[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 130 Five Provocations

During this year's summer vacation, Winnie had a very colorful life. She would stay with Draco almost every two or three days. Without saying anything, he waved his hand generously, agreeing to their communication.

As for Brett, he still doesn’t know anything. He is very busy this summer vacation. He used to be seen every day, but he went out frequently during this period. It's midnight, so naturally I don't know anything.

Therefore, Winnie and Draco created a lot of memories during such frequent meetings, some had picnics by the lake, some went shopping in the Muggle world, and some went to each other's homes. Within a month, the two had a relationship.

In the blink of an eye, there were only a few days left before the start of school. On this day, Winnie was invited to Diagon Alley with Draco.

The two sat in Florin Fusco's ice cream shop, enjoying ice cream leisurely.

"If ice cream and me, you can only choose one." Draco looked at Winnie who had entered the dessert mode again, and said with emotion.

"Huh?" Winnie looked up suspiciously.

"Which one would you choose, ice cream or me?" Draco held his chin, his gray eyes flickered with an unknown light, and his tone sounded inexplicably dangerous.

Winnie was startled, and was silent for a few seconds, with an expression that seemed to be thinking.

Draco took a deep breath, held back his anger and jealousy, and gritted his teeth: "You actually let me think about it!"

"I can't compare to the ice cream in your hand!" The more Draco thought about it, the more unwilling he was, and the more fierce his eyes looked at Winnie.

"I'm just wondering what's the point of this question, because the two are not comparable." Winnie didn't understand why Draco was so angry. In her opinion, this question was very strange, even a little inexplicable.

"No comparison?" Draco narrowed his eyes, his face still grinning.

"Because the former is the food I like, and the latter is the person I like. It's unreasonable to compare food with people." Winnie explained with a serious face, and the straightforward language and attitude made people feel so straightforward. People sigh.

Draco was startled, then cleared his throat quickly, his face turned around, and he returned to calmness, even a faint pink appeared on his pale cheeks, "It's really incomparable."

Winnie nodded, indicating that Draco was right to think so.

"Well, I didn't hear what you said just now, please say it again." Draco raised the corner of his mouth and said seriously.

"Just now?"

"Just the last sentence of the former." Draco looked at Winnie tightly.

"The former is my favorite food." Winnie looked at Draco suspiciously, feeling that Draco's eyes were strange.

"Go on." Draco's Adam's apple moved, his eyes were very dark.

"The latter is the person I like, using food..." Winnie didn't think too much, and just repeated what she said just now, but before she could finish speaking, a soft thing blocked her mouth.

Draco crossed the table, clasped Winnie's head with one hand, moved his lips forward, and found those soft red lips with precision. The little tongue hidden inside, coiled around and sucked hard, and took all the body fluid with the sweet taste of strawberry ice cream into his mouth.

Winnie's eyes widened, she didn't expect Draco to be so bold, to do such a behavior in this crowded ice cream shop, when she realized it, when she was about to push Draco away, he He had already pulled away the tight lips of the two of them a step earlier, and pulled out a silver thread.

"Me too." Draco licked his lips sexyly, made a hoarse voice, and stared at the girl in front of him with burning gray eyes.

For a moment, Winnie even forgot to breathe, holding her breath and muttering: "What?"

"I like you too." After saying that, Draco leaned forward again, but this time, he put a kiss on Winnie's forehead, and through the maroon bangs, he kissed it full of love. kiss.

Winnie paused, her heart beating uncontrollably because of this sudden confession, she stared blankly at Draco sitting on the new seat, with his hands folded and propped on his chin, looking at her leisurely.

"Do you want more ice cream?" Draco casually glanced at the strawberry ice cream in front of Winnie.

"What?" Winnie said almost in a daze.

"It's almost melting." Draco reminded, and in the next second, he pulled out his second-hand wand, waved it in front of the ice cream, and said in a mocking tone, "Even a simple freezing spell lasts so short, it's amazing." One wonders how long this ice cream shop will last."

Winnie looked down at the ice cream that had returned to its original appearance and realized that Draco had helped her refreeze the ice cream just now.

"Thank you."

"Compared to the words thank you, I prefer actual actions." Draco's thin lips parted slightly, and he said softly, his tone full of indescribable bewitchment, "For example, a kiss."

Winnie stared at Draco silently, she already understood his desire for physical contact all the time, and never let go of any opportunity, no matter it was intentional or by chance.

Draco waited very patiently, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, because he was very sure that Winnie would agree.

This was indeed the case, Winnie leaned closer, and planted a kiss on the corner of Draco's mouth, stayed for a very short time, and then sat back on his seat.

Draco subtly narrowed his gray eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and deliberately used a half-true tone: "Next time, I hope the location can be more precise."

Winnie: "..."

This is the so-called insatiable.

Although sitting in the corner, the sweetness of the two people is still visible. Some smiled back, some looked away shyly, and some lamented how good it is to be young.

And across the street from Florin Fusco's ice cream, a blond boy was shocked by what he saw in front of him. Two people in the window.

A black-haired young man about 20 years old, wearing a dark green wizard robe, walked up to the blond boy, noticing the blond boy's inappropriate behavior, he squinted his eyes slightly: "Are you looking at What?"

The blond boy didn't answer, but was still staring at the front, his fists were clenched tightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

The dark-haired man looked in the direction of the blond boy's line of sight, and easily caught the striking golden color. Although it was just a side profile, he quickly knew the identity of the other party, "Oh, Malfoy. "

His eyes shifted slightly, and he landed on the girl with long chestnut hair opposite Perkin. After a pause, he turned around and raised his eyebrows at the blond boy, "You know these two people."

Not a question, but an affirmative.

"Hmm." The blond boy let go of his fist and replied calmly.

"Would you like to say hello?" The black-haired boy narrowed his eyes.

"Do you want to go?" The blond boy asked back, setting his gaze on the black-haired boy.

The black-haired boy elegantly pulled out his pocket watch, glanced at it quickly, and said coldly: "There is plenty of time, I don't care, it mainly depends on you."

The blond boy remained silent, without saying anything, and his expression could not tell what he was thinking at this time.

"Have you bought everything you need for school?"

"Well, I've already bought it."

"Your bangs are a bit long, we'll fix them later."

"You also repair?"

"What, can't you?"

"No, I was just thinking about your hair, it seems a little thin."

"Winnie Einstein, are you hinting at me?"

"No."

"You bloody little idiot!"

While the two were arguing, a deep cello-like voice suddenly sounded, "Winnie."

Winnie and Draco turned their heads to the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw Alan and a black-haired man standing in front of them.

"What a coincidence, I thought I was wrong." Allen smiled, and then asked Winnie, "Mind if we sit down?"

Winnie shook her head, "Please sit down."

Draco's face suddenly became gloomy, exuding the coldness of not being close to strangers, but Alan ignored it and sat beside Wen calmly, and the black-haired man who was with him also sat down , sat next to Draco.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you, this is Tommy Felton." Allen gently introduced the black-haired man.

Draco narrowed his gray eyes, Tommy.Felton?

Allen.Relatives of Felton?

"Hello, Mr. Felton." Winnie set her sights on the black-haired man, slightly curly black hair, handsome and indifferent facial features, tight thin lips, exuding an indescribable sense of presence.

"Tommy, you can call me Tommy." Tommy raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and let out a deep and pure voice.

Winnie paused, opened her lips slightly, and when she was about to say something, Draco had already spoken one step ahead of her.

"Draco Malfoy." Draco smirked at Tommy, his gray eyes gleaming coldly.

"I know." Tommy smiled ambiguously, "In the entire wizarding world, only the Malfoy family has such eye-catching hair color."

Draco frowned slightly, this Tommy.Felton felt very wrong to him.

"Why are you here?" Allen asked casually.

"Dating." Draco raised the corner of his mouth and slowly spit out these two words.

Allen paused for a moment, then smiled again: "Really, that's great."

Draco's smile deepened, but in the next second, he froze because of what Alan said.

"When will we have a date too, Winnie?" Allen narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a bright smile at Winnie.

The author has something to say: Kekekeke, this chapter continues to sprinkle sugar!

The name Tommy is very nice, it reminds me of Hot Tonga Rice Noodles 2333

I'm so hungry, I suddenly want to eat hot and sour rice noodles QAQ