v2 Chapter 391： Kiss and welcome dinner

Is the French girl so open?!"

Ai Wen looked at Gabriel, who was getting closer and closer to himself, trying to hide behind.

His heart was so powerful that in front of him, the girl showed a lovely smile, and the mouth was still covered with white milk stains, giving off a sweet taste.

She wants to kiss herself! ! !

Ai Wen could feel that Gabriel's nose was warmly sprayed on his face.

undefinedHe thought of what he had done on Diagonal Lane and Hermione on Christmas Day. It was also like this, the unique feeling of the girl.

"Hey!" Ai Wen screamed weakly, almost like a gasp.

The boy's gasping, wrong, the soft voice of a kitten.

At this time, this weak approach can not only prevent the other party, but can even arouse the girl's interest and play a negative role.

Ai Wen is almost suffocating now, and the brain has stopped working.

Only the remaining reason tells him that there must be something to stop Gabriel.

She thought she was kissing a cat, but she was not a cat!

But there is an impulse in the depths of the heart, nothing to do, anyway, he is now a cat, no matter what happens, it will not be discovered.

Besides, this matter is the initiative of the other party!

"Meow!"

Just as Avon was still hesitating, Gabriel's cold lips had been printed on Avon's face.

The heart that beats constantly returns to silence, but the body is suddenly tightened.

The girl's lips are very cool and soft, like the swaying moonlight.

Gabri gently kissed Ai Wen, and he snorted on his face. In the tremor of Ai Wen, all the white milk stains on her lips were on his body.

I have to admit that the picture in front of me is very beautiful.

With a long blond hair and a cute little girl like a angel, she holds a black kitten in her arms, and in a sense is equally cute.

Gabriel's little face smashed on Ai Wen's body, and it's still unfinished.

Immediately, she lifted him up again and seemed to want to kiss his lips.

Al looked at each other pitifully, watching Gabriel's cute little mouth approaching himself again.

He gasped and felt that he couldn't stand the excitement.

Keep going this way, he is afraid

Ai Wen blinked his eyes, and while Gabri's little mouth was about to touch himself, the pure black claws lifted up subconsciously.

With a bang, gently press on the girl's face.

"Hey!" Under the defense of the other party, Ai Wen took advantage of it.

He squatted on the window sill not far away, ignoring the shouting of the other person behind him, smoothing his breath, and leaping out without looking back.

When Evan returned to the room, Sirius was back.

"How, how does Booth Barton feel for you?" Sirius said. "There are the most beautiful campuses in Europe. There are many kinds of plants in the nearby woods. There are more than 300 kinds of magical creatures. If Hagrid can come I will definitely fall in love with it."

"It's really beautiful!" Ai Wen muttered.

He touched his right face, and it seemed to be stained with the milk stains left by Gabriel.

"In addition to the beautiful campus environment, France is also full of beautiful women!" Sirius looked at the red face of Ai Wen, if there is a sense of enlightenment, "have to admit that the girls here are all very cute. I just got in Maxim. The lady saw one, she definitely has the blood of Meiwa, if I am ten years younger."

Sirius just saw the hibiscus, and heard him repeatedly suggesting it there.

Ivan actually wants to tell him that he has just had close contact with his sister.

This kind of thing is still not to be said to be good, if it is known by Hermione

They talked for a while before setting off for the welcome dinner.

For this banquet tonight, Booth Barton is clearly prepared.

The glittering auditorium is even more eye-catching, and the school badges, credits and decorations on the walls are all new.

Numerous candles that emit golden light float in the air and look spectacular.

Just above the auditorium is a round marble dome.

Instead of Hogwarts directly reflecting the weather outside, it draws a beautiful mural, with blue as the main tone and clouds floating like a heaven.

Ai Wen didn't know what the original mural was like, because almost all the ghosts, portraits, murals, and animals in the school were crowded there, staring at Sirius and Ai Wen, who had just entered the auditorium.

Like them, they are the students of Booth Barton.

They wore the latest school uniform robes and sat at different long tables according to their age. Ai Wen saw nearly a thousand pairs of eyes looking at himself, with enlightenment and curiosity in his eyes.

No one speaks, and the Buss Barton management system seems to be very strict.

If at Hogwarts, there are people from other schools who come to the dinner, this time, the little wizards have estimated that they have been open.

If you are daring, you should directly invite visitors to their long table.

But it is totally different here, and the Busstable students are all trying to restrain themselves.

When Sirius passed by, the students along the way would nod politely, but Avon noticed that they were not so polite to look at themselves.

He ignored all the provocations of the boys.

For the gaze of individual girls, he also pretended not to see.

Overall, the little wizards of Booth Barton are not very friendly to Avon. They don't know the superiority from wherever they are.

These emotions are all unmasked and clearly written on the face.

As the three major magic schools in Europe, the little wizards think that their school is the best, but because of Dumbledore, Hogwarts has far exceeded the other two magic schools in recent decades, but the strength is still There must be a lot of fame.

In this case, naturally, there will be no good face on Ai Wen on the bright side. Many people want to compare with him to see who is better.

However, Ai Wen will not pay attention to this boring thing.

He looked around and noticed that Gabri was sitting in the first-grade seat. She was lifting her neck and trying to look at herself. He turned and waved.

The girl smiled and waved to herself.

If she knew that the black cat she had kissed was not long ago, I don't know if it would be so calm.

At the forefront of the guest table, Dumbledore sat in the middle of the second place.

On his left side, sitting on an old man with a beard longer than him, is very eye-catching.

He is the alchemist Niko Leme, Leme has been very big last year, but in good spirits, wearing a beautiful gold wizard robes.

He was talking to Dumbledore, and he was playing with strange magic items in his hand.

Taking into account the identity of the other party, Ai Wen suspected that the dress was made of pure gold.

Anyway, Leme is not short of gold. For alchemists who can change the material itself, the precious metal of gold is as common as the stone on the roadside. (To be continued.)