Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1342 marryme (7)

  People who fall in love will do something that feels the best in love.

  At that time, the lover's eyes will feel that the other person is unique, and everyone else is irrelevant.

  Georgina took the straight razor in her hand and placed it gently on the soft face of France Cromwell.

  With the blue morning light shining in from the window in the early morning, the sharp blade cut through the stubble, making a rustling sound. The cheeks that had just grown blue beard in the morning became as smooth as a woman again after the blade was shaved.

  The nobles of old times would apply powder on the face after cleansing, but she remembered the business of aftershave. Mint has the effect of anti-inflammatory and reducing skin oil...

   "Heavier." Leon said softly, "You didn't shave it clean."

   "I'm afraid of hurting you." She said timidly.

   "You want me to go out like a leprechaun." He said with a chuckle.

   "I planned to use those beggars to practice hands." She said dissatisfied.

  "This is my privilege. I can be your object of practice. I want to enjoy this gentleness alone."

   "I feel dizzy." She said in frustration, "Can I not see Siers today?"

   "No." He still said softly, "Keep on scraping, Georgiana, I will reward you when you finish scraping."

   "I don't want a necklace." She said immediately, "I know the story of Marie Antoinette's necklace."

"I know, except for that black swan necklace, you would rather wear nothing on your neck, wasting such a beautiful curve." He stroked her long neck, which is a trace of her tried Animagus. Fortunately, it was not her mouth that turned into a swan.

   is also a pureblood, and Grindelwald's reputation is much higher than that of Voldemort.

  He is a decent person. Even the corpses of Muggles will be handled properly. Unlike Voldemort, the corpses are thrown to the werewolves like garbage for them to eat.

"Lucien warned me that if I hurt you, he will let me die decently." She said quietly, "I am not separating your brothers, but I think you must tell me if there is a misunderstanding. I don't want to be unclear about it."

   "What were you thinking just now?" He said absently.

  "After shave, apply it after shave, and it won’t be uncomfortable."

  He obviously didn’t listen to what she said.

  She patted his big head to make him wake up from imagination.

   "Is that his habit?" Leon asked calmly.

   "He is a potion master and knows many recipes." Georgiana said coldly.

  "Do you think he would poison him?" Leon wore a half-shaven face, pretending to smile deeply.

  "Only women and scholars can poison, right?" She dipped the razor into the ceramic basin, and washed off the foam and beard.

   "The man you like will kill me like a man of course." He leaned back in his chair comfortably. "It's easy to pretend that he is dead, but fortunately I have Letizia."

  She didn't feel uncomfortable, although many women would care about whether their mother or herself is more important in a man's heart.

  She didn’t want to replace Letizia’s mother. That woman sacrificed a lot for Napoleone, including her happiness as a woman.

"Why have you gone quiet?"

   "I'm thinking about the issue of widowhood." She said out of place, "I want to find a place as isolated as the Little Trianon, so that no one can bother me to be clean."

  He burst out laughing.

   "Why can you still laugh."

   "You don't want to die with me? Just like you and his vow?"

   "If you are dead, you should be a bit sharper." She shaved him again with a razor. "The enemy we need to defeat is death."

  He did not speak, as if he was afraid that he would cut himself if he moved.

  "That was written on the epitaph of Lily and James, taken from the Cordorin book."

"A fox who has never seen a lion cannot protect himself against a jackal." Leon said after her blade left his face. "Many people say that Siers is cunning, but I am more cunning than him. I want him to I know, he is no match for my woman either."

   "Do you still want to use him?"

   "I need people to deal with the church."

  "Do you think he is a priest or a politician?"

  "Don’t always ask me what I think, do you think you can protect yourself?"

  "Tell me, what kind of person is my ‘bodyguard’?"

“Brunner is a lawyer, a writer and typist in Paris, knows Dandong, and is also a supporter of the Republican regime. Later, he joined the National Self-Defense Force and was promoted to a brigadier general at the age of 20. He served as a deterrent to local security guards during his service in the Northern Army. A resident of the Wang faction, he used to serve under Massena. Last year, the Wisdom Vendée West Route Army joined me in an expedition to Italy in Dijon in July. At the beginning he made merits, and later he delayed the fighter plane while crossing the Mincho River. Was demoted to Congress as a member of Congress."

   "What can he protect me?"

   "I didn't say that he was your bodyguard. He knew many people in Paris, just like Josephine. I am a foreigner and I am not familiar with the place where I was born in Paris. Thanks to her help, I have integrated into the Parisian social circle."

  Georgina thought of Albus. Although he was a hero who defeated Grindelwald, he was still not accepted by the British pure-blood aristocracy.

  "Can we not mention them this month." He whispered, "Just treat us as newlyweds."

   "I feel very guilty." She said uncomfortably, "He was so desperate to find me..."

   "I need happy memories." He interrupted her, "I can remember when I go out in the future."

  "Are you not taking me to the battle?"

   "I know you are not afraid to witness death, but you are afraid of other things. Lann told me that you were too scared to move in the ice store that day."

  She thought of the screams made by women selling mineral water.

  "Are you afraid of getting acne?"

  She shook her head.

   "Then what are you afraid of?"

   "I don't want to talk about this topic anymore." She said with disgust.

   "Then you dare to get acne in front of the public?" Napoleon asked.

   "No problem." She agreed easily.

  He kissed her and glued all the foam on her face.

   "Be honest!" she said harshly, and wiped the foam from her face with a towel.

   "If Davu didn't send you last night, where do you plan to sleep?" He asked again.

  "The first ruling bedroom." She said sarcastically.

"You are not like Pauline, who will treat Josephine with dignity. When she came to Paris from Egypt, Josephine was completely ignored. I can't let someone like her go out to socialize. If you can tell Otense, you will also be inoculated. Better."

  "Don't move." She pressed his forehead and continued to shave him with a razor. This time there was no ambiguity, and the shave was over soon.

   "Where is my reward?" She looked at his smooth face and said.

  He put his hand on her waist "What did you say you want?"

  She wants to say that the art committee will be moved to a place, and she wants to occupy their office.

  But she put her hand on the buttons of his uniform. They are not made of tin, and will not get the tin plague because of the low temperature.

   "The average woman sees this as humiliation and punishment." He said calmly, "Do you really want it?"

   "The day you took me from Luxembourg to St. Luke's Palace, why did you think of placing me in the King's Suite?" She continued playing with his buttons.

   "I can't arrange you in my place, what does it look like?"

   "What about other rooms?"

   "How can my princess sleep in those rooms."

   "I am not a princess." She corrected, "I am a commoner just like you."

   "I swore on the day of the coup that as long as the Republic is out of danger, I will immediately lay down my military power. The God of War and the God of Destiny will help me. Yesterday you said in the carriage that you want to follow me. Is it true?"

  She nodded.

   "As long as that man doesn't come to you, right?"

  She continued nodding.

   "I measure if he dare to stab me." He began to unbutton his buttons.

   "I heard that the lawyers in the parliament wanted to assassinate you on the day of the coup, and they happened to be 20 people."

   "Yes, I didn't bring a sword that day." He said frankly, "I planned to give a speech, but I am not used to speaking in Parliament."

  "Are you going to give a speech this time?"

   "You are not afraid, what am I afraid of." He will hold her face in both hands. "Are you sure this is the reward you want?"

  She closed her eyes.

  A kiss with the smell of gunpowder smeared on her lips.

  She doesn't like or hate this taste, not because she doesn't feel it, but because the Great Patriotic War and the invasion war were neutralized together.

  She once thought that Eve in the legend of the ghosts was very stupid, but she could not forget a soldier because of a kiss.

  Now she understands how naive she was before.

  Who told her to have less love experience, but it doesn’t seem to be a good thing to experience too much love, two paragraphs are enough.

  (End of this chapter)