept, mixed with the past that has been said and has not been said.The lips and tongues of the two were entangled together, sucking fiercely, as if they wanted to eat each other into their stomachs, and from then on they were completely integrated into the flesh and blood, without the slightest difference.

This kiss lasted about 10 minutes. The two of them came and went, as if what they were fighting for was not air resources and moisture, and what they were exchanging was not each other's desire for friendship, but the foundation of survival, the bottom line that could not be compromised in the slightest.

Mixed with violently intensified panting, Jim's lower abdomen suddenly tensed, his body raised up in a beautiful arc, and then suddenly relaxed.

And so the kiss ended.

Newt shook his head and smiled, and kissed the corner of Jim's lips soothingly.

"As a Slytherin, your speed is too Gryffindor."

Jim bit Newt's upper lip hard, and his words were slurred: "Be honest, how many people have you hooked up behind my back?"

"A thousand or eight hundred," Newt licked his upper lip, blood dripping from the tip of his tongue.

"Nonsense." Jim leaned half on Newt's body and yawned lazily. "There are a thousand people in Hogwarts?"

"No, but besides people, I'm still a dog." Newt continued talking without changing his expression.

"Fuck," Jim threw Newt to the ground viciously, "Don't think you're special to me, I won't dare to do anything to you."

Newt smiled, allowing Jim to claw at him.

"Hey." Jim lay on Newt's body and asked him lazily, "Slytherin, who has experienced many battles, do you really not need me to cheer you up? How are you going to get out later?"

"No," Newt bowed his head and kissed Jim's forehead, couldn't help teasing, "I'm afraid you'll bite it off."

"Fuck you," Jim scolded with a smile, "then you just hold on, and it's best to hold on until you're completely useless."

"Okay, stop messing around," Newt smiled and pulled the clothes aside, "You have some free time, hurry up and restore our clothes to the original ones. Otherwise, we will have nothing to wear in a while, it will be fun It just blows up."

The two wizard robes that were originally neat had now turned into tattered cloth strips.There are also some white spots stained on it.

"Why don't you do it yourself," Jim picked up his wand from the ground, and put a recovery on the wizard's robe, "Your spells are much better than mine."

"Too lazy to move." Newt leaned against the cherry tree, still in the same position, with one leg curled up casually and the other stretched out.

A few cherry blossoms fluttered down, seeming to have spirituality, and even avoided Newt, falling to the ground beside him.

Jim handed Newt the wizard robe in his hand, picked up Newt's wand, and handed it over.

"When are you going to go back?"

"Don't worry," Newt said, taking the wand casually and turning it twice in his hand.

Jim sat down half close to Newt, pillowed on Newt's knee, and looked at the cherry tree above his head.

"You really like Japan," Jim laughed. "The garden is full of cherry blossom trees."

"Yeah," Newt responded perfunctorily, with his arms lazily across Jim's chest, half-embracing him in his arms.

"Hey," Jim had to stand up and sit upright, escaping from Newt's clutches, "where do you put your hands?"

"Why," Newt raised an eyebrow at him, "uncomfortable?"

Jim was defeated, and sat back to his original position in despair, and even leaned forward on purpose, so that Newt's hand could be completely attached to his upper body.

Newt tilted his head and kissed his ear.

Newt's shirt was a little rough, and when it rubbed against his skin, it brought a shiver.What's more, Newt's fingers kept pressing on Jim's chest.

Under the cherry blossom tree, the boy with light blond hair was half leaning against the tree trunk, his left leg was lazily curled up, his right leg was stretched casually, bearing the weight of the entire Jim on his knee, and his fingers moved unconsciously.

Jim leaned on Newt's knee, and he could smell Newt's unique scent from the side of his head. Surrounded by the smell of Newt, Jim was very comfortable.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if Newt's hand that was raised, pressed, pressed, and raised could be removed.

There was a moment of silence.

The petals fell on the ground, and the sound seemed to be heard.

Jim almost fell asleep in this environment.

"When did you start studying the eternity of life?" Newt said abruptly, startling Jim.

"I thought this matter was over." Jim complained a little dissatisfied, he lazily turned over and looked sideways at Newt.

"No," Newt retracted the fingers that had been moving unconsciously, and his arms were still loosely wrapped around Jim's body.

Jim poked his head out, grabbed Newt's lower lip again, and exchanged lips and tongues. What Newt didn't say was blocked by Jim.

While moving, Jim secretly looked at Newt's expression.

Newt still looked expressionless, but he was not in a hurry to push Jim away.

Jim was relieved, as long as Newt didn't directly push him away, it would prove that this matter can still be fooled by haha.

Ten minutes later, Jim reluctantly parted from Newt, then blinked and asked him innocently: "When are we going back? I'm hungry."

"Don't worry," Newt said with a calm face, and he spoke in a very unhurried tone, as if he wanted to talk to Jim to the end. "Didn't we come in to solve the matter? The matter has not been resolved yet, hurry out What are you doing?"

Obviously, things didn't go as Jim expected, blurred in the passionate kiss between the two parties.

Newt doesn't seem to intend to let Jim get away with it so easily, or, this time, what Newt said about "the last tolerance" is probably true.

In short, Newt fought a surprise battle when Jim was caught off guard.

"When did you start researching the eternity of life?" Newt asked him again, his expression still unresponsive, "from your dean's project?"

"No," Jim rolled over, lazily. "It's been a long time. I told you."

"Oh, you told me? How come I don't know when it happened?" Newt made him laugh angrily, "There must be a limit to nonsense, can we come here without opening our mouths like this?"

"No." Jim still had the same tone of beating, with his back turned to Newt, lazily expressing his deep affection for Newt, "I never lie to you."

Newt: Do you think I'll believe it?

With his back turned to Newt, Jim couldn't see Newt's expression, but heard Newt's sneer.He continued on without expression: "You asked me what I was watching that day. I told you that I was watching black magic teaching you to live forever. If you didn't believe me, who can blame this?"

"Which day?" Newt didn't think about it for a while, "It's not the first day I met you, it's been every day, how can I know what day it is."

Jim finally rolled over, facing Newt. "You asked me about the day of Second Salem and Austria-Hungary."

"Oh, the day you cried." When Jim said this, Newt remembered that, logically speaking, it was really possible for Jim to say a few truths that day.

But, at that time, what happened at that time?

Looking at Newt's expression, Jim knew that this man still didn't remember.So, he sighed resignedly, and began to recall the situation to Newt.

"You went to the kitchen to get food, and when you came back, you saw me lying on the bed reading a book. You asked me what I was reading, and I said I was watching black magic teach you how to live forever." Jim finished in one breath, "You don't believe me. He also called me nonsense. He said that this is all your book. You know exactly what is in your book. I told you at the time, and if you don’t believe me, you can’t rely on me. "

Newt: ...

Did you tell me that?

What did you say to me!

Newt sighed: "It's a good thing you are not a big girl with a delicate mind. I am just such a rough man's heart. Do I have to break it into pieces, knead it into powder, and drink it with some brain fragments to become exquisite and translucent? Only then can you know what riddles you have been playing every day."

The author has something to say: I also want something to happen to Newt and Jim, but Newt disagrees, what can I do, I am also desperate.