After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Tom was stunned, and then his neck and cheeks turned red almost instantly. He swallowed awkwardly, and just when Lamia thought he was going to take the next step, Tom pushed her away and walked out the door.

His movements were decisive and swift, but his slightly staggering steps still revealed his inner panic.

Lamia opened her eyes. It was the first time she saw Tom so flustered. Seeing him about to open the door and walk out, Lamia sat up suddenly in bed, "Tom, don't go."

Lamia's desperate shout only made Tom pause for a moment. The next second he opened the door and disappeared.

Lamia lifted the quilt and was about to chase after him. She had to keep an eye on Tom and not give him the chance to contact his subordinates and ruin Dumbledore's plan.

Lamia didn't even have time to change her clothes and jumped off the bed. The moment she landed, she felt dizzy, and then the heat in her body spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head like a burning fire.

Lamia struggled to move towards the door, step by step, "Dumbledore, you'd better not let me down!" She gritted her teeth, her face flushed as she held onto the door.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. Tom was standing at the doorway, his hand holding the door handle covered with crystal clear ice chips. The cold air blowing against him was even colder than the air inside the room. "Lamiya, are you looking for me?"

Tom leaned forward, his hair on his forehead swaying wildly with his movements, and the ice chips on it fell off piece by piece. Some pieces even fell into Lamia's neck, and were instantly melted by her scorching body temperature. The crystal liquid gradually spread downwards until it sank into the white skin.

"Tom, where have you been?" Lamia stepped back to create distance between them. Tom's condition was not right. His body temperature was even lower than that in the house, but this was an extreme temptation to her.

Lamia tried her best to control herself from rushing forward, but this action brought a different picture to Tom's eyes.

Tom felt Lamia was like a frightened rabbit, a rabbit targeted by a venomous snake destined to be devoured. But at the end of its life, the rabbit refused to accept its fate, desperately trying to escape the snake's fangs.

Tom smiled oddly, rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing a pair of arms with bulging veins. "Lamia, why are you afraid of me?" He approached step by step until there was no distance between them.

"Tom, you'd better stay away from me. I'm protecting you. If you stay this close to me, I won't be able to control my behavior later." Lamia stretched out her slender, shiny fingers to block Tom's lips.

"Heh." Tom chuckled, and instead of retreating, he kissed her gently. Lamia felt as if her fingers were touching a piece of ice that was emitting cold air, and the desire in her heart made her want to stick her whole body to it.

She couldn't control herself for a moment, and when she reacted again, she found that she had placed her palm on Tom's face, and he was rubbing her palm with his eyes closed. This strange feeling made Lamia's hair stand on end.

"Tom, I'm tired. I'm going to lie down first." Lamia hurriedly moved her hand away. The remaining coldness in her palm was instantly swallowed up by the burning sensation. She gritted her teeth and crawled into the cold bed.

"Lamia, don't you like me anymore?" Tom began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his strong chest. "I'm cold. Can you help me?"

Lamia was shrouded in a huge shadow, her throat felt dry. She swallowed and suddenly wanted to let desire devour her reason.

Tom seemed to notice Lamia's dilemma. He stretched out his arms, and his handsome face magnified before her. Lamia could even feel the alluring coolness of his body. "It's happened before, but this time it's special. You've been poisoned," Tom said, expressing Lamia's inner thoughts.

Lamia made up her mind and hugged Tom's neck and pulled him onto the bed.

There was no longer a gap between the two of them. Lamia allowed herself to be driven by the deepest desires in her heart. She rode on Tom and absorbed everything from him, including the cold air emanating from his body.

Lamia felt her body temperature dropped a lot, and she gradually woke up from her confusion. Looking at Tom who was restless under her, Lamia suddenly had an urge to run. She was in big trouble.

Tom was completely focused on Lamia, and any movement of hers could not escape his feeling, including her sudden stop. "Do you want to run?" Tom opened his watery blue eyes and looked at Lamia.

"No, no, I'm just tired. How about we continue another day?" Lamia quietly moved her legs, trying to get off Tom.

But a pair of rough hands immediately grabbed her calves, "You feel comfortable, but what about me?" Tom's eyes were dim, and his gaze gradually moved down to the smooth calves in his hands.

Lamia exerted force and pulled her legs back. "I'm not feeling well." She turned her head away guiltily, unable even to curse Dumbledore - if Tom heard it, their plan would be ruined.

"Not feeling well? Then let's continue, and don't postpone it to another day." Tom sat up from the bed with a wicked smile, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Lamia, who wanted to escape, back into his arms.

"It seems that I'm not trying hard enough. How about I be on top this time?" Tom's face came close to hers. Lamia felt itchy when his eyelashes brushed against her. Before she could say anything, she was pressed under Tom.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as my consent." He took Lamia's still hot hand and placed it on his waist. "It hurts, help me." Tom buried his head in Lamia's neck, his voice unclear.

"How can I help you?" Lamia's heart began to beat violently, and her eyes glanced around the room.

"The belt will be uncomfortable later." Tom raised his head, his eyes shining and his lips crystal clear, especially when he saw Lamia deliberately turned her head away, "What do you think it is?" He chuckled, his voice low and awkward.

"I'm not thinking of anything else." Lamia said stubbornly.

"I believe you." Tom nodded cooperatively.

Lamia reached out and groped around his waist, "Where?" Lamia closed her eyes tightly, afraid that if she looked over, she would be scared to death by Tom's eyes.

"Look carefully." Tom looked at Lamia with amusement, just feeling her movements without any intention of helping.

"Is this it?" She rubbed it with her legs, but she didn't expect Tom's movements to suddenly freeze. He actually clamped her legs with his legs, trapping her tightly under him, unable to move.

"I even doubt if it was you who was lying with me before." Tom groaned and said in Lamia's ear.

Lamia immediately understood and closed her eyes in embarrassment.

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