Claude bowed his body and approached the attic silently like a cat.
The closer I got, the clearer I heard it. It seemed that Albert and this Miss Christina were arguing about something. Miss Christina seemed to be very angry and her voice was a bit loud, but Albert's tone was very weak and a little bitter.
The feeling of pleading.
What are they arguing about?
"...You said three months, but now it's been half a year, and I'm still living in this shabby attic! Where's the suite? Every time you say you'll get me a suite, but you forget every time you get out of bed.
Clean...I'm telling you Albert, if you don't get me a suite this month, you won't be able to sleep with me in the future. At worst, I'll tell your father that you used the suite to trick me into sleeping with you.
Who will be embarrassed when you see it!"
"Dear Christina, you are my favorite. I have never wanted to lie to you. Didn't I tell you a long time ago that as soon as the lease term is up and there is a vacant house downstairs, I will let you move in.
But I can’t kick them out now that the lease is not up yet... Be good, stop making trouble, I promise to let you move into the suite as soon as possible, really, I swear I didn’t lie to you..."
"Swear, you swear, didn't Mr. Laklin's family on the third floor say they were going to move to the county town to quit their lease last time? In less than three days, a new tenant moved in! Have you ever fought for me? I still have
I was happily waiting to move into that suite, but I didn’t know until the new Mrs. Aleka brought me cookies that my family had already moved into the empty suite. How do you explain this!"
"Oh, my dear Christina, this is really not my fault. I have told my mother a long time ago not to rent out the apartment again if it has been canceled. I have friends who want to rent it. But that one on the third floor
Mr. Laklin did not cancel the lease, but transferred the room to his cousin, Mrs. Aleka, for rent. I could not interfere in this matter. Moreover, after Mrs. Aleka moved in, she signed a new lease extension agreement with my mother, and also
The rent has been increased, so there is nothing I can do..."
"You always have all kinds of excuses. I'm really blind to fall in love with you, this useless pretty boy! You can't even get a suite, and it's your own house!"
Summer will be here in two months. This shabby attic is as hot as a steamer. The bathroom only has a toilet, not even a bathtub. To wash your face, you have to get water from the public cleaning pool in the corridor on the third floor! Someone else gets the water from there.
Mopping the floor, I take the water from there to wash my face and take a bath. I have had enough these days!
Albert, let me tell you, if I give you another two months, if you still let me live in this shabby attic, I will make your affair with me public. At worst, I will leave this shabby town and such a big kingdom.
There are plenty of places to go, but it’s not me who’s embarrassed anyway…”
"I promise! I promise you, my dear Christina, I will definitely get you an apartment within two months. Even if there is no vacant house here, I will find one for you elsewhere in the town.
…”
"To put it nicely, are there any houses in Bailu Town that are better than your apartment? Houses with running water and clean bathrooms have been rented out long ago. You will make any promises just to get into my bed.
He went down, turned around, picked up his pants and denied it again...I warned you, if you don't get the house, don't blame me for exposing you and me!"
"I will definitely get you a good house. Believe me, dear Christina, I already have a clue. If you wait a while, I will give you a surprise."
"Really? What about the rent?"
"I'm in and I'm out, you don't have to worry about anything, just hold it in your arms and wait for you to move into a good house."
"Come on, don't be angry. Look, Christina, this is the lucky bracelet I went to the Temple of the Moon to ask for for you. The priest said this is a bracelet blessed by the Moon God. As long as you wear it, it will bring good luck.
I spent a lot of money to get this..."
"Okay, don't fool me with these worthless things. I'm not one of those 17 or 18-year-old little girls who will believe your nonsense. There's also a lucky bracelet. I'm really unlucky to know you.
When you go to bed with me, I'm always cheating on you, when will you give me some real jewelry..."
"Dear, don't say that. Although I didn't buy you any jewelry, I bought you two skirts and a coat last month, which almost cost me all my salary..."
Well, now Claude finally knows where Albert's monthly salary is spent.
"Without jewelry, what's the point of looking good in my clothes and skirts? The last time our Chamber of Commerce held a dance, I felt so embarrassed that I didn't even have a single piece of jewelry. Do you know the feeling of being naked on your neck?"
Claude then heard Albert swear that the next time he went to the county with Sir Fox, he would bring back some jewelry as a gift for dear Miss Christina...
Next, the next thing is inappropriate for children. First there are sounds of gnawing and tearing clothes in the attic, and soon there are sounds of men having sex and women making love...
While walking quietly to his attic, Claude was thinking about a question: How did Albert get hooked up with Miss Christina? It seemed like it had been a long time, at least more than half a year. If not,
Tonight I went up to the roof to bask in the moonlight and heard the quarrel between them. Maybe this secret will continue to be hidden...
Little Claude, the owner of this body before time travel, seems to have met this Miss Christina several times. Although he has never spoken to her, he left a deep impression on her. She has big breasts and fat buttocks, a curvy front and back, and she is tall.
Tall, fair-skinned, and with blond hair and red lips, she is indeed a sexy beauty, and she attracts the attention of men when she walks on the street.
In addition, my mother’s gossip about Miss Christina not looking like a serious woman is also well-founded. First, there are rumors that she has some entanglements with the boss of the trading company where she works.
, the boss had no choice but to let her work at the branch in Bailu Town.
Secondly, Miss Christina's behavior does not look like that of a well-educated family. Claude has confirmed this just now. No lady would call herself my mother.
But what makes Claude admire is his cheap brother. He doesn’t know how he managed to pick up such a beautiful woman. Although he is too mature and sophisticated, he is not someone that ordinary men can easily seduce. This is really a bit confusing.
Awesome.
You must know that Miss Christina is almost twenty-seven years old, and Albert is only twenty years old, a full seven years apart. In this situation, Claude is not sure whether he should say that Albert is a concubine or that Christie
Miss Na likes chickens, and the relationship between the two is really a mess.
Claude was also an old driver in his previous life and had rich experience. From the conversation between the two of them just now, we can naturally find that although Miss Christina is angry and blaming her all the time, Albert can handle it with ease and let Christina know it in just a few words.
The young lady changed her mind and allowed herself to get what she wanted.
The problem is that Albert is only twenty years old. Where did he learn these methods of dealing with women? Just like he kept cursing and swearing just now, none of them can be implemented. They are just words.
As for what he said about spending money to buy clothes for Miss Christina, it is normal from the perspective of an experienced driver. You always have to spend money to pick up girls. If you want to pick up girls, it is a waste to spend money on them.
Forget it, it's none of my business. No matter where Albert learned these sweet words, he might be short on a square inch or strong on an inch. Maybe his talent lies entirely in picking up girls.
Claude weighed it up in his mind. Knowing the secret of Albert and Miss Christina's hookup seemed to be of little benefit to him. At most, it could only be used to intimidate him during future quarrels to see if he would get angry and angry.
Come up and give yourself another beating...
Claude had thought about using this secret to blackmail Albert and extract some money from him to pay off the debt of one silver thaler and three riaso that he had borne, but he gave up quickly.
This plan.
Because of Albert's stingy nature, he was not afraid that this matter would get out of hand and his parents would know about it. All he cared about was the money in his hand. So it was impossible for him to agree to give Claude money. On the contrary, the matter got out of hand.
Although he felt uncomfortable, Claude would lose even more points in front of his parents. Who asked him to blackmail his eldest brother...
In addition, the only people who would be embarrassed if this matter really got into trouble would be the Morsans. They would care about this face. Albert, on the other hand, would be fine. Maybe many people would envy him because he ate it at such a young age.
Such a delicious, ripe peach…
Forget it, for the sake of your parents, let this guy go. After all, they are the biological parents of this body. They don’t look at the monk’s face but the Buddha’s face. Even if the time traveler is a child, he must show some filial piety. It’s not necessary.
My parents are embarrassed and angry because of this thing...
For Claude now, the hookup between Albert and Miss Christina is not important. The most important thing is to reveal the secret of the magic book. There is no one in the study on the second floor, and all the carriages in front of the house have left.
Now, you can go down and get the Ancient Hertzian dictionary. You must at least unlock the secrets of the first two pages tonight.
He walked down the stairs slowly and quietly with bare feet. Even though Claude had tried his best to tread lightly, the wooden stairs still made a "squeaking" sound.
Fortunately, Mr. Morsant drank a little more wine at the dinner party tonight, and discussed important matters with everyone in the study for a long time. He was very nervous, so after seeing off the guests, he fell asleep and slept well.
It's relatively heavy. As for my mother, she has worked hard all night and now she has fallen into a sweet dream.
Albert was not on the second floor, and was sleeping with Miss Christina in the attic next door. Claude opened his bedroom door without any scruples, took down the empty oil can of the oil lamp and his
After changing the full oil can, I went to the study to get a dictionary, and then sneaked back into the attic like a thief.
Close the door, light the oil lamp, and hang the blanket on the bed on the door frame, thus covering the light of the oil lamp coming from the crack in the door. Even if my father wakes up in the middle of the night to go to the convenience store or goes downstairs to get water, he will not notice it.
There's still a light on in the attic...
Everything was ready, all that was needed was the east wind. But when Claude sat at the table and was about to start deciphering the dark blue ancient Hertzian words on the magic recipe, a question suddenly occurred to him.
Just now, when I checked how many pages of this magic recipe book would change, I checked ten pages, and then on the eleventh page, my mental energy was exhausted and I fell into darkness and my body lost control. It should have taken about half an hour, that is to say
, my own mental strength can only last so long at most.
If I put my mental power on this magic recipe book while deciphering those ancient Hertzian words, then I would have to spend more than half an hour on the first page alone, not to mention that I look normal now.
After such a long period of moonlight, it is unknown how much mental strength has been restored.
Although this world has magic, it is not a game world after all. I am now a living person, not an NPC or a created character in the game. I can see red health bars and blue mana bars.
I've already had a lesson that drained my mental energy. I can't recover that quickly. Maybe it won't even take half an hour. I have to think of some way to solve this problem.
Claude anxiously walked around the attic. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. He raised his hand and gave himself a slap. He was so stupid. Why did he have to decipher the magic recipes and copy these ancient Hertzian words first?
Can't you just look up the dictionary slowly? There are only a few lines on the first page. I think it will take less than ten minutes to copy them. I guess my current mental strength is enough...
Just do it. Claude first concentrated on copying all the changed ancient Hertzian characters onto white paper. After copying one page, he climbed out of the attic and went to the roof to bask in the moonlight for half an hour, and then came back to continue copying the next page.
Page.
It wasn't until the time scale on the hourglass showed that it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night. At this time, Claude felt extremely tired and the moonlight seemed to have no effect. Then he casually packed up the things on the desk.