[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 130 Like

Diagon Alley, Deckard's dream world.

Because today is the priority venue for VIPs, there are not many people in the store at this time. They are sitting near the window, under the floor-to-ceiling transparent glass windows, completely taking in the outside scenery in their eyes.

"It's raining." Winnie looked at the sky outside. It was still sunny when she came out, but now it was dark and drizzling.

Draco lazily mixed his coffee, glanced at the rainy scene outside, and hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's a beautiful view."

"You seem very happy." Winnie turned her head and looked at Draco opposite him. Since he left the door, the corners of his mouth had not come down, but kept up, and there was a trace of twitch in his usually indifferent gray eyes. warmth.

"Hmm." Draco admitted without denying it.

"Why?" Winnie asked a little suspiciously.

"Because your mother allowed us to come and go." Draco folded his hands and propped his chin, with a smile on his lips.

Winnie recalled the situation before she went out, but she didn't seem to have heard Selena say this sentence.

"Excuse me, your desserts are here." The witch waiter pushed a small cart and parked beside the table. She waved her magic wand, and delicate and delicious desserts floated out of the cart one after another, and landed softly on the table. superior.

Draco took a sip of strawberry mousse, narrowed his gray eyes in satisfaction, and took a sip of coffee, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Almost." Winnie raised her head and replied, then lowered her head and ate in silence. The desserts here are really good.

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Draco raised his eyebrows, noticing Winnie's inattention.

"Yeah." Winnie replied vaguely, her focus was only on these delicious desserts at the moment, and she didn't pay much attention to what Draco said.

"Come to my house, I can teach you." Draco's gray flashed an unknown light, deliberately picking this time to say.

"Ah."

"How about the day after tomorrow? I'll pick you up at your home." Draco said softly, as if he was coaxing, but Winnie, who was intoxicated in the world of desserts, didn't notice, just like a little white rabbit, innocently Walking into the big snake's snake cellar, "Yeah."

Draco smiled happily, and took another sip of coffee. It happened that Winnie looked up after eating, and saw a touch of milky white on the edge of her red lips. An ambiguous picture suddenly flashed through her brain. dark.

"Is there something wrong?" Winnie showed a puzzled look when she noticed that Draco had been staring at her.

"Here." Draco stared deeply at Winnie's pink lips, and in the next second, stretched out his hand, gently wiped off the cream on his lips, and said hoarsely, "It's stained."

Winnie was stunned, touched her lips, and watched Draco put the cream-stained thumb in his mouth almost in a daze. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but accidentally let her see Draco Co's tongue quickly licked/on his thumb, and at the same time, those gray eyes were still fixed on her, hot/aggressive/aggressive, exuding an indescribable fatal charm.

"You're so blushing." Draco put his hand down, resting his chin, showing a smirk.

"Because it's hot." After speaking, Winnie looked away, picked up the juice on the side, and took a big sip.

"I think so." Draco chuckled, put away the charm that he deliberately showed just now, and continued to hold his chin, adopting a man-to-man strategy.

Winnie lowered her eyes, lowered her head silently, and ate dessert. She found that she seemed to be unable to stop caring about Draco's gaze. She was so uncomfortable that she didn't even know what she ate. This made her feel very troubled.

After finally finishing all the desserts, she sipped the fruit juice and drank it in small sips. It was still raining outside the window, neither getting worse nor weakening.

"After the summer vacation is over, you will be in the third grade. Have you decided what subject to choose?" Draco said lazily.

"Ancient runes, divination, Muggle research and protection of magical creatures." Winnie had already thought about it, and answered directly without thinking too much.

"You choose four subjects?" Draco raised his eyebrows. Third graders only need to choose two subjects. If Ni, he thought that even if he chose all of them, Professor Flitwick would have no objection.

"Well, I'm very interested in these four subjects." Winnie nodded.

"Divination is useless, I don't recommend you to take it." Draco frowned slightly, "And Muggle studies..."

Draco really didn't understand the use of Muggle studies as a subject. In his opinion, it was the most useless one and could be left out of the elective options.

"Draco." Winnie said with a straight face, "This is my choice."

Draco pursed his thin lips, and spoke after a while, with no clear expression of emotion on his face: "Of course, I'm just giving advice out of good intentions, for you to think carefully."

Winnie didn't speak, and the two fell silent like this, with an indescribably weird atmosphere.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier, are we still in the Muggle world?" Noticing the raging rain outside, Winnie broke the silence first.

"You don't want to go?" Draco asked Winnie back, it doesn't matter if he goes or not, all he wants is for the two of them to get along, and it doesn't matter where they go.

Winnie suddenly remembered the British Museum that she saw in the book, so she nodded lightly: "Yes."

"Then let's go." Seeing that Winnie had also finished eating, Draco waved his hand and prepared to pay the bill.

"Wait." Winnie suddenly remembered, holding Draco's hand, "You invited me before, this time..."

"As a gentleman, he would never ask a girl to pay, let alone a girl he likes." Draco raised his brows, not hiding his emotion, and said this remark.

Winnie was slightly taken aback. This was not the first time Draco said the word "like", but every time he heard it, the feelings and palpitations would aggravate. She was more and more easily affected. This is a good thing. phenomenon?

Draco paid the bill while Winnie was in a daze, then walked up to her, took her hand, "Let's go."

Winnie let Draco drag her away in a daze. Before leaving the door, Draco cast a waterproof spell on himself and her, and then dragged her into the rain.

The two walked to the entrance of the Muggle world. Without thinking, Draco pulled Winnie and planned to go outside, but in the eyes of the Muggles, the two of them could still move without using an umbrella. Keeping dry is a very weird thing, so Winnie dragged Draco back to the nearest convenience store, picked an ordinary black umbrella at random, and started to walk into the Muggle world.

Winnie opened the umbrella, held it up, and after a few steps, her hand was held and the umbrella was taken away.

"You're too short, I'll do it." Draco raised the corner of his mouth, and a hint of teasing flashed in his gray eyes.

Winnie pursed her lips, her water-blue eyes showed a trace of annoyance, yes, she also knew that she was short, and compared to Draco, who was growing taller all the time, she was indeed inferior. method compared.

"Angry?" Draco glared at the girl next to him with interest.

Winnie looked away and refused to respond.

"If you want to grow taller, drink more milk." Draco suggested with a smile, his mood is extremely good now, and it is the first time in his life that he feels that the rain environment in the Muggle world is also very beautiful.

"I drank it." Winnie looked up with a serious face, "But it's useless."

"Mind your height?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

Winnie stared at Draco for a long time, then silently looked away.

Draco leaned close to Winnie's ear and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't mind, I like you no matter how tall or short you are."

thump!thump!

Again, this uncontrollable bodily reaction.

"You can't do this again." Winnie stopped, took a deep breath, and looked serious.

"How?" Draco stopped, raised his eyebrows, and asked back.

"You need to restrain your language and behavior." Winnie frowned, her expression serious.

"Why?" Draco raised the umbrella slightly so that he could see Winnie's expression.

"Because you're bothering me, my heart beats faster for no reason, my body temperature rises, and I feel very uncomfortable." Winnie has been honest since she was a child. Even at this time, she is outspoken and expresses her feelings Come out, there is no hiding.

Draco was stunned, his expression seemed to be petrified for a second, and after a while, an indescribable joy filled his heart, he opened his mouth, "What did you say?"

"I said you are very troubled." Winnie reiterated the key point.

Depinke stared at Winnie tightly, and in the next second, said in a joyful and unbelievable tone: "You like me."

"What?" Winnie was taken aback, staring at Draco in a daze.

"You like me." Draco repeated again, his gray eyes shone with a scorching/hot light that could not be ignored, with a sense of oppression, and he approached the girl in front of him step by step.

They were on a road next to the streets of London at this time. On the left was the road for vehicles, and on the right was a beautifully sculpted stone wall. There was a tent on top of the stone wall, which could block the rainwater.

"I..." Winnie opened her lips slightly, and subconsciously moved back, until her back touched the stone wall, and she stopped when there was no way to retreat.

"You like me." Draco repeated for the third time, noticing that Winnie seemed to want to run away, he put his hand on the west wall and put it next to Winnie's head, "Don't try to run away."

Winnie took a deep breath, tried to stabilize her mind, and tried to calm down.

"I'm very happy." Draco's voice was very deep and pleasant, with strong tenderness in it, which made people tremble unconsciously.

"Calm down first." Winnie raised her throat and made a cold voice, but if you listen carefully, you will find a slight tremor in her tone.

"No, I can't calm down." Draco threw the umbrella on the ground, grabbed Winnie's hand and put it on his chest, "Can you feel my heartbeat?"

"It's beating for you."

Winnie withdrew her hand like an electric shock, clenched her fist helplessly, lowered her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Let's date." Draco blurted out this sentence, but he didn't regret it, and said in a very firm tone, "Since you like me too, let's date."

"I..." Winnie raised her head abruptly, her water-blue eyes showing a hint of helplessness.

"I don't allow any negative answers." After finishing speaking, Draco lowered his head, quickly found those soft red lips, and kissed them. This time, it was not a fierce French kiss, but a simple one. The lips were pressed against each other, such a pure kiss, but it was even more touching than before, and it throbbed very much.

The rain was still falling, and people were coming and going on the street. They took umbrellas and quickly passed by. However, no one noticed that there was a man and woman kissing in front of the stone wall, as if the world separated them.

On this busy street, Draco finally got what he dreamed of.

What a wonderful thing it is that the people he likes also like him.

Winnie grabbed Draco's collar tightly and closed her eyes tightly. Her brain couldn't function normally at this moment. She obviously couldn't think, but her mind clearly sent out a signal—joy and liking.

She thought, maybe she really liked Draco as they said.

The author has something to say: Will it feel a little too rushed? (serious face)

I wrote 40 words, they are not together yet, suddenly I feel a little impatient, so...

Will it be strange?