[Deha] World Starlight

With a quill, he crossed the open document.

As he was flipping through the next file, Harry emerged from the fireplace holding a large stack of parchments.Draco watched him put the parchment on the coffee table, and then sat on the sofa he had prepared for him to grade his homework.

People in the Ministry of Magic who have been to Minister Malfoy's office are very curious about why he has such a good sofa in his office. Although they all know that his family is rich, they never know that Minister Malfoy is not Ask anyone to sit on that couch, even his cousin Sirius Black just sits in the chair across from his desk.

"Small papers from the last two days." Harry buried himself in the soft cushions, and said to Draco, "I was going to grade on Monday morning, but now I have time."

"Okay." Draco and Harry lowered their heads and started to do business together, chatting slowly in the gaps, talking about recent trivial matters.

Harry's comments rustled in the quiet room, and fluent and clear English appeared on every homework he corrected.

"Let's go out to dinner," Draco said when there was only a little work left.

"Okay." Harry lowered his head and read the student's pretentious sentence, "What are you going to eat?"

"Candlelight dinner," Draco replied, "and then go to a place where you can drink good wine, be lively and not cluttered."

Harry frowned to straighten out the words in the paper, "Thinking about it, it was a wonderful night." He said, his brows relaxed after writing the comments, and he began to struggle with what grade to give, "It seems that tonight Minister Malfoy Going to be gutted by wine and whatnot?" Harry's voice rose in a flirtatious joke.

"And what?" Draco's voice suddenly became very close like a snake's hissing, and before Harry raised his head to react, he was already crushed on the sofa.

"Is it the color of Mrs. Malfoy?" Draco's hand, which was still flipping through the documents just now, was pinching Harry's chin. The emerald on the ring finger ring was not half as beautiful as Harry's eyes.He bit Harry's lower lip lightly, feeling Harry's hand wandering vaguely across his back, sliding down his arm along his shoulder, pinching his forearm lightly, and finally stuffing something into his hand.

"The homework to be corrected with Mrs. Malfoy." Harry smiled and gave Draco a deep kiss to comfort him, the tip of his tongue finally licked his lips and teeth, and said, "If Mr. Malfoy wants to know how his wife is going tonight How much alcohol and what kind of alcohol will he drink to make him lose his mind and let him do whatever he wants...then help him correct these little troublesome homework."

Draco's gray eyes darkened because of the ambiguous pause in Harry's words. He could do something wrong with the irritating Professor Potter now, but he sat up straight and corrected every time he watched. Student assignments that would give him a headache.

"It's still a little bit—" Harry also started to look at the homework again, "Let's put them here after we grade them, and I'll come back to pick them up on Monday."

"Okay." Draco responded to him while writing something in a font that looked like Harry.

The author has something to say: ah... I originally wanted to write a side story about Sirius, but maybe I thought it was too serious (?) so I didn't write much.

Or daily candy bar.

It's probably the wedding and honeymoon show that everyone is looking forward to.

Thanks to the lovely Lan の Snow and SasukeXNarutoSN's Bawang, and Lan の Snow's long comment hahaha happy, chocolate is also happy. (My 360 browser can't open the backstage Overlord ticket. I don't know if anyone is left behind. I forget to open QAQ with IE every time)

The final chapter received so many comments, thank you for your warm and loving comments, I want more! (The update is so slow, are you qualified to say this?)

Half of January has passed, and the remaining days will be more diligent (clench fist)

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