[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 150 The Prom Invitation

This is the third time that Winnie has been intercepted by someone. This time it was another boy, but this time it was not from Ravenclaw or Slytherin, but from Gryffindor. boys.

"Sea!" The Gryffindor boy stood stiffly, with a flattering smile on his face, and rubbed his hands nervously, looking embarrassed.

"Hello." Winnie paused and replied calmly.

"Hi, I'm David, a fifth grader from Gryffindor, and you know that Christmas is coming, so I want to ask you..." The Gryffindor boy took a deep breath and cheered himself up in his heart , without any nonsense, straight to the point, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a low voice.

"She already has a partner."

Winnie and the Gryffindor boy looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Allen walking towards them with a faint smile on his face.

The Gryffindor boy looked at Alan almost in a daze, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't come back to his senses until Alan stood beside Winnie.

"Sorry." Allen said this with a smile on his face, "You may need to find another candidate."

"It's okay!" the Gryffindor boy shook his head and stammered, "I'll find someone else, I won't bother you, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, the boy from Gryffindor didn't stay long, and quickly turned around to leave. The leaving figure seemed to be running away. It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor that Alan looked at him. Winnie said, "To the library?"

Winnie nodded, remembering what Allen said just now that she already has a dance partner, she slightly opened her lips: "I don't have a dance partner, the dance is only open to people above the fourth grade, so I won't participate."

"Indeed, but if you want to participate, you only need someone above the fourth grade to invite you." Hearing what Winnie said, the corners of Alan's mouth slightly raised. He thought Winnie had already made an appointment with Malfoy. , but it sounds like Malfoy hasn't offered an invitation yet, which is a good opportunity for him.

Thinking of this, Allen put away his smile, and looked at the girl in front of him with a straight face, "Would you like to be my dance partner?"

"Ok?"

"I haven't found a partner yet, would you like to be my partner?"

Winnie came to her senses, looked at Alan, hesitated for a moment, and then Draco's angry face appeared in her mind, and when she was about to refuse, a familiar voice interrupted her like this.

"She's my dance partner." Draco came out from nowhere, standing beside Winnie, with one arm around her waist, his gray eyes staring at Ellen indifferently, and his tone sounded cold of.

Allen looked at Draco without changing his expression, and the next second, he said gently: "As far as I know, Winnie doesn't seem to have accepted any invitation."

"Because her dance partner is me, naturally she won't agree to any invitation." Draco smirked, and deliberately hugged Winnie tighter, making no secret of their intimacy.

Allen smiled inexplicably, and finally shifted his gaze to Winnie, "Think about it, and give me an answer later. I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen turned around and left without giving anyone any time to react.

Draco stared at Alan's back with a gloomy face. At this moment, he began to realize that even if Winnie became his girlfriend, that Alan Felton would still not give up, because from the beginning, that guy would not give up. His relationship with Winnie's boyfriend and girlfriend is in his eyes.

"Why didn't you reject him?" Draco's tone sounded a little angry, but also mixed with a hint of sourness, "You should reject him directly like you did at the beginning."

"When I was about to refuse, you..." Winnie said, suddenly felt that Draco's words were not quite right, and frowned slightly, "You have been following me?"

Draco didn't deny it, nor was he embarrassed by being caught, but said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "I'm surprised you only found out now, where did your vigilance go? If it was someone else who wanted to get you Life man, you may have..."

As he was talking, the prophecy came to mind inexplicably, and for a moment, he was suddenly speechless.

"Dead?" Draco couldn't say it, it doesn't mean Winnie couldn't say it either, she finished the last two words for Draco.

Draco's eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't expect Winnie to say these two words so easily, so he said angrily, "Who told you to say that!"

"You said it." Winnie raised her head, such a simple action made Draco's throat inexplicably dry.

Damn!

"Where did the button on your collar go?" Draco took a deep breath and deliberately forced himself not to look there, his self-control was getting worse and worse these days.

Winnie touched her collar, and said calmly, "I don't know, it disappeared after Potions class."

"Then why don't you wear a scarf!" Draco frowned beautifully, taking off the dark green scarf around his neck as he spoke, and wrapped it around Winnie's neck, keeping the whiteness away.

"It's very hot." Winnie tugged on the scarf somewhat unwillingly, but soon, her hands were firmly grasped.

"Don't take it off!" Draco said viciously, "Until you find your button or get a new one!"

"But it's hot." Winnie said, pursing her lips.

Draco sneered: "A cooling spell will solve this problem."

Since a cooling spell can solve the problem, why does she need to wear a scarf, Winnie thought suspiciously.

As the Christmas ball approached, Draco's face became darker day by day. The reason was that his little girlfriend kept receiving invitations to the ball after more than a week. Even though she refused, she still couldn't appease him. Inner anger called jealousy.

"Sorry, I can't promise you." Winnie said calmly, looking at the boy in front of her who was nearly two heads taller than her.

"Why?" Allen pursed his lips, with an expression of joy and anger on his face, "Because of Malfoy?"

"Yeah." Winnie nodded, "I've promised Draco to go to the ball with him."

Allen didn't speak until a long time before he suddenly said, "Do you like him?"

"Ok?"

"You like Draco Malfoy?" Allen repeated, his golden eyes flashed with unknown emotions, like anger, unwillingness, and grief, very complicated.

"I like it." Winnie didn't hesitate, and even she herself was a little surprised that she would say these two words so firmly.

Allen clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath: "What about me?"

"I like it, just like I like Betty." Winnie paused, and then said.

It's strange to say that she didn't meet and talk to Alan very often, but it gave her an indescribable sense of intimacy. She trusted this person second only to Sherlock.

"Really?" Allen smiled self-deprecatingly, and murmured, I don't know if he was talking to himself or Winnie, "I always thought that some things would never change, and it turned out that I was too confident , or I thought everything was too beautiful..."

For some reason, seeing Ellen like this, a flash of guilt suddenly flashed in Winnie's heart.

After some time, Allen had calmed down, put his hands on the little maroon head, with an unknown light in his eyes, "Then dance with me then."

Winnie hesitated for a while before nodding her head.

"I'm going back. I haven't found out the secret of the golden egg yet. I have to keep working hard." Alan raised the corners of his mouth and lied without changing his expression.

"OK, bye."

Hearing Winnie say goodbye to him without any doubt, Alan chuckled lightly, with a sense of self-mockery.

"Goodbye."

Winnie clutched her chest and stared at the direction Allen left in doubt, always feeling weird in her heart, as if she had done something wrong. She had never felt this way.

On Christmas Day, everyone dressed up happily, and suddenly, both girls and boys became very busy.

"Is this the dress from Malfoy?" Betty looked curiously at the dark green box on Winnie's bed, "Have you opened it to see?"

Winnie shook her head: "It was only delivered in the morning. After I read the book for a while, I forgot about it."

Betty looked at Winnie speechlessly, sighed inaudibly for a while, and said in a low voice: "Suddenly I feel a little pitiful for Malfoy."

"Huh?" Winnie showed a puzzled expression, she didn't hear what Betty said just now.

"It's okay." Betty shook her head, looked at Winnie and said, "Now open it and have a look!"

Winnie nodded, and in the next second, Betty stuffed the box into her arms, signaling her to open it quickly with her eyes.

Unzip the ribbon on the box, wait until the ribbon is completely off, and then open the box, you will see a wine red skirt and shoes.

"Merlin, this dress is very beautiful." Betty couldn't help sighing.

The burgundy long skirt, with small exposed shoulders and a cut waist, is simple and has a touch of maturity and charm. This is undoubtedly a very beautiful skirt, but Betty is a little worried, can Winnie handle it?

But it turns out that her worries were unnecessary.

Although Winnie is young, her figure is better developed than her peers, or even most of the seniors. The small bare shoulders and the cut waist can fully show Winnie's good figure. From this point of view , even Betty couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

"Is it weird?" Winnie pulled the skirt a little uncomfortably. She had never worn a skirt of this color and style.

"No, it's very beautiful. I bet everyone will be amazed by your outfit tonight!" Betty swallowed, even as a girl, she was taken aback, let alone other people!

Winnie stared at Betty blankly and said nothing.

"The skirt and shoes are ready, the next step is hair and makeup!" Betty clapped her hands excitedly, "Sit down quickly, I'm going to help you dress up now!"

The author has something to say: Maybe I haven’t told you little angels before, every time I finish typing, I have to use a traditional-simplified converter, but this traditional-simplified converter is very troublesome, like you will be converted into you, The preparation is converted to Huaibei, and there are many more. After the transfer, I have to change it again every time, and sometimes I will miss it. Please forgive me QAQ

By the way, it’s the same when replying to you, every time I have to type traditional and then transfer simplified, sometimes I forget to transfer QAQ when replying with my mobile phone or a large number of sexual replies

Weakly ask, do some of you not understand traditional Chinese at all?