Royal Alchemist

Gerald smiled, but there was a chill in his eyes.

Ruskin nodded at him awkwardly, but Gerald turned a blind eye and said to Jon, "Honey, you'll catch a cold if you sleep like this."

As soon as he said the word baby, Ruskin's face changed. "He just fell asleep. Don't disturb him."

The chill in Gerald's eyes deepened. Seeing that Jon didn't respond, he directly pulled him hard: "Wake up, why are you sleeping!"

"Huh?" Jon woke up startled.

"Follow me!" Gerald pulled Jon up.

"Wait, we still have to discuss..."

Gerald clapped Ruskin's hand away: "What are you discussing? I didn't see if he was tired. I'll send him back to rest."

Jon was still half-embraced by Girod in a daze, and Ruskin could only watch the two walk away.

After walking for more than ten meters, Jon finally came to his senses: "Girod, what are you doing! Let go! My senior and I still have a project to do!"

"Do a project? Do you need this for a project?"

"what happened?"

"What's the matter? Are you ashamed to say what's the matter? He's about to kiss you!" Gerald roared.

Jon was dumbfounded by his yelling, and he dragged him for a while, but he quickly realized: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Girod said confidently, "What kind of bullshit subject, I'm not allowed to have anything to do with him after this semester is over!"

Jon was also very angry: "It's none of your business! It's inexplicable! It's none of your business who I make friends with!"

"He wants to kiss you! Are you stupid to be taken advantage of by him! What kind of thing is he, dare to kiss you!"

Jon shook off Gerald and walked in the other direction.

"Where are you going?" Gerald grabbed him with such force that he nearly broke his arm.

Jon frowned in pain: "Let go! I'll go back to the dormitory to sleep!"

Gerald looked at his back, his stomach was overwhelmed.

-

After one semester of study, when they finished their special vacation training and are about to usher in a new semester, Jon and Girod's two mothers reunited again.

The mothers were drinking tea and talking, while Gerald and Jon were in the garden.

Girod glanced at Jon who was immersed in the book, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, can you stop reading, as the host, how do you treat guests?"

If someone else was a guest, Jon would definitely take time to be with him, but Girod appeared so often that he was never considered a guest.Jon didn't even look at him: "You can drink tea if you want tea, and snacks if you want snacks."

"I don't want a snack or tea!"

"Then what do you like to do, don't bother me."

Girod rolled his eyes, pondered for a while, and dragged the chair close to Jon: "Hey, do you know how much Qiuye and Feng have become?"

"You gossip, I don't talk about it with him." Jon said disgustedly.

"Not at all?"

"He and I are only in class together, and everyone is busy at other times. Why are you asking these questions?"

"I think..." Girod leaned closer to Jon's ear, "His Royal Highness Safirol seems to be very interested in Akiba."

Jon finally looked away from the book: "What does it mean to be very interested?"

Seeing Jon's reaction, Girod immediately became interested: "Isn't Qiuye practicing fighter piloting? I often see His Highness going to check his training records. And it wasn't that everyone thought he was not selected for the Academy of Sciences before." As an observer, His Highness even went to ask Dean Zhu specifically. And... well, there are still many anyway!"

Jon was still disgusted with Girod's gossip just now, but in a blink of an eye he started gossiping too: "What are you doing, Your Highness?"

"I probed his tone, and he said that he wanted to recruit people into the Holy Legion. Didn't he always feel that it was a pity to let Qiu Ye go, but I always felt that it was more than that."

"How is that?" Jon was a little excited by what he said.

"It's just very interesting." Gerald emphasized the words "interested".

"Maybe it's because His Royal Highness Safirol had a good relationship with Qiuye at the beginning, and even participated in the competition together. I didn't expect Qiuye and Fengqi to go to the Shining Legion in the end. He was fussy?"

"It's out of the question, but if Feng Qi makes it clear that he is robbing someone from His Highness, His Highness will definitely be unhappy, right?"

"Qiu Ye knew Feng Qi before entering school, so Feng Qi is the first to come first."

"Take it easy! Why are you talking so loudly?" Gerald tensed up.

"This is my home, why are you panicking?"

"It's always good to be careful."

"You're so afraid to tell me." Jon began to dislike him again.

Girod was choked by him for a long time and couldn't speak: "I'm not afraid! It's cautious!"

"Are you going to die if you don't pretend?" Jon sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness to like autumn leaves. The royal family attaches too much importance to upstarts, so even making pies is close to them? If His Royal Highness Safirol finds a same-sex spouse , the upstarts will definitely climax!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Gerald covered his mouth, "It's interest! It's not love!"

"Umm...let it go..."

The two huddled together on a chair and almost fell to the lawn.

"Don't talk nonsense, you know?" Gerald warned.

Jon blinked his big eyes and nodded again and again.

Gerald slowly let go of his hand, Jon breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled slyly: "Oh, I didn't expect His Highness to like it..."

Before he finished speaking, Gerald rushed over, and Jon was already prepared to turn around and escape.

"You revealed His Highness's secret, you are finished, Gerald!" Jon's smile was brighter than the summer sun.

"Jon!" Gerald said angrily and anxiously.

Jon made a provocative gesture and ran towards the house.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to get something to eat, do you want strawberries or honeydew melon?" Jon called back from a distance away.

"I want to eat cherries!"

Jon grinned again and made a contemptuous gesture.

Gerald watched him run away, not even realizing that he was smiling more happily than ever.

With someone walking beside him, Girod suddenly felt a lot colder, and the afternoon sun did not give him any warmth.

He took a sip of black tea, and saw the communicator on the table beeping and then flickering non-stop - it was Jon's communicator.

He looked away, but for some unknown reason, he looked more curiously. When he saw Ruskin's name displayed on the communicator, he immediately frowned displeased.

By accident, he picked up Jon's communicator, looked around to make sure there was no one there, and clicked on the message.

Ruskin sent a message: "See you at six tonight, no problem."

It is him again!

Gerald's heart raced with tension, but an anger he had never felt before overwhelmed any other emotion.

He was still pestering Jon endlessly!What kind of mind is there!

A furious Girod edited a message without thinking: "No time!"

Putting down the communicator, Girod drank a few sips of black tea to calm down, and before he had time to think about whether this move was appropriate, Jon had returned with a large plate of cherries.

"Cherry!" Jon put the fruit plate in front of Girod.

Girod picked up a cherry, glanced at Jon secretly, and was relieved to see that he hadn't noticed the communicator at all.

Jon also played with a cherry in his hand, and he couldn't get enough of the gossip news just now: "Hey, you said Feng Qi..."

Before he finished speaking, the communicator rang again.

Gerald's heart rose to his throat in an instant, and he couldn't breathe.

Jon checked the newsletter, and Ruskin said, "Oh, that's okay, I'll make an appointment next time."

What is he saying?Jon was at a loss.

"Ahem, hey, don't look at it, what did you just want to say?" Girod went to snatch his communicator with a guilty conscience.

"Don't move." Jon turned his back and turned to the previous communication records. He found a communication and words that he hadn't seen and said. Looking at the time, it was the time when he left.

The smiling face suddenly turned cold, and Jon handed the communicator to Girod: "What is this?"

Only then did Gerald realize what a stupid thing he had done, as long as Jon moved his finger, he could see through his trick.

"What?" Gerald pretended to be stupid.

"Are you still pretending? You left information in my communicator, that is to say, you are the only one who can open it besides me. Did you send this message?" The violation of privacy made Jon extremely annoyed, "You... What's wrong with you? Why didn't you ask me for permission, why did you send me something without permission, and then said that you are not free? What do you mean?"

Girod was already angered by Ruskin, and Jon's merciless words made his anger burn to the peak: "Your subjects are over, why are you still entangled with him?"

"Entangled? The senior is my friend!"

Girod sneered: "You regard him as a friend, does he regard you as a friend? He looks at you as if he is going to eat you. Be careful, I heard that he had a boyfriend before. My friend is also from the Alchemy Department, do you really not know or pretend not to know?"

"Gerrod, don't slander others!"

"I'm worried that you will be fooled! Did I slander him? You can find out if I'm talking nonsense if you ask yourself."

"I..." Jon blushed, "What qualifications do you have to say about me? Are there not enough boys who crawled over your bed?"

"I'm just having fun!"

Jon didn't budge: "I'm just playing around too!"

Gerald was furious for a moment: "Do you really like him?"

Jon is a little inexplicable. He and Ruskin are just friends, why did they become likes?But now that the topic has progressed, he can't stop: "You don't care who I like!"

"I don't care who can?" Gerald stood up angrily and stared at Jon condescendingly.

Jon was taken aback by him at first, and then pointed at Maimang, what he said was completely unreasonable: "Your bed partner can be changed every dozen times, have I ever cared about you?"

For some reason, Gerald heard some strange meanings from his words, and couldn't grasp what it was, but his anger was miraculously extinguished.

"Go away! I don't want to see you!" Jon grabbed a handful of cherries angrily.

Girod also went to get the cherries, but before he touched them, Jon slapped them away: "Don't eat my things!"

"Okay, don't be angry, what is there to be angry about this kind of thing, I don't understand you." Gerald rarely softened his tone stiffly, but what he said was still very uncomfortable.

"I told you to go away, don't you understand?" Jon simply grabbed the fruit plate and hugged it in his arms, staring fiercely.

Girod was humiliated by the yelling, and turned his back angrily.