Chapter 59

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Snape finally turned around and looked at him, refusing to take up the topic.

John was a little anxious. Continued: "Really...we have always gotten along very well...you are the person I trust the most."

Snape crossed his arms in a gesture of resistance.

"You should go back and explain to them, not me," he said.

John didn't move, looking at him eagerly.

Snape frowned impatiently: "Mr. Snape's brain was forgotten in the house, so that you can't understand what I'm saying?"

John simply said: "Yes! Not only is his brain forgotten? We arrived at the house, and I forgot my body inside!"

Snape looked at him, the emotions in his dark eyes changing.

John looked at him without any sign of weakness.

After a long moment, Snape pursed his lips and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"What?" John was confused.

"Prove you are John." Snape said, "Do you think that's enough?"

"Huh? But - I've already said it all." John was depressed and confused, "And don't you already know it's me? Are you done?"

Snape just looked at him silently.

"Okay - then I'll think about it..." John scratched his hair helplessly, "But... it's really gone."

He looked at Snape in confusion.

"Ah...since you have nothing to say." Snape said dryly, "Then it's my turn."

John looked at Snape in confusion.

Snape looked at him with some suppressed emotion in his eyes.

Before John could distinguish it carefully, he suddenly pressed the back of John's head, brought his face closer, and touched their cold lips together. He grinded and sucked stiffly and unfamiliarly. The familiar and slightly bitter smell suddenly filled John's mouth.

John opened his eyes in disbelief - looking at the deep black eyes so close, his back became stiff with fear.

But John quickly closed his eyes obediently and responded awkwardly.

His hands finally wrapped around Snape's slim body and tightened carefully.

Snape's hand holding the back of John's head became harder and harder, and he plundered between John's lips and teeth with an unquestionable attitude. John was almost out of breath and couldn't help but let out a weak gasp.

——The two of them had no experience before, and the intensity and angle were not right, but in this quiet courtyard, they kissed very passionately.

Not far away, the door quietly opened a crack.

Mrs. Laws and George secretly looked at the two entangled figures in the yard through the cracks.

"Look, I just said they were a couple," whispered Mrs. Lawes.

"Although I don't know what's going on with John... I hope he's fine." George looked a little depressed.

"Stop looking like this, you're so sour. It's like your son has been snatched away! Sebastian is quite a good person." Mrs. Laws looked at him reproachfully, "A person with an awkward temper is the best. It's a mistake. We don't have to worry about it in the future."

George muttered inaudibly, seemingly not accepting this fact yet.

In the courtyard.

The two of them kissed for who knows how long, and John's face gradually became flushed. He panted slightly and was already moved. He couldn't help but put his hand into Snape's shirt and caress it.

Snape's body stiffened suddenly, but he suddenly pushed him away.

John still didn't know what was going on. His eyes swayed in confusion and he looked up.

Snape's face had returned to an expression of indifference. He looked at John: "Do you still have an explanation?"

John: "...@#%¥."

- I'm ready to take off my clothes, so you just Tell me this? !

John reluctantly calmed his breathing and wiped his lips. He glared at Snape resentfully before turning and walking towards the door.

He was walking in long strides, and his back looked like he was angry.

Snape's dry voice came from behind: "Let's wait until these two days pass... before we talk."

John's pace remained unchanged and he continued walking as if nothing had happened.

But looking at Mrs. Laws, she found that his face was already smiling from ear to ear.

——Mrs. Laws and George ran back quickly and sat on the sofa, pretending not to know anything.

The author has something to say: ...The kissing scene suffocated me to death. I've been holding it in for several hours! I actually said that I would write pa/pa/pa in the future. What should I do? 23333

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