Malfoy’s lips curled into a faint, characteristic smirk of ingrained arrogance, yet when he looked at Lin Shu, a hint of imperceptible tenderness softened his gaze.
Lin Shu nodded slightly, though her heart could not help but race. After all, spending Christmas at the Malfoy Manor was a marvelous journey into the unknown. She could not help but feel a mix of anticipation and nerves.
Draco seemed to see right through her. He sighed with theatrical exaggeration. "Merlin’s beard, Shu! If you stay this nervous, I’ll start to suspect you think my home is a den of lions and tigers." He pulled a face, looking like a completely different person from the slightly haughty Malfoy she knew at school.
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