Voldemort's married life

fourteen

Anna is actually not ugly. She has a pair of beautiful eyes, like a cat, but not as lazy as a cat. Her eyes are round and bright, and her eyes are full of docility.

Anna's lips are the color of a rose, but they are always smiling, a little pouty.

Her skin was not pale, but very finely colored, with a few pale freckles on her slightly baby-fat cheeks.

She always speaks slowly and softly.

Such a woman with gentle eyes, soft voice, pouty red lips and baby fat, even if she is beautiful, will not be stunning.

At least saying "Anna is a beauty" is certainly justifiable.

Anna's waist is not particularly slender, it's soft and graceful, and her hips are not tight, but elastic. (￣▽￣)／

Her legs are long and her toes are round.

Voldemort didn't say anything, but he liked to hold Anna's feet in his palm and knead them.

Small, slender, but always easy to be cold.

That's why Anna likes to tuck her feet in Voldemort's arms, too.

She thought she was being compulsive, unaware that he enjoyed it too.

Wenxiang nephrite is in her arms, hugging Anna's soft waist every night, and pillowing Anna's fragrant neck.

Or it can be used as a giant pillow for Anna to lie on her body, warm and warm, and sleep will not be so boring.

Not to mention the sleepless nights, full of ambiguous lingering and exciting sex...

……

but……

it's all gone

Anna she,

Really dared to drive Voldemort out of the room——

kicked out of the room—

In order to allow Mr. Voldemort to "smoothly move into" the study.

Anna specially arranged a couch inside,

Cleaned up comfortably,

After he finished his bath, dragging his arm respectfully and admiringly... pulled Voldemort into the study and closed the door.

Voldemort standing in his study:

"??"

Voldemort is unbelievable!

What does she mean?

Could it be that they really have to sleep in separate rooms?

No way... Anna is not that kind of person.

After a while Anna turned off the light in the master bedroom.

Voldemort: "..."

He was forced to accept the fact.

……

……why?

He doesn't understand!

What did he do wrong? !

Voldemort lay down on the couch unwillingly.

Resting on his arm, staring at the roof.

In fact, with his current body, sleep is not a necessity, but sleeping with Anna in his arms for a while, he will feel that his body and brain have been relaxed, which is a habit he has developed after being with Anna, and he did not have it before.

I don't know who said a word, but it is difficult to change a habit.

This sentence has been deeply reflected in Voldemort.

Because he who cannot hold Anna,

That's it

Stared at the roof all night! !

……

-

This time, even Lucius could not avoid being affected.

"...Mylord's ups and downs have been a bit repetitive lately."

Lucius sighed meaningfully.

Snape glanced at the bruise on his face,

"……you're right."

That's right.

Furious at the servant, Voldemort was still irritable after venting his anger.

He tilted his head and thought bitterly,

How long can she really be a monster?

……

Young man, I advise you not to set the flag too early...

really……

Anna continued to sleep in separate rooms for a week, and had no intention of giving up.

Voldemort: "..."

Voldemort broke out!

Voldemort, who had been lying in the study for a week and suffered from insomnia for a week, questioned Anna with a face as livid as iron:

"why?!"

why treat me like this!He wanted to growl at her, but he didn't.

He didn't admit he didn't dare.

And his beautiful wife Anna was wearing an apron, holding a spatula, humming a ditty while looking back at him,

Innocent and docile, he asked:

"Why what?"

!!!

Don't you think this scene is strikingly similar to history? !

Mr. Voldemort!

The same day Anna asked Voldemort why he didn't go home for dinner!this!Sample!of!

……

So as expected of a husband and wife, there is a tacit understanding.

The reactions of Voldemort and Anna at that time were surprisingly consistent...

He, looking into her eyes,

speechless...

why?

What should he say?Say you can't sleep without her? !

joke!He is the mighty Dark Lord! !

Lord Dark Lord, who has been "abuse" and "neglect" by his wife, has no choice but to take measures by himself to protect his legitimate rights and interests.

Anna took a beautiful bath, used up the beauty potion (provided by a wizard surnamed S) that Voldemort brought home to her, and lay down on the warm quilt, intending to have a good sleep.

Not long after she fell asleep, she felt her body sink, as if a huge object was pressing on her.

Anna was furious, opened her eyes and pushed away the things on her body vigorously, shouting:

"what are you doing!"

She didn't worry about enemies or anything, the protective magic of Horigo's Hollow was so strong that no wizard could climb into her bed in the middle of the night, except Voldemort.

Anna couldn't push him at all, and she glared at Voldemort angrily.

I didn't expect you to be such a person

Voldemort said nothing,

He held her two slender hands and pressed her arms firmly on top of her head,

Pull down her nightdress.

The light in the room was dim, and he covered the soft ball with his other hand based on feeling.

very flat...

Anna's breasts are really flat...

The bulging piece was held in Voldemort's generous palm, and it seemed...

flatter...

But Voldemort as a husband is very competent at this point, he never thought about it,

He has always been obsessed with every part of Anna's body without discrimination.

He first put his lips on Anna's lips, kissed her, then moved away from her for a while, repeatedly, and the kiss continued to deepen.

His hands kneaded slowly.

Anna moaned and groaned, and then she was too lazy to even move.

Voldemort put Anna's legs around his waist.

Anna struggled.

Voldemort scolded softly, "Don't move!"

Then slowly stuffed it in.

"Don't..."

Anna cried, "He will see..."

Voldemort was so dazzled by the warm and humid place, he just kept pushing forward and asked unconsciously, "Who?"

Moaning, Anna broke free from his hand, trying to push him away. "...that boy...he'll see..."

She bit his shoulder hard.

Voldemort understood in an instant.

His bright red eyes rolled, staring deeply at Anna who was tossing and turning beneath him.

This woman who couldn't help but breathe.

The heat waves in his lower abdomen came and went, rolling and surging, and even his chest seemed to be hot.

As if he had decided something, he closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice.

"...I see, he won't see it in the future."

He covered Anna's eyes and bit her lip.

Anna couldn't remember anymore, she kept arching her waist to avoid it, trying to bear less.

Have absolutely no idea what's going on.

-

Snakes have two genitals.

Anna played with the potion material in her hand - a snake that died during mating.

The identity of "Voldemort" is inseparable from the snake, but...

Don't think too much, he doesn't have... two penis or something...

She just suddenly remembered this.

Because of healing work and shortages of certain potions, she often had to make potions herself, so she had some knowledge of their ingredients.

And very fortunately, she has a certain talent for potions.

Fortunately, she has a talent for potions and can make potions by herself when she needs them.

If not, she might have an indescribably painful day today.

With such shameful pain, she couldn't go to a therapist.

Anna sneered and cut off the double-headed penis, and threw it into the cauldron. The boiling potion gurgled a few times, and the penis melted into the soup.

Anna's expression was simply chilling.

You have to control yourself!Don't kill your husband!

After all, no one can guarantee whether Voldemort, who was "husband-killing", will find a way to resurrect, and then find Anna, slam him against the wall, and make a lot of sauces on the spot (Huh?).

And in the end, Voldemort didn't understand why he was just dissatisfied with his wife for not sleeping with him, rather than angry that "the Dark Lord is dominated by the majestic Dark Lord", such a reason...

Maybe he didn't bother to think about it.

The author has something to say: Hhhh shy boat scene...