[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 130 Four Sweet

Morning, Einstein Manor.

"Master Einstein, I have your letter." While eating breakfast, Sarah slowly walked over, holding the letter in both hands, and handed it to Winnie.

Brett and Selina glanced at the envelope, the former frowned slightly, while the latter smiled deeply.

"Draco Malfoy?" Brett said in an unhappy tone. Is that boy Draco full and has nothing to do?There is at least one letter every day, and it has never come so frequently before.

"Yeah." Winnie folded the letter face to face, read it quickly, and then accepted the letter, "Draco invited me to play at his house tomorrow."

"Go." Serena said before Brett could speak. Although Winnie didn't say anything, she could still see from the details that the relationship between the two was heating up.

Brett stared wide-eyed at his wife, his expression was full of dissatisfaction and accusation, but that was all.

Salina showed a faint smile, and in the next second, she leaned into Brett's ear and whispered something.

Brett smiled instantly, swept away the dissatisfaction and accusation on his face, and replied happily: "Okay."

It is so rare that his Salina personally asked the two of them to go on a date alone. You can count with five fingers the number of times Salina has spoken in person since he met him.

Taking a peek at the small movements of her parents, flicking eyebrows and eyes, with a sweet look, Winnie lowered her head and ate her breakfast quietly.

One beautiful morning, Draco got ready early in the morning, combed his hair, and looked in front of the huge mirror for a long time. It was not until the appointed time was approaching that he did his final tidying. Before leaving, With a flick of his wand, he dispelled some kind of magic.

"It's really suffocating me. Master Malfoy is going on a date, isn't he? Dressed coquettishly/coquettishly like a peacock, really..." The mirror made a sound recklessly, but as he was talking, the sound suddenly fell silent again.

"Keep making noise, and a shard will be thrown at you." Draco held his wand in his hand, narrowed his indifferent gray eyes, and warned dangerously.

The mirror suddenly felt cold, obediently pretending to be dead.

Draco snorted, snorted coldly, and left his clothes room.

Do you know what it feels like not seeing each other every day?

Draco finally knew now. After seeing the little idiot in front of him with his own eyes, he realized that longing is such a strong emotion, and the affection that has been patient all the time is pouring down like a collapsed dam at this moment.

After coming out of the fireplace in Malfoy's house, Winnie patted the clothes on her body, looked around, and found that the hall was very quiet, and asked suspiciously: "Aren't Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy here?"

Draco stared at Winnie's back with scorching eyes, stepped forward, approached step by step, stretched out his hand, gave her a hug from behind, hugged her from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and In that sensitive ear, a deep and satisfied voice came out: "Well, they're going on a date."

Winnie paused, thinking what a coincidence, Brett and Selina are also dating today.

Noticing Winnie's distraction, Draco's eyes darkened, and he deliberately blew into those small ears. As expected, the person in his arms froze, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he coaxed him even tighter, his thin lips almost It's like posting, "What's wrong?"

Winnie pursed her lips hard, and struggled stiffly, but failed to break free, and the strength around her waist became even tighter.

"Don't move, let me hug you again." Draco buried his face deeply in the lingering nest of his neck, "I never knew that missing would be such a tormenting thing."

Missing is torture?

"But it's also a sweet torture." Draco said contentedly, curling the corners of his mouth.

"and you?"

"Ok?"

"Do you want to meet me?"

"Um"

"Do you want to or don't want to?"

"think."

Draco chuckled, and hugged the person in his arms even harder, it really belonged to him, this little idiot belonged to him.

It's a wonderful feeling, both novel and beautiful.

Winnie tried to accept rather than resist, and felt the changes in her body carefully. Her heart was beating very fast and very warm. From the warmth coming out of her heart, every cell in her body released joy and sweetness, and her brain was light, I can feel nothing but pleasure, and I can't think.

After being tender for a while, Draco finally let go, put his hands on Winnie's shoulders, straightened her to himself, and said with a smile: "Is there anything you want to do?"

Winnie raised her head and looked at the big boy who made no secret of her joy at the moment, "I brought my homework."

Draco's happy expression froze for a second, "Did you bring all your homework?"

"Yeah." Winnie turned her head honestly, "I plan to finish it today."

So... their date today is homework?

"Is there anything wrong?"

'of course not. "

Even though Draco was dissatisfied with this, he finally followed Winnie's suggestion, and the two of them nestled in his room, sat on the soft and luxurious carpet, and did their homework on the small table.

Looking at that sloppy/tan/tan delicate little face, Draco really didn't know whether to be angry, to cry, or to laugh, his little girlfriend is too different from ordinary people, it's not that he can turn a date into an academic discussion A thing that anyone can do.

"Is there something on my face?" Noticing that Draco had been staring at her from the beginning to now, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he touched his face.

"I'm just lamenting how different my little girlfriend is." Draco propped his chin with one hand and twirled the magic pen with the other, using a chant-like tone.

Winnie was startled, frowned slightly, lowered her head, and continued to do her homework in silence.

"Why are you so serious?" Draco threw the pen on the table, coaxed him slightly forward, and poked that tender little cheek with his hand.

Winnie shook her head first, then stopped writing for a while, then turned to look at Draco: "Were you angry just now?"

"I thought it was something." Draco raised his eyebrows, changed his posture, lay down on the table, put Perkin's head between his hands, and faced Winnie, "What makes you think I'm angry ?”

"Different?" Winnie pursed her lips, she didn't know, she just felt...

"Although I am very happy that you pay so much attention to my expression and words suddenly, but you don't need to be so careful, I don't need you to change, because what I like is you, the real you, your character, your behavior, your Habits, good and bad, I like them all." Draco raised the corner of his mouth, his gray eyes revealing tenderness and love.

Winnie lowered her eyes, feeling the beating heart, a gust of heat rushed to her brain, her cheeks were hot, and she turned her face away uncomfortably.

Draco chuckled, and didn't continue to tease. He was afraid that if he continued, the little girl in front of him would be anxious to bite his Adam's apple like last time. You must know that his endurance has never been very good. , especially in front of the person he likes, it is easy to be defeated.

"Have a snack?"

Winnie nodded slightly, lowered her head, and continued to do her homework.

"Wait, I'll get it." After finishing speaking, Draco leaned over and gave Winnie a pat on the cheek.

Winnie was stunned, watching Draco pass by her almost in a daze, opened the door, and closed it again, unable to recover for a long time.

After a long while, she buried her face in the table and kept whispering in her heart: be rational, be rational...

her sanity...

She could feel her cheeks burning hot and goosebumps all over her body, and this was really bad...

Draco held on to his wand, behind him were small biscuits, teacups and teapots floating in the air, and when he opened the door, he saw Winnie lying on the table with her head buried in the table, and raised her eyebrows, "Do you want Smother yourself to death?"

Winnie raised her head, looked at Draco blankly, and shook her head.

Draco sat down calmly, waved his wand, the small biscuits and tea set fell slowly, and then the teapot automatically poured tea into the cup.

"Take a break, you've been writing for nearly three hours." Draco had a tough attitude and moved Winnie's homework aside.

Winnie obediently picked up the black tea and drank it in small sips.

"Is there anything to do tomorrow?" Draco asked lazily after Winnie put down the teacup.

"At home." Winnie picked up a small biscuit and chewed it carefully, but after taking a few bites, Draco leaned over, brought his thin lips closer, and bit down on the spot where she had just bitten.

Winnie paused, staring blankly at the little biscuit, and not long after, Draco came over again and ate the rest.

"Let's go on a date tomorrow, a real date." A date without homework, Draco said to himself in his heart, seeing Winnie pick up the biscuit again, leaned over and bit it down.

Winnie: "..."

Draco squinted his eyes contentedly, today's biscuits seemed to be more delicious than ever.

"Why don't you eat it?" Draco raised his eyebrows seeing Winnie suddenly stopped and didn't reach for the biscuit.

"Because you won't let me eat it." Winnie looked at Draco quietly with a calm tone.

"I didn't let you eat." Draco said confidently.

"You ate my biscuit just now." Winnie pursed her lips.

"Hmm." Draco responded in an unclear manner, and the next second, with a natural tone, "Because yours looks more delicious."

Winnie: "..."

They are all the same biscuit, is there any difference?

The author has something to say: This chapter is forcibly sprinkling sugar!

Look, isn't it too sweet!

Therefore, it is greasy to distribute candy often2333

Want to switch flavors? XDD