Professor of LVSS is so cute

In order to protect Severus who suddenly became younger, Light and Shadow could only humiliate his life to boil the so-called better soul stabilizer.

Of course, his retreat was not without benefits.

The wolf-like Voldemort finally let go of the prey that had arrived for his own safety, and threw the little mermaid into the care of the house elves.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven.

The little mermaid couldn't leave him for even half a moment. As soon as Voldemort threw the little mermaid into his bedroom, the little mermaid drove out the bubbles that he didn't know how to make - in a way that made him With the precision that dropped his jaw, he found the man who was continuing to search for books on souls in the study.

Seeing the little mermaid aggrieved and aggrieved, the demon king raised his eyebrows.

This little guy came to his door again and again, which really made him move his index finger.

Pulling the little mermaid who threw herself into her arms and wrapped her fish tail around her waist with all her strength, the Demon King's face rarely showed some unbearable agitation.

He is not a person who likes to wrong himself, but before confirming the efficacy of that dose of formula, he doesn't mind to bear it for a while.After all, the stability of the soul is far more important than the catharsis of the body.

Thinking of his stupid behavior of repeatedly cutting his own soul in the previous life, the corners of Voldemort's eyes twitched, and the look he looked at the little mermaid also showed a hint of anger and cruelty.

"You like me very much?" He pinched the little mermaid's cold earlobe, and leaned into his ear and asked jokingly.

The little mermaid blinked her big silver-green eyes and smirked at him ignorantly.

Magical creatures have the purest dependence on their soul mates, especially when they transform for the first time, they are delirious and intuitively regard the orders of their soul mates as economics.

The little guy couldn't speak, and he couldn't feel the malice in the red-eyed devil's tone. He smirked, pouted his red and tender lips, and pecked tentatively on the devil's thin lips.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, but didn't move.

The smile on the face of the little mermaid seemed to be inspired by invisible encouragement. He imitated Voldemort's gesture of kissing him just now and stuck to each other's lips. At the same time, a pure magic power also flowed down the tip of their tongues and spread throughout All of Voldemort's internal organs.

The violent emotions that suddenly rose due to the instability of the soul were also melted by this cold and comforting magic power.

When the little mermaid left due to exhaustion, Voldemort actually felt somewhat lost in his heart.

His thoughts seem to have passed on to the little mermaid as well.

The little mermaid tilted her head to make a pose similar to thinking, then wrapped her neck abruptly and leaned forward again.

It was another kiss that was enough to suffocate the two of them.

Another strand of pure magic power that is almost never exhausted.

After kissing back and forth several times like this, the little mermaid's waist suddenly softened in the middle of approaching again, and the whole body slid to the ground.

It was as if his soul had been plunged into a cold spring, and Voldemort, feeling unprecedentedly sober, subconsciously picked him up on his lap—only then did he realize that the little mermaid, whose face was rosy from alcohol when he had just transformed, was at this moment Unexpectedly, his face was as white as paper, and he might faint at any time.

Voldemort's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately remembered the instillation of pure magic power that had almost never stopped just now, and the warmth and comfort that made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Severus..." There was a barely contained emotion in the devil's voice.

The little mermaid who was picked up by him stretched out his slender arms weakly and stubbornly grabbed the devil's neck again and again.

Voldemort hesitated for a moment, and made a surprising move, he lowered his head!

As soon as he lowered his head, the little mermaid's arms came up, and a pair of kissed swollen lips pressed against Voldemort's also bright red lips.

In a blink of an eye, Voldemort guessed his reason for doing this, and an unspeakable emotion seized his heart for a moment, making his soul unstable for a moment.

Voldemort raised his head to avoid the swollen lips pressed by the little mermaid again, and fixed his eyes on his pale and handsome face, "I'm fine," he said in a soft tone he had never had before, "Severer Sis, you don't need to do this anymore."

The little mermaid who was avoided by him looked at him in confusion, her silver-green eyes were full of innocence and innocence.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your room to rest." Voldemort picked up the little mermaid by the waist, and walked to his room.

The little mermaid was hugged by him obediently, her thin arms wrapped around the devil's neck.

When the two of them walked to the little mermaid's bedroom, the little mermaid seemed to realize something. The already weak silver-green fish tail jumped up suddenly, wrapped around the waist of the demon king, and cried while wrapping it up, like pearls. The same liquid kept slipping from the corners of his eyes, and soon it was dotted on the carpet.

The demon king, whose neck was strangled by the little mermaid and almost lost his breath, said helplessly, "Why are you so clingy to me?" He summoned an elf to pick up the pearl-like liquid on the ground and sent him to the potion room.Siren's tears are a good potion material, which is difficult to buy usually. "I'm not leaving, I'm right here." While talking to the little mermaid, he hugged the little mermaid to bed.

But he didn't want to, as soon as he put the little mermaid on the bed, the little mermaid threw him onto the bed with the strength of the fish's tail, and four things like water ropes instantly locked Voldemort's limbs.

Voldemort looked at the little mermaid lying on his chest contentedly after he was tied up, laughing and laughing, and was about to break free when he thought about it, a melodious and indistinct singing voice suddenly sang from the mouth of the little mermaid. Music for the soul.

The elf of the sea obviously sensed something wrong with his partner's soul, and he was using his own method to soothe his partner's soul.

Voldemort, who could easily perceive the subtle changes in his own soul, was stunned when he broke free. He looked at the little mermaid with a focused face on his chest, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was so possessed by the little mermaid. Looking at each other, listening to him sing the soul song most of the night.

When Voldemort woke up from his sleep, he found that the water rope binding his limbs had disappeared at some point, and the little mermaid whose hair seemed to be bitten by a dog was watching him with a smile, silver green The tail of the fish kept shaking, like a puppy begging for food.

Seeing Voldemort open his eyes, his eyes lit up instantly!

The little mermaid crawled up to the devil's body, imitating what the devil did to him yesterday, with her thumb and forefinger touching the devil's jaw and slightly lifting her swollen lips.

Before Voldemort could speak, the corners of his eyes were twitched by his action, a pure magical power surged from the tip of the little mermaid's tongue again.

Men who wake up in the morning can't bear to be teased.

Voldemort turned over and pushed the little mermaid under him. He tossed all over the place, and then took advantage of the gap when the lingering rhyme was fading, and blocked the little mermaid's unsatisfied embrace, "Today is enough!" His voice With the distinctive hoarseness of relieved pain, "Get up, let's wash up and have breakfast."

The little mermaid curled up on him and looked up at him, half understanding.

Helpless, the devil could only get out of bed with the little mermaid in his arms, and went to the bathroom together.

The little mermaid looked curiously at the bottles and cans in the bathroom. With this poking and pressing, bubbles with a fruity aroma soon appeared one after another in the bathroom.

The Demon King took one of the tubes of toothpaste and squeezed a little onto the toothbrush, lifted the little mermaid's chin, and exerted a little force to force him to open his mouth.

The little mermaid, showing a mouthful of small teeth, blinked twice, and just about to close her mouth, a toothbrush had already been stretched in, brushing here and there.

The little mermaid found it funny now, and opened his mouth wider to make Voldemort toss. Occasionally, he would bite his toothbrush hard to keep Voldemort from moving, and Voldemort would go to scratch his creaking hole, making his hands and feet soft, and then Go ahead and brush his teeth.

When the teeth were clean and white, Voldemort was about to make the little mermaid spit out the mouthwash, but the little mermaid puffed her cheeks, showing signs of swallowing it. Voldemort quickly stopped his movement and forced him to take the mouthwash. Spit out the mouthwash.

But the mouthwash was sweet and cool, and the little mermaid acted like a baby and refused to vomit.

Voldemort squinted at his swollen cheeks, suddenly put down the mouthwash cup, stretched out two index fingers to poke his cheeks——

puff!

A bunch of water arrows wrapped in foam suddenly shot out from the little mermaid's mouth. Voldemort, who had avoided the direction of the water jet when he poked his cheek, couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the silly and cute expression of the little mermaid.

By the time they finished rinsing their mouths, washed their faces, put on their clothes and went downstairs, the short hand of the grandfather clock had already reached nine o'clock.

Light and Shadow still did not come out of the potion room.

The devil was also happy, so he went downstairs with the little mermaid in his arms.

When eating breakfast, the little mermaid opened its mouth wide like a bird waiting to be fed, and ate the food that Voldemort delivered to her mouth. After the two of them finished eating, the little mermaid took another The devil's neck, Voldemort bowed his head knowingly, the little mermaid brought her lips, which were still covered with bread crumbs, and kissed him deeply, and after another deep kiss that made people's breathing unsteady, Voldemort looked at Severus last night. The box of newly developed medicine he prepared frowned.

These potions had to be sent to Voldemort Manor.

But... the little guy in front of him couldn't let him get away at all.

Voldemort didn't want the little guy to go outside looking for him with another unreliable ball of light floating - who knows if he would run into other wizards or Muggles!

The demon king, who was thinking about it, saw the messy hair of the little mermaid. He squinted his eyes, as if he had a good idea, and asked the house elf to take out a hooded cloak and shrink the potion box After using the potion in the bag, he wrapped the little mermaid tightly, and took him to Diagon Alley with apparation.