HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

And Alex, who was walking outside, glanced at Lucius, and found that his face was as flat as an ironed napkin, and couldn't help but wonder, "Are you really acceptable?"

The other party ignored him.

But the Dark Lord's attitude towards her was getting more and more terrifying, and it felt like she was going from something he wanted to something he owned.

Or maybe she already is.

He remembered that when they were debriefing with him two months ago, she was just sitting next to him eating a plate of strawberries covered with heavy cream and sugar.

He always wanted her by his side, no matter what she was doing, whether it was reading or eating, he didn't care as long as she was there.She had been quiet all the time, and he didn't chase her away. No matter what happened, he let her sit beside him like that.

Even if a group of them are going to discuss with him the next plan and report the previous results.

He never avoided her, and she was not afraid of anything.

Even if he is a noseless old man four or five times her age.

Even if what they're usually talking about is how to torture and kill a person.

Even the outcomes they typically report are related to death and abuse.

The relationship between the two of them was extremely weird, but no one dared to ask a word.

However, two months ago, during the interval of speaking, their master suddenly turned his head and said, "Miss."

Her silver fork was right next to her lips. She looked at him without saying a word, but continued what she wanted to do—turned her head sideways, opened her two rose-like lips, and ate. Dropped a strawberry off his fork.

She moved so beautifully that the cream didn't even get to her lips.

She obviously has an incredibly small mouth.

However, he laughed, and said hoarsely and ambiguously in front of everyone, "Give me one."

He remembered that he peeked at Lucius at that time, and found that Lucius was still looking at his toes with a pale face, as if he didn't hear anything.

Ever since she did that to Bellatrix at Christmas, Lucius hadn't been able to figure out what to think.

And she looked at him seriously for a while while chewing the strawberries in her mouth slightly.

He said, "Just one."

He almost lowered his voice to seduce her, "I know you don't like to share," he smiled lowly, "but give me one. My dear lady, I just want one."

"The way you eat it makes me think it's delicious," he said.

Anyone could read something out of this scene to make themselves uneasy and scared, but she didn't.

She just looked at him for a while, and finally lifted a strawberry with a fork and handed it to him, and rolled a little more cream on it.

She had no sense of fear at all, her hand holding the fork was extremely steady, her wrist was gently flipped while being handed out, the veins under her snow-white skin clearly showed a light blue color, every vein in her movements The fingers reveal elegance.

A senseless, goofy grace like the white peacock Lucius loves.

She pressed the strawberry in front of the Dark Lord with precise movements, without missing a beat.

And he opened his mouth and ate it happily.

He said, "It's delicious, ma'am, it's delicious." The cream hit his lips and he licked it, even smiling at her.

At that time, the girl took back the fork, put the plate on the sofa, and left the living room without saying a word.

She gave him a strawberry to give him a little sweetness, and at the same time told him she wasn't happy about it.

She was still very upset at that time that he approached her deliberately with aggression and purpose.

She is very sensitive, she may only be 14 years old, but the tricks between men and women cannot be hidden from her.

She is small, but she is so beautiful.

Although she didn't say a word, the others were still quite frightened. She was basically showing him face openly.

But their master didn't take it seriously, he just rested his chin with one hand, showing a confident smile that everything was under his control.

However, everyone could see that her cuteness at that time was an illusion, and she didn't even bother to put on a little more disguise.

It is like oil flowers floating on the water, colorful and light, but all the beauty is false.

But their master didn't care at all, he was confident that he would tame the little lion.

He felt he could tame anything and there was nothing beyond his reach.

And now, she was sleeping on his lap.

He was even kissing a strand of her hair, his fingers still intertwined with hers, holding them together.

He always felt that there was no certainty that his master would be able to coax her to bed one day-maybe he would have succeeded long ago.

After all, she was lying on his lap, sleeping on the sofa where he was sitting, letting him stroke her hair.

He always has a way with women, even with his current face.

But it's different.

She glanced at Alex when she woke up.

The child was so beautiful, but those eyes were too cold, even if it was forced to explain the discomfort caused by being awakened from a dream, those eyes were frighteningly cold.

She lay on his master's lap and looked at him as if death was looking at him.

It was like the unhappy look his master had when his thoughts were interrupted.

She had no fear, no sign of being clouded by emotion.

Her demeanor was too calm and collected.But his master's attitude showed a strong emotion.

He didn't even know who was the real prey between his master and her.

"The Dark Lord has become more and more inseparable from her lately," Alex concluded. "He almost forgot what we wanted to do. He combed her hair, taught her magic, worried that she would not eat. After lunch, we are not allowed to violate any of her requests... Is he planning to cultivate a little wife for himself if he continues like this?"

But maybe when he gets what he wants he will return to normal?

When was he going to coax her into bed?

"Pay attention to the way you speak," the latter accuses him coldly, "you can imagine the way this word reaches his ears."

"Are you going to tell him, Lucius? Are you going to tell him? Yes, you are happier than any of us, and you know better than any of us, because he is crazy about your niece, who is not yet an adult. A child, just like your father! She is controlling him a little bit," Alex looked at Lucius in disbelief, "and we all know what poor Abraxas became in the end. If this continues, he will turn from our master into a womanizing wretch!"

"If you knew what my father became in the end," Lucius still looked at him calmly, "If you really care about our future so much, why didn't you just stand in front of him and tell all of this?" Tell him that it's not normal and not right to let him know what he's in right now?"

The other party was speechless.

"You're afraid of him," concluded Lucius, "you're afraid of our master, but you're afraid of her, Alex, and you're afraid of that girl!"

Alex flushed.

He did fear the girl, when the girl poured all kinds of potions on Peter Pettigrew, and during her fight with Bellatrix, and when the girl slit Langstridge's belly open in front of everyone and When he was told to take care of his wife, he felt the fear in his heart all the time.

However, her behavior was nothing compared to the way the Dark Lord treated her, the kind of indulgent and doting attitude.

"How are you going to explain it to your sister," he said angrily, "don't forget that when the Dark Lord first met her daughter, when he found out that she had given birth to Sirius, he almost killed you! You You are not afraid of life and death for your sister, but you gave her daughter to your master in the end!" He became more and more excited as he spoke, and suddenly sneered, "Lucius, how do you explain all this to her?"

Lucius looked at Alex coldly, "Alex," a slight blush appeared on his face, and everyone knew that this was a sign of anger, "You have to discipline your mouth properly!"

"She's the daughter of Sirius," Alex said. "You can see her attitude towards that little man and that crazy woman. She did it on purpose! She just wants to avenge him!"

"I never thought you were so smart," Lucius said sarcastically, "would you like to stand in front of her and announce loudly that everything she does is to confuse the Dark Lord?"

He warned the other party again, "Alex, you listen, Bella is pregnant with his child, but even she can't affect him like that girl, you better think about what she is to him , who the hell is she!"

He said, striding away.

But who is that girl?

He knew it when she laughed, he knew it when she talked to his son.

He had always known who she was, and he knew why his rose was crying.