[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 150 VII Trip to Germany

"Stop...stop...come on..." The excitement made Winnie's voice tremble slightly.

But Draco ignored her as if he had made up his mind. He held onto her softness tightly, kneading, sucking, and even scratching her sensitive top with his fingernails. It made her couldn't help but gasp.

With a buzzing sound, Draco only felt a rush of blood rushing to his brain. He parted Winnie's thighs, and his thin lips left the ups and downs for a while, and found those petal-like delicate lips again. , Sweeping her mouth with her tongue, the fiery lips and tongue seemed to swallow her in, eagerly and roughly occupying every inch of land in her mouth.

His hands moved along the outside of the big waist all the way to the inside, and stopped on the delicate silky skin of the thighs. The smooth and tender touch really made him linger, and Winnie was warmed by his passionate kiss and hot. The palm of her hand made her dizzy. She wanted to resist, but her body had no strength at all. Whenever her sanity recovered a little, her lower body would be crushed and defeated again. This feeling was really terrible.

Draco stretched out his slender fingers, and gently touched the mysterious valley that only belonged to girls through his underwear. He felt the girl's body trembling slightly, and he pressed his fingers without hesitation. When she got up, Winnie felt something warm coming out of her body, she woke up suddenly, and clamped her legs tightly, but her legs were stuck on both sides of Draco's waist at this time, unable to move , I had to twist my body hard, trying to avoid that hand.

It's just that Winnie's flipping behavior couldn't hide it from Draco at all. He had already found out that his little girlfriend was emotional, so he teased him even more vigorously with his fingers. He moved his lips, suddenly wanting to know Under such circumstances, what kind of expression would that usually cold little face have, and the result did not disappoint him, with watery blue eyes, crimson cheeks, and slightly parted red and swollen lips.

A strong sense of stimulation suddenly came up from his lower body, and Winnie couldn't help letting out a sweet and soft moan. That voice almost made Draco's entire back go numb, but such a voice It only appeared for a moment, and was quickly suppressed. Winnie bit her lower lip hard, trying not to let herself make a sound, but such a move would only ignite Draco's conquest. Desire, so I worked harder to stay in that sensitive spot until more liquid soaked the small piece of cloth.

Winnie felt that she was going crazy, and the pleasure she had never experienced hit her rationality directly, and it became more and more violent. With the faster and deeper intensity, she was finally forced to cry like a cry , and finally reached the peak.

Draco stopped, his ears were filled with the sound of his own rough, heavy breathing, and the slight cry, he paused suddenly, his gray eyes met the face full of tears, he His sanity came back in an instant, and he saw the skirt being pushed up to his waist, revealing the snow-white thighs, and the mysterious valley of the girl wrapped in panties, the naked upper body, from the neck to the chest. The hickey that he left, for a moment, he was stunned.

"Sorry, I..." Draco let go of Winnie's hand, put his hands on the tear-stained little face, wiped it in a panic, then helped her up, buttoned the underwear, and zipped it up , "I'm an asshole, you can do whatever you want to me, don't cry."

After finishing speaking, when Draco was about to hold up that little face that had been severely bullied, a fist hit his face directly.

Draco: "…"

"I can do whatever you want." Winnie said calmly after wiping away her tears. After speaking, she punched her again and landed in the same position.

Looking at Draco's bewildered face, Winnie pulled out Draco's wand in his trouser pocket, and threw two spells at Draco without hesitation. .

"All petrochemical!"

"Fractured!"

Seeing the torn clothes on Draco, Winnie looked away, threw her wand at him, said, "I don't want to see you for a while.", and left.

In the Slytherin lounge, Draco sat on the sofa with a gloomy face. The gloomy atmosphere exuded from his body frightened no one to approach him. He vacated his seat with consensus or left the lounge and returned to the dormitory.

It’s just that they didn’t dare to go there, it doesn’t mean that other people are the same. Blaise, who finished the date, noticed the atmosphere in the lounge as soon as he walked into it. He raised his eyebrows and walked over slowly, “Why are you sitting here? , don't you need to go on a date?"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that Winnie had already taken the train home in the morning." Blaise sat opposite Draco, saw Draco sneer at him, and unconsciously hooked his lips, " And I heard that Alan Fettlington got on the train too."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Draco gritted his teeth, his tone cold.

"What happened on the night of the dance that forced Winnie to avoid you for two days?" Blaise glanced at his friend with interest.

The scene of that night suddenly appeared in his mind, Draco took a deep breath, he didn't regret it at all, this will have to be done sooner or later, it's good to let her get used to it first, but he never thought that he always The slow little girlfriend actually avoided him for two days because of this, and didn't even notify him when she left in the morning!

He thought the phrase I don't want to see you for a while was just an angry remark!

Now that I think about it, is she shy or is he being hated?

Damn it!Now he can't wait to go to Germany with him and ask him face to face!

On the Hogwarts train, Winnie sat alone in a compartment, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, just watching, but thinking about another thing.

Obviously two days have passed, but the picture of that night is still so clear, the touch, smell and temperature, like a brand, are deeply engraved in her mind.

Whenever I saw Draco, or thought of him, my mind couldn't help but think of his face at that time, the embarrassing voice he made, and the pleasure in his body.

It all sucks.

Winnie couldn't help but bury her hot face in her arms, she began to become less and less like herself, the name of reason seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her, whenever Draco approached her, or Touching her, she couldn't even think and control herself, which was a bit scary for her.

As always, when Winnie got out of the car, she saw Selina and Brett standing below.

"Why are you the only one?" Serena took the suitcase from Winnie and stuffed it to Brett, "Is Betty staying at school?"

"Yeah." Winnie nodded, brushing Draco out of her mind, and replied seriously, "Her parents aren't home, so she stays at school."

It didn't take too long to travel from England to Germany, but instead of using a Muggle plane, they used a doorbell to reach a German manor. In just a few seconds, they arrived in Germany from England.

As soon as he stood up, two surprised voices sounded.

"Oh, my little Winnie!"

"Go away, Picard, my sweet little granddaughter, and get hugged by grandma."

"How many days will you stay here?" Colleen Einstein waved her wand, causing the teapot to pour out five cups of warm black tea.

"One week." Brett handed the black tea to Serena, who took it with a faint smile.

"Look at your son." Kelin looked at Picard beside her with a half-smile.

"What's so good about him?" Picard pouted, "It's exactly the same as before, so stupid."

Bright: "…"

"I want you to learn from your son!" Kelin was almost driven mad by her husband.

"Hmph!" Picard glared at Brett, then picked up the black tea and took a sip.

"Grandfather, can I borrow your study later?" Winnie remembered her homework, and it happened that there were a lot of books in my grandfather's study, which I could use for reference.

"Of course you can, as long as you want, grandpa will even pick off the stars for you!" Picard smiled amiably, his appearance was in sharp contrast to just now.

"Father, your differential treatment is too obvious..." Brett said dissatisfiedly, obviously the same blood, just a son and a granddaughter, how could they be treated so differently.

"Are you still young?" Picard evoked a sarcastic smile, "Do you still want your father to hold you and play? Or..."

"Oh, please don't talk about it..." Brett made a sad and angry voice. His father would laugh at his black history every time. It was enough. Is he really his own son?

Picard sneered, who told this bastard to be against him since he was a child!

At dinner, Colleen asked the house elf to cook some of Winnie's favorite foods. Knowing that Winnie likes sweets, Colleen went straight into the kitchen and personally made some sweets that Winnie loved since she was a child.

"What are you going to cook tomorrow?" At the dinner table, Kelin gently picked up some spaghetti for Winnie.

"Brett will have a meeting with colleagues tomorrow, and Winnie has an appointment with a friend, so I plan to go out for a walk tomorrow." Serena held the knife and fork, and said slowly.

"Friend?" Picard looked up with a puzzled expression.

"Alan Felton, he is a fifth grader of Ravenclaw, Winnie's senior." Serena said.

"Alan Felton?" Picard paused, then asked in surprise, "He became your senior?"

Winnie nodded, "Grandfather knew him?"

The author has something to say: sorry for the lateness, because I edited it again, I was afraid that the size was too big, so I changed some words QAQ