[Comprehensive British and American] The Second Coming of the Demon King

Soon, the life of the third grade ended in the easy and comfortable life of Monigus and the dire straits of others.

On the Hogwarts Express, Felomina looked at Monigus angrily: "Why are you the only Durmstrang who went together, but you can be exempted from the final exam?"

Monigus raised his chin slightly: "Because I am the champion of the Triwizard Tournament."

Filomina was so angry that she gritted her snow-white teeth, almost wanting to tear Monigus up and swallow him.

The proud look of Monigus was really an eyesore for him, especially because he had been mad by showing his affection with someone for almost a whole year, which made him almost always go to Clifford afterwards.

"Phil, even if you have to take the final exam, don't you still handle it easily?" Aiduo, who was sitting next to Philomena, said doubtfully.

Philomena's breath stagnates, her neck seems to have turned into a mechanical joint, and she turns to Aiduo after a pause, and she seems to be able to hear the crackling sound when her neck is stiff and turning. She asked in disbelief: "Aiduo, you actually helped Moni take down my platform."

Seeing the exaggerated expression on Philomena's face, Aiduo giggled, and gently chirped on her pink cheek, "Phil, you know, I only tell the truth." , and blinked those beautiful eyes as if shy.

Philomena seemed to be calmed by her kiss, she naughtily moved her cheek closer, and said angrily, "One more kiss and I'll forgive you."

Aiduo seemed helpless, held Philomena's small face and kissed it fiercely, making a "boo".

Philomena laughed happily, then stretched out her two slender hands treacherously, and attacked Aiduo's waist.

Sudden attack, Aiduo was completely unprepared when Filomina scratched the itchy flesh on her waist. She laughed for a moment and trembled, but she vented all the strength in her body, and was thrown down on the sofa by Philomena. .

Slowly getting used to the cock around her waist, Aiduo had the strength to counterattack, and also scratched the itchy spots on Philomena's body.

Then the two girls laughed so hard that their tears flowed, but they still refused to let each other go.

Monigus looked at the two laughing girls, but shook his head helplessly. He had nothing to do with Philomena, but he didn't expect Aiduo to go crazy with her this time.

After laughing, Philomena seemed to have exhausted her strength, lazily leaning on the seat and nibbling on her favorite cookie. She hadn't eaten it for nearly a year, and she missed it very much.

But Aiduo secretly glanced at Monigus several times, and found that he was still concentrating on reading, and couldn't help lowering his head in disappointment.

The sadness in her eyes flashed away. She didn't know if Moniques knew her feelings for her. She worked hard to learn more and become better, just hoping to stand on his side like Philomena. around.

Aiduo wants to change the status quo. She knows that she has always been dispensable in this small group, so she has always just listened silently, and only occasionally makes her own voice.

However, if this continues, her sense of existence will only get lower and lower, and she begins to feel unwilling.

Why can Philomena become his best friend without any effort, and can talk to him carefree and without scruples, even she can see the tenderness in his eyes when he looks at Philomena.

But, they all knew Monigus together, didn't they?Why can't Philomena do what she can?

Is it just because the family behind Philomena is stronger than hers?

At this time, Monigus was not as focused as he seemed, he was thinking about what Lucius told him today.

Lucius has already made an appointment with that person for him, and it will be tomorrow.

In the evening, Monigus arrived at Malfoy Manor, and Lucius was already waiting for him.

"Money." Lucius stepped forward, hugged Monigus, and kissed him on the lips.

Monigus hugged Lucius, who was about to back away, and deepened the kiss. It had been a month since he returned from Durmstrang, and he was starting to miss this perfect platinum man.

I don't know how long they will live in this "separation of two places". For two people who love each other, this is really not such a wonderful thing.

"Did you just get home?" Lucius led Monigus upstairs.

"Well, I came here after eating at home." Monigus looked at Lucius curiously, wondering why he dragged himself upstairs so early?

Looks like it's not time for bed yet...

Lucius was a little surprised why there was no sound behind him. Looking back, he saw the strange expression on Monigus' face.

Then he realized where Monigus was thinking, and couldn't help but get angry, and his cheeks turned red.

"Asshole, I just asked you to try on the custom-made robe and put it in your room." Lucius growled in embarrassment.

Monigus blinked innocently, indicating that he really didn't want to go wrong.

Lucius was so angry that he almost kicked the door of the guest room open. In the end, the aristocratic etiquette engraved in his bones made him give up this impulse.

Looking at the furry lover, Monigus's lips curled up into an evil smile, he pulled Lucius' hand hard, and pulled him into his arms unexpectedly, lowered his head and pressed those pink lips, ruthlessly Kiss hard.

He didn't let Lucius go until Lucius pushed him unbearably due to lack of oxygen.

Lucius panted slightly and glared at Monigus, then wiped his slightly red and swollen lips, then turned and pushed open the door of the guest room.

Monigus followed Lucius in with a smile.

"Here, try it." Lucius snapped his fingers, and a black robe flew out of the cabinet.

Monigus reached out to catch the robe, looked at it carefully, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The design of this robe looks like it was written by Lucius, and it is made of high-quality materials and exquisite workmanship. There are faintly visible silver threads, which turned out to be magic circles embedded in it.

Following Lucius' intention, Monigus raised his hand and began to unbutton his robe, but suddenly he touched a pair of smooth and white hands.

Looking up, he didn't know when Lucius had walked in front of him, lowering his head to help him unbutton his body.

The long platinum hair was loosely tied with a silver ribbon and hung on one shoulder, exposing a fair neck, which was extremely attractive.

Monigus seemed to be attracted by that touch of whiteness, hugged Lucius' slender waist, fixed him in his arms, and kissed that part of whiteness.

"Hmm..." Lucius was suddenly startled by Monigus' hug, and immediately realized who was hugging him, so he relaxed and leaned into Monigus' arms, but was kissed so hard by him , couldn't help moaning.

Lucius lowered his head and rested his chin on Monigus' shoulder, wrapped his hands around his waist, closed his eyes and said sullenly, "Moni, tomorrow...be careful anyway."

Monigus held Lucius's hand tightly, and raised one hand to gently stroke his smooth platinum blonde hair.

He couldn't help but sigh, Lucius always seemed to be worried about him.

Why is the current situation getting more and more tense, and Monigus's teenage body is too easy to make people feel insecure.

"Don't worry, I know myself and him," Monigus said softly.

Lucius nodded and gave him a slight push, "Try on the clothes, I'll see if they fit." As he spoke, he continued to struggle with the buttons on his robe from neck to ankle.

"Oh, Merlin, who ordered this robe for you? Why did you design so many buttons?" Lucius felt that he had already undone dozens of them, but found that more than half of them were still undone.

Moniques tapped on Lucius' lowered head, "There are so many."

In fact, Monigus himself was a little impatient with the buttons on this robe, but it was a pity that it was given to him by his dear brother. As a good brother, of course he must wear such loving clothes.

Finally, the buttons on the robe didn't completely kill Lucius' patience, otherwise he raised his hand and it would be torn apart, and Monigus might want to cry without tears.

After all, the texture and color of the repaired robes are not as good as the original ones, and magic still cannot completely repair such tiny things as fabric fibers, which will eventually cause certain damage.

After spending a little time, Lucius unbuttoned all the robes, and helped Monigus take off the robe and put on the one he customized, and it was exactly as he had imagined.

Monigus stared at the full-length mirror, through the mirror he looked at the man who was busy in front of and behind him, his eyes filled with imperceptible tenderness.

It wasn't until Lucius put the last jewel brooch on for him that he smoothed out the last wrinkle on the robe in satisfaction, and his silver-gray eyes were full of admiration: "It's a masterpiece."

Monigus smiled and looked at himself in the full-length mirror. Although he was still a little shorter than Lucius at the age of 14, he was not much worse.

The long straight black hair hangs down to the buttocks, and the soft light reflects a faint light on the top of the head.

In front of Lucius, the magic that concealed the color of the eyes had been removed, and the eyes, like red gemstones, shone brightly, complementing the rare ruby ​​brooch hanging on his chest.

Under the delicate and straight bridge of the nose is the most attractive pink lips, dotted on the fair skin, making people want to come forward to taste it.

As he grows older, Ben's somewhat indisputable face seems to have added a bit of heroism. It still looks exquisite but will not make people mistake his gender.

Lucius seemed to be bewitched by Monigus, and walked forward with blurred eyes, raised his arms around Monigus' neck, and offered his soft lips.

Moniques was very satisfied with the delicious food served in front of him, and took the initiative bluntly, biting his lover's lips slightly, sticking out his nimble tongue to seduce Lucius to dance with him.

The two have been together for several years, and a tacit understanding between them has long been formed. A deep kiss that tastes the essence makes both of their bodies heat up.