LRAB Chapter 93 Draco: Still can't escape this slap?
Chapter 93 Draco: Still can't escape this slap?
Tana carried Landric all the way back to Rozier Manor, taking a moment to say goodbye to the Malfoys, who were with Draco along the way.
Her voice lowered slightly: "Don't worry, just stay home for a while. Once the medicine is ready tomorrow, Xiaolong will be able to recover."
Narcissa nodded. "Speaking of which, I'm not actually worried. Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are widely recognized. She said Little Dragon is fine, so he should be alright. But, baby..."
Looking at Landric's injuries, Narcissa's hand trembled slightly as she touched his little face.
Lucius took Narcissa's hand. "If you need anything, just come to Malfoy Manor."
Tana smiled and said goodbye to the elegant couple.
The teleportation phantom moves very fast.
Landric woke up the moment Tana carried him home.
Tana was strong, and Landric couldn't easily break free, but he didn't want to at the moment.
"mommy"
A flash of purple light appeared in his eyes, and Landric's wounds vanished instantly.
Tana's heart finally settled.
"Sweetie, can you tell Mommy what you really want?"
Landric was a little dazed. His fair and tender face had not fully developed and still had some chubby baby fat.
He just lay there, rubbing against Tana's neck.
Only then did the woman truly smile.
"Little White Cat"
Landric couldn't escape Tana's problem.
Tana placed her hand on Landric's back and gently stroked his fur.
"Sweetie, tell Mommy."
"I don't like anyone sitting higher than me. Mommy, I'm afraid that a few words from someone in a higher position can affect my fate."
"The mysterious man is not dead. I'm worried that Rozier will eventually be dragged into the game."
Tana couldn't stand the emptiness in Landric's body; it seemed as if he would shatter with the slightest touch.
"But you're only 12 years old, my darling. I'll be there for you no matter what. I will always love you."
Landric seemed to freeze for a moment.
He murmured, "No..."
Tana only saw Landric's lips twitch, but heard no sound.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, Mom. I need to go make medicine for Draco."
Tana heard Landric grit his teeth and smiled slyly, "Go ahead, do your hard work."
"it is good"
The boy got up and went upstairs. After a few steps, he turned back to Tana and said, "Mom, St. Mungo is very important."
"OK"
Inside Malfoy Manor.
Naxisha placed Draco, who had turned into a stone statue, on the bed.
"Luke, Rand must stick tightly to Malfoy."
Lucius thought of the heated crystal plaque in the study, and his head began to ache.
He said with a helpless and bitter tone, "No wonder they have the blood of the Malfoys, always aiming for the best."
"Several generations of latent bloodline have mutated into a dominant mutation in Xiaolong."
Narcissa comforted Lucius, "Little Dragon definitely holds a place in Rand's heart. You know Rand's personality; he always plans carefully before he acts. But if he says he provoked a snake, I'm not so sure I'd believe him."
As dusk fell, the sky gradually brightened again.
Landric's eyes were now somewhat bluish-black.
They teleported to the gates of Malfoy Manor.
Shining had been waiting for a long time.
"Master Rand, come with Shining!"
Narcissa embraced Landric intimately, gently brushing aside his hair to reveal his smooth, white neck, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little Dragon is in his room. Your godfather and I disturbed you."
"Thank you, godmother."
Naxi Sha turned and walked towards the study.
When Landric saw the statue again, that inexplicable irritation welled up in his heart once more.
He couldn't understand what Draco was trying to do.
The potion gradually seeped into the stone statue, and the bluish-gray stone slowly turned white.
Landric sat in a luxurious chair, waiting for Draco to wake up.
Time passed slowly, and the eyelids of the person sitting in the chair gradually drooped.
He glanced at the bed.
Then I saw a pair of eyelashes, trembling and trembling.
Landric: ...Are you pretending?
A slender hand grabbed Draco's collar, the pale blue veins on that hand exuding an inexplicable eroticism.
Before Draco could even see clearly, a single slap bruised his head.
"elder brother…"
"Don't call me 'brother.' You're an only child, what kind of 'brother' are you talking about?"
"I was wrong"
"Oh, so even young Master Malfoy can make mistakes?"
Draco pulled his hand back to his face and gently slapped it.
"Brother, I just like you too much..."
Landric curled his lips into a sarcastic smile.
"In two years, you won't like it anymore."