Throw down the snake ancestor

In the evening, Lucius was the only one who came out of the room to eat.Salazar and Abra each had house-elfs who delivered meals to them and ate in their own rooms.

Lucius walked out of the room and was dumbfounded to see that there was no one on the dining table except some hearty meals.This...his father eloped with the Dark Lord?Or, did the Dark Lord elope with his father?

Lucius sighed, took his exclusive seat and sat down to eat dinner quietly.Forget it, how can a son be able to ask Lao Tzu, I should do my own things to fill my stomach, and then do my homework honestly at home.

The house elf put down the dinner and left quietly.Lifting the quilt, Salazar put on a shirt and walked down to bring the tray.

Ansair, who was weak and limp on the bed, looked at Salazar's exposed appearance, and snorted softly. He couldn't physically overwhelm Salazar, and he must overwhelm Salazar elsewhere!Human potential is endless!

So, Ansair dragged the aria feebly, and laughed at Salazar: "Hmph, exhibitionist, have the spirits and worms flooded into your brain? Have you forgotten that you are a wizard, idiot." The word "idiot", Ansair only said it in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it in front of Salazar. ←← This is a product that is soft and afraid of one.

Salazar didn't care about Ansair's verbal provocation at all. Knowing that Ansair's mood hadn't adjusted yet, he graciously ignored him.When to wait, calculate the account together.

He took the tray over, got back into the bed again, hugged Ansair in his arms, and used a fork to fork a piece of roasted aroma.

The steak on the nose dangled in front of Ansair's eyes: "Ansair, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Ansair gritted his teeth and glared at Salazar, isn't this nonsense!How could he not be hungry, except for breakfast, he didn't eat anything today, and let this beast be pressed on the bed for basically a whole day! !

Ansair poked his head over to bite, but Salazar moved faster than him and stuffed it into his mouth quickly, which made Ansair feel ashamed and annoyed.

"Teacher!" Ansair protested angrily, "I'm hungry!!"

Salazar nodded casually, without any reaction to Ansair's words: "I know, I know Ansair, you are hungry."

Immediately, he changed his tone, and looked at Ansair with a slight smile: "Want to eat? If you want to eat, do it yourself."

Ansair looked at Salazar, aggrieved.I've been suppressed by this bastard for a whole day, yet I'm still being angry with this bastard at this moment, it's really too... Merlin, why didn't you drag this bastard away with you when you left! !

Ansair was depressed, sad, and wronged.He turned his head and bit Salazar's shoulder hard again.After venting the anger in his heart, he arrogantly turned his head aside, ignoring the bastard Salazar.

"Tsk," Salazar felt the pain in his shoulder, and knew without thinking how much strength Ansair should have exerted, "Ansair, it seems that you still have a lot of strength, do you want us to do something more useful?" thing?"

This time, Ansair was smarter, and his brain was no longer short-circuited. Regarding Salazar's extremely provocative words, Ansair blew his hair: "Salazar Slytherin! I want to get out of bed and walk for dinner tomorrow." Woolen cloth!!"

Instead of lying in bed all day like being paralyzed! !It's just that, Ansair, isn't what you're thinking about a little...er...

Salazar smiled and kissed Ansair on the cheek, but he was just teasing.Although he really wanted to do that, but considering that Ansair... is still relatively small, so... All in all, Salazar was just teasing Ansair to make a fuss.

"Hey, let's eat, I'll feed you." Knowing that Ansier was really hungry, Salazar also put aside his teasing thoughts, and fed Ansier with all his heart, tenderness and consideration, taking care of him. Very good.

Ansair ate the food on Salazar's fork in one gulp. Seeing Salazar's gentle expression about to drip water, he moved a little awkwardly, and said in a low voice with a blushing face, "Teacher, actually , I can still hold a fork myself..."

Salazar raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "Aner, don't you want to eat? My stomach is still hungry."

Ansair looked at the dots of light shining in Salazar's eyes, and he didn't dare to move at all. He would eat whatever Salazar fed him.In the end, direct and unscrupulous commands of all kinds asked Salazar to feed him.

Generally speaking, Ansair just cannot be spoiled!

"Abu, how did you explain it to Lucius?" Riddle, who was awakened by Abra, leaned on the pillow with Abra's help, and asked with a hint of curiosity in his heart.

Abra fed Riddle seriously, and when he heard Riddle's question, he raised his head and smiled: "Lucius didn't ask, so I didn't say anything."

Seeing Abra's mentality of avoiding it for a day, Riddle fell silent, his face a little stiff: "Abu, you won't just...keep it a secret."

"No," Abra carefully chopped the steak and fed Riddle with a spoon, "Let's talk to Lucius at a suitable time in the future."

Riddle's eyes were fixed on the spoon in Abra's hand, his face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Abu, I'm not a baby now!"

The steak was so broken that he didn't even want to look at it, let alone eat it! !

"Huh?" Abra glanced at the plate of steak suspiciously, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, "Ahem...I'm not...afraid that you can't eat hard things."

"I believe that my teeth are still functioning very well!" Riddle snatched the fork angrily, isolated the plate of steak and ate other food that was not contaminated by Abra.

Abra felt a little grievance in his heart. He did things with good intentions, but he was so disgusted...

Riddle stopped eating, tilted his head and watched Abra throw a difficult problem to Abra: "Abu, although I now..." Forgive him, he really didn't want to say that word! "But, from the therapist at St. Mungo's, it's better to be more active."

Abra blinked childishly, reached out to touch Riddle's three-month-old belly, and nodded.Abra still believes in the words of professionals.

"So," Riddle smiled with a little malice, "You still think about how to explain to Lucius tomorrow why a pregnant Dark Lord appeared in Malfoy's manor."

After finishing speaking, he happily ate dinner, and threw Abra, who had been petrified into stone, aside.What are the privileges of the Dark Lord?That is to throw the problem to your subordinates and let them solve it.Of course, this is also used on the partner.

Abra became stiff and petrified. Originally, he was secretly glad that he didn't have to face Lucius' complicated eyes, but now...he really answered that sentence: he can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but he can't hide from the fifteenth day.Whoever invented this word, he will definitely worship! !

Abra glanced at the Dark Lord inwardly. If he had known earlier, he would never have told Lucius that his mother had passed away when he was born.Instead, tell him that the Dark Lord is your mother, and when you improve your strength, go to your mother!

When a lie is told, it will cause lies to pop up one after another quickly, which also causes the snowball of lies to roll over and over.

Big, and finally drowned himself in this big snowball of lies...

Abra has a headache, how to explain to Lucius, this is a very serious problem.

Originally, Riddle couldn't understand Abra's attitude of muddling along and hiding him to the end.But now, Riddle, who had dinner, looked at Abra who was immersed in his own thoughts, and Riddle felt a little more guilty in his heart.

"Abu, how about... I'll go back to Voldemort's Manor in a while, and there won't be any problems with house-elves around." I have to say, Riddle, you really have the qualities to be a good wife... You are not married yet. Well, I started thinking about Abra.

"No need," Abra smiled at Riddle, stood up and kissed Riddle on the forehead, "Tom, I won't worry about you being alone in Voldemort's Manor, don't worry, that kid Lucius I understand that he won't have any... um, overreaction."

Seeing that Abra was about to leave, Riddle quickly grabbed Abra's hand and asked, "Abra, where are you going now?"

"Go to Lucius, talk to him sooner or later, now just give Lucius a night to think and accept," Abra brushed off Riddle's bangs, which were a bit of an eyesore, and looked into Riddle's bright red eyes A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Tom, I hope you will give me a little princess this time."

After finishing speaking, when Riddle exploded, Abra quickly dodged away to avoid suffering himself.

Arriving at the door of Lucius' room, Abra breathed out, and then he couldn't help laughing. It turned out that he still didn't dare to face his son... really... How should I put it, hey.

Abra knocked on the door lightly, and said outside the door: "Lucius, I am the father, can I go in now?"

The room was silent for a moment before hearing Lucius speak: "Come in, father."

Abra opened the door and looked at Lucius sitting at the desk writing something, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Lucius, didn't I bother you?"

As for the guilty Abra, because of her lies, she concealed Lucius' real life experience, which made Abra face Lucius... I felt a little faint in my heart...

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