[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 94 The Sly Snake

The darkness fell, the night sky flickered, and the bright stars bloomed with their own light in this vast sky, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

It's just that not everyone can see such a beautiful scenery, just like Winnie who is lying on a medical bed.

And at this moment, the girl on the bed moved her body, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and soon, Ben's closed eyes slowly opened into a slit.

Winnie opened her eyes and blinked blankly. After waking up, she regained a lot of strength and her head didn't feel heavy. She sat up from the bed, and the quilt slid down her body to her waist. The long hair is a bit messy.

"How do you feel?" A deep voice suddenly sounded.

It was Draco, still sitting in the same chair by the bed, with the book in his lap and his chin resting on his hand.

"Very good." Winnie paused, then asked suspiciously, "You haven't left?"

"Obviously, I've been sitting here for half a day." Draco moved his neck, and there was a sudden soreness in his shoulder.

Seeing that Draco frowned slightly and didn't complain about anything, Winnie wanted to say something but couldn't speak, she felt a feeling of being filled in her heart, it was hard to describe, until she caught sight of The lunch box on the side.

"I asked Crabbe to bring it." Draco followed Winnie's line of sight and explained lightly. He picked up the lunch box and stuffed it into Winnie's hand, "Eat it."

"What about you?" Winnie raised her head in a daze, the lunch box in her hand was still warm, it seemed that she had cast a warming spell.

"I just ate." Draco raised his eyebrows, then closed the book and put it on the side cabinet.

"Betty White came to see you in the afternoon." Draco watched Winnie sip the pumpkin puree, and that obedient appearance brushed his heart like a feather.

Draco said again the moment Winnie looked up: "However, I let her go back."

Winnie tried to picture Betty coming to her but being thwarted by Draco in her mind, thinking that Betty would be very upset.

"When she came, her eyes were slightly red, and she seemed to have cried." He happened to see something, Draco reached out his hand suddenly, wiped off the pumpkin puree on the corner of Winnie's mouth with his thumb, and then put it in his mouth. The sweet taste made the corners of his mouth slightly raised, making it so tempting that people couldn't look away.

It's just that with such an excellent beauty in front of her, Winnie didn't feel moved at all. Instead, she was caught by the other party's words that seemed to cry.

"Is Betty crying?" Winnie asked quickly, with a rare look of worry on her expression.

Draco frowned slightly. Even though Betty White was a girl, seeing Winnie showing such emotions for her made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Obviously crying because Ravenclaw lost the game." Draco said sarcastically, he was indeed the savior. Unexpectedly, Potter's luck was still so good. Take it back, and as for winning a big advantage in the game.

Hearing that the match against Gryffindor was lost, Winnie was silent. It is normal for Betty to cry. Even though Betty admired Harry's flying skills, Betty still supported her academy team, but she did not expect to lose in the end. Fall to No.3.

Betty must be angry and sad after losing to the rocket crossbow twice.

"Are you going to cry too?" Seeing Winnie's unusual silence, Draco raised his eyebrows and said teasingly.

Winnie shook her head, with a slight sense of loss, she lowered her head and ate pumpkin puree.

Draco, who silently watched Winnie eat, suddenly said: "Seeing you eating like this, I suddenly feel hungry again."

Winnie was biting the spaghetti on the fork, and after eating all the spaghetti in her mouth, she said, "I haven't touched the sandwich next to it, do you want it?"

Draco's gray eyes flickered with an unknown light: "I'd rather eat spaghetti."

Winnie paused, looked at the lunch box, "But I've already eaten."

"I don't mind." Draco raised the corners of his mouth, showing a wicked smile.

"It's not hygienic, the bacteria in the saliva..." Winnie wanted to explain to Draco, but before he finished speaking, Draco suddenly moved closer to her, his face was only a few meters away from her.

"Shall I remind you that this is not the first time?" Draco said ambiguously, half-closed his narrow gray eyes.

The thumb lightly brushed her lips, rubbing/rubbing gently, coupled with the expression on Draco's face at this time, Winnie quickly knew what the other party was referring to, and her heart tightened suddenly, making her She subconsciously pushed Draco's hand away.

Draco didn't expect Winnie to wave his hand away, so he froze for a moment, until he saw Winnie pursed her lips tightly and her cheeks were flushed, and realized that it seemed to be a shy... performance?

Draco's mind went blank, followed by surprise and delight, and he couldn't help laughing, a very real happy laugh.

Seeing Draco smiling so happily, Winnie disappeared from the unease just now, and she looked at Draco with a puzzled face: "What are you laughing at?"

"Because I'm happy." Draco sat directly on Winnie's bed, straightened up, put his hands on the bed, and said cheerfully, "I'm glad you will be shy."

Winnie: "..."

"Did you dare not look at me just now?" Draco knew that Winnie didn't understand what shyness was, so he used a method to make her understand.

Winnie hesitated, then nodded.

"Is your heart beating faster?" Draco asked again.

Looking into Draco's astonishingly bright gray eyes, Winnie nodded again.

"Obviously, you're shy." Draco raised the corners of his mouth, not only his expression, but also his tone was full of joy.

Draco raised his eyebrows, and deliberately blew in Winnie's ear: "Hey, or I'll do something to make you more shy."

His body trembled violently. Although he didn't know what Draco was referring to, it was enough to scare Winnie. After hesitating for a moment, he rolled up a bunch of spaghetti and delivered it to his lips under Draco's gaze. side.

Draco opened his lips slightly, took the spaghetti and the fork into his mouth, and gave a meaningful evaluation: "It tastes good."

Winnie thought the matter was over, but she didn't expect Draco to ask her to take a bite too. Finally, under Draco's warning gaze, she rolled up the spaghetti and put it in her mouth.

"Winnie?" Hermione's voice suddenly came from outside the curtain, "Are you there?"

Hearing this voice, Draco raised his eyebrows, and an undisguised disgust flashed across his face.

"Hermione?" Winnie knew who the owner of the voice was.

Hearing Winnie's response, Hermione didn't hesitate, and directly opened the curtain. She thought that Winnie was alone, but she didn't expect that even Draco Malfoy was there, and seeing them sitting so close, her expression froze instantly. sluggish.

Seeing Hermione's silly expression, Draco sneered: "Did you come here to be dazed on purpose?"

Hearing such malicious words, Hermione suddenly came back to her senses, her face flushed, not because she was shy, but because she was angry.

"Draco." Winnie frowned at Draco, not liking his current attitude.

"It's okay, Winnie, I just heard that you were sick, so I came to see you." Hermione turned her eyes away from Draco and turned to Winnie, her tone softened.

"Only you?" Winnie's words had no other meaning, but she suspected that Gryffindor had won the game, and Hermione should celebrate with the others at this time.

"Harry wanted to come too, but..." Hermione whispered more and more quietly, and finally didn't even make a sound, with a very disappointed expression on her face.

Hearing the word Harry, Draco looked at Winnie with a half-smile, as if he wanted to find some traces on her face.

Winnie looked at Hermione, thought for a while, and finally said to Draco, "Do you want to go back first?"

Hearing what Winnie said, Hermione didn't say anything to stop her. In fact, she also wanted to share her sufferings with Winnie, because besides Harry and Ron, Winnie was the person she knew best.

Draco lowered his eyes, and the original half-smile was gradually replaced by coldness. He stared at Winnie for a while, and then said in a very bad tone: "Yes, as long as you kiss me."

Hermione was stunned by Draco's shameless words, her eyes widened, and she couldn't quite believe what she heard.

"How?" Draco raised the corners of his mouth, his attitude was very frivolous.

Winnie stared at Draco silently, and said in a flat tone for a while, "I understand."

Draco raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Winnie to actually agree, but there was no reason not to eat the food that was delivered, so he put his face in front of Winnie and waited.

Winnie saw Hermione cover her eyes suddenly, but she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, a small slit was exposed between her fingers.

Winnie pressed her lips to Draco's approaching cheek without changing her expression, stayed for only a second, and then backed away.

Della hid the sly look in her eyes: "Who told you it was a kiss on the cheek, I meant here."

Draco tapped his lips with a finger, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hermione, who took all this into her eyes, cursed secretly in her heart, it's really shameless, is this really Draco Malfoy?

"You bring your face closer." Winnie said expressionlessly, but there was a hint of annoyance in her tone.

"So?" Draco deliberately drew out his voice: "Did I say anything?"

No matter how good-tempered a person is, Draco's attitude at this time would be more irritating, and Winnie is no exception, but unlike others, she will not show it.

Winnie pursed her lips, and when Draco was about to say something more, she pressed her lips against Draco's thin lips in a fit of anger.

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So, I officially announce that I won't sprinkle anymore!