Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Hermione sort of figured out Ivan, and since his trip back to Egypt, this guy's been trying to take advantage of her.

She's not against it, she doesn't dislike it. Sometimes she looks forward to it, but at least split the occasion!

Just like earlier, when you were discussing business, Ivan was sneaking his feet in the quilt.

Think of that pose, that touch, and Ivan's movements...

Hermione took a deep breath and lowered her head a little, curling the cat tightly in the owner's arms.

Immediately afterwards, Hermione had a fever in her cheek when she thought of herself slipping into Ivan's pajamas and sticking out her tongue to lick his chest.

She was so confused, how could she lick it?

Not only did I lick it, but it seemed like I even got saliva on Evan's chest...

It did get there, and thinking about it, Hermione was blinded and had no idea how to explain it to Ivan.

At this moment, however, she obviously does not intend to give Evan this opportunity, and no matter how hard he scratches, she will not let go.

Ivan couldn't really use his claws or force, he was afraid of hurting Hermione.

But if this continues, I'm afraid he will really suffocate to death...

The next second, he came up with an idea, he started lowering his head and sticking his tongue out and licking it on Hermione's stomach.

He mainly licked around Hermione's belly button and pressed harder than Hermione had just done.

Imagine what it would be like to have a cat licking your belly button quickly with its tongue!

In short, the sensitivity is itchy, crispy, and the intense irritation quickly spreads throughout the body.

Her breathing was getting impatient and she felt like she was losing her breath!

As Ivan moves, there's a lot more chaotic going on in his messy head.

Evan, what the hell is this guy doing, Mrs. Weasley right next door, and he's doing this.

Well, she accidentally licked him, but don't have to retaliate like this...

During a period of intense irritation, the reddish color on Hermione's face became more and more apparent.

She curled up there and buried her head quietly in the quilt.

If Mrs. Weasley lifts the quilt at this time, she will surely see Hermione with a flushing face and a slight tremor in her body.

She's probably gonna be misunderstood. What does she do secretly?

Mrs. Weasley's footsteps were getting closer and closer, stopping by Ginny's bed.

Hermione finally couldn't bear to stab Evan with her left hand down.

She didn't expect it to be worse, or as formal Ivan would expect.

When he saw a gap, he stumbled in without thinking...

Ivan needs fresh air now, he thought he would go straight back into the quilt from Hermione's pajamas. I didn't think Hermione would let go of the hand that controls the top clothes. He just felt his body rise and become very elastic.

Where did you climb? Is that Hermione's leg and quilt?

No, why are you lying on Hermione's back? Shouldn't you have left to come in the duvet?

Ivan pressed his furry little paw, and then he thought of something, and his face turned red quickly.

He went up quickly and drilled out of Hermione's collar.

Ivan saw Hermione's eyes staring at herself blushing like a ripe apple.

He wanted to explain that he did not know what to say and that there was no way to say it under the circumstances.

Hermione must have misunderstood, otherwise she wouldn't have looked at herself so much!

Ivan stood there so soft that he didn't dare move. Hermione's chin was above his head and his stomach underneath.

The movements of the two men were so vague that Hermione dared not move.

With a glimmer of moonlight, Ivan and Hermione looked at each other and immersed themselves in that deep darkness.

He tried to tell himself not to react, but his body did not listen, and he could only bend over and not be found by Hermione.

The current situation was close to its limit, and if anything else were discovered, Hermione would probably explode directly.

Don't look at Hermione and Ivan together soft and always blush shy, but that's not how she really is, and Ivan would feel scared if she erupted, especially if he didn't take over at all.

Whatever he can say, the facts speak louder than words, his actions now prove everything.

No matter how well-founded Ivan was, he should not have drilled out of Hermione's collar, had no way of explaining it, and could not explain it.

Not to mention, for summer's sake, Hermione is wearing nothing under her pajamas like Ivan's.

If Hermione doesn't persevere, ask him what he is doing, he can only force it later!

It's probably only time to dilute everything and solve such a complicated problem...

Evan slightly adjusted his body and curled it in a strange position.

Then his eyes fell on the girl's clavicle.

He has never paid attention to Hermione's clavicle, obscured and seemingly unattractive, particularly sexy.

Unlike other girls, Hermione usually doesn't pay much attention to dressing, although she is innocent and cute, but doesn't see her sexy in any case.

At this point, however, Ivan felt Hermione was particularly sexy and had a different charm.

He inhaled hard and finally, couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick Hermione's sexy clavicle, sweet taste.

Hermione clenched her fists because Ivan was lying in front of her chest and her body was shaking slightly.

She was more nervous than Evan, especially when he started licking his clavicle, and his head was blank.

She doesn't know what to do, she doesn't know what to do with Evan, and now she can't even look at him.

Hermione could only let Ivan's soft tongue wander, which seemed more itchy than licking his belly button before.

So this is what it feels like to be licked in the collarbone, and no wonder those couples kiss each other for a while and then start going down.

Crispy, she's physically powerless!

Until Mrs. Weasley left, neither of them reacted.

“Hermione!” Ginny screamed weakly, wondering what had just happened, "Ivan? ”

“He, his phantoms, go back!” Hermione hastened to say that consciousness returned to the body to take initiative.

Now the question is, how can Ginny not find out and get Ivan out of his pajamas?

Returning down the same path is definitely not working, nor does it seem to continue upwards.

But it's even worse if Ivan stays down here!

Hercules felt that Evan was getting heavier and heavier on herself, pressing her against breath and her breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

Ivan, who merges with Hermione's breathing, also feels coarser...

Obviously, Ginny couldn't sleep either, stared brightly at Hermione, and wanted to talk to her about what happened tonight.