Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

Draco crouched in front of Bobby, staring at it motionless.Finally, he opened his mouth suspiciously——

"Sirius Black?"

Draco raised his eyebrows habitually, waiting for the big black dog's reaction seriously.After a long while, Bobby stuck out his tongue and sprayed a few mouthfuls of passionate stench at him.

The corners of Draco's mouth twitched, he held down Bobby, who was struggling to lick his cheek in vain, and pushed the food bowl in his hand in front of it.Seeing the lunch, Bobby immediately gave up his fascination with Draco's cheek, and concentrated on smearing his lunch all over his face.Draco looked at Bobby, who was a dirty and stupid black dog in terms of character and behavior, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more.He sighed and covered his face helplessly. He must be crazy to want to talk to a dog.

Yes.He is going crazy.

It has been a full week since the sudden falling into the sea, but during this week, nothing happened except that Livia showed kindness and changed him to a bigger room.The unknown wizard was like a little troll who knocked on the neighbors' houses as a prank. After leaving a huge physical and psychological shock on him, he slapped his ass and disappeared without a trace.

Old Tobia came once, and he behaved just like usual. His enthusiastic and strong palm almost gave Draco an internal injury, who was still recuperating in bed at the time.On the contrary, Daniel has disappeared since then. The visiting Helen—Daniel's girlfriend told them that Daniel was sorry for what happened to Draco, but he couldn't wait for Draco to wake up.Because he had to go to sea to work, otherwise he would miss the sea fish trading market in the city in a few days.

"It took you too long to recover, and your body is very weak." Helen looked at Draco worriedly, "You should become stronger."

Draco couldn't think of anything to refute her, whether it was Daniel's eagerness to go to sea or his physical weakness.Because, maybe the powerful magic power hit him too hard, or the sea water was really too cold that day, and recently he was exhausted physically and mentally—in short, he woke up briefly that day, drank a After the bowl of porridge, he fell into a deep sleep for two days.

"You almost freaked me out!" Livia complained tearfully after he woke up, with dark circles under her eyes, "You're like a sheep that's been anesthetized and ready to be slaughtered! Sleeping like hell Yes, you can’t move, you can’t wake up no matter how much you scream, and the town doctor can’t tell you why! If you weren’t still breathing, I’m really worried that you’d die! I almost carried you to the city Go to the big hospital, luckily you woke up!"

The worry and exhaustion on Livia's face were so real that Draco almost convinced himself to dispel his vicious suspicions about this silly Muggle.

At least she was really worried about me.Draco thought.

But fortunately, Livia immediately dragged him out of the hallucination, because she immediately sighed in a more exaggerated tone:

"I really don't know! If the first wage earner I hired died within a month of working, how would I convince others to come and work for me! Not to mention dying in my bed!"

The fear on Livia's face was deeper and more real than the previous worries.

The person who almost believed her really burned out his brain!Draco could barely control his fist.

"Hey, why are you squatting there? Because you're so hungry, does Bobby's lunch smell like a big meal?" Livia was holding two plates, laughing at Della who was squatting in front of Bobby. Co: "Still fascinated by the way Poppy eats?"

"Don't put your own shameful little hobby on me," Draco stood up, raised his chin and sneered coldly: "Fetish fetish!"

Ever since seeing the countless crystal balls in Livia's room, in which there were all kinds of fairies holding fairy wands without exception, Draco often laughed at Livia, especially him. After discovering that this topic is particularly easy to irritate him.

"Even if you have more crystal balls filled with little fairies, you can't become her." Draco spread his hands, made a helpless gesture, and walked gracefully towards Livia, who had her hair on her hips. Go, "After all, I have never heard of a fairy that was transformed from a freckled village girl."

"Draco Malfoy!"

"At your service, ma'am."

"You don't have lunch! Little bastard, go grab some food with Bobby!" Livia screamed, clutching Draco's knife and fork tightly in her hand.

"A good and successful boss will never let his employees go hungry," Draco added with a smile, looking at Livia who seemed to be stabbing him with a knife and fork, "of course, he would not try to use A table knife that can't even cut beef can cause any real harm to others. Oh, and by the way, Livia, it's time for you to buy new tableware."

"A good boss...wouldn't be..." This sentence pattern is the best method that Draco has recently discovered so that Livia can't refute it and can only swallow her anger alive. It has been tried and tested.Although the setting of the proprietress and the staff does not fit his noble status, Malfoy never minds a small sacrifice in exchange for a better ending, doesn't he?Look, how wonderful it is!Livia is on fire!

The frizzy-faced Livia, who was blowing his nostrils and breathing heavily, pleased Draco very well, and he laughed happily for the first time since leaving home.

Livia was visibly taken aback by Draco being so cheerful in the bright sunlight.She saw Draco's platinum hair gleaming like diamonds in the sun, brighter than any expensive jewel in the world.Livia, who was immersed in Draco's happy mood, also laughed.

Draco, who laughed for a while, also seemed to realize that the one in front of him was just a Muggle, and he was so relaxed in front of someone who was not sure whether it was an enemy or a friend!He stopped laughing in annoyance, and this annoyance burned even more vigorously after he saw Livia's still smiling expression——

Damn, what was that weird look on that Muggle's face?Did she think she was watching some free show!

"Of course, even if you become a qualified boss, you can't become a beautiful fairy!" Draco retaliated.

"Bastard!" Livia slapped the knife and fork heavily on the dining table, thinking that this vicious little bastard must have been driven crazy with a good smile!She looked angrily at the Draco little bastard who had successfully retaliated and watched her angry, and shouted: "Go to the kitchen and bring out the soup!"

Draco, who made Livia Little Toy go crazy twice in just a few minutes, was in a very happy mood, so the Platinum Prince did not refute for the first time, and obediently entered the kitchen.

The thick soup on the counter has just come out of the pot, and it still retains the boiling hot temperature.Draco grabbed a tray and put the soup on it.The moment he picked up the tray, the hot steam mixed with the aroma of the thick soup hit Draco's face, and an evil thought suddenly appeared in his heart——

If I throw this bowl of soup at Livia, can she escape?

If she was a wizard, then no matter how good her acting skills and disguises were, she would be unable to match the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and she would definitely draw out her wand; but if she was really just a Muggle...

As if it was an excellent opportunity given by Merlin, Draco heard Livia's footsteps behind him.Unsuspectingly, she walked towards Draco, getting closer.The born poisonous snake Slytherin decided not to hesitate anymore. He pretended not to know that Livia was approaching, turned his back to her, and waited quietly——

When Livia finally walked behind him, Draco turned around suddenly, and the soup bowl was thrown out of the tray in the direction of his turn, and after pouring all the hot soup in his stomach onto Livia's arm, It fell to the ground and shattered.

"what!"

Livia let out a short and sharp scream, took a step back, but accidentally stepped on the thick soup on the ground, and fell heavily.Her right hand suddenly pressed against the sharp shards of the broken soup bowl, and a long wound was drawn on the palm of her right hand that had been burned red just now.

Blood gushed out quickly, dripping red.

Draco froze.Livia was actually a Muggle, and this Muggle sat in the mess he made, pinched his blood-stained wrist, and asked him with a frown:

"Are you okay?" Livia looked at Draco who was stunned, "You got burned?"

"Do not."

Draco's face was so cold that the snow monster on the top of the Himalayas was almost frozen to death. He picked up Livia, walked out of the kitchen, and put her on the chair by the dining table.

"Where are the bandages and medicine?" Draco asked stiffly.

"In the cabinet over there." Livia pointed in the direction, "The wound is not deep, so you don't have to worry."

Draco ignored Livia and went straight to open the cabinet, but couldn't find what he wanted.

"It's the one next to it."

Livia stood up, took out the emergency medicine kit by herself, trotted to the kitchen with it, turned on the faucet to rinse the wound, and then skillfully bandaged it up.Draco followed her silently, watching her without saying a word.

"It's nothing." Livia looked at Draco with a bad face, and said hesitantly, "I seem to have some magical physique that attracts kitchen knives. I often cut myself in a mess, and the blood I bleed can almost stain The red sand beach is here! So you don't have to blame yourself..."

"I didn't." Draco denied coldly.

"Hey!!! What's your attitude! Although you live in a valley without TV, you are worse than the people in the city!" Livia said aggrievedly.

Draco didn't reply, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

"? Hey, I'm just trying to comfort you, I have something to do! It hurts!...You really left!!!! Don't you look back!!!!"

Livia looked at Draco who was yelling angrily as he walked straight out of sight, and the only answer to her was the sound of Draco closing the door from the second floor.

"What an excessive bastard."

Livia blushed with grievance.

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