HP John Snape

Chapter 114

Turn your head to kill!

John couldn't help but move his throat and control his expression.

So foul!

The black-haired man's eyes were calm and gentle, and he suddenly tilted his head. The sunlight outlines the lines of his side face - his eyelashes, aquiline nose, and slightly pursed thin lips, which are simply sexy as hell.

He himself looked completely unaware and looked at John intently to answer.

That's what makes it a foul! Start teasing him again!

John felt that he had to fight hard these past two weeks to hold back and not succumb to the beauty.

The initial anger and shame, after two weeks of pampering and coaxing from Snape, had long been forgotten. But he still had to put on a show of "actually I'm still angry."

Without him, he never saw Severus coaxing him like this!

Every day, he is warm and affectionate, but occasionally he wants to see a man nervous, standing next to him and making excuses for everyone who passes by.

After all, after John died and their relationship was clear, they started to be an old married couple. Even the love period was saved because Severus had to go out to look for traces of Voldemort!

Moreover...only Mrs. Laws and George knew about their relationship. Not to mention getting married, they don't even have engagement rings. In the eyes of the law and society, the two actually have nothing to do with each other.

The more John thought about it, the lower his mood became, and he couldn't help but show it on his face.

Snape: "...??"

Why did he suddenly feel bad? I wasn't very happy just now.

In the past two weeks, he had to rack his brains to say things that he usually thought were disgusting and would never say. Snape's ears were almost cooked when he practiced. If Mrs. Laws hadn't been giving advice, he really didn't know how to apologize to John every day without leaving a trace.

Why should he inadvertently tilt his head, lick his lips, and lower his voice? When doing this, he should stare at John intently, and continue to wear the black robe with a waist every day... These were inexplicable requirements, but Snape found that the effect was getting better and better. Obviously - Mrs. Rouse is truly a matchmaker!

But Mrs. Laws didn't say anything about the current situation. Did he inadvertently offend John again somewhere just now?

Snape frowned slightly and thought about it several times.

But he really couldn't figure it out.

John continued to pinch the sandwich in his hand, and asked with a slightly depressed look on his face: "Severus, do you think we are missing something?"

"..." Snape looked at him silently.

What does John mean, he is thirsty? Not full? Don’t want to eat another terrible sandwich?

But this expression - there is always an ominous feeling that something will happen if it is not handled properly.

Remember the last time John asked him when he was missing something? It was because he was missing kisses and those intimate actions. Is it the same now?

Snape immediately put his arm around John's shoulders and gave him a deep kiss. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Two weeks of missing kisses? Do you need me to make up for it all at once?"

John gasped, his expression a little relaxed. He moved, but still looked away displeased: "That's not it."

"??" What could that be?

Snape was puzzled.

He once again felt that the most difficult potion formula was easier to guess than John's thoughts! If he continues like this, Snape will have the confidence to challenge those improved potions that are enough to win the Merlin First Class Medal!

John stood up, took the finished convenience box and the shapeless sandwich, and prepared to go back.

"Mr. Snape, I'm going to take a nap. Don't try to get into my bed. Think about it."

John walked with a straight face. He saw a figure in black robes from the corner of his eye and immediately followed him. The man's face was expressionless, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression showed some confusion.

John smiled inwardly, enjoying the feeling of bullying Snape.

He just took the opportunity to bully him, but actually he had already made a decision in his heart.

How could Severus, that awkward man, think of a ring? Can you think of getting married?

After being together for several years, he has never even said a frank "I like you", "Let's be together", "Let's get married". Every time it was John who confessed, he just nodded and acknowledged it!

The most direct way to confess is to release the patron saint!

Hmm... But these two weeks are not bad, at least he will say in different ways that he likes John.

——Mrs. Rouse must have been guiding me from behind!

John returned to the rest room with a straight face and an angry expression.

Until he got into bed, Snape didn't dare to come over to sleep. He just sat on the chair on the side in confusion, covering his forehead in confusion.

John inexplicably felt that his Severus exuded an aura of grievance.

He couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud:

"Okay, come and sleep. You must be tired after following me around all morning."

Then Snape pursed his lips and walked over.

John immediately wrapped Snape in his quilt.

There were two people squeezed into the small bed that was not a double bed, and they were wrapped in quilts. They pressed against each other, breathing intertwined.

John suddenly felt a sense of substantial peace of mind. He leaned forward, kissed Snape's earlobe, and whispered sleepily: "Go to sleep."

- Wait until he can find time to get rid of Severus in the next few days, and then look for a home. Went to the shop to customize two rings.

As for announcing the marriage, we can only wait until Deathly Hallows is released.

After the Harry Potter series is over, he will be able to squander his savings and spend every day hanging out with Severus!

The news media will definitely not be able to stop them by then! No one can accept it!

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