[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 120 Out of Control

Madam Pomfrey opened the curtain, walked out slowly with the bandages in her arms, and muttered in bits and pieces: "Really, I told Dumbledore that dangerous games like Quidditch should be cancelled. Some students were injured..."

When Winnie stepped forward, Madam Pomfrey nodded to her, and said solemnly: "He has broken two bones, and it will take at least half a month to recover. Let him try not to move around for a while."

Winnie nodded, and after Madam Pomfrey left, she walked towards Draco's hospital bed, opened the curtain, and Draco's face was expressionless and his head was lowered, his right hand had been bandaged , fixed on the chest, with a pillow stuffed on the back, half lying on the bed.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, she didn't say anything, just looked at Draco's right hand quietly.

Draco didn't want to see anyone at this time, especially Winnie. When he wanted her to go back, he suddenly caught sight of her reddish right knuckle, and was startled for a moment, realizing that Bell had just punched him. As a result, he grabbed Winnie's hand, and he didn't know who to be angry with. In short, he said angrily: "You are an out-and-out fool, and you can hurt yourself by punching someone." !"

Winnie watched Draco touch her hand cautiously, her gray eyes were fixed on each finger, her thin lips were tightly pressed together, and she couldn't look away from her focused expression.

Making sure no bones were broken in any of his fingers, Draco put down his limp little hand and said without hesitation, "Go out and get Madam Pomfrey to deal with your right hand, and then go back to Ravenclaw."

Instead of following Draco's advice, Winnie asked, "Are you angry because you lost the game?"

Draco's face turned pale in an instant, and he clenched his left fist hard. Anger and shame rolled in, as if he was about to be dragged into a vortex. He wanted to roar desperately. No one knew how hard he had endured. Seeing Potter holding the Snitch in his hand, his emotions have reached a critical point, especially after Winnie appeared, he kept recalling the scene in his mind that he said he wanted to win in the morning, how determined he was at that time, now No matter how humiliating, he felt that he was useless. After spending so much time practicing, he still lost in the end.

He didn't want her to see him so useless, with such an ugly expression, and he didn't want to yell at her like a loser.

"Sorry." The cold tone sounded.

Draco was taken aback for a moment, his left hand was tightly grasped, and only then did he realize that the word "sorry" came from Winnie's mouth.

He opened his lips slightly, and when he was about to say something, his thin lips were suddenly blocked by a piece of softness, his gray eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembled, and he stared blankly at the man who was not even a few centimeters away from him. Face.

Looking into those big water-blue eyes, he suddenly felt like he was in the sea. He carefully looked at each other's eyelashes, which were long and curved, which made his heart itch/itch, like Like a feather sliding by.

This was the first time Winnie kissed him on her own initiative, and he was frightened. He didn't react until Winnie's lips were about to leave. He nimbly covered the back of her head, and forced her lips towards his own again. Press down, this time it's no longer as simple as lip to lip.

Draco sucked/sucked that piece of soft lips, from time to time he used his tongue/tip to pick/tick, trying to draw a gap/slit, with incomparable patience, he finally waited until the girl opened her lips slightly and took a/ Heavy, the tongue/tip lightly pried/opened the lips and teeth, and tightly entangled the soft/soft uvula.

"Hmm..." Winnie's eyes widened in surprise, she woke up from her trance, she put her hands on Draco's burning chest, trying to push him away, but thinking of his injured left hand, for a moment For a while, she hesitated.

Draco's kiss lingered/surrounded by a violent/breath, sweeping across her mouth/cavity like a storm, the tip of his tongue nimbly licked/over every inch, she was so dizzy from the kiss that she was almost out of breath He was so angry that he felt that his body was volleying in the air, and his posture was changed, and he sat on Draco's lap in the form of straddling/sitting.

A sense of crisis welled up in her heart, she pressed Draco's face, and pushed him away forcefully, the fresh air suddenly filled up, she breathed heavily, her water blue eyes were covered The mist, the cheeks were stained with a faint pink, and the chest was heaving vigorously. In Draco's eyes, there were only four words in his mind, provoking crime.

His eyes darkened, he stretched out his left hand to stroke Winnie's cheek, pulled her down again, leaned over and kissed her, moving down point by point from forehead, to nose, to lips...

He cautiously kissed the swan-like snow-white and slender neck, and slowly moved his left hand down. He stroked Winnie's waist with a force as light as a feather, until he touched a hard/tight/ He pulled it out without leaving a trace, stuffed it into the pillow, then returned his left hand to the waist again, and slowly moved it upwards.

Winnie is like a fish lacking oxygen, her mind is blank, her whole body is dizzy, and her whole body is filled with a sense of numbness like an electric current, and she has no strength.

After Draco kissed and counted the red marks on Winnie's neck, he started to dig another place, he bit/unbuttoned his shirt until he saw a small part of the white lace bottom, he took a deep breath In one breath, gently kiss above the chest/mouth, kiss and gnaw/bite.

He felt that everything was messed up. At the moment when Winnie took the initiative to kiss him, his reason and self-control were out of control. He let himself enjoy it, intoxicated by this intimate contact, but the remaining reason told him the time It's not the right place, stop...

He knew that he had gone too far, and that Winnie might hate him because of this, so she would hide from him. Thinking of this possibility, his willpower became stronger and he forced himself to distance himself, and buried his face in the silky skin. In the neck, while trying to calm down his dryness/heat and breath, his left hand is also neatly buttoning Winnie's buttons.

After a while, after the breath of both of them calmed down, Winnie's rationality also returned. Her first reaction was to reflect on what she had just done. It was not like her at all. Everything seemed to be out of control. She His mind was very confused, and he pushed Draco away vigorously, but he didn't expect to be hugged even harder by the other party.

"Sorry." Draco's head was still buried in Winnie's neck, and a muffled voice sounded.

Winnie was stunned by Draco's apologetic and annoyed tone. She lowered her head and looked at the golden head, suddenly feeling a little helpless. She didn't realize it until there was a burst of wetness from the nape of her neck. .

"Are you crying?" Winnie's usually calm voice without any emotion was now filled with surprise.

"Don't move." Draco said in a hoarse voice.

He felt that he was so ashamed that he couldn't help crying in front of the girl he liked. He clearly wanted to maintain a handsome appearance, he clearly said he would win, and he clearly said he would take it step by step, but he always endured it. Don't stop doing the opposite of what you want.

It seems that he failed again this time. He lost the game and forced Winnie again. Everything returned to the original point again. No matter whether you work hard or not, just imprison her in a place where no one can find her, and it's over.

Just when Draco's mind was filled with all kinds of dark and malicious thoughts, a hand suddenly touched his head and stroked it gently. That gentle move made him tremble all over, and he was stunned.

Winnie's flustered mood had calmed down at this moment, and she gently comforted the big boy buried in her neck. It turned out that when Draco was so weak, it turned out that he would also be sad and lost, and it turned out that he would also cry…

After calming down, Draco pulled his face away from the socket of his neck, then took Winnie's face into his arms, put his chin on her head, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I lost."

"Yes." Winnie responded, and after a while, she said slowly, "But you will win next time. I just gave you a real blessing kiss."

Draco was in a daze for a moment, lowered his head, looked at the chestnut head: "Are you not angry?"

"Angry?" Winnie raised her head, met Draco's gray eyes with reddish eye sockets, and she was crying, "Why?"

"I lost the game, and I couldn't help but treat you just now..." Draco said unnaturally, avoiding his eyes.

"Well, I'm not angry." Winnie suddenly had an urge to touch Draco's face, and she found that the crying Draco had an inexplicable...attractive?

"Why?" Draco asked dumbfounded.

Winnie thought about it, and said in a tone that she didn't understand: "I don't know."

"Then why did you beat Bell?" He wanted to ask this question the moment he saw it, but he couldn't find a good time to ask.

"Anger." Winnie pursed her lips, and said these two words after a while.

"Because he hurt me?" Draco's eyes flashed an unknown light, and he was vaguely expecting an answer.

Winnie looked at Draco, her expression was full of bewilderment, her brows were full of doubts, why did she punch Bell at that time?

It seemed that when she saw Draco hurt her right hand, her emotions began to be a little out of tune. Later, when she saw Bell admit that she did it on purpose, she couldn't control it anymore, and her body subconsciously acted and punched him.

Although Winnie didn't say anything, her reaction already showed everything. Draco felt an indescribable joy and emotion in his heart. He took Winnie's right hand and placed it on the joints of each finger with great care. A soft kiss.

The author has something to say: the sugar content in these chapters has exceeded the standard again~~~

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