The Wolf is Coming Ch. 121

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As early as when Abraham raised her chin, Emma roughly guessed what her boyfriend wanted to do.

As expected, Abraham then started to act.

Emma immediately cooperated with a look of fear. She shook off Abraham's hand, then shook her head desperately and backed away with her hands and feet, "No, don't do this! I'm not fun... really, I'm not fun at all!"

Her voice became trembling, and her eyes gradually became red. After a while, crystal tears had already welled up in the corners of her eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

This was the first time that Abraham watched Emma act so closely. Looking at Emma's tearful appearance, Abraham couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "She is worthy of being a professional actor", and then quickly adjusted his expression and continued to play the role of the "bad guy".

"Little girl, I advise you to be sensible. The consequences of resisting me are generally not very good." Abraham said viciously.

"No, I don't want to... please..." Emma's face was even more frightened, tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, and fell and shattered on the ground.

Ron, who had been stepped on, finally came back to his senses from the surprise of seeing Abraham. He was not sure whether Abraham was acting or really surrendered to Voldemort, but this did not affect his shouting, "Asshole! What's the point of bullying girls? Come at me if you have the guts, you asshole!"

Seeing Ron struggling hard, the Death Eater who was stepping on him couldn't help but kick him, "Be honest."

Ron groaned in pain, and when he looked up again, he saw Abraham grabbed Emma's wrist and lifted her up.

"Hermione! Hermione!" He tried to break free from the Death Eater's feet, but only made himself more tightly imprisoned, "Let her go, bastard!"

Emma screamed, and then bit Abraham's wrist while struggling.

"Hss—"

Abraham took a breath, then grabbed Emma's hair with his other hand, and dragged her out of the interrogation room with Emma's sharper cries; this looked a bit rough, of course, it was just a look.

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Accompanied by a loud "bang", the noisy voices and inquiring eyes were all shut out of the door.

Emma patted her chest and took a deep breath, saying, "I haven't screamed so heartbreakingly for a long time. If I scream for a while longer, I might make my voice hoarse."

But Abraham didn't say anything.

Emma looked up with a confused look on her face, and saw Abraham examining his wrist, then placed the row of teeth marks in front of her, and accused, "You actually bit me?"

"Uh... isn't it because I'm afraid that your acting skills are not good enough..." Emma felt a little guilty, and her eyes began to look around, "Is this your room in Malfoy Manor? Have you been living here recently?"

Abraham said "hmm" and continued the previous topic, "Tsk, the teeth marks are so deep, you must have bitten hard."

"I'm sorry..." Emma held Abraham's hand, put it to her lips and blew gently, like coaxing a child, "I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt after blowing it."

"That's it?" Abraham couldn't help laughing, he pulled back his finger and pointed at his lips, "Give me some sincerity."

So Emma tiptoed and kissed him obediently.

The two hadn't seen each other for more than half a month, and even a light kiss could turn into a raging fire and ignite them. Anyway, when Emma finally came to her senses, she had been pushed down on the soft bed.

Abraham leaned over and pressed close to her. He had unbuttoned several buttons of his shirt during the passionate kiss, revealing a large area of ​​his chest, and several old scars were revealed.

"Abraham, this is the base of the Death Eaters..." Emma pushed Abraham's shoulder and reminded him in a low voice.

"I know." Abraham responded vaguely, lowered his head and rubbed Emma's neck, like a clingy little animal.

The door of the room was suddenly knocked.

At this moment, Abraham didn't want to pay any attention to the guy who was ruining the mood outside the door. But the person outside the door continued to knock persistently, as if he would never stop until he came to open the door.

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