Royal Alchemist

Girod forced a smile: "What are you talking about, come here quickly and we will be number one."

Jon didn't speak at all, still hesitating in his heart, Girod performed well throughout the whole process today, or just forget it and find a chance to punish him later?

But Girod was annoyed seeing him dawdling: "Jon, what are you doing, come here quickly! Don't make me angry!"

If Gerald begged for a few more soft words, Jon would definitely soften his heart, but as soon as these words came out, Jon's anger was ignited first, and instead of stepping forward, he retreated a long way: "I If you don’t come here, what can you do with me?”

"Jon, what do you mean?"

"I can't walk anymore, what's the matter?"

The radar alerted that a fighter plane was approaching, and Girod became even more anxious. The aroused competitive spirit was about to be hit, which was unacceptable to any young man with a fresh blood.

"Jon! What are you making a fuss about? Come here quickly and I won't bother with you!" Girod's persuasion was weak and annoying.

How could the arrogant Jon stand his tone: "What am I doing? You know what you did on my cousin's bed!"

It was only then that Gerald realized that Jon hadn't forgiven him at all, but was holding his breath here to vent.

The approaching fighter plane was close enough to be recognizable, it was Theodore and his friends, and Theodore gave Girod and Jon a blank look, approaching the finish line.

"That's a misunderstanding!" Gerald roared, "Come here!"

"You scum! If I expose it, I will make a misunderstanding, Girod, do you think I am a fool?"

The No.1 that was finally obtained was gone. When Theodore crossed the finish line, Girod seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows.

"Jon, don't go too far!"

"How dare you yell at me!" Jon yelled at him not to be outdone.

Another group of players soon appeared nearby.

"I said I took the wrong room! I'm not interested in your cousin!"

"How can there be such a hypocrite like you in this world?"

When the second group crossed the finish line, Girod was on the verge of breaking down.

"Jon, get the hell out of here!"

"What if I don't come over? I won't pass the line! I won't let you win! Are you killing me?" Jon wriggled while provoking.

Girod smashed the console: "Is this what you wanted to do when you came to me to form a team!"

"Oh, you found it! You are so clever, Mr. Gerald Lennon!"

The third group of players flew closer, this time it was Qiao En's good friend Qiu Ye and his boyfriend Feng Qi.

"Jon!" Qiu Ye greeted enthusiastically.

"Cross the line, you are No.3!" Jon happily blew a kiss.

Gerald was completely insane.

The fourth pair, the fifth pair, and the sixth pair, when countless fighters crossed the finish line, Girod experienced rage to heartache, and finally despaired and speechless, sitting silently outside the finish line.

The No.1 he got was messed up like this. Although he didn't care much about winning or losing, he was still extremely depressed because of such a weird loss.

In the end, Jon was also tired from playing, and he was too lazy to stay in the fighter plane to waste with him, so he walked slowly past the finish line and looked at Girod proudly.

The two returned to the base in a short barge. Jon looked happy and satisfied, but he was too lazy to care about others, while Girod looked like a wilted eggplant.

After the anger dissipated, Girod repeatedly reviewed himself. Although he felt wronged and couldn't tell Jon what to say, he still hugged his younger brother first, or let him win this time. Once, don't care about him?

Jon was smug on the surface, but also a little uncomfortable in his heart.Girod worked his life out for this competition, and he saw it all. Now it was all ruined. Seeing Girod's sullen look, wouldn't it be too much?

The two had their own concerns, and Girod finally decided to take a step back. He raised a hand and patted the back of Jon's head: "Jon, this time I will..."

I don't know if he hit too hard or the angle was wrong. The slap made Jon stagger and almost fell. Jon, who was still thinking about whether to forgive him, was suddenly slapped by him, and the anger that had just been extinguished Suddenly popped up again: "Girod, you still dare to hit me!"

It was snowing in June, and Girod wronged him: "I don't have one!"

"You're courting death!" Jon punched heavily.

"Ah!" Gerald covered his eyes and fell to the ground.

Gerald broke down. He had never been wronged to this extent, and he couldn't explain it.

When he returned to the base with his eyes covered and his head bowed, Safirol looked at him in surprise: "Girrod, what happened to your face?"

Gerald turned his face away without saying a word.

"I see that you went smoothly in the middle of the race, why did you finish the race so late?"

"Forget it!"

"Your face...could it be Jon..." Who would dare to hit the handsome young master of Lennon's family?After much deliberation, it seems that Jon is the only one.

"Don't mention it!" Gerald was ashamed and angrily.

Several friends gathered around and yelled at Gerald's face, watching the excitement was no big deal.

Sapphirol was a little more kind, and smiled silently, trying not to irritate this friend.

"How did you mess with Jon again?" Safirol asked with a smile.

Gerald hid his face behind the wine glass: "I said I didn't do anything at all, would you believe me?"

The Star Labyrinth event was followed by an Independence Day dinner, where Academy students celebrated the annual event with glasses of wine.

Gerald's eyes were still throbbing, but his eyes couldn't help but look for Jon.

Jon was standing under a palm tree, laughing and chatting with people.

Girod looked at Jon, even though he had just been teased by him, even if he was punched by him, he still couldn't help not looking at him, his smile, his clever eyes, what kind of magic power did he have to attract his eyes ?

He suddenly remembered that someone once told him: Whether you like someone or not depends on how often you pay attention to that person. If you think about that person all the time, you are definitely in love.

fall in love?Gerald's heart skipped a beat.How can it be?I must be crazy?How could I fall in love with him?This unreasonable, violent guy!Shouldn't I like the gentle, pleasant, obedient type?There must be something wrong!

Ruskin walked up to Jon, and the two said something, and they smiled and clinked glasses.

It's him again!Girod immediately sank his face, and when he realized it, he found that he had got up and walked over.

Jon was having a good time chatting with someone, and he punched Gerald hard, which made him feel refreshed.

"For the empire!" A person beside him handed over a wine glass.

"Senior Ruskin." Jon nodded politely and clinked glasses with him.

"Today you……"

Before finishing a sentence, Jon felt his hand sink and was pulled away.

"Girod!" Jon yelled angrily.

It's him again!Still him!Always him!

Gerald dragged him away without looking back, with a deep and muffled voice: "Yes, it's me!"

Dragging the person straight to the corridor where people avoid people, Gerald didn't know what was wrong, he held back his stomach, and it didn't look like anger, but he just wanted to vent.

"Haven't you learned your lesson yet, and still want to get punched by me? I..."

Girod exploded, throwing Jon against the wall.

Jon's back hurt, and before he could recover, his jaw was lifted abruptly, and his hot lips were pressed down.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together, the teeth hurt his lips, the tongue aggressively pried open his teeth, invaded his mouth, and stirred his tongue, it was hard to tell whether he was biting or kissing for a moment.

Gerald was stunned, he didn't know what he was doing, he didn't know why he dragged the man here and kissed like this, he just knew that he just wanted to do this at this moment.

Jon was also stunned. He didn't expect Gerald's actions at all. He didn't expect that after a day of trouble, his counterattack turned out to be a kiss.

None of them thought that what was waiting for them in the end was a passionate kiss, but none of them wanted to stop the kiss and continued the entanglement of lips and tongues.

Hot, fanatical, and desperate, for a long time, until both of them could not breathe, they slowly separated.

Jon's mind was blank, and his breath was full of his breath.

Gerald licked his lips blankly, it was so sweet, are his lips made of honey?

"You, what are you doing?" Jon asked in an unsteady voice.

"I..." Gerald was stunned.

Jon pushed him away violently, and Gerald staggered a few steps.

It's so confusing!Everything is messed up!

The two stared at each other in astonishment. This kiss was a huge shock to both of them.

In the end, it seemed that Gerald regained some sanity first.

"I'm not interested in your cousin!" Gerald vowed, interpreting it with actions.

Jon couldn't turn his mind: "You kiss me?"

Snapped!

A huge firework exploded outside the window, dazzling against the backdrop of the night, and the gorgeous firework confused people's eyes.

There's even a fireworks show?The dull-brained two stared out the window blankly.

clap clap!

Colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky one after another, and the momentary brilliance was gorgeous, and the changing light and shadow reflected on their faces.

Their thoughts were once again disturbed by this gorgeous moment. Before they could react, the two hugged each other again, their lips pressed together again, entangled with selflessness.

If the previous kiss was a spur of the moment, what was this one?

At this moment, there is only one sentence in Gerald's mind: I heard that you are my wife.

The two were enveloped in the thrilling beauty, feeling each other's warmth, they knew that something was different.As for why this happened and what to do in the future, they didn't think much about it.