Lin An was really pleasantly surprised.

She ignored the understatement that Draco was trying to show.

Lucius Malfoy, although she had never seen it, knew that the other party would never be considerate enough to prepare Chinese food for her child's mixed-race classmates.

And Draco may have made up some excuses in his letters to get his father to send these things......

For a teenager who opens his mouth and closes his father, the effort involved is no less than that of an adult leaving the relationship.

"Little Dragon."

Lin An was really grateful to him - she just talked about it in the first two days of school, but then the class was too intense, and she also picked up what she could eat from the table full of food, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

You know, even Qiu Zhang hadn't gotten the Chinese specialty food from his parents, who worked at the Ministry of Magic, but Draco had already arranged everything......

She reached out and grabbed Draco's soft face, rubbed it vigorously, and then hugged the person tightly:

"Dear Xiaolong, you are really too caring!"

Caught off guard, Draco's lower face was buried in the robe on her shoulder socket.

It was a very inexpensive cloth from Madame Morkin, neither soft enough, nor wide enough, not even draped enough.

Rubbing on his face, there was a slight tingling sensation.

Or perhaps because of the friction, Draco was red and hot from his cheeks to the base of his ears, and his heart was pounding.

His hands hung at his sides loosened and clenched, and for a moment he didn't know whether to give a polite hug back or ......

However, before this thought could be determined, his narrow shoulders were held by Lin An again, and then pushed out of her arms.

The other party pressed his shoulder, his eyes fixed on him, his expression was full of surprise and emotion:

"I love it, let's go check out those specialties now!"

She smiled sweetly at Draco:

"I can go into the boys' dormitory, can I?"

Rise!

For a moment, Draco felt as if he had drunk the wrong potion, his steps were fluttering, his head was dizzy, and the burning of his cheeks made his own heart start to beat violently......

By the time he came back to his senses, he had pushed open the door to his dorm room.

"Wow."

Lin An walked in in surprise, looking at the dim light 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 at first glance......

There was a faint aroma in the room, and the smell was like that of Draco, not as strong as other adults - probably because he was still young and didn't smell that heavy!

Alas, English men.

On the other side of the bedroom, there is an elaborate carved coffee table with sets of teapots, cups and silver spoons, and even the sides of the chair are wrapped in satin and carved western dragons.

Draco's face turned redder.

Fortunately, the lights are dim here, and I can't see clearly-

The next moment, Lin An turned his head to look at him:

"Draco, you must be very safe to sleep in at night." It's really a bit dim after all.

Draco took a deep breath, instantly understanding 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 his words fell, a fist-sized "fluorescent flash" ball had already appeared in Lin An's palm.

The fluorescent ball was gently thrown by her, and it floated in the air, and the originally dim room with a rich atmosphere instantly lit up, and she couldn't wait to sit on the stool:

"Draco."

At this moment, the expectation and happiness in Lin An's eyes were intense, as if they were about to overflow:

"Let's see what the specialty is!"