Chapter Forty-Seven: I don't learn well at a young age, I only know how to rub wontons
Of the three people in Jeremy's room now, the youngest is Jeremy, but now Roy and Ainabel are dominated by him.
"I can't believe I'll be at the behest of someone younger than me one day, but it doesn't matter, what are you going to do next?
Roy teased Jeremy's age before asking seriously.
"It's certainly not an easy thing to do. ”
After Jeremy finished speaking, he dragged out a box under his bed, which contained a lot of messy things, information papers were arranged haphazardly, and some daily necessities were also in it.
What Roy and Ainabel couldn't tolerate the most was that there was a pair of socks stuffed with something stuffed in them and a pile of crumpled white paper.
"Hey...... Since you have the information in it, don't put anything else. ”
Roy said angrily, pointing to the box.
"And why do you even put your socks in there!
Ainabel was even more disgusted.
Jeremy hurriedly said, "What socks, you are wrong!"
"Wrong about your size! I can't see such a conspicuous pair of socks unless I'm blind, and what kind of white stuff are they, crumpled paper? Couldn't it be a wonton? Who are you fantasizing about making a wonton in this cramped room!
"Twelve-year-old boy doesn't study well at all!! Your body at your age, making a large number of wontons is very bad for your body! You shouldn't have kidney deficiency at a young age, right?"
"Who!!Who are you talking about! I don't know you at all!"
Although Jeremy couldn't understand what Roy was talking about, as soon as he heard Roy's specific description of the wonton later, as a boy, he instantly understood what Roy was trying to express.
"How could I possibly make the kind of wonton you said!!What the hell is going on in your head!!We're getting down to business now!!How about getting down to business!!!Give me something serious!!!"
After saying that, in order to prevent Roy from holding on to the crumpled pieces of paper, Jeremy quickly pulled out a piece of paper from the box and kicked the box under the bed.
"Then you explain to me what those crumpled blank sheets of paper are?"
Roy pointed to the box under the bed, as if he had broken the casserole and asked what was going on.
Jeremy suddenly said in shame, "Give me enough to stop!
After saying that, Jeremy directly spread the paper in his hand on the bed, but as soon as the paper was opened, Ainabel screamed.
"Ahh
Roy's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Wow!!You have such a hot thing!!The twelve-year-old boy is really full of impulsive age!!Oh!!The golden holy light blooms out!!"
Jeremy also came back from his stunned state at this time, his face instantly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, he quickly put away the spread paper again, and hurriedly shouted: "No, no, no!!
"Who are you fooling!!Sure enough, those things are the wontons you made!!"
Jeremy didn't have the heart to defend himself at the moment, he hurriedly put the yellow picture in his hand back into the box under the bed, and then this time, he rummaged through it carefully until he confirmed that he had not taken it wrong, and then put the box back again.
Seeing that he was holding a roll of paper in his hand again, Ainabel said in disgust: "This can't be another kind of picture, right?Jeremy, I really misread you, you actually have such a hobby!!"
"Oh no!!"
Jeremy yelled angrily, and then hurriedly spread out the drawings in his hand, and when the drawings were rolled out, Ainabel subconsciously turned her head, lest she see any disgusting pictures.
But soon, Ainabel turned her head to look again, and found that this piece of paper did not draw those inappropriate things for children that she had seen before, but various analytical drawings of a building, including floor plans, elevations, and sections, which were very serious.
Seeing this, Ainabel finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she turned her head to look at Roy inadvertently, she found a trace of regret flashing in Roy's eyes.
Ainabel suddenly raised her hand angrily and gave Roy a head to the head.
"Bang!!"
"Why are you beating me!"
Roy suddenly cried out in pain.
"What the hell are you sorry for!!Are you also a pervert!!Roy!"
Ainabel angrily accused.
As soon as he heard Ainabel say this, Roy instantly gave up the idea of arguing with Ainabel, and immediately changed the subject: "Talking about business, getting down to business, Jeremy took out a terrible thing, I guess it's Cotton's home." ”
"Don't change the subject, hey!!"
A few minutes later, all three of them were crammed into Jeremy's bed, studying the drawing in front of them.
Roy was right, it was indeed Cotton's home.
Jeremy, you guy is really terrible, did you really just fight with Cotton for a year? How do I feel like you've been fighting with him for hundreds of years in your previous life, you can't be like a pervert every day to draw this drawing?"
Roy was suspicious that Jeremy had done just that.
"How is this possible!!Give me a good look at the drawings!!"
Jeremy interrupted Roy's nonsense angrily, and then pointed to the drawings and said, "This is Cotton's home, the situation in his house is not complicated, if it is just a simple sneak in, it is not troublesome." ”
"So what's the problem?"
As soon as Roy heard what Jeremy had to say, he asked directly.
"As the president of the Magicians' Guild, Cotton is well-versed in all kinds of patterns, including trap patterns. By the way, Roy, you know the Trap Pattern, right? I was able to infiltrate your workshop to rescue you, and I fell for the Trap Pattern you set up. ”
Jeremy turned his head to look at Roy and said, Roy nodded, but quickly looked at Jeremy with a wicked smile and said, "You also fell for the trap magic pattern I set, how is it, how do you feel? Give me some advice, and I will improve it in the future." ”
As soon as he heard Roy mention this, Jeremy subconsciously shrank the chrysanthemum, and when he saw Roy laughing like that, he suddenly became angry.
But if he admits that he was injured in the first place, won't Roy have to take advantage of it?
So Jeremy sneered and said very arrogantly: "That level of trap pattern, do you think you can hurt me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Moore walked in with the ointment at this time and said casually: "Boss, it's time to apply the medicine, the wound you were injured by Roy's trap demon pattern last time will have to be applied for a few days to get better." ”
“......”
The scene was very awkward for a while.