Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Lu Mingfei was very satisfied with this meal. He felt that Xia Di's cooking skills were better than his mother's, not to mention her aunt, who was a golden supporting role to complement their cooking skills.

Just when he had finished eating and drinking and was about to clear away the dishes and chopsticks for the cleaning work, Xia Di suddenly showed an annoyed look on his face: "Oops, I forgot to tell your uncle that you won't go back for dinner tonight!"

Lu Mingfei paused while holding the bowl: "Then it's over, I'll be scolded to death when I go back."

He said he wanted to finish, but there was no worry on his face.

After playing with Xia Di for two days, I dare not say anything else, but at least my mental endurance has been greatly improved.

Isn't it just to go back and get scolded? Compared with asking Chu Zihang to say a hundred words, it is just a slap in the face.

And based on his understanding of Xia Di, he might be trying to scare him again.

As expected, seeing that he didn't even look panicked, Xia Di waved his hand boredly: "I lied to you, I told them that you would spend the night at my place tonight and go back tomorrow."

"What the hell?" Lu Mingfei said with an "Are you kidding me" expression on his face: "They agreed?"

We have only known each other for a few days, but my uncle and aunt dared to leave their nephew to the care of a neighbor. This is too mean-spirited, and I'm afraid someone will dig a black hole in their hearts.

Xia Di spread her hands and started to make up random things: "There is no way, the personality charm is too strong.

I just mentioned it casually, and they safely handed you over to me. They also warned you that if you were naughty, you would be whipped hard with a feather duster without mercy. "

"Haha, I'll go check with them." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and reached for the cell phone next to Xia Di.

It's still Kamen Rider Faiz's transformed mobile phone. It's heavy to buy. Every time you press the button, there will be a "clicking" sound effect. The interface of the mobile phone is no different from ordinary mobile phones. At most, the colors are brighter and the picture is clearer.

After dialing his uncle's phone number, he tried carefully, but found that his uncle really told him to stay at Uncle Xia's house and not cause trouble.

"I'm on the other side of the city, not next door." Lu Mingfei wondered if his uncle had been deceived.

"I know." Uncle Xia's voice was as gentle as ever, "Your Uncle Xia said it was too late and there was a traffic jam on the road, so he just took you to his place to stay for one night. Anyway, you have to exercise tomorrow."

Lu Mingfei: "???"

No, uncle, you are my biological uncle. Why did you hand your dear nephew into the hands of others for such a perfunctory reason?

Why else would you call me Uncle Xia? You are so familiar with each other, so you can call him so kindly?

Glancing at the smiling Xia Di, he cautiously reminded: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? Your Uncle Xia is a well-known best-selling author. Don't worry about him bullying you." The uncle obviously failed to see through Xia Di's true face of chaos and evil hidden under the harmless appearance of humans and animals.

"Haha..." Thinking about what happened today, Lu Mingfei felt that he was in the middle of a tiger's mouth: "Yes, he usually doesn't bully others."

Don't behave like a bully.

After hanging up the phone, he stared at Xia Di suspiciously: "Did you give uncle some ecstasy soup?"

"I've already said that my charisma is too strong. Why don't you believe me?" Xia Di looked helpless. Is it difficult to admit that she is trustworthy?

Of course, he would never reveal that he had used some small and insignificant means to win the trust of Lugucheng.

"No wonder you asked me to bring a change of clothes today. It turned out to be a premeditated plan." Lu Mingfei didn't think what Uncle Xia would do to him. Although they had not known each other for a long time, they already had a solid foundation of trust.

The boy's thoughts are actually very simple. No one has ever been so kind to him except his parents. To a certain extent, Xia Di has made up for his lack of father's love.

Although Lu Mingfei’s parents are both archaeologists, it was his mother who stayed with him most of the time when he was a child. In his impression, his father was a busy man who could leave at any time for work and would always stay in the study reading complicated and difficult things. information, frowning.

Comrade Lao Lu is a conscientious father who cares about his studies, his body, and his mental state...but sometimes he feels that his father is performing his duties as a father.

He didn't feel it before, after all, the father and son didn't get along for long.

But after staying at his uncle's house for a month, he saw how a normal father and son get along.

What does that feel like? The relationship between Lu Mingze and his uncle is like that of father and son and like friends. His cousin is often scolded by his aunt for being naughty and mischievous, but his uncle will come to his rescue as long as the fault is not too big.

Lu Mingze can communicate with his uncle without any scruples and share interesting daily stories. His uncle will listen patiently and talk about his work from time to time. The father and son are very close.

Occasionally they would go to the park to hang out in the evening, and they would fight with each other. The smile on the uncle's face was always so natural and from the heart.

Unlike my father, I always have the right smile on my face every time I get along with him.

…

The next day, Lu Mingfei woke up on a soft spring bed, covered with a thin air-conditioned quilt, and the indoor temperature was still a bit low.

He rubbed his head and looked around the unfamiliar room. He was stunned for a while before he remembered that he stayed at Uncle Xia's house last night.

Last night, he was dragged by Uncle Xia to play games all night, the classic "King of Fighters" and "Street Fighter". The young classmate Xiaolu was ravaged in all directions, and he wanted to smash the game controller on that proud and unruly handsome face.

After stretching, Lu Mingfei got up and changed out of the silk pajamas Xia Di prepared for him, yawned and walked out of the guest room.

There was movement in the kitchen. Xia Di had already gotten up and made breakfast and was making soy milk.

"Wake up, go brush your teeth and wash your face." The man tinkering with the soymilk maker seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He knew Lu Mingfei was behind him without even looking back.

Breakfast is the classic preserved egg and lean meat porridge with fried dough sticks and soy milk. There is not much to say except that it is delicious. Lu Mingfei’s attention is all on Xia Di’s face, because this guy actually shaved his beard and carefully styled his messy hair. Li made a shape.

He drank his porridge silently, muttering to himself: "Is something big going to happen today?"

An hour later, the two men went out carrying fishing rods and fishing boxes.

Xia Di did not ride his Harley today, but went to buy a milky white SUV. The motorcycle parked next to it had long disappeared.

This was Lu Mingfei's first time riding in such a big car. After fastening his seat belt, he looked around the interior in the passenger seat: "Uncle, where did your motorcycle go?"

"Throw it in the warehouse." Xia Di drove the car out of the community in a hurry, holding the steering wheel with one hand and leaning against the car window in a particularly cool posture.

"Uncle, you are in danger." Lu Mingfei is a good boy who abides by traffic rules. When the police uncle came to school to promote traffic safety knowledge, he specifically said that you must not stick your hands out of the window when riding in a car.

"Don't worry, uncle, I'm a mountain car god in Qiu. I'm nicknamed "tired by logging". I drive fast, accurately and steadily." Xia Di turned a blind eye to the small tag hanging on the rearview mirror that read "Irregular driving will bring tears to my loved ones" , but the vehicle speed still remains within a safe range.

When passing an intersection, a six-meter-long black Maybach parked slowly next to it.

The car window was lowered, revealing Chu Tianjiao's somewhat listless face:

"Oh, what a coincidence~"

It’s going to be recommended soon, I’m a little excited~

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