However, after she finished speaking, her gaze returned to the gleaming Star of the Ocean, her eyes shimmering with a soft light.
Her fingers gently brushed against the cool, translucent sapphire. Although she remained reserved, it was clear that she was already smitten.
"This necklace is really beautiful."
"Don't move, I'll put it on you." Draco took the shimmering Heart of the Ocean from her hand and spoke softly.
Hearing this Hermione obediently nodded and let him do as he pleased.
Draco went behind her, looped the necklace around her neck, and carefully fastened the clasp. His fingers inadvertently brushed against her warm skin, causing Hermione to tremble slightly.
After putting it on, Draco took a half step back, his gaze tracing her features. The blue diamond made her neck appear even whiter and more radiant.
"It's beautiful. All the world's treasures pale in comparison to Miss Granger," he exclaimed.
"You're just all talk." Hermione said, glancing at him sideways, then gently touching the shimmering sapphire on her chest.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Draco's mind—
Wait a minute... I just used X-Ray Vision at the gambling table... Thinking about it carefully, isn't using such supernatural abilities to play this worldly money game a bit... a waste of talent?
Once the idea took hold, it grew wildly like weeds; he couldn't wait to test whether it would work.
"Wife, stand further back."
"What?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"Let me take a good look around, and I'll take a few pictures of you while I'm at it," Draco said, pointing to the spot ahead.
"Now? I look... very casual..."
"Right now, it looks great!" Draco insisted, his tone carrying a hint of urgency he himself didn't realize.
But seeing Draco's unusually serious expression, Hermione blushed and awkwardly walked to the spot he had designated.
Then she straightened her back, unsure of what to do with her hands, and finally just clutched the hem of her skirt. In the cool moonlight, she resembled a budding rose, both shy and beautiful.
Now's the time! Draco activates his X-Ray Vision!
The next second, a gush of scalding liquid erupted from Draco's nostrils without warning. "My God!!!"
As he spoke, Draco covered his nose, feeling as if his brain had gone blank, because he saw... Hermione's body curves, and an even more breathtakingly beautiful sight.
" Draco, what's wrong?!" Hermione was terrified by the sudden turn of events and rushed over to stop the bleeding with a handkerchief.
What she didn't notice at that moment was that Draco, besides his nosebleed, had a strange expression of satisfaction and guilt on his face.
Feeling the soft hand on the bridge of my nose, and recalling the terrifying scene I had just witnessed, the nosebleed seemed to be flowing even more heavily.
At this moment, only one thought was swirling wildly in his mind:
This skill... I can't just use it on my wife... unless I prepare enough hemostatic medicine and a change of clothes next time!
That's way too much!
"Why did you suddenly get a nosebleed? Are you feeling unwell?" Hermione asked with concern.
"I'm not feeling unwell, it's just that, honey, you have such a great figure," Draco said candidly, taking the cup and pressing it against his nose.
Hermione's face flushed crimson at those words. She instantly realized something was wrong, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face as she looked at him warily, asking in a slightly unnatural tone, "Did you use some strange magic again?"
"I can X-Ray Vision." Draco didn't try to hide it.
These words exploded in Hermione's ears, and she instantly understood their meaning. A wave of hot embarrassment washed over her as she realized she had been completely unprepared and he had seen everything about her. She panicked and became flustered.
" Draco Malfoy! You've gone too far! Don't use that kind of magic again!" Hermione frantically hugged herself tightly and immediately hid behind the sofa.
Shrinking behind the sofa, Hermione cautiously peeked out, her eyes filled with shame, anger, and wariness, staring intently at Draco.
"You're not allowed to look anymore!" Hermione's muffled voice came from behind. "This sofa is thick! And I have a magical barrier!"
"It's no use, Granger." Looking at the eyes hidden at the edge of the sofa, Draco gave a mocking smile.
" X-Ray Vision can see right through the sofa. I can even see right through you when you're trembling... I can see it all clearly."
He was still watching! What a scoundrel! He's completely disgraced the wizards! Hermione's face flushed red again.
Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, Hermione disregarded everything else.
She sprang out from behind the sofa like a puffed-up kitten, baring her teeth and claws as she pounced on Draco!
"Close your eyes! Don't look!" Hermione shouted as she reached out to cover Draco's eyes. As she moved, her thin nightgown billowed, adding to her allure.
Draco let her cover her eyes.
"Is it alright now?" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief as she leaned against his chest, pressing tightly against his eyelids, afraid he would peek.
"Covering my eyes won't help, Granger."
These words made Hermione's hand freeze, and her heart sank again.
"The only way... is to actively use French kissing to turn off this function." Draco started trying to fool Hermione again.
"French kiss?!" Hermione couldn't believe her ears, her cheeks burning. "How could you make up such nonsense?!"
But the problem is... she had no other choice.
Without removing her clothes, the other person can continue to see through them...
Thinking about this, Hermione felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were being exposed naked from some unknown perspective.
Looking at that mischievous grin, Hermione decided to go for it. After all, it wasn't the first time they'd kissed, it was just the way they kissed...
Thinking of this, Hermione suddenly released her hands from his eyes, and before Draco could react, she stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and kissed him fiercely!
After silencing him, Hermione began to use the tip of her tongue to... trigger that damn shut-off switch.
Draco was quite satisfied and pleased by her domineering and humiliating initiative, but he didn't remain passive forever. After all, his little wife was still too conservative, so he immediately took the initiative.
He pulled Hermione close, holding her tightly in his arms, and stroked the back of her head, deeply kissing her lips and...
In their entanglement, they exchanged their breath and warmth.
The kiss, which started as a task-oriented contact, quickly evolved into a passionate and tender deep kiss.
After a long while, Hermione was almost out of breath and collapsed limply in his arms before Draco reluctantly released her.
"Phew... Is it closed?" Hermione asked softly, her face flushed. The embarrassment and anger from before had been replaced by a dizzying sweetness and a belated sense of shame.