Professor of LVSS is so cute

Chapter 143 Chapter 143

When Severus was carried out of the bathroom by Voldemort, his face was flushed with the flush of passion, and the glimmer of water could be faintly seen in his dark black eyes.

The formula old Mr. Oakes brought out was naturally extraordinary. After soaking in such a bath, Voldemort felt relaxed and comfortable all over his body and mind.Especially if his soul mate cooperates as much as possible, he will feast on it, and his mood will naturally be even better.

After dinner, the couple played with their son for more than half an hour, and specially helped him take a bubble bath (when he sent the recipe, Mr. Oaks specifically explained that he could also make little Noah Bubbles, it strengthens the bones, but the dose must be controlled, so that little Noah can't bear too much effect of the medicine and cause damage to the body.), watching him fall asleep before returning to the bedroom they shared.

Voldemort, who had grown closer to Severus these days, couldn't help throwing him down again after Severus slept in bed!

Although Severus still felt a little embarrassed about such a thing, he couldn't resist the temptation of his soul mate, and in the end he would always respond enthusiastically...I don't know if it was his illusion, Severus Si always felt that the time between him and Voldemort was so intensive, not from Voldemort himself, but from himself—he always seemed to be invisibly tempting his soul mate, trying to trap his soul mate Not going anywhere in bed!

Severus, who realized this, was very embarrassed, but he couldn't restrain his impulse, and in the end he seduced his soul mate again and again.

Soul mates have extremely high demands on sex. When one of them thinks about it, the other will definitely follow closely. There is no possibility of being out of sync.

For example——in the situation/incident just now, on the surface it looked like Voldemort couldn't hold back and took the initiative to push Severus down on the bed, but in fact it was Severus himself who for some reason turned to his soul mate Desire, an uncontrollable desire to merge with him—this set off a chain reaction for Voldemort, who overwhelmed Severus before he could.

When the two were separated from each other again, sweating profusely, Severus felt that this matter could not be concealed any longer.

After hesitating for a moment, he extinguished all the candles in the bedroom.

"Do you still want it?" Voldemort misunderstood his actions, thinking that he wanted to do it again in the dark, and couldn't help moving down the hand that was rubbing his lover's waist with great interest.

Severus's desire, which had just been subdued by the way he slid, showed signs of urgency again!

Startled, he hurriedly grabbed Voldemort's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I have something to tell you."

Voldemort, who was pressed by his hand, was a little bit unsatisfied, "We can talk while doing it."

Severus blushed, "I'm going to sleep with Noah if you do this again!"

The threat of his lover made Voldemort's eyelids twitch, "Noah's little bed can't fit you in." He pinched the soft flesh on the inside of his thigh in dissatisfaction.

Severus was so pinched by him that his mouth was dry, and he almost couldn't help talking nonsense with him again. In the end, in order to avoid being affected by Voldemort, he could only turn over and throw himself far away.

Seeing that he was treated as a scourge by his lover, the domineering demon king couldn't bear it, and he stretched out his hand to get him back!

Stopped by Severus!

"Don't come here—" he gasped, "Listen to me, I really have something to tell you—something very important!" His tone was very firm.

Voldemort finally got a little serious this time, but he still didn't plan to give up his benefits as he was used to sleeping with Severus in his arms these days, "Come here, I promise I won't do anything." He saw Severus Si's upper body kept leaning back to avoid him, and he simply hooked Severus with his long legs, trying to hook Severus over.

Severus is as big as a bucket!

Finally, under the unbearable situation, a transparent barrier was formed in the middle of the bed.

"Severus?!" Voldemort was hit hard.

"I told you not to come here, but I refused to listen!" Severus, whose calf was itchy by him, gritted his molars and said, "Didn't I tell you that there is something important, you can't to beat!"

"I just wanted to hug you to sleep, and I didn't have any ill intentions at all——is that why you don't believe me?" Voldemort felt aggrieved.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I don't believe in myself!" Severus was very grateful for his act of extinguishing all the candles just now!His face is now so red that he could almost fry two eggs on it.

"What do you mean?" Voldemort was a little taken aback.

"...I, I mean...I, don't you notice something's wrong with me lately?" Severus gritted his teeth.

"Something's wrong? Something's wrong," Voldemort said, nodding his head, "Being more obedient and generous than before! That's good—I like it very much!" Life is full of joy, and the Dark Lord has always been the representative of instant gratification, Severus He would only find his enthusiasm very useful, and he would not go too deep into the abnormal situation inside.

"You like me and I don't like it!" Severus yelled duplicity in the dark night, "I just feel that something is wrong with me these days, always...always thinking about you...I..."

"Isn't that good?" Voldemort couldn't help showing a smile on his face, "I wish you could think of me all the time."

"...I mean that thought..." Severus said vaguely, but he hoped that Voldemort could hear what he wanted to express from the vague words.

And Voldemort is worthy of being his soul mate who shares his heart. Hearing such a shy and embarrassing mention from Severus, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows happily, "You mean—I always wanted to Stay with me, uh?" In order to prevent his little apprentice and lover from digging a hole in shame, Voldemort had a rare moment of restraint.

Severus heaved a sigh of relief, nodded repeatedly, and realized that Voldemort couldn't see him after he nodded, and his face couldn't help but flush a little, "Yeah, as long as I have free time, I'll think about it... I can't help it when I think about it... And then just..."

"And then rolled into a ball." Voldemort suppressed a smile, "Is it your estrus again?" He said solemnly, "I remember that the siren's estrus is very intensive except when they are giving birth to offspring. That's right." Because they are the best mothers, they are always performing their duties, trying to seduce their mates and reproduce.

"...It's different," Severus tried to make his tone seem irrelevant-it was undoubtedly very difficult, "At that time, his whole body seemed to be on fire...I couldn't control it at all! Now this Kind of... um..." He racked his brains to compare his situation during this time with the estrous period, "It's still within the controllable range... At least, I can use the magic barrier to keep you on the other side now ——If it’s really the estrus period, it’s impossible for us to talk properly now.”

"You're right, so what do you think of your current situation?" Voldemort also paid attention this time.After Severus reminded him, he realized that Severus's reaction during this time was really abnormal... Although he concealed it very well, as long as he thinks about it carefully, he can still feel that there is a bit of desire in him. The subtle temptation of refusing to greet, couldn't help raising his eyebrows again.

"I just asked you because I didn't know!" Severus was annoyed and angry, "Isn't the Dark Lord omnipotent?"

"No matter how omnipotent I am, it's impossible for me to know everything," Voldemort quietly removed the magic barrier between the two of them, and then took advantage of Severus not paying attention, and grabbed him over and entangled his limbs Locked in his arms, kissed for a long time, until the kiss made Severus dizzy and weak, and then he fondly rubbed his back to comfort him, "Actually, you don't need to worry so much—since it's the body I'm going to have a trusted therapist come over tomorrow (too bad, Blaze Hall is on his honeymoon) and we'll know what's going on then."

"...a therapist?! You want to hire a therapist for such a thing?!" Severus widened his eyes, resisting the urge to cast a curse on the villain, "Are you sure your soul has really returned to normal? ?! We are being watched so closely by reporters now - you still need to hire a therapist! How can I meet people if they find out?!"

"Dear Sif, unless I nod, no one will dare to spread our * outside." Voldemort gently comforted his frightened sweetheart, "You just need to know the results of the inspection tomorrow - don't worry, I promise nothing will happen."

"...What if it is discovered?!" Severus was still a little worried.

Voldemort gave a low laugh, pried open Severus' lips and bit his tongue, and said vaguely, "Then I'll be at your disposal."

The next afternoon, a mysterious gentleman wearing a black cloak and a big hood came to Voldemort's manor.

This gentleman looks much older than Dr. Hall!

It is very trustworthy at first glance.

As soon as he arrived, he took off his hat and introduced himself first, addressing Severus respectfully as "Ma'am".

Although Severus was uncomfortable being called by him, he became numb after hearing this address for a long time-now he wanted to know what was going on with him, so he asked the other party to check for himself.

At this time, Voldemort also rushed back from the Ministry of Magic.

Severus, who was still annoyed at his behavior of running to work today, suddenly calmed down.

He took a deep breath, put his hand into Voldemort's big palm with a little nervousness, and held his breath to cooperate with the old therapist's examination in front of him.

Knowing his mood at the moment, Voldemort shook his hand with force.

Severus immediately returned his smile, feeling warm in his heart.

Looking at his lover's shining eyes, Voldemort couldn't help wanting to kiss Severus, and because of the presence of outsiders, he barely suppressed the sudden desire.

Compared with Severus' wild thoughts and wild speculations, professionals are undoubtedly much more rational and efficient.

After just ten minutes of examination, the old therapist laughed out his neat white teeth (I don’t know how he maintains them), “Congratulations, Lord, Ma’am is pregnant again—if you belong to If the estimate is correct, the little master should be born in September next year."

Severus looked blankly at the old healer and then turned to Voldemort who was holding his hand. His lips moved and closed for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Voldemort looked surprised himself, but he regained his composure quickly and pulled Severus back into his arms in front of the old healer.

"How is the child's current situation?" It was not the first time that the red-eyed devil asked a very professional question as a father.

The old therapist naturally gave him face and said that everything was fine.

Both Voldemort and Severus had smiles on their faces.They love each other, and they naturally care about the crystallization of their love.They had reached a tacit agreement a long time ago that at least two children should be born - among other things, the millennium potion family cannot be ruined in Severus' hands.

Voldemort asked again, "Is there a difference in the appearance of pregnancy?"

Severus couldn't help but feel his heart jump when he asked such a question, and his ears couldn't help but prick up.

The old therapist was a little puzzled but still asked dutifully: "I don't know what aspect the Lord is referring to?"

Voldemort didn't even bat an eyelid, "In terms of physical needs."

Severus buried his face in the crescent of Voldemort's neck - even though it was an embarrassing gesture he'd never done in front of anyone.

The old therapist suddenly realized, "There is indeed a big difference," he hurriedly explained to Voldemort, "Some pregnant women...cough, pregnant women really hate their partners being close to each other when they are pregnant, while others can't wait to be close to them all the time. Hang on to your partner—"

— Severus wanted to cover his face when he heard the latter sentence.

The old therapist went on to say, "This is a very normal and common phenomenon, just like the taste of pregnant women will also change. Some people like sour food, some like spicy food, and some like sweet food. The same reason..."

Severus heaved a sigh of relief, but Voldemort didn't intend to let the old healer go, and continued to ask, "Then how should we deal with such a situation? When the pregnant partner has needs—— Satisfied or not—" Voldemort snorted, and Severus, who had just turned into a rage, bit him on the neck!

The old therapist replied as if he hadn’t found anything unusual: “Of course, satisfaction is the basic premise. My most respected Lord, I have several guidebooks on intercourse during pregnancy. If you need it, I give it to you. After the madam finishes prescribing some precautions during pregnancy, I'll ask the owl to bring it to you right away."

"Then what are you waiting for? Gigi give him the pen and paper, and remember to send the book to me as soon as possible after you write it." Voldemort ordered without saying a word.

The old therapist wrote the precautions that need to be kept in mind on the parchment at the fastest speed in his life and handed it to the house elf Jiji who didn't know when to pop out. He saluted as much as he wanted and stepped back.

After he left, Voldemort raised his eyebrows and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Baby, are you going to bite my neck off?"

Severus blushed and opened his mouth, looking at the neck that had been bitten by him with a clear tooth mark, couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it.

"Hmm..." Voldemort snorted, and tore the loose robes Severus was wearing with his hands.