[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

"This handbook..."

Takasugi took out the letter with his mouth in a strange way, and then Gao Shan realized that something was wrong. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Voldemort's sudden aggressive expression, and opened his mouth subconsciously.

But he was interrupted in the middle of his speech—Voldemort, who seemed to have changed suddenly, pressed his shoulders and kicked him violently!

The [-]-degree rotation, the speed is so fast and the strength is so strong, Takasugi couldn't react for a while!

The letter in his mouth fell due to this sudden movement and landed on the thick carpet.The light green knot tied with the letter also seemed to be unintentionally loosened, and the dim yellow page written with elven characters also rolled open in a "gurgling" manner.

However, the two parties present had no time to deal with it.

It was as if Voldemort had taken a love potion suddenly, with dark desire surging in his eyes, one hand pressed Takasugi's shoulder to fix it, and the other hand supported the back of his head, and with one mouth... he gnawed it down.

Gentle words like gnawing, lip-tongue touching, etc. are completely inapplicable to the current situation of the two of them.

The hand holding the back of the head was extremely strong, and Voldemort blocked his lips in an almost crazy way. There was a spicy pain from his lips, and his nose was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood!

Takasugi's pupils suddenly darkened, and his hands freed from the restraints without warning, and they rested on Voldemort's shoulders!

Voldemort suddenly opened his eyes wide. The red pupils became darker, and the bright colors looked like blood.

Gao Shan's hand did not return to freedom, and the rope that had been broken free wrapped around his elbow again as if alive.Half of the strength accumulated cannot be fully released.Voldemort bit his lips as if he was paralyzed, and the anger that came with the pain also burned in Takasugi's eyes.

Of course, besides anger, there is also □.

Men are lower body creatures.

And for a man like Takasugi who came here in the flames of war, what can make him rise up quickly is to struggle and fight desperately, even on the bed. The touch of fists and feet.

So when Takasugi ruthlessly freed a hand to grab Voldemort's neck, he turned over and pressed him down.

Without showing any weakness, Takasugi stuck his tongue into Voldemort's mouth and ravaged the city.

Takasugi's aggressive face can be seen in Voldemort's red pupils, but even the man's unyielding fighting spirit seems to be the help to burn the fire of desire more vigorously at this time.

I don't know who started it first, the hands of the two started to grope each other's body, the clothes that were in the way were not taken off, and they were hung half-covered by each other's movements.The magic rope that was still in effect drew red marks on Takasugi's arm, but inexplicably added a destructive desire to this proud man that made him want to tear him down...

Voldemort couldn't control the impulse in his heart at all, he wrapped his arms around Takasugi's thin waist, along the waist line, put it on his upturned buttocks, and rubbed it twice from time to time; the other hand reached under Takasugi's clothes, rubbing The muscles that don't look obvious on the outside, but are extremely strong.

When his finger touched a certain bump, Voldemort pinched it viciously—Takasugi immediately let out a muffled sound, not pain, but more joy.

The entangled lips and tongue separated a little, Gao Shan licked his lips and looked at Voldemort, who was panting under him, with a smirk on his mouth: "Voldy, your physical fitness doesn't seem to be very good..."

Maybe he was pleased by Takasugi's attitude of putting all the "key points" in his hands without any resistance, or maybe he was satisfied by that "voldy", Voldemort didn't care about the man's teasing tone, just muttered vaguely : "What is my physical fitness, you don't know yet..." Then she leaned forward and grabbed his tongue licking his lips, and blocked the rest of the words.

Takasugi opened his mouth cooperatively, and a hint of joy flashed through his half-closed eyes.

The comfortable sofa swayed because of the less than gentle movements of the two of them. In the light cast by the magic candle, the intertwined and separated shadows were clearly visible.

Takasugi's hand has already encircled a weak spot of Voldemort, and Voldemort is licking and kissing from his throat to a certain two bumps in his chest—the fire is already burning vigorously, no need for firewood of combustion.

It's a pity...sometimes it's not that you don't need something, it just doesn't exist.

Just when Takasugi and Voldemort were already fighting fiercely, seeing that their clothes were almost taken off by the other party, it was almost a matter of guessing who would go up and who would go down, and then poked his finger in, and finally raised his gun and mounted the horse - the girl Nagini, who was unwilling to be lonely, let out a cry Yan Fei rushed over, and visually judged that it was an adult's body that could only be wrapped around with two arms, and twisted in a posture of hitting the top—although he was quite devoted, but he still left three points of attention to reflexively punch Takasugi in the outside world. Go, smash the fat snake body that hasn't been kissed yet...

What flew out together was the top of their heads, which seemed to be wide and strong, but in fact it was just a mini tent that could be easily destroyed.

Almost instantly, the warm environment was replaced by the biting cold wind and snow.

The indoor chatter developed into a field battle in a second, even if the two parties were determined, they were stunned for a second.

Takasugi almost didn't have to lower his head to feel that some part of himself that was still vigorous just now had slumped down. The governor-general, who had never encountered such an experience since he was an adult, gave off a black air, and gave Voldemort a hard look. Jumped off the couch.

It's not that Voldemort didn't know why he was stared at. He pinched the bridge of his nose with a wry smile—although Nagini was his partner who grew up with him, and it could even be said that he was a family member, but this time—Nagini really stepped on His bottom line is gone.

So much so that although Voldemort didn't eat snake meat, he still had the itch to catch the snake in question and have a bite.

Thinking so, the Dark Lord waved his hand with a gloomy face!

Miss Nagini, who was dizzy from the fall and staring at gold stars, flew back wrapped in the tent pile, her fat and tender body glowing with silver luster twisted and swayed.

Originally, I planned to go to Voldy's side and cry and complain that it's so cold here, it seems to be hibernating, and by the way, I'll act like a baby to see if I can try to get Voldy to serve me a lamb meal first - but when I lifted my head, I met the young Voldemort, who was so handsome and murderous Face—all the words that reached his mouth were blocked in his throat.

A dissatisfied man is scary...

What's more, Voldy is not the only one who is dissatisfied with desires, there is also Takasugi who is grinding his nails with a dagger and looking at him suspiciously...

Nagini tried to curl himself into a ball, blinking his eyes and trying to give a flattering smile.

"I think pets should be treated according to the standards of pets." Gao Shan raised his eyelids, his eyes moved from Voldemort to Nagini, and then moved aside as if nothing had happened, "Otherwise, it will appear every time at an important juncture, to be honest Say, it really makes people..."

Will make people... how?

He got stuck in the middle of the sentence, Voldemort was stunned, looked at Takasugi in puzzlement, and then followed Takasugi's thoughtful gaze to the ground.

The ancient manuscript was lying flat on the ground, with yellowed pages, fuzzy corners, and beautifully shaped elven characters floating in it, everything looked so normal.

——except for a black flower protruding from the side of the letter.

"Be careful." Voldemort frowned, and stopped Takasugi who wanted to walk over.

He can guarantee that this thing has never appeared before. Although Takasugi is immune to magic, it is not absolute. He does not want to let this man he fancy take risks.

Takasugi calmly stopped and observed from a distance for a while: "That seems to be... platycodon flower?"

"Orange...orange what?" Voldemort's knowledge of flowers was limited to the few varieties that nobles liked most, and he couldn't help frowning upon hearing this.

"Pianigen, a flower that is resistant to both high temperature and severe cold. The flower language is desperate love."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows: "The 'mermaid holding the flower of despair' referred to in the verse in the Codex, is this what you mean?"

"I don't know." Takasugi shrugged bluntly, his eyes were a little tangled, "Actually, I still have some doubts whether this is platycodon flower, or a new species that looks very similar to it..."

After all, he had never seen a black Kikyo before.

The color is so dull, but there is a cold light at the corners of the petals.

Even just looking at it gives people a dangerous feeling.

The author has something to say: Late Mid-Autumn Festival benefits =v=

Although it's not meat... cover your face~~

When can computer hard drives be bought tat

A crash every few 10 minutes can't afford to hurt...

The sense of sight that can't even code ==