Chapter 169: Play with fire

　　 "Minors drink juice just fine." Malfoy said toughly.
"It sounds like you are an adult, but that's just what I used to count! Who would be willing to drink juice in this atmosphere!" Pansy picked up the knife and fork and knocked on the silver plate, and issued A clear sound, while pretending to be angry, said secretly in his heart.
　　Malfoy's actions were all guessed by her. Pansy knew that Malfoy would definitely not let her drink, so he set up such a "trap" and waited for him to get in.
"In any case, the girls still try not to drink." At this time, Malfoy was seriously persuading Pansy. What happened at Hogsmeade still made Malfoy fresh in his memory. He couldn't let a dip. Just drunk Pansy went to drink a little wine.
　　 "Okay, okay, listen to you today." Pan Xi said reluctantly.
At this point, Malfoy spoke for a while, and he felt a little dryness in his throat. He hadn’t been consuming water for a long time. In the laboratory for making potions, he certainly couldn’t eat anything casually. Unless the wizard wants to lose his life.
　　 God knows what strange medicine will be rubbed on his hand after the experiment.
　　 So it happened that Malfoy took the initiative to open the stopper and picked up two golden goblets on the table. The blue-purple juice leaned out of the bottle and it would soon overflow the body.
　　 "I'll drink it first, Pansy." Malfoy said casually, not realizing what would be waiting for him.
　　Pansi's face was very ordinary. But inwardly, she couldn't stop thumping. She stared at Malfoy tightly with both eyes, watching him pick up a goblet filled with dark purple liquid and drink it. The throat knot also rolled.
　　 "Wow", the wine glass was put back on the table.
　　 Malfoy stared at Pansy, raised the cup in his hand and said, "Why don't you drink it? I think it tastes good."
"Okay, I'll drink it right away." Pansy now feels nervous, just like a kid stealing sugar worrying about being discovered, but when Malfoy's drinking is complete, her fear of being found disappears, only There are doubts about the efficacy of the drug.
　　 "Do you think it's a little hot now?" Malfoy asked, lifting his wand and casting a cool spell on himself while unbuttoning his coat.
　　 "No, no." Pansy said stutteringly, the plan was realized so easily, and she was inexplicably feeling a sense of uneasiness and regret.
"Even if it is really successful, this is not a real feeling?" The regretful emotion began to enlarge and spread in her heart, just like the teeth of a viper penetrated her skin, and then the venom flowed around the blood vessels. The blood is constantly sucked by the fangs.
　　Pansi suddenly felt it was a foolish thing to rely on medicine.
　　 People's psychology is very complicated. Before the plan is completed, they are worried that it will fail, but after the completion of the plan, they begin to worry about the consequences of the plan.
"You are very beautiful today, Pansy." Malfoy suddenly reached out and grabbed the bare white tender arm that Pansy was lying on the table, looking at her with a drunken face, scaring her a big jump, straight Bai's praise made her feel awkward.
　　 "Yes, is it?" She smiled strongly, stammered in response to Malfoy's praise, uncomfortably twisting her gripped wrist, trying to break free.
　　 If it were the past, Malfoy could praise her so much, she didn't know how happy she would be, but now her expression is a bit uncomfortable.
In her anticipation, after being praised, there should be some shy and joyful emotions that did not appear at all. Some of them were just about to embarrass the feeling of embarrassment. Malfoy looked at her expression at this time instead of treating her lover, but treating A prey.
　　Looking at Malfoy's aggressive look towards her, Pansy felt that things were starting to be out of her control.
"I'm going to the kitchen to see if there are any dishes left." Pansy wanted to make an excuse, just about to get up from the chair, only to find Malfoy clenching her hands so tightly that she couldn't Break free.
　　I don't know if it was under the influence of candlelight, or Malfoy was too hard, and Pansy's original white and tender arm was suddenly stained with a fascinating blush.
　　 Today, she not only prepared food for this dinner, she was dressed up,
　　 "It hurts!" Pansy exclaimed in pain, but Malfoy didn't need to let go of his hand. Instead, he got up from his chair and rushed to Pansy's side, pressing her back to the chair.
　　Pansi had never seen such a rude Malfoy. She dared not look at the boy in front of her, but only felt that he was now transformed into a beast controlled by desire, no longer calm and self-sustaining.
"I actually found you so charming now, Pansy." Malfoy quickly approached Pansy's already red face, and said in a deep and obsessed voice, a heavy nose sprayed on Pansy's face, letting She was itchy and numb~EbookFREE.me~ She desperately tried to struggle, only to find that the boy's wrist in front of her was so powerful, like a pair of pliers buckling her arm.
　　 Malfoy sighed in her ears, Pansy only felt that her body suddenly became soft, and the weak resistance had suddenly relaxed completely, and the earlobe was dyed with crystal pink.
"Don't do this, Draco, think about what my dad said to you! He told you to take good care of me!" Pan Xiyu pleaded with a crying cry. She now regrets what she can't regret anymore, what she expects to happen in her heart, It should be like a prince staring at the princess's affectionate confession in a fairy tale, rather than Malfoy's brutal insult to her now. Pansy has never seen him like this.
　　 Suddenly Pansy felt hope again, because Malfoy's hand that locked her suddenly released, and he might have recovered his mind! Pansy thought so.
　　 But the sense of despair spread quickly from her heart.
　　 The hand just changed position and quickly climbed up to her waist, groping around.
　　Pansi closed his eyes like a fate, only felt his nose was sore, and he might shed tears at any time. There was still a symbolic resistance in his body, but the form seemed irreversible.
　　 Play with fire and self-immolate, the word is very suitable for Pansy.
　　 Then Pansy only felt a touch of warmth covering her lips.
　　 "If you really want to do something, at least go to bed!" Pansy closed his lips fiercely, biting down, hoping to call back some of Malfoy's consciousness with pain.
　　 should understand that she understands, then at least, Pansy hopes that this can not happen in this place for the first time.