Chapter 811 Crook Mountain: Open the Door!

It was already evening when I got home.

The moonlight was clear, and it was only a little short of perfection. Walking on the small road in Hampstead in the suburbs, looking up, it looked like an oil lamp hanging on the roof.

Push open the door and walk into the room.

Loren is in a brisk pace, he is in a happy mood, humming the melody that cannot be called out, and he can't remember the lyrics clearly. The tune is light, and he remembers it is a song sung by a girl. He consciously imitates it very well, with disgusting Clip sound.

As the tune continued to hum, the lyrics gradually became complete.

"It's my first night out with you."

Treat me right and buy me shoes. "Treat me well and buy me shoes."

Let me be your fantasy play with me. "Let me be your lover and play together"..."

Hermione walked behind, closed the room and changed her shoes, listening to the playful melody silently, and those unscrupulous lyrics.

“Just give me some time.”

I will be ready. "I'll be ready soon"

The man came to Granger's house and felt as relaxed as if he had returned to his own home. He searched for a brand new bath towel, prepared toiletries, and pushed the door to enter the bathroom on the second floor.

Hermione watched him go upstairs, and Crook Mountain came out of somewhere. Hearing the movement in the bathroom, he tilted his head, opened his bright eyes wide, and threw himself to the bathroom door in three or two steps, and began to scratch his head unremittingly. Door.

Loren in the bathroom did not take a shower immediately, but instead touched around, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

Hampstead's house area is sufficient, and each house has several bathrooms. This one is close to Hermione's bedroom, which is usually the only one she can use. He is boarding here during the summer vacation of the first grade, and he also uses this one. I met again after a long time. subtle.

There were a bunch of bottles and jars in the cabinet on the toilet. Loren picked it up and glanced at it a few times. It looked almost the same, and there were subtle differences in some places. He felt a sense of awe in his heart and quietly let it go. go back.

"Sher..."

Crook Hill outside the door slightly accelerated the door.

A stupid cat.

Loren suddenly remembered what he was doing tonight, unscrewed the shower switch, took off his clothes, and waited for the hot water.

“Do my make-up”

Bathe in my perfume "spray perfume"

Quick shower won't take too long

I'll be done just sing this song so "I can finish singing this song"..."

There was a drizzling sound of water, a faint singing sound, and a friction sound of cat claws scratching the door.

Hermione sat on the sofa, her eyes slightly dazed. For some reason, she suddenly remembered what Ginny said in the afternoon. She couldn't help but clench her fists slightly, feeling a little uneasy, and her earlobes were slightly red.

All kinds of strange thoughts suddenly surged in my mind, as if they had been entangled for a few hours, and then it seemed that only a few minutes had passed.

After pondering for a long time, Hermione decided to go to another bathroom to take a shower.

In summer, you need to take a bath.

Moreover, they went to Diagon Alley for a dinner today and went shopping in the afternoon. They had a little sweat on their bodies, so it was normal to take a shower.

“…”

Hermione deliberately slowed down her hair, wet her hair and applied conditioner, and soaked in the bathtub for a long time before she slowly sat up and dried her hair, choosing an inefficient hair dryer instead of magic. At this time, there was a slight sound outside, and Mount Crucker no longer scratched the door. Loren in the room should have been washed.

Maybe they will leave in a few minutes.

“…Wrap me in plastic and make me shine.”

We can make a dollhouse follow your design. "We can make a toy hut and you will design it."

The singing person is holding his voice, his voice is hard to describe, and the lyrics are even more indescribable.

Hermione couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and was silent in front of the mirror for a long time, but wrapped her bathrobe and walked out slowly.

"Let's build a dog out of sticks and twine."

I can call you master. "I can call you master"..."

Loren hummed and turned his head, paused for a moment, and finished singing it: "You can call me mine."

Hermione frowned, her expression feeling a little uncomfortable, but she mustered up the courage to look up at him, her voice trembling slightly: "Can you stop singing?"

"You care about me, I love singing."

Loren's mouth tilted, his chin raised, and he smiled extremely unrestrainedly: "Who told you to owe me a birthday gift last year, and now two gifts are added to it, I am the master tonight."

Hermione pursed her lips, remained silent, and looked down at Mount Crook lying beside her.

I saw Loren pull out his wand and point it on it—

The air burst out slightly, and then the swearing cat moans came from the courtyard outside.

The lights in the room and corridor went out one after another, and the whole house became dark. There was only one reading light left in the bedroom, emitting a goose yellow dim light, illuminating the two people and the surrounding furniture blurred.

Hermione breathed a little in a panic, watching the figure gradually approaching, and with an uncontrollable smile on his face, she walked towards herself... She didn't know what was thinking in her mind at this moment, it was messy, but she It is clear that my heart is beating very fast, with a faint expectation.

"Luo Hu..."

“…”

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

All the words were blocked back, and the two shadows were entangled together, stumbled into the faint goose yellow light. The shadows were reflected on the walls, on the snow-white sheets, and on the thick curtains, the shadows were swaying and shaking.

...

Hampstead.

The morning light is bright.

The nearby neighborhood gradually woke up, and the cicadas and insects in summer were full of energy and began to speak in the early morning. Then the voices of birds joined in, chirping, revealing obvious pleasure.

The room was warm.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but even after being cleaned by the whirlwind, I still feel that there is an indescribable smell in the room.

Before Loren got up, he wrapped his hands around the girl's neck and hugged her in his arms. He could feel the soft quilt. He was greedy for another warmth and couldn't bear to wake up. It took him a long time to open his eyes.

Hermione curled up in his arms, wearing summer silk pajamas, the material was light and thin, as if she could feel the delicate skin under the clothes.

As if he sensed his gaze, Hermione's eyelashes trembled a few times and woke up.

Loren stared at those clear eyes, couldn't help but bury his face into her neck, and took a deep breath: "Hermione."

“…”

It was so slight and itchy that Hermione actually wanted to avoid it sideways, but the man's hands and one leg blocked her body, which was an indissoluble fighting technique.

"Hermione."

“…”

"Hermione."

"What's wrong?"

"I love you very much."

"I love you too, and if you can move your wand away, I will love you even more."

"hey-hey."

Loren leaned into her ear and smiled foolishly: "Today is my birthday, can you..."

Hermione pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed, feeling helpless. Looking at the man's silly smile, she couldn't help but grit her teeth and punch him, but still didn't say anything to refuse.

After all, each other is delivering all lovers, and these things are just normal interests.

“…”

Another sunny morning.

The turmeric kitten in the courtyard scratches the door silently.