Hermione's cheeks flushed, but seeing his persistent expression, she reluctantly scooped up a small piece and fed it to him.
"Hmm, not bad." Draco bit down contentedly.
"Wow~~~" A cheer erupted from the table.
Watching this scene, Becky clutched her chest, exclaiming with envy, "Wow, seeing this makes me want to fall in love!"
Mary replied with a mischievous grin:
"Could it be that she's looking for someone like Draco?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hermione's eyes flashed with a hint of warning as she looked at Becky.
"Impossible!" Becky froze, immediately shaking her head vigorously, and said righteously, " Draco's mouth is so venomous, I'm not going to invite trouble!"
"I can be sharp-tongued with others, but I'm very sweet with my wife. Right, honey?" He winked at Hermione as he spoke.
"Just eat! Stop talking!" Hermione's face turned even redder, and she shoved a piece of green vegetable into his mouth in a huff.
Becky was furious and rolled her eyes.
The meal ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, occasionally interspersed with playful banter and displays of affection. Everyone enjoyed the meal, agreed to play ball together again next time, and then said their goodbyes and went back to their rooms to rest.
Back in the suite, Draco unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, walked over to Hermione, and naturally put his arm around her waist.
"Would you like to come for a walk on the deck with me? We can enjoy the night view and the sea breeze. The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
"No," Hermione said, pulling away from him. She walked to the table, picked up a book, and flipped to where she had left off. "I haven't touched a book all day. If I don't read tonight, I feel like something's missing."
"Alright then. I'll go take a look around myself."
"Don't stay out too late, come back early," Hermione instructed.
"Understood, Miss Granger." Draco planted a kiss on her cheek. "It won't disturb our sleep."
"Go quickly." Hermione blushed slightly and nudged him.
Draco smiled and left the suite. Since he still had some chips from last time, he planned to go to the casino.
Before entering, Draco skillfully slipped into a deserted corner, used a disguise spell to change his hair color and adjust his facial features, resulting in the same appearance as Collard from before.
After disguising himself, Draco entered the casino.
The casino was still dazzling at night. Draco was about to try his luck when suddenly a hand patted his shoulder from behind, followed by a familiar female voice, tinged with mockery and smug satisfaction at having caught him red-handed. "Well, you're something else!"
Does Hermione know you secretly came to the casino?
Upon hearing Draco's name, he immediately recognized him and turned around. Becky had already affectionately wrapped her arm around his, leaned half her body against him, and tilted her pretty face up, grinning as she said:
"Play a couple of rounds with me! I'm on a really good run tonight!"
"Miss, do we know each other?" Draco turned to look at her.
Upon seeing the completely unfamiliar man's face, Becky's smile froze instantly. She abruptly released her grip, took a small step back, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and awkwardly apologized.
"I'm so sorry! I mistook you for someone else! Your back looks so much like a friend of mine, I'm really sorry!"
She wanted to disappear into the ground. Good heavens, she had actually put her arm around a strange man and said those kinds of things!
"It's quite an honor to have a similar silhouette to your friend," Draco thought to himself, but remained outwardly unmoved.
"I'm so glad you're not angry... I'm so sorry, sir, my eyesight isn't very good. The back view looked exactly like my friend, so I couldn't help but make a blunder." Becky was incredibly embarrassed.
As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Draco twice and muttered to herself, "To be honest, not only do they look alike from behind, but their demeanor is also somewhat similar. No wonder I mistook him for Draco."
Seeing that Becky was about to leave after apologizing, Draco said, "Since you've bothered me, how about playing a couple of rounds with me as compensation? Didn't you just say you were on a winning streak?"
Becky was about to slip away, paused, her eyes lighting up. She nodded readily and agreed, "Sure! I've got nothing else to do anyway, so I'll play a few rounds with you and test my luck!"
As she spoke, she winked playfully at Draco, making it clear beforehand, "But don't blame me if you lose. I'm only responsible for bringing good luck, not for covering losses~"
"That won't do." Draco walked forward slowly, teasing her deliberately, "Since you're so lucky, why are you making me lose?"
Slightly taken aback by his words, Becky patted her chest and declared, "Alright! Just you wait and see! I'm on a winning streak today, I guarantee I'll win every hand and make sure you leave with a bang!"
"If I really lose... I'll just buy you a drink to apologize, okay?" she added softly afterward.
The two walked towards the gambling table, Draco said, "There's no such thing as someone who wins every single time. Wouldn't that make them a gambling god?"
"God of Gamblers? Not at all, maybe I'm the temporary Goddess of Gamblers today~" Becky followed Draco with light steps, saying with a hint of smugness.
Then, brimming with confidence, she said, "Just wait and see! If you really win, you'll have to buy me a drink!"
One drink isn't enough; if you win, I'll treat you to two.
Becky: "..." Speechless for a moment. Shouldn't most people at this point be saying something boastful like, "If I win, I'll treat you to ten drinks"? Two drinks? This gentleman is really... honest.
But she didn't mind; free drinks were fine with her. "It's a deal! Two drinks it is, I'll remember that!"
However, Draco headed straight for the roulette area, and Becky quickly caught up with him, gently pulling his arm and whispering urgently, "No, please don't play roulette! Roulette is too reliant on luck. The house has a huge advantage. It's hard to win by just guessing. You'll basically lose more than you win in the long run. It's not worth it!"
As she spoke, she pulled Draco toward the dice area, her tone brimming with confidence. "I'm super good at dice! I'm good at judging the numbers by sound and rhythm, much more reliable than roulette. We're sure to win over there!"
"But I want to play roulette right now." Draco continued walking forward without stopping, only glancing back at her once.
"Fine, whatever you say, since you're the boss~" Becky pouted, let go of his hand, and muttered reluctantly.
But she was still worried, and kept muttering to herself as she walked beside him:
"Then you'd better be careful, don't bet everything at once. Roulette is a really weird thing, there's no pattern at all..."
"You don't even have confidence in your own luck, yet you keep saying you have amazing luck." Draco glanced at her mockingly.
"It's not that I lack confidence! Roulette is purely based on luck. Even if you're incredibly lucky, it's completely unpredictable, unlike dice!" Becky explained.