Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay walked in and taught Zayne patiently. "This is the sterilizer, this is the dishwasher, coffee machine, juicer..." Then explained their functions to Zayne.

Zayne looked speechlessly at Jay, complaining," Brother Jay, if you have the time to explain their functions to me, why don't you just operate them and cook us a meal instead?"

Jay sneered. "If I teach you, then I will never have to do it again."

Zayne scratched the back of his head and let out a burst of annoying laughter. "But I can't remember a single thing you taught me."

Jay's complexion darkened instantly. "Are you an idiot?"

Zayne protested loudly, "The brain of a straight-A student like you has always worked differently from ours. You can pick up something after taking just one look at it but we need to look at it over and over again. And when we finally memorize it, it will only take us seconds to forget it. Do you even understand the pain that we straight-D students go through?"

He then put on a posture that seemed to say, 'I am a straight-D student. I don't know how to do this, so

and stared arrogantly

into a mesmerizing smile. "I don't believe

in a calm and unruffled manner. "You think you can impose such unfair conditions on me just because Angeline is on your side?" Jay's dull eyes gleamed brightly while his shrewdness as a businessman glowed brilliantly when he said, "If that's the case, let's go

"What do you mean?"

me rent and half of the utility bill. Our daily necessities will be separated as well. We also happen to have two kitchens in our house. You can choose either one of the kitchens, how's that?" Jay said. Zayne thought for a while. At least he could do half the amount of housework he was assigned with this way, hence he nodded in

suggest that you learn how to prepare meals for pregnant ladies and new mothers or your

saliva. "Who says I'm short and

hence the son will be shorter

a sharp tongue. "If you don't want your son to be inferior to Jens and Baby Robbie

his

brought them to the other

so furious his lungs were about to explode. He placed his hands on his hips,

and stout? He'll just be a tad shorter than your son, okay? How can you say that he's inferior?" Then, seemingly realizing something,