[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 130 Two Relationships Achieved

A kiss to express love, just a double touch of the lips, has already brought unparalleled shock and throbbing to the two of them.

After the kiss, Draco hugged the girl in his arms tightly and sighed, "You are mine now."

Draco's waterproof spell lasted for a long time, at least until now, the two of them were still very dry.

Walking in the drizzle, the two of them used an umbrella. Compared with the morning, their intimacy was suddenly drawn closer. It may be because the two of them showed their hearts just now, so Draco From cautious, deliberate probing and seduction to the current bold attack, he grabbed Winnie's shoulder domineeringly yet tenderly, and then pulled him into his arms.

Because the rain was too heavy, they came to a coffee shop, ordered two drinks, sat down, and planned to wait for the rain to subside before leaving.

From just now to now, Winnie's brain has been in a state of confusion, completely unaware of what she did just now, and what she inadvertently agreed to.

"What will you think about later?" Draco picked up the coffee, took a sip gracefully, and slowly put it down, "As the first day of dating, shouldn't we keep a memory, like an exchange of love?"

Facing Draco's series of questions, the response was silence. Draco glanced at the expressionless Winnie, and many possibilities flashed through his mind.

too tired?Feeling bored?still…

Draco frowned slightly, tightened his grip on the coffee cup slightly, "Do you regret it?"

"What?" Winnie looked up blankly.

Draco pursed his lips, and said in a strong and undeniable tone: "It's useless even if you regret it, I won't allow it."

"regret?"

Draco looked at Winnie deeply, and said in a clear tone: "Communication."

Winnie parted her lips slightly, and repeated in surprise: "Who?"

Who?

Draco took a deep breath, and he knew how things could go so smoothly.

He felt a resentment in his body, rushing straight up, stuck in his throat, the originally happy and happy mood was gradually infected with resentment.

"Are we dating?" Winnie asked hesitantly without noticing Draco's mood at the moment.

"Is there anyone else here?" Draco gritted his teeth and said with an angry smile.

Seeing that Winnie really turned around after listening to his words, and looked around, Draco felt an urge to strangle the person in front of him to death.

Seeing that Draco's face was blue and red, Winnie said without knowing the danger: "Your face is a bit out of place."

Draco gritted his teeth: "Listen, I don't care how dull you are, but you just admitted that you like me, and you will never forget it until you die. I don't allow any negative answers other than agreeing to date."

Dominance and toughness have always been synonymous with Draco. Although he seems to have restrained a lot these days, his temperament is hard to change, especially when his interests are involved, he will not back down.

More importantly, he discovered that he can't be soft or tough when dealing with Winnie, but must be both soft and hard.

"Understood?" Draco's tone was a little more serious, and there was a hint of threat in his gray eyes.

Winnie stared at Draco silently, and asked slowly for a while: "What if I refuse?"

I will lock you up in a place where only I can see it. Of course Draco didn't say it. It was the last method in the worst case. He knew that in this life, Winnie would never fall in love with him, but compared to seeing the person he loves the most with other people, he would rather choose this kind of hellish life.

"I will cry, every day and night, every minute and every second, in front of you until I say yes." Draco said half-truthfully, "How?"

Winnie imagined the scene of Draco crying in front of her, the gray and indifferent eyes filled with tears, the thin lips trembling slightly, and suddenly felt itchy in her heart, she seemed to be looking forward to such a scene.

"I won't cry." Draco hooked his lips, "If you don't agree, it means that my offensive is not strong enough, so I have to put in more effort."

Winnie pursed her lips and asked seriously, "Are you sure you really like me?"

"Malfoy will never force himself to do something he doesn't like. If I don't like it, I won't spend so much time and effort on you. There is no doubt that your every move can easily affect my emotions." De Laco read every word, articulated clearly, and clearly conveyed his thoughts.

"Then do I really like you?" Winnie asked in a daze after a pause.

Draco stared at Winnie silently, and after a while, he couldn't speak.

"Do you like being with me?"

"Ah."

"Do you hate me kissing you, touching you, hugging you?"

"it's OK."

"You'll blush at me and feel overwhelmed."

"Ah."

"You beat Bell for me."

"You cried for me."

"You were sad for me."

"You show rare emotions because of me."

Winnie listened to Draco quietly, and she couldn't refute every sentence, because it was all true.

"In summary, if you say you don't like me, it must be a lie." Draco led Winnie very patiently.

Although he was very unwilling, Draco had more than half a hunch in his heart that Winnie would not accept it, because Winnie was too rational and cautious, so she would not take this step so easily.

Only this time he was wrong.

"Okay." The cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Draco's thoughts.

Draco was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"I agree." Winnie reiterated again that she did have other feelings for Draco, which was a fact, and maybe it was true that she fell in love with Draco as Serena said.

"I haven't dated before. In this regard, you may have a hard time. If you find that you don't like me or are bored, please tell me directly..." Before I could finish my words, Draco had already stepped over the round chair and put She was hugged tightly.

"No." Draco buried his face deep in Winnie's neck, "I won't let go."

So you are the same, don't think about running away, don't think about regretting, he won't allow it.

But is he dreaming?

Winnie really agreed to his request for a relationship?

If this is a dream, please don't let him wake up.

The rain stopped, and the dark clouds slowly dissipated, replaced by sunlight, and the warm sunshine shot down the streets of London,

"Where do you want to go next?" Draco held the umbrella in one hand and Wen's hand in the other. When he realized that all this was a fact, not a dream, he remained in a happy mood.

"British Museum." Although Winnie was not used to holding hands, she did not resist.

"British Museum?" Draco frowned slightly, what place is that?

"It is filled with many precious collections, including natural history specimens, a large number of cultural relics and books." Winnie explained that she had read these from Muggle magazines before.

"Muggle history, why do I feel that you seem to like Muggle things?" Draco pouted.

"Really?" Winnie thought, she didn't hate it, but did she like it?

"Well, since you're interested, as a boyfriend, naturally you won't refuse." Draco sighed lightly, although it sounded so helpless, his tone revealed joy and complacency.

Then, the two boarded a taxi to the British Museum.

Even if they were in the car, the hands they held together still didn't loosen, instead they held on tighter and tighter.

"Honey." Draco raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said suddenly.

Winnie was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Draco: "You called me?"

Draco cleared his throat, "What do you think of that title?"

"Honey." Winnie tried to shout again, but felt nothing.

Draco stared at Winnie in shock, his gray eyes widened, and stammered, "You just... you said..."

"Honey?" Winnie repeated suspiciously. Is there something wrong?

Draco's Adam's apple moved, and his cheeks were instantly stained with a light pink, even the pinnae of his ears were no exception, which looked very attractive.

Unaware of Draco's mental activity, Winnie simply asked, "Are you hot?"

"Hmm." Draco pursed his thin lips, feeling his throat was dry, he took a deep breath to calm down his excited brain, and couldn't help but tighten his little hand tightly on Winnie.

The driver was a blond boy. He observed the two young passengers silently for a long time, and at a glance he knew they were children from rich families. Their youthful love was really nostalgic.

Winnie approached Draco slowly, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want a cooling spell?"

Draco trembled all over, the scorching breath coming from his ear, and the intimate whisper, damn, what is this little idiot doing!

For the first time in his life, he lost his composure, a small move was enough to make him flustered, Winnie Einstein was really a catastrophe for him.

Seeing that Draco seemed to be dazed by the heat, Winnie quietly held the wand in her pocket and cast a cooling spell on him.

A cool feeling like spring water spread all over his body, smoothing Draco's rising body temperature, but the restlessness and drumming in his heart could not be calmed down.

The young man was in the mood of watching a play, and he was really anxious to see Draco's shy behavior. Really, a man should hold the girl tightly in his arms at this moment!

Really!

The author has something to say: Finally!

at last!

So moved, I finally wrote here QAQ

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