Chapter 915: Photography Rotom Departs

Outside the house, Lin Jing and her two Pokémon looked at each other.

"Leo Leo..." (This guy is crazy. He has the key but still wants to go through the window...)"

After watching what just happened, Riolu said that he was even more confused about some human behaviors.

"Awooo... (Maybe this is what Jing once said about the diversity of human species...)"

"Hey, hey, what do you mean by looking at me when you say that?"

Seeing the Windspeed Hound turning its head towards him, Lin Jing grabbed its face and started to beat it.

Obviously, he usually wanted to remind everyone that sometimes humans are complicated and there are liars and bad people, but now he felt deeply offended.

"Woo woo~ (No, there's nothing~)"

Although its mouth was a little deformed, Windy Dog still tried its best to reply.

"Really, I just rushed out without saying anything.

But Xiao Mao is really something, he even has the key but still does such a thing..."

With no intention of pursuing the matter further for the time being, Lin Jing looked up at the house again.

This time, he unexpectedly discovered some of Xiaomao's personality traits that he had never seen before.

(?_?)Wait... why does this house look familiar? !

Seems to be...

Meanwhile, the interior of the house

After simply brushing off the dust on his body and skillfully tidying up his clothes and hair in the bathroom, Xiao Mao had already arrived on the second floor of the room.

Click~

The door handle turned gently, and through the gap, I could vaguely see the Poké Ball split into two halves and a small Pidgeot on the ground.

No, if you look closely it looks like a Poké Ball-shaped Bobo clock.

I don’t know what kind of torture it has gone through to be scattered all over the ground.

And at the farthest point from the door, there was a green and yellow mass lying there with its arms and legs spread out.

"This guy... I knew it..."

After confirming the situation inside the room, Xiao Mao directly opened the door and walked slowly into the room.

He didn't try to lighten his footsteps on purpose.

Because he knew that ordinary means would not work to wake this idiot up when he was asleep.

As for the reason...

Haha...guess how he knew?

Xiao Mao poked the face of the guy lying on the bed, and his face was still full of anger.

"Damn it! I got up early in the morning and waited for you for an hour. I even spent more than half an hour walking from the mountain to here, and you were still sleeping so soundly!"

Pull --- loosen --- stretch ----

pat~

Zzzzz-----

Xiaozhi's face, which had been stretched a little, bounced back again, but it seemed that all this was completely useless.

“I knew it would be like this...

Fortunately, I was prepared. "

As Xiao Mao spoke, he put on a dark face, and his left hand behind his back slowly moved out.

Dangdangdangdang~

A glass filled with water

"Hehe, this is your punishment for breaking your promise and causing me to be treated as a thief just now!"

Looking at the cup of water dangling in his hand, Xiao Mao seemed to have already thought of the fun that was about to come.

Scratch~

Clear water droplets cut through the sky, and even formed a small rainbow with the light shining in from the window.

"Wow!!!"

Well... unfortunately, an abrupt voice broke the beauty of the moment.

"Xiao Mao!!! What are you doing!!!"

“Hey hey! Stupid Xiaozhi, you’re still late and wet the bed even at your age!

Do you still want to be a Pokémon master? "

"It's obviously you who did it again!!!"

Outside the house, listening to the deafening noise coming from the second floor, Lin Jing didn't know what to say for a moment.

How should I put it...so much information.

This is Xiaozhi's home...

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem surprising that Xiaomao has the location of Xiaozhi's house key. After all, Professor Oak often comes to visit.

Wait...I think, no...I'm not thinking wrongly...

Bengdeng~~~

闶阆~~

Ping-pong---

"Xiaozhi, get up, it's too heavy!

And you got my back all wet!"

"I do not want it!

After all, isn't it you who made my face and body look like this?

And... hey, since it's wet, I'll just help you take it off."

"Wait...don't! Let's talk it over nicely!"

.......

Outside the house, Lin Jing was silent for three seconds, and he didn't know when a Poké Ball was in his hand.