Chapter 317 Measurement

Allen looked thoughtfully at Penello in front of her, watching her swaying up the steps step by step.

His gaze couldn't just follow Penello, just as his heart beat violently uncontrollably when he realized Penello's decision.

Penello led Allen skillfully into the Room of Response, and the room still retained the appearance of Allen when he was studying Animagus.

No, it's still slightly different.

The light seemed to be dimmer, and Penello's face was so dark that her heart was beating hotly. She bit her lip, her moist and crystal eyes met Alan for a while, and then moved away immediately.

"Alan, why don't you measure it for me." Penello spoke quickly and softly. If it weren't for the extreme silence in the room at this time, it would be really hard to hear.

Then, as if she had found a reason, she became confident, "No one knows the specific requirements for the data. After all, this is the equipment you designed yourself."

Although Allen was still hesitating, seeing Penello like this, his throat rolled slightly, and he only uttered the word "good".

In Penello's eyes, the silhouette of the young man in front of him was facing the dim light, looking down, his eyelashes were like light golden moth wings, resting on his handsome face.

"Penello, open your arms." Allen said softly, his voice dry.

But in Penello's ears, it was a gentle and pitiful tone.

Penello took off the large magic robe that was on the outside, threw it high into the air, then stretched out her slender arms and looked at Allen.

Allen caught Penello's robe and hung it on the inner doorknob of the Response Room.

Of course outsiders cannot enter the Room of Response at this time. Penello watched Allen's movements, and the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually rose.

A long measuring tape with silver scales appeared in Alan's hands out of thin air.

It was exactly the same magic tape measure that Ollivander used to measure the little wizards.

Penello's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't stop Alan.

Allen lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, and stepped forward, he was almost about to hug Penello in his arms.

Sniffing lightly at the end of his nose, he smelled a short scent of gardenia behind Penello's earlobe.

Seeing Allen's actions, Penello, who was astonished, was blank. At the same time, Penello felt the coolness of Allen's lips gently rubbing against his ears.

Allen circled the tape measure from Penello's back, then stepped back a little, trying to see the numbers in front of him clearly.

On Penello's chest, his fingertips pressed one end of the tape measure, his eyes memorized the numbers on the tape measure, but his fingers felt the astonishing softness of the lower end of the tape measure.

Allen's soft breath almost penetrated the thin summer clothes on Penello's chest, and Penello could feel the temperature of that breath, which was as hot as Allen's eyes.

Regarding Allen's behavior like a Muggle tailor holding a magic tape measure, Penelope tacitly said nothing.

Allen held Penello's forearm, stretched the tape measure, and during the measurement, one elbow happened to touch the outer edge of Penello's most plump southern hemisphere.

Penello forced himself to be calm, but he couldn't help being ecstatic in the dark, and bursts of numbness surged up.

Allen's eyes slipped to Penello's waist.

With the robe removed and only wearing a close-fitting shirt, Penello's body curves are clearly visible.

Her waist was astonishingly thin, and Allen's eyes followed the waistline, and the two round curves quietly showed what was sexy and charming.

Allen really wanted to throw away the tape measure in his hand, hold the slender piece with his own hands, and feel her temperature.

He did so, and when his warm hand touched Penello's waist, Penello couldn't help trembling slightly.

Allen's palm rubbed against Penello's most private and softest position, as if with magical power, the skin on Penello's waist also became hot.

Allen's hand gradually moved downstream, and Penello couldn't hold on any longer, and was held in Allen's arms as soft as a cloud.

The magic tape measure had been forgotten by the two, innocently witnessing this sudden pink scene.

Alan's hand lingered on the amazingly elastic arc for a long time, and Fang continued to walk downstream.

Allen could feel that the skin under his hands was extremely delicate and cold.

Suddenly, Penello's slender legs lifted slightly, and Alan's hand couldn't help sliding inward, getting a more delicate and smooth feeling.

Penello was weak all over, his cheeks were flushed, and his lustrous eyes looked at Allen affectionately.

She raised her hand and stroked Alan's chest.

Responding to Ellen's breathing became heavy, he couldn't help but grabbed Penello's hand, and dropped an extremely hot kiss on her palm.

And what returned to Allen was Penello's more passionate kiss.

Penello raised his arms, inserted both hands into Alan's hair, and pressed his head to himself. Between their lips and teeth, the passion between the two was ignited.

Penello felt that Allen's kisses rained down on her cheeks and neck.

No, not enough, it's not enough!

Penelope felt her body burn, and she longed for more, more intense touch.

Without any warning, Penello's nails pierced Alan's shoulder, and she turned over suddenly, pressing Alan under her body.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Allen felt the passion of Liaoyuan.

Penello's nature seemed to be liberated, with a beast-like hunger, her lips found Alan's lips, and her slender white thighs were wrapped around Alan's waist.

With a sudden and well-timed movement. Black lace slipped from Penello's shoulders.

At the same moment, the obstacle on Allen was deftly lifted by Penello.

Penello's hand touched Alan's chest, her feet slid down his legs, her long hair fell down, and she lowered her head to kiss Alan's neck lightly.

Penello grabbed the wand with his backhand, and the decorations and pens and ink on the long table were pushed away by invisible forces, hit the wall, and then fell to the ground.

She roughly pushed Alan onto the long table, and Alan's head hit the shelf of the long table.

Penelope stretched out in front of Allen, and for a split second, Allen thought he saw a perfect body, a goddess showing the dark side of love and beauty.

After a brief hindrance, a warm feeling entangled Alan's body with her, all reason melted into the torrent of senses, and Alan's breathing became even harsher.

When Allen entered the dark goddess in front of him, Penello's eyes were wide open, and his slightly red pupils shone with light.

The long table creaked uncontrollably under Allen, but was overshadowed by Penello's high-pitched, happy moans until they echoed on the walls of the room.

Her nails slid down Alan's spine again, with increasing urgency, until her face was on Alan's, and her soft, warm breath was on Alan's ears.

Allen's movements became faster and faster. Penello cried out, as if she had completely forgotten herself, and Allen felt that she was about to reach the peak.

Penello called Alan's name almost lovingly. Her eyes were fixed on Alan's neck, and then into his eyes, and Alan suddenly realized what she wanted to do.

Allen moved closer to her, letting her lips touch his neck.

Penello's lips parted, revealing sharp white teeth. She gradually tightened her lips and teeth, and Allen keenly noticed that there seemed to be blood oozing from her neck.

But Penello didn't care, and instead licked it gently, the itching and tingling instantly occupied all of Allen's senses.

Allen couldn't help but bent towards her horny mouth, attacking her frantically.

Her body responded to Ellen with the same violent rhythm, and finally he and her body merged sweetly.

As Ellen soared above the summit, it was hard to tell where she ended and where he began.

Penello's last kiss was salty and tasted like blood, but at this moment, nothing in the world could separate them.

Finally, their lips parted, and Penello looked at Allen meaningfully with appraising eyes.

There were a few drops of blood on her chest and neck, and her body was perfect.

Alan clearly saw a seductive flame burning deep in his squinting eyes.