"Kiss me."

Lynn's tone was calm, as flat as saying "Taste this candy".

Next to him, Ian squirted out the pumpkin juice that hadn't just drunk it into his mouth. Cedric looked at Lynn with a dumbfounded look, and the chicken leg in his mouth fell on the table with a "click".

Hermione didn't react for the first time, she was taken aback for a moment, wondering if she hadn't heard clearly just now.

"You, what did you say?"

Lynn still looks like an ancient well.

"Kiss me, right cheek is fine, don't kiss me wrong."

This time Hermione finally heard it clearly, and she was completely stunned. A flush of redness dyed her neck visible to the naked eye, and then it was like the sunrise on the horizon at sunrise, and she kept on her face. It spread, and stopped until the redness reached the root of the ears.

Hermione's body was shaking and her movements were very light, but it was obvious that she could see her uncontrollable shaking.

She pressed her lips that seemed to be bleeding from her body, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't say it for a long time.

Lynn looked at her and tilted his head suspiciously.

"Is there any difficulty in doing this for you? If so, I'll go to someone to ask."

As soon as Lynn said these words, Hermione was like a cat with fried hair. She pointed at Lynn with trembling fingers, and said furiously.

"You shameless!"

"The face is still necessary. The prerequisite for the first impression of meeting between people is to look at the other person's face. A beautiful face will make people happy and involuntarily produce good feelings, while an ugly face will make others subconsciously avoid or Alienation. Objectively speaking, my face should be of the very beautiful kind, something so beneficial to me, how could I not want it."

Lynn said solemnly.

When he said this, Hermione didn't know why she was even more angry.

Lynn seems to be reasonable now, but in fact he is not at all reasonable.

Hermione couldn't compete with him, so she could only cover her face, didn't even eat dinner, turned her head and ran out of the auditorium.

Seeing her fled back, Lynn squeezed his chin and turned back to the dining table.

"Am I a little ill-considered just now?"

Ian and Cedric looked at him with the eyes of the gods.

"Which aspect do you feel you owe?" Cedric asked cautiously.

Lynn forks himself a grilled sausage.

"I didn't consider that girls might feel shy when talking about this aspect of things, especially in front of so many people. In this way, she might have agreed to something halfway through, in this case There must be no way to agree."

His voice was very calm, as if he was analyzing why a monkey would climb a tree.

"So you dislike the two of us for delaying your business?" Ian vomited blankly.

Lynn also answered him blankly.

"From an objective fact, it is true."

"It's over, Lynn is not saved." Cedric cried out crying.

Ian put his hand on Lynn's forehead.

"Sure it's not a fever?"

"If a high fever does not go down for a long time, then it is likely to cause some disorders in the brain's nervous system, the most common of which is reduced response, very exhausted and listless. If the high fever is very severe, and it has not been for a long time Getting effective treatment can also cause some seizures or nonsense.

But now I am obviously very conscious, and I have neither convulsions nor fatigue, so it is wrong to say that I have a fever. "

Cedric and Ian glanced at each other, both seeing the awkward look in each other's eyes.

"His phenomenon is worse than having a fever!"

"What? Should we send him to Madam Pomfrey?"

Lynn stopped their attempts.

"Don't worry, I know my current condition is not very normal, but this is not a disease, and there is no need for any medical treatment. I will get better in a few days."

Even though he said so, Cedric and Ian still don't feel at ease with him. They feel that Lynn is now in a shameless and invincible situation, and they can do anything.

After dinner was over, Lynn walked straight out of the auditorium to go directly to his bedroom.

On the way, he seriously thought if he would find Hermione alone in an empty corner tomorrow, and ask her to kiss himself, whether she would still agree to it.

After his serious deduction, it was finally concluded that the probability that Hermione would agree to him was not more than 5%, and the probability of holding him by the arm and biting him was more than 90%.

Bite and kiss are two completely different concepts. Lynn doesn't think there will be too much fluctuation in his emotions after being bitten by Hermione. After all, he is not a pervert.

One day later, the current peel value has fallen to 83.1%, and the time he previously judged is still somewhat underestimated.

If you fall down at a normal speed, it will take at least 4 days for the stripping value to return to 0~lightnovelpub.net~ just like Lynn, while thinking about it, go to the underground lounge of Slytherin. When he was leaving, at the corner of an unmanned corridor, he suddenly saw a vague figure.

Lynn squinted his eyes and began to calculate how likely he was to be attacked in Hogwarts, but before he could calculate the result, the petite figure walked into the candlelight from the shadows. .

After seeing the incoming person, Lynn put down his guard, because the probability that Hermione would attack him was 0% in his calculations.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

Hermione pursed her lips and did not speak. The orange candlelight shone on her rosy face, which looked lovely.

She tugged at the corner of her robe, kneading the fabric like her tangled heart.

The girl seemed to be smashing the corners of her clothes and finally made up her mind. She trot to Linn's side, then looked up, and gently, like a dragonfly, stamped her lips on Linn's left face. For a moment.

"You are not allowed to find other girls, have you heard!"

Hermione seemed to be trying to make her voice fierce, but her voice was clearly trembling, making Lynn feel like she was like a rabbit guarding a carrot and saying "This is mine".

"I heard it." Lynn's answer sounded good, which made Hermione very satisfied.

After declaring its sovereignty, the rabbit, which inserted the carrot back into the ground, fled.

Lynn didn't move, he stayed where he was, his face still so calm, and he reached out and touched the left cheek that Hermione had just kissed.

"I told her to kiss her right cheek, why should she kiss her left cheek?"

He muttered to himself in the deserted corridor.

On the panel, the current emotional stripping value has become 31.5% at some point.