The bedroom door was pushed open, and Hermione walked in her pajamas. Lockhart wasn't surprised, given this opportunity, Hermione would definitely pretend to ask questions to get close to him.

"Hey, Hermione!" Lockhart greeted her with a smile, "What's the problem again, how's your summer homework going?"

Lockhart noticed that this time Hermione did not pretend to have a book in her hand, but walked straight to the bed, climbed onto the bed, kicked off her slippers, and then, under his surprised gaze, got into the thin blanket and lay down against herself.

After Hermione lay down, she faced Lockhart, put her arms around him, and said in an unquestioning tone, "I'll sleep with you tonight." ”

"Oh no, Hermione......" Lockhart put down his pen.

"You promised, I'm your lover, of course I'm going to sleep with you. ”

"But this is the Burrow!" said Lockhart, with a weak heart, "and if Mrs. Weasley knew about it, it would make a big fuss." ”

"I don't care!" Hermione said in a brute tone, blushing, "she wouldn't know, Ginny and Fleur wouldn't talk nonsense." ”

"But you're still young......"

"Isn't Pandora small!" Hermione said shy and anxious, "I'll be an adult soon!"

"Okay, let's sleep together" Lockhart was ready to tease her, this was not the place to do this at all, and to be honest, he had a lot of fun going to China this time, he didn't have much to vent now, and he wasn't in a hurry to take Hermione. After all, this girl touched it, but she couldn't be like a **, and she got rid of it easily.

He continued to pick up the pen and continue to write under the light of the bedside table......

Hermione lay on Lockhart's waist for a while, and found it boring, so she sat up and watched what Lockhart was writing.

She was dressed in white cotton pajamas, and her thick wavy hair hung down smoothly, apparently well-groomed, and no longer as cluttered as she had been when she was a child. The delicate face, the eyelashes flicker, and even the fine fluff on the skin can be seen under the illumination of the table lights.

"You're writing a book!" Hermione said, leaning her head on Lockhart's shoulder.

"yes. Lockhart replied that he was now observing the little girl who could be taken away at any time, and that she was a little kid when he first saw Hermione on the train.

It is indeed a very fulfilling thing for a man to let such an independent, strong, full of sense of justice and love, smart and beautiful little witch take the initiative to climb into your bed and recommend a pillow for herself.

Lockhart put the pen on the notebook, stretched out his hand, and lifted Hermione's little chin provocatively: "Our Hermione has also grown up, and knows that she misses men, and she will go to men's beds!"

Hermione shook her head to get rid of Lockhart's hand, then grabbed his arm to prevent him from writing, and pressed the whole person on Lockhart's arm: "Professor, go to sleep." ”

"Okay, then go to sleep~" Lockhart was ready to continue pretending to be stupid, he put the things on his lap on the bedside table, then turned off the lamp, got into the quilt, and hugged Hermione's small body from behind: "Good night." ”

Hermione didn't look fat, but it was soft to the touch, and most importantly, Lockhart noticed that the smell of Hermione still made him feel pleasant, and he hugged Hermione a little and put his knees against the crook of her legs, so that she was completely in his arms and smelled her comfortably.

It's really fragrant, if you can hold such a little girl to sleep every day, it is also a great joy in life.

Hermione was held in Lockhart's arms, her heart pounding, so happy that she felt like she was dreaming, and she even wanted to pinch herself. But the professor didn't seem to be ready to do anything, did he really sleep with himself just like that?

"Professor, are you really going to sleep......" Hermione whispered.

"Why, can't you sleep?" Lockhart forced a laugh, "Okay, let's talk." ”

With that, he began to knead Hermione's breasts through the pajamas that felt so good. I don't know if it's because of late development or because there is no love moisture, Hermione's breasts are smaller than Pandora's, but they are soft and tender, and they still feel good when you stroking them.

"How was the summer vacation? Lockhart stroked Hermione unhurriedly, making her breath quicker.

"Hmm...... This summer, I worked as a summer job in a small shop next to my house, and I did it for less than a month. It was so boring that Ron and Ginny called me to play, so they ran to Weasley's house," Hermione actually started chatting with Lockhart, "and then stayed here for a while, spending every day with the two of them, and the exam results came in the last few weeks." ”

"Summer job, do something. ”

"Sell a perfume ......" Hermione said embarrassedly, she thought she was so smart that it was okay to do this kind of thing, but she ...... "I am willing to listen to a man when I meet a man, and I am willing to drive ......people out without waiting for me to say anything when I meet a woman."

"You have to be thick-skinned in sales, I think you're quite thin-skinned. Lockhart said with a pun, his hand reaching under his pajamas.

"I'm not going to do sales pitching again!" Hermione said with a huff, and then leaned down to get closer to him.

"Oh...... Then you don't have any interesting activities on your vacation. Lockhart said distressedly.

"Well, the Burrow is interesting, but Ginny doesn't like Fleur very much. Hermione whispered, as if afraid of being heard by Ginny, "She called Fleur 'Sputum'. ”

"Haha, I'm afraid it's because pretty girls are mutually exclusive," Lockhart unceremoniously debunked Ginny, "I guess you don't like Fleur either." ”

"I didn't ...... Professor," Hermione asked, in a snortful voice, "can you take me out on the next vacation, wherever you want." ”

"Well, of course, but you'll have to promise me a condition. Lockhart put his arm around Hermione's neck and asked, "When the two of us are together, call me Gildero." ”

"Okay," Hermione said at once, she didn't have Pandora's strange hobby, and she thought it would make the two closer, "Gildero......

Hermione struggled to turn over, faced Lockhart, looked up and kissed Lockhart, and after the kiss, she buried her head in Lockhart's chest and lay quietly - she likes to read, she reads everything, but none of the books tell her, what is it to do when a couple sleeps together, although instinctively tells her that it has something to do with her lower body, but in fact, she is completely white in this aspect.

Lockhart was now facing Hermione, so he had to put his hand on Hermione's back and hold her quietly. In fact, it feels quite loving to sleep with a girl in your arms like this once in a while, and do nothing, Lockhart thought to himself.

Hermione saw that Lockhart was going to sleep again, anxious and annoyed: "Professor...... Ah no, Gildero, do something. ”