I Don't Want to Be Kept in Captivity by the Holy Maiden

As he said that, Lei Meng waved his right hand, and the door closed. Seeing this, Adeline gave Lei Meng a hard look, and quietly released a sound-proof magic with her right hand.

Massage...it will definitely take longer.

After the massage until dark, after dinner, Raymond put his arms around Adeline, told Adeline a few stories, and then went to massage again.

It was like this for several days. During the day, Adeline attended classes, and Raymond chatted with residents in the small town of Harlem. At night, Raymond and Adeline discussed literature and art.

I had a fulfilling life too.

It would be even better if Adeline could not ask him to make hot pot every day. Ever since she ate a hot pot meal that day, Adeline has become obsessed with hot pot. Not only Adeline, but even some residents in the town After eating, I was also hooked.

Then, within a few days, hot pot became a favorite meal for everyone in the small town of Harlem.

As for Lei Meng, it was miserable. He had eaten hot pot for several days, but now he felt disgusted by the smell of hot pot.

Adeline also teased him with a smile, asking if he was pregnant.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Raymond had been in the small town of Harlem for more than a month.

In the past month or so, Raymond has thoroughly become acquainted with the residents of Harlem Town, and his imagination has also undergone a great change in this month.

A month ago, he was a handsome young man, and a month later, he was a scruffy young man in short sleeves, shorts, and flip flops, even with a beard.

"Old Ram, three are missing and one is missing, are you coming?"

On the streets of Harlem Township, Raymond, wearing flip-flops and holding a piece of dogtail grass, was sitting on a stone chair and shouted at Old Ram who was in the fruit shop opposite.

Half a month ago, Raymond, who had nothing to do, came up with mahjong and told the residents of the small town of Harlem how to play it. Now, there are mahjong on the four streets of Harlem town. When it's time, find someone to rub a few hands.

Pass time.

"Hey! Raymond, are you still playing? Aren't you afraid that Sister Adeline won't let you eat tonight?" Old Ram casually picked up a red apple from his fruit stand and threw it to Raymond, laughing and teasing Raymond. Mongolian.

boom.

Lei Meng caught the apple, wiped it with his hands, took a bite of Kacha, and said while eating, "Don't talk nonsense, today I will win the durian king at your fruit stand, let's fight."

"Come on, in less than half a month, you lost all your jerseys and still played. Seriously, Raymond, your poker skills are really bad, and the mahjong game is obviously handed over to you." Ours, how can your technology be so bad?"

Click!

Lei Meng took another bite of the apple, and said with disdain, "That's because I don't want to bully you, come on, come on, I want a volume three today!"

"Stop bragging, Raymond." This time it was Bobby, the blacksmith in the small town of Harlem.

"Huh? I'm bragging? Come on, Bobby, if I win today, how about I get that new kitchen knife from your blacksmith shop?"

"What do you do if you lose?"

"How about passing on a new blacksmithing technique to you?"

"Come to fight!"

Old Ram ran out of the fruit stand in a hurry and sat in the seat that belonged to him.

Seeing this scene, Lao Lamu's wife laughed and cursed, washed some fruits, and put them aside for them to eat while beating.

The sun is not dry, the breeze is just right, and Raymond is very comfortable.

ps: Well, well, I wish the big guys happy, start preparing for the new book, the introduction, the name of the protagonist, etc., start preparing, I hope it doesn't hit the street!Gods bless!

Chapter 384 Raymond, have you heard of the legend of the evil dragon?

Raymond made mahjong just to pass the time, Adeline imparted knowledge to the children in the small town, and besides fishing and drinking tea to cultivate their sentiments, he just played mahjong and took the residents of the small town to play this relaxing game Games.

Gambling can't be said, winning and losing are all small things, such as fruit, chicken, duck and fish, etc. Even if you win occasionally, the betting amount is only three copper coins.

It's just meaning, no one will take playing mahjong as a serious business.

There is one thing that makes Lei Meng very depressed, that is, mahjong is obviously invented by him, but he rarely wins. It is no exaggeration to say that if he plays mahjong ten times, he can win once. .

He suspected that there was a god secretly messing with him, otherwise, with his poker playing skills, it would be absolutely impossible for him to lose nine out of ten bets.

The gods are too stingy, maybe they still hate him for inviting the gods, and today is no exception, playing mahjong...he lost again...the kitchen knife didn't win, but he contributed another set of blacksmithing skills.

"Ahhh, stop playing, stop playing, if I continue to play, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but flip the table."

After the last hand, Raymond scratched the hair on his head and let out a painful muffled roar. He kept losing, and the game experience was not good at all.

Pushing the card away, Raymond casually picked up an apple and ate it. Bobby and Old Ram laughed. A month ago, they thought it must be difficult for Raymond, a noble man with a whole body of money. After getting along for half a month, they realized how wrong their initial thoughts were.

Lei Meng was not difficult to get along with at all, on the contrary, he got along very well with him. The children in the town also liked Lei Meng very much. They liked to listen to Lei Meng tell stories, and they also liked to pester Lei Meng to teach them martial arts.

There are even quite a few half-grown little girls who say they want to marry Raymond when they grow up.

This shows that Raymond is more likable in Harlem.

"Hey, Raymond, your luck is too bad. If I didn't know that you are a good person, I would have wondered if you offended the gods, which made your own luck so bad."

Old Ram smoked his pipe and laughed and teased Raymond.

"How come, you may not believe me when I tell you, but in fact, the gods like me quite a lot."

"Hahahaha, I just like to hear you bragging, okay, let's not talk about this, Raymond, are you married to Sister Adeline?" Bobby laughed and exposed the topic of Raymond's constant loss in playing mahjong.

"Not yet. I want to marry Adeline as soon as possible, but Adeline doesn't agree, and I can't help it. Wait, when she is willing, we will get married."

Raymond ate the apple, and smiled at Bobby, Old Ram, and Delin.