Artie’s SpongeBob bandage is waterproof, so if sealed properly, Sumr Fairmont can continue cooking without any issue.
If there’s a gap, the effectiveness of the waterproof bandage won’t be very strong.
Sean Lowell was unsatisfied with his handiwork, just thinking about tearing it off and replacing it when he received a "thanks" from Sumr Fairmont.
A simple two words, in a mild tone, with no expression on her face, yet Sean Lowell felt a peculiar sense of warmth.
Before Sean Lowell could organize his words, Artie was already unhappy: "Ah Sumr, Artie said every sentence should be at least three words, how can Sumr violate the rules from the start? If it happens again, Artie will have to punish you, okay."
"Thanks, a lot." Sumr Fairmont thought for a mont and added a aningless word after thanks.
"Ah Sumr, you are truly incredibly amazing in the universe. Uh... Master Sean Lowell, do you need Winters Ambassador to help you back to bed? You had difficulty even getting up to drink porridge just now, how did the Ambassador not notice the Master slipped out on his own, you really are super naughty in the universe."
As Artie spoke, he began to support Sean Lowell.
No experience in caring for others, Artie pulled Sean Lowell’s arm onto his shoulder without a second thought, directly hugging the injured person’s waist, completely oblivious that Sean Lowell’s injuries were all on his back.
The Devilish Lolita perfectly demonstrated what it ans to be more of a nuisance than help.
The Master who could originally maintain a normal standing position was nearly toppled to the ground by the Ambassador’s "rescue."
Gordon Sterling hurried over to pull Sean Lowell up from the front: "What else can you do except causing trouble?"
Gordo, anxious without a target to vent his frustration, quickly found one.
"I’m fine, can walk on my own, don’t be angry, and don’t fiercly criticize Winters Ambassador," Sean Lowell caught his breath and began to ease the tension between Gordon Sterling and Artie.
Perhaps it was the first eting, seeing Artie pour tea over Sean Lowell from the start, Gordon Sterling imdiately categorized Artie as soone to keep a close watch on and not allow near.
When Gordon Sterling was finding a security company for Sean Lowell, he specifically added Artie and the Rowdy Fan Alliance’s series of fans with crazy behaviors to the folder of objects requiring "special attention."
Gordon Sterling’s disdain for Artie was very serious.
But holding Sean Lowell by the armpit wasn’t exactly an "effective" support either.
Since Sean Lowell could carry the dicine box out by himself, he certainly could carry it back on his own.
Artie and Gordon Sterling, with their left and right supports, provided no aningful support to Sean Lowell whatsoever.
Sean Lowell’s originally sowhat relaxed complexion suddenly turned pale again.
Sumr Fairmont ca out of the kitchen, walked to the front of Gordon Sterling, and without saying a word, just looked at him.
Like a dragon in front of Artie, Gordon Sterling turned into a worm in front of Sumr Fairmont.
Artie and Gordon Sterling simultaneously "let go of" Sean Lowell.
Sumr Fairmont stood directly in front of Sean Lowell, eyes on the floor, extended her hands low like crutch handles towards Sean Lowell.
Sean Lowell hesitated a bit, no more than a second, and placed his hands on Sumr Fairmont’s offered "crutches."
"Follow my instruction, move your left leg then right, let know if you can’t follow the rhythm."
Sumr Fairmont instructed Sean Lowell to follow her, stepping left first then right, and if her pace was too quick, to inform her.
In less than half a minute, Sumr Fairmont guided Sean Lowell back to the room, watched him lie comfortably on the bed, and only then turned to close the door and returned to the kitchen.
The remaining three stood quietly for a while.
"Today’s Sumr is indeed a bit different towards Master Sean Lowell~" Artie’s words this ti had no repeating words, no teasing, with a tone full of intrigue.
Sumr Fairmont glanced at Artie, remained silent for at least five seconds before briefly explaining: "I’m hurt."
Even if upgraded from two-word phrases to three-word phrases, Sumr Fairmont remained as concise as ever.
"If Sumr likes Master Sean Lowell, just tell Artie okay, if it’s Sumr, Artie could even share the Master you know."
Artie said he didn’t mind, but his words clearly showed he did mind.
For soone supposedly "not minding," the words "even share" seed to imply Master Sean Lowell was already possessed by the Winters Ambassador.
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