"Oh, good boy, Carchel, say hello to your father for me when you go back." Count Dracul smiled lightly, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Dracul, I will convey it to my father." Kachel replied sincerely, and he could see that Count Delacour really cared about his father, "Oh, by the way, look, I'm sorry, Kachel, I was rude, I shouldn't have let our guests stand outside the door, Rusya, you go and help Kachel set up a room so that he can rest." Count Delacour said to his wife, "Well, dear, it's not the first time that Kachel has been here anyway, you should let Fleur and Kachel talk, after all, you are not so young anymore, you must know that your age will make there a generation gap between you." After Mrs. Dracule finished speaking, she ignored Count Dracocur, who was full of helplessness, and dragged Count Dracoul with one hand and led Gabrielle into Dracoul's manor with the other, but when she was leaving, Lady Dracule turned back and winked at Fleur, and Fleur's face turned red again, and the meaning was self-evident.

Fleur blushed and took Cachel's arm and said; "Kachel, it's still early, shall we go and sit down over there?" Fleur said as she pointed to a small garden in the backyard of Delacour Manor with her slender fingers, and Kachel didn't say anything, just chuckled and walked over with Fleur.

Under the moonlight, a man and a woman chatted under a tree, revealing their longing for each other, "Carchel, are you okay at Hogwarts?" Fleur leaned into Kacher's arms and asked softly, "Well, it's good, but sometimes I miss you very much!" Although Kachel was an otaku in his previous life, he only broke his first love in love, and he never had a girlfriend in the future, but in his previous life, Kachel's emotional intelligence was not low, of course he knew what girls like to listen to now and what they don't like to hear.

Sure enough, when Fleur heard Carchel's words, a smile like a flower suddenly bloomed on her face, which made Carchel look a little intoxicated, "Hate, Carchel, you must have other girls with you at Hogwarts, so you won't miss me!" Saying that, Fleur pouted like a little girl, indicating that she was angry and needed to be coaxed, and Kachel could only smile bitterly and said a lot of words that made Fleur happy, and under the tree, the two said love words to each other, feeling each other's tenderness.

When Kachel and Fleur walked in the door, the Delacul couple had not yet slept, but were sitting in the hall talking to each other, there were several times the hot tea in front of them, and when they saw Flangel and Kachel walking in, the smile on Mrs. Delacour's face suddenly appeared, in Mrs. Delacour's opinion, Kachel was already her predestined son-in-law, and of course the pure-blood wizard could only marry the pure-blood wizard, so the range of choices was too small, obviously, Carchel was already a son-in-law in Mrs. Delacour's eyes, and Mrs. Delacour could also see that her daughter Fleur also liked Carcher, so why didn't Mrs. Delacour match the two of them well?

"Fleur, take Kachel to his room, I think he's tired now, I've asked Bull to clean up his room, it's right next to your room." Mrs. Delacour smiled and said to her daughter, this is actually said to be in Kachel's heart now, you must know that after a series of assassinations, and then, walking with Fleur, etc., he now feels that his body is no longer his, there is no place in his body that is not sore, and now Kachel's feet can clearly feel a little trembling and numb.

"Okay, mother, I'll take Kachel to his room," Fleur said to Mrs. Delacour, pulling Kachel and going upstairs, Kachel was pulled by Flaxle, although he was very tired now, but the etiquette of the nobility was still indispensable, "Count and Lady Delacour, I'll go up first." Count Delacour, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile and watched as Kachel was pulled away by Fleur, and when Kachel pulled away, he vaguely heard Mrs. Delacour's voice; Look, how polite this kid is Carchel, not at all like Fluff, frizzy, it seems that I want to talk to Flaxle, ask him if he likes Kachel, if he likes, marry the Brooke family" The latter words Carchel did not hear clearly, because he had been pulled away by Flemban, however, Carchel knew that Mrs. Lacour had a good impression of him.

The room where Kachel lives now is also the room he lived in Delacour Manor when he last came to France, so Kachel is very familiar with this room, Kachel skillfully took a hot bath and lay comfortably on the bed made of goose feathers, now Kachel doesn't even have the idea of turning over, he doesn't want to move, he just wants to lie down like this, he is really tired today, when Kachel is indulging in this comfortable state, the knock on the door from time to time sounds, Kachel frowned, A face full of displeasure; "Who is it?" "Oh, Carchel, it's me, Fleur!" Fleur's coquettish voice like a silver bell sounded outside the door.

And Carchel reluctantly got up to open the door, after opening the door, first of all, what imprinted into Kachel's eyes was a thin silk nightgown, a pair of cute rabbit slippers on Fleur's delicate little feet, blonde hair scattered over her shoulders, and a lazy look leaning against the door, this is now Fleur's dress, and the silk nightgown can almost be said to be transparent, because, Kachel can clearly see a little red on Fleur's chest and a touch of black in the triangle, This kind of picture has already pounced on Kachel before, but today, Kachel is 'wilting', and he really has no strength to do anything else.

"Is there something wrong? Fleur," asked Kachel, "nothing, just wanted to talk to you." After Fleur finished speaking, she didn't wait for Kachel to agree and walked into Kachel's room as if she ignored Kachel, Kachel didn't say anything, just now when they were expressing their feelings to each other, Kachel knew that this woman was destined to become his own, so Kachel now regards Fleur as his own woman.

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ps; This weather is life-threatening, for what kind of overlord will feel hot when he sits, very hot, and sweat a lot, the body can't exert strength, the head is dizzy, I can't eat, and I will fall asleep for no reason, I didn't have this serious heat stroke last time?