She ignored the understatement Draco was trying to sound off.
Although she had never met Lucius Malfoy, she knew that he would never be considerate enough to prepare Chinese food for his child's mixed-race classmate.
And Draco might have made up many reasons in his letters in order to get his father to send these things...
For a young man who speaks to his father when he opens his mouth and calls his father when he shuts his mouth, the effort required is no less than that of an adult in a trust relationship.
"Little dragon."
Lin An was really grateful to him - she only talked about it during the first two days of school, but later the classes were too tight, and she also rummaged through the table full of food to find what she could eat, so the matter was temporarily shelved.
You know, even Cho Chang hasn't gotten Chinese specialties from his parents who work in the Ministry of Magic, but Draco has already arranged everything...
She reached out and held Draco's soft face, couldn't help but rub it hard, and then hugged Draco tightly:
"Dear Xiaolong, you are so considerate!"
Caught off guard, Draco buried the lower half of his face in the robe on her shoulder.
It was a very cheap fabric from Madam Malkin. It was not soft enough, nor wide enough, nor even drapey enough.
It rubbed against his face, causing a slight stinging sensation.
Perhaps because of this friction, everything from Draco's cheeks to his ears turned red and hot, and his heart was beating fast.
His hands hanging on his sides unclenched and then clenched. He didn't know whether to hug him back politely or...
However, before he had time to confirm this idea, his narrow shoulders were held by Lin An again, and then he was pushed out of her arms.
The other party pressed his shoulder and stared at him with fixed eyes, his expression full of surprise and emotion:
"I like it very much, let's go see those specialties now!"
She smiled sweetly at Draco:
"I can enter the boys' dormitory, right?"
Teng!
At this moment, Draco felt as if he had drunk the wrong potion. His steps were light and his head was dizzy. The heat on his cheeks made his own heartbeat start to beat violently...
When he came to his senses again, he had already opened the dormitory door.
"Wow."
Lin An walked in in surprise, looking at the dim lights in front of him, the dark green hanging curtains, the golden carved cane hooks on both sides, and the soft bedding on the bed that did not belong to the school...
There was a light aroma in the whole room, and the smell was like what Draco usually smells, not as strong as other adults - probably because he is still young and his body odor is not that strong!
Alas, British men.
On the other side of the bedroom, there is an exquisitely carved coffee table with a set of teapots, cups and silver spoons. Even the sides of the chair are wrapped in satin and variously carved Western dragons.
Draco's face turned redder.
Fortunately, the lights here are dim, so I can’t see clearly——
The next moment, Lin An turned to look at him:
"Draco, in your environment, you must be very safe to sleep at night." After all, it is really dark.
Draco took a deep breath and instantly understood what she meant.
Then he pretended to be casual and said: "You can also make it brighter. I know you prefer a bright environment."
As soon as he finished speaking, a "fluorescent" ball the size of a fist appeared in Lin An's palm.
The fluorescent ball was lightly thrown by her and floated in the air. The dimly lit room with a rich atmosphere instantly brightened up, and she couldn't wait to sit on the stool:
"Draco."
At this moment, the expectation and happiness in Lin An's eyes seemed to overflow:
"Let's see what the specialty is!"
Extra update! Because Xiaolu helped me fill out four forms [I hate forms], this update is just for thanks!!!
Thank you also to my friends who support me... I am actually considering whether to put it on the shelves. Once it is put on the shelf, there will be more opportunities for recommendation. But the updates cannot keep up, and it is no different than now...
