HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The dew is heavy in the early morning, and the sun penetrates the clouds early just to embrace the moisture in the air.

The flock of birds flapped their wings and got up early to look for food. A few that had eaten their fill left the group early and landed in groups on the railing of Wenxiu Lord's bedroom balcony.

They jumped in rows, tilted their heads and chirped at the two people lying together in the room.

Tom Riddle was awakened by the almost inaudible bird call.

He opened his eyes, and his scarlet pupils were clear, without a trace of the haziness from just waking up.

He actually fell asleep without any precautions last night.

And I slept for so long.

Years of vigilance against others made Tom Riddle want to pull out his wand, but he ended up touching nothing.

Not only was his wand gone, but the clothes he was wearing were not the same ones he had worn before he fell asleep the night before.

The man stood up suddenly, and the quilt covering his chest slipped down and piled on his abdomen. He turned his head and found his wand on the bedside table.

The murderous intent that surged like the tide receded like the tide, and Tom Riddle held the wand firmly in his palm, and only then did he feel safe.

At this moment, there was an unusual movement around me.

Perhaps it was the presence of Wenxiu Lord all around that made him relax, or maybe it was because he had just woken up from a good sleep.

Tom Riddle did not backhand the curse.

I turned my head to look at the direction where the unusual movement came from, and it turned out to be Wenxiu Lord.

The man stood up and lifted the quilt. The silver-haired boy was still immersed in sleep and felt warm all over, but the next second he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind passing through his body.

The boy curled up into a ball to try to keep warm, but ended up exposing his limbs to the cold air.

The pajamas he was wearing rolled up after he fell asleep, revealing a large area of ​​his waist, abdomen, shoulders and collarbones.

The temperature in the room, which was slightly lower than body temperature, woke up Wenxiu Lord who was immersed in his dream.

Half asleep and half awake, he reached out his hands and grabbed the quilt and the hem of Tom Riddle's pajamas.

The pajamas, which were too big for the silver-haired boy, were just the right size for Tom Riddle.

Thus, a dramatic Mary Sue scene was born.

The hem of his pajamas, which were of the perfect size, was pulled, and Tom Riddle was directly pressed on the silver-haired boy with the pajamas of very good quality.

Should I say that he is indeed a young man?

I was totally unable to resist the charm of the bed, and didn't realize that the quilt pressing on me was a bit heavy.

The pajamas and quilt were pulled up together, and the man's entire body was exposed to the silver-haired boy's nose.

A hot and humid breath rushed out, and Tom Riddle's muscles tensed instantly.

But the silver-haired boy seemed to have found the pillow.

She retracted her hand that was grabbing the edge of the quilt into the quilt, arched her body forward, wrapped her arms around the man's waist, and buried her entire hot face in his chest muscles without any obstruction.

If it were any other person in this position, they would definitely remain in that position until Wenxiu Lord woke up.

Maybe some of them will go even further.

But Tom Riddle had no idea. He pried his hands apart, sat up again, and looked at the boy's brows, which looked as if they could hold a mosquito.

Seeing that Wenxiu Lord showed no signs of waking up, Tom Riddle felt like a fire on the water or a fist hitting cotton.

With a sneer in his heart, he stretched out his sinful hand towards the sleeping silver-haired boy.

The flesh on his cheeks was pinched and pulled to the sides. Wenxiu Lord was awakened by the pain. He grabbed Tom Riddle's wrist and then opened his eyes.

Looking at the two fingerprints on the boy's cheek, Tom Riddle's irritability that had arisen early in the morning dissipated a lot.

Rubbing his cheeks which had obviously grown bigger, Wenxiu Lord gritted his teeth in his heart and looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

"Vodie, how could you pinch me! It hurts!"

Shaking off his hand, Wenxiu Lord sat up and raised his hand to fight back.

I am not a gentleman if I don't take revenge. Today, I, Wenxiu Lord, will let Voldemort taste what it feels like to have the strength to knead dough!

Tom Riddle thought that the boy's behavior was something that only a person who had not woken up yet and whose brain was not yet working would do.

He got out of bed and looked at Wenxiu Lord, who was unwilling to fail. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "You changed the pajamas I'm wearing."

"Yeah, I saw you frowning after you fell asleep, and I thought you didn't sleep well, so I changed your pajamas."

With the help of spells throughout the process, Wenxiu Lord waved his wand, but he didn't touch him at all.

The scarlet eyes stared darkly and deeply at the young man on the bed, who actually didn't notice anything last night.

Tom Riddle asked no more questions and walked towards the sofa where his clothes were.

For the sake of letting him get a good night's sleep, he decided not to bother with Wenxiu Lord.

With his palm pressed against the skin touched by the silver-haired boy's breath, Tom Riddle deliberately ignored the slight fluctuation in his heart that he had never felt before.

In the few days before school started, Wenxiu Lord was troubled to find that Tom Riddle seemed to have no bedroom of his own.

Run to his bedroom every night.

But he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

How can a lustful love-brain refuse a feast that is delivered to his doorstep?

The Death Eaters were surprised to find that their increasingly violent Lord had become more tolerant.

Lord's fiancé, Mr. Wenxiu Lord, is getting worse and worse in temper.

It would be strange if Wenxiu Lord had a good temper as he had to stay up late every day to work overtime as school was about to start.

It’s okay to deal with Voldemort during the day, but he also has to provide part-time massage and sleep-inducing services at night.

If there were any magical creature in this world that feeds on resentment.

With Wenxiu Lord's current resentment, one person can support an entire tribe.

The last night before school starts.

Wenxiu Lord numbly rubbed Tom Riddle's forehead, and was extremely impatient to return to school tomorrow.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the boy came to his senses, lowering his head to look into the man's cold, scarlet eyes.

"Wen Xiu, school starts tomorrow, are you happy?"

With a shudder in his heart, the silver-haired boy pursed his dry lips and said, "I am neither happy nor unhappy."

Ignoring the change in the man's eyes, he continued.

"The start of school means this is the last year, and after graduation I can always follow Fudi."

Love flowed in her eyes and brows, which easily dispelled Voldemort's suspicion.

"As for being unhappy, of course it's because I have to separate from Fudi. I'm very sad."

The force on his wrist loosened, Wenxiu Lord breathed a sigh of relief and stopped distracting.

The next morning, he got up early, following Tom Riddle's biological clock.

By the time they had washed and changed their clothes, the sun had just begun to rise.

Yesterday, Tom Riddle ordered Lucius to take Venus Lord to King's Cross Station.

After packing the confiscated notes from last night's review into a suitcase, Wenxiu Lord sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Lucius to knock on his door.

The two had been living together for a few days, so they subconsciously ignored one problem.

To be precise, it was Vincent Lord who forgot, and Tom Riddle simply didn't care.

Lucius didn't know that the two of them shared a bedroom.

When Lucius got up early in the morning with great anticipation and knocked on Venus Lord's door, he saw that the person who came out was Tom Riddle.

Something broke.

It was completely broken.

The smile froze on his face, and after a moment he realized that he had seen the Lord's face, and he quickly lowered his head.

Tom Riddle snorted coldly, put on his mask and sat on the sofa, playing with the wand in his hand with a bad tone.

"I didn't ask you to come to see Wen Xiu so early."

How could Tom Riddle not see the feelings that the platinum young man had for Wenxiu Lord?

This was also one of the reasons why he tortured Lucius for a whole day last time.

Because of useless and cumbersome love, the message was passed to Wenxiu Lord without permission, haha.

If Vince Lord had not returned in time, Tom Riddle would probably have tortured him to death.