Professor of LVSS is so cute

Chapter 111 Chapter 111

A long time ago, Severus had imagined what it would be like to give birth—for a wizard who had just grown up, it was really a very scary thing—especially when he watched his stomach grow worse. When getting bigger.

If it wasn't for the fear of the child's other father being exposed, Severus would have gone to the hospital wing to seek Madam Pomfrey's help.

— After all, it is well known that Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are no better than St. Mungo's healers.

Although Severus had great trust in Madam Pomfrey's integrity, he still didn't dare to take any risks—in the end, he gritted his teeth and made the decision to 'born himself'!

Of course, this decision made Severus break out in cold sweat after he actually gave birth. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that when he gave birth, that person came by his side—otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

Before he gave birth, Severus absolutely couldn't believe that his seemingly well-behaved child would have such a difficult birth, which almost cost him his life.

There is indeed a gap between my own imagination and personal experience.

Although Voldemort hadn't been able to get close to him because of Severus and his anger during this time, he still did a lot of preparations for Severus' delivery. You must know that his mother died in childbirth that year!As long as he thinks that his soul mate will also lose his life because of this, even the Dark Lord with a strong temperament will feel shuddering!

When Severus clung to Voldemort's arm and slid down, Voldemort's mind went blank for a moment...but soon he saw from Severus' contorted face, his panting and the close embrace of the two Wetting at the office realized what!He suddenly opened a pair of rabbit eyes wide, feeling for the first time what it means to be at a loss.

"Don't, don't worry, I'm ready—the baby will come out soon, I promise!" Voldemort said incoherently, while talking, he picked up his soaked soul mate by the waist, and strode outside rush!

At the same time, he also summoned Jiji to prepare the carriage as quickly as possible.

As the elf who took care of all trivial matters in the Prince Manor, Gigi was also extremely concerned about her little master's physical condition. As soon as Voldemort summoned her, she galloped and drove the flying carriage to the carved gate of the manor hall.

Voldemort jumped into the open carriage with Severus in his arms.

"Go to Voldemort Manor." He ordered concisely.

Jiji responded loudly, and slapped the invisible button with a hand not much bigger than a child, driving the Pegasus to flap its wings and fly high into the sky!

Voldemort held Severus tightly in his arms, ignoring the constant flow of amniotic fluid to wet his expensive robes, he lowered his head and kept kissing the pale face of Severus, "Don't worry, dear , everything will be fine... we can't go to St. Mungo's, you know, it's not safe for you, but that's okay, I've got everything ready at Voldemort Manor - and I've got several obstetricians - they They are all trustworthy! So, you just need to give birth with peace of mind - I will be with you, and will always be with you until our child is born!"

Voldemort's words full of concern and comfort were like a spring of water quietly nourishing Severus' restless heart, and Severus' face, which was constantly tense due to labor pain, showed signs of relaxation again.

He nodded slightly to Voldemort in a rare way of showing weakness, before he could speak, the hand that had been holding onto Voldemort's arm was clenched again, "Hmm..." He muffled, and unconsciously pressed the other hand own belly!It obviously hurts badly!

"Don't bite...don't bite..." Voldemort, who saw the pain that caused Severus to bite the tip of his tongue, was heartbroken. He didn't care about his own arm that had been grasped bruised, and hurriedly lowered his head and grabbed Severus. Holding the trembling and chapped lips, trying to pry his lips and teeth open.

Severus resisted the severe pain in his abdomen, and struggled to move his lips away, "...don't...don't come closer," he said angrily, "I don't want to bite you."

"It's better to bite me than to bite you to make my heart hurt." Taking advantage of the gap between Severus' opening, Voldemort directly kissed Severus's teeth, and gently bit the caught Severus. The tip of Les' tongue that was bitten just now, at the same time, a warm, pure magic power that hardly hurts, also quickly spread from the tip of the two tightly twisted tongues to Severus's limbs and bones Come, ease Severus' pain little by little.

When the unbearable pain passed, Voldemort pecked Severus's swollen lips with a smile on his face, and said with a low smile, "My dear baby Sif, are you glad that we are soul mates now?" ? You must know that no other husband can help his wife like this!"

The magic of wizards are incompatible, and soul mates are the only exception.

"...Who, who is your wife, don't talk nonsense..." Severus, who was still tormenting him with delicate pains, tried to raise his voice to retort, but there was also something in his moist black eyes. A faint smile.

Obviously, whether he admits it or not, at this moment Voldemort, who is full of gentle eyes (not even afraid of being bitten off his tongue by him) who never leaves his side and guards him every step of the way, really walked into his heart.

"Why am I talking nonsense?" Voldemort made an expression of displeasure on purpose, "Do you want the child to be born without a father?"

Severus opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "I am his father!"

At this moment, he didn't know that he had been teased by the other party and forgot those weak labor pains like a tarsus.

"No one said you weren't," the red-eyed devil who loved Severus's current appearance gave a low chuckle, and couldn't help kissing his swollen lips again, "but you can't put your Soul mate aside, dear baby Sif, you couldn't have been born without me!"

Severus' face blushed completely in a 'shua'!

In the end, he could only yell sternly: "Don't call me Baby Sif!" He didn't think about how others would laugh at him if they heard it!

"Don't call you baby Sif? What's that called?" Voldemort made a surprised expression on purpose, "Do you want me to call you uh... sweetheart baby? Or madam or something?"

"Don't call anything!" Severus was so teased by him that he really forgot that he was still in labor this time!He just missed jumping up and beating him hard.

"...Oh, my dear, what you said really hurt my heart. It's fine if you don't want to give me a nickname. You don't even want to call you Baby Sif... You should know the soul Even if the partner is not married, it is not that a husband and wife are better than a husband and wife—how can you treat me like this!"

Severus, who had never thought that this person would act like a baby, his heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at the bright red eyes full of sorrow of the person in front of him.

"Dear Severus, you are my most important treasure in my heart, so what's wrong with me calling you baby Severus?" Voldemort gently took Severus's flushed face in his arms, and asked for more She cherishes as much as she cherishes and kisses his trembling eyelashes.

"..." Baby Sif, who always eats soft food but not hard food, found that his tongue seemed to be stuck by a tongue-sticking spell, and he couldn't even utter a single rebuttal.

"Every time I call you baby Severus, my whole heart becomes warm—" Voldemort rubbed Severus' tall nose affectionately, "This nickname will let me know you clearly It belongs to me, you are deeply loved by me in the palm of my hand, Severus... Isn't this bad? Don't you like it?"

Poor Baby Sif foolishly looked at the eagerness and expectation in the devil's eyes, and unconsciously said, "...There's nothing wrong with it, I like it very much."

When he realized what he had promised, his entire face turned green and white, "I will be laughed at if you call me that!" He panicked and made amends.

There was enough factual basis for Severus' statement, Lucius had teased him with this nickname in the past - it made him so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

"Don't worry, no one dares to laugh at you." The domineering demon king who had become a habit in his heart didn't intend to change his words at all—and he was also very confident that someone who dared to laugh at his soul mate hadn't been born yet.

"...How do you know that others don't dare to laugh anymore, and you don't want to call me baby baby at my age..." Severus was angry and anxious, "Anyway, I won't allow you to call me that!"

How could the red-eyed demon king who had been silently counting the time to arrive at the manor really dare to contradict his lover? Seeing that Severus was so annoyed, he quickly changed his words, "Okay, okay, I promise you that I won't do it in front of others in the future." This is how I call you!" Even at this time, he did not forget to change the concept secretly.

Seeing that Severus was still looking at him suspiciously, Voldemort hastily added with a serious face, "I promise."

Although Severus still felt that Voldemort's guarantee was not very reliable, the pain that had begun to intensify had already taken all his attention away.

By the time the carriage came over Voldemort Manor, Severus was so painful that he almost went into shock, and his whole body was drenched in sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The platinum aristocrat who had been notified to wait at the entrance of Voldemort's manor saw his junior and good friend being carried down by his master in a daze, and hurriedly bowed respectfully with his stick: "Lord!"

"Everything in the delivery room is ready?" Voldemort raised his chin slightly to let Lucius excuse him, and walked quickly to the delivery room that had been set up earlier with Severus in his arms.

"Yes, Dr. Hall has made all the preparations." Lucius reported to Voldemort while leading the way: "Other idlers have also been transferred to work in other manors by your subordinates in your name— Now there are only Dr. Hall and the therapist you appointed to assist in the delivery in the manor."

"Very good, you've done a good job," Voldemort nodded in satisfaction, kicked open two doors inlaid with various snake decorations, and carefully carried Severus on the delivery bed.

Seeing his master, Blaise Hall and other doctors hurried over to salute.

Voldemort raised his hand to stop them, and looked around at these nervous and excited therapists with a serious expression, "I entrust my life and future to you."

"Please rest assured, Lord, we swear to you with our own magic cycle, your soul mate and heir will be safe and sound." Dr. Hall, agitated in his heart, led his colleagues to respond to his master with the same serious attitude , respectful salute to his master.

Voldemort's scarlet blood pupils locked onto Blaise Hall and the others without warning, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

Although Blaise Hall and the others felt uneasy at being cut by their master's sharp eyes like blades, they still bravely stood up their chests to meet their master's scrutiny.

"Don't disappoint my expectations." Voldemort said coldly, finally let go of the hand on Severus' waist, and took a step back.

"...Voldy, don't go!" At this moment, Severus, who was drowsy from the pain, suddenly stretched out his hand in the direction of Voldemort, his voice was full of indescribable dependence and fear!

Voldemort was shocked, and suddenly looked up in the direction of Severus!

The author has something to say: Nibbling on butterflies is really costly =3=