Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

She didn't expect that there would be a tricky toy in her backpack. Xia Mi was so frightened that her pupils trembled slightly, but fortunately she didn't lose the majesty of the Dragon King.

She took out the exquisitely crafted scare box and threw it aside, not knowing where to complain:

"Is he a child to put such a thing in his bag?"

After rummaging through his backpack, Xia Mi found a cartoon shirt belonging to an older single man, a pair of headphones, some spicy chips, candies...

"Is he really a child?"

The little girl looked at the things she found and fell into deep thought. This didn't look like something a normal adult would take with her on a long trip!

How can I change and wash just one top?

Did he actually put the clothes in the uncle's room at the end of the corridor?

Perhaps thinking of some discordant waste, the innocent Xia Mi gave up thinking with a "Hey~", stuffed all the things back into his backpack, and took a bath towel from the hotel to take a shower.

On the other side, Xia Di had just finished creating a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath, wearing a timeless floral shirt and beach pants, and wiping his wet hair with a towel.

As for the tool man Lao Chen, he was forced to finish the film by Xia Dimo ​​and fell asleep again after he finished his supporting role.

Fortunately, Lao Chen didn't snore while sleeping, otherwise his dream tonight would have been about hotel towel-flavored steak, the kind that wouldn't be chewed no matter how hard he chewed it.

Sitting on the bed, Xia Di took out a tablet and clicked on the surveillance video sent back from the scare box.

At the beginning of the video, Xia Mi's cute face is so exquisite that it has no flaws. You can clearly see that when the camera panned forward, the little girl's eyelids twitched, obviously she was frightened.

The prank was barely successful, but the effect was very low, and Xia Di derived too little pleasure from it.

He pretended that he didn't hear the little girl's complaints behind him, and lay back, rolled up the quilt, and fell asleep in a second.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already early in the morning. Chu Zihang had finished his day's work ahead of schedule and had already left work before work started. He was not as happy as living under a capitalist...

That's not right, the clock follows the 007 work system, and the alarm is just one of its functions.

The salary is paid every six months, and the total income for a hard year is four batteries. It might be even worse if he meets Nan Fu.

After getting up, I jogged a few times around the villa area to wake up my body. After running, I went to the basketball gym to practice my sword skills five times. After I was sweating, I returned to the villa to take a shower and wash up.

When I came out, the maid had already prepared breakfast, a classic bacon and ham sandwich with milk and eggs, which was nutritious and delicious.

The young woman's girlfriends who had been having fun until twelve o'clock last night were still sleeping soundly, covered with thin blankets, and the air conditioner was controlled at a suitable temperature.

Chu Zihang walked to his mother, whose head was resting on the novel, and helped her cover the blanket that had fallen to the ground, his eyes a little helpless.

Many times he feels that his mother is like a child who has not grown up. She was pampered by her grandparents in the past, now she is pampered by her "dad", and she will be pampered by him in the future. She will probably have a childish personality when she becomes an old lady.

But that's fine. A happy, carefree life for his mother was what he and that man expected.

He was about to tell his nanny, Aunt Tong, to prepare a few cups of warm milk so that his hungover girlfriend could sober up and warm her stomach. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm, and then his mother murmured like she was dreaming:

"Heitan, don't run away. My sister will take you for a physical examination..."

Chu Zihang: (ー`′ー)

This is the legendary story about thinking about things every day and dreaming about them at night. Because I read that book every day, I dreamed about black charcoal?

Or did Master Xia's blessing play a role?

He knelt down and took away his mother's hand, intending to put it back on the bed, but saw that her face was red and a little drunk, she opened her eyes, looked at herself slightly confused, and was stunned for a while before revealing her face. A bright smile:

"It's Zihang, come here, let mom hug you."

After saying that, without giving Chu Zihang a chance to refuse, he directly opened his arms and hugged his son's head, pulled him in front of him and kissed him hard.

The iceberg-faced boy is a little helpless and a little disgusted. Although his mother is a real beauty, much prettier than movie stars, and her body is always clean and smells good, but she will have a sour taste if she doesn't rinse her mouth after drinking alcohol. ah……

After finally breaking free from the shackles of maternal love, Chu Zihang wiped the lip marks on his face, but it was counterproductive and spread it evenly.

"I have to wash my face again."

Thinking like this, he took the pillow that was thrown to the ground by someone and replaced the novel that Su Xiaoyan used as a pillow: "Use this, it will be more comfortable."

Su Xiaoyan, whose face was marked red by the edge of the book, cooperated obediently and did not forget to share last night's sweet dream with her precious son:

“I dreamed that I went to Chuhua University and happened to meet Hei Tan.

It's really dark, but it's so handsome and cute. I want to hold it, but it's a pity that it runs too fast and I can't catch up.

Later I met little Yuzi again. She was riding a bicycle downstairs and praised me as the most beautiful big sister she had ever seen.

Haha, Heitan was sitting on the basket of the car and looking at me. You don't know how funny his little eyes were, as if he was afraid that I was a trafficker and abducted the little grapefruit. "

The more Su Xiaoyan talked, the more she became sober. The tiredness disappeared from her eyes, and there was no hangover on her face. She kept talking enthusiastically.

Chu Zihang sat on the ground and listened quietly. This wonderful encounter was indeed interesting. What was even more rare was that the experience in the dream was not forgotten when she woke up. She still clearly remembered the details.

"What a great gift." The young man felt that he owed Master Xia more and more favors.

The mother and son were talking like this, as if they were back when they were children, and the mother was telling her children a bedtime story.

The storyteller and the storyteller remain the same, but as the children grow up, the mother feels a little rejuvenated.

…

Lu Mingfei, who had already finished breakfast, packed up his things and sat on the sofa watching TV. There was a fat man next to him who stared at him eagerly:

"Lu Mingfei, why hasn't the uncle next door come to pick you up at this hour?"

Last night, while Lu Mingfei was going to the bathroom, his aunt asked Lu Mingze why Xia Di lent him his valuable watch. As a result, the little fat man was hesitant and speechless, and his mother immediately noticed that something was wrong.

After some questioning, I finally found out that this kid was acting erratically. In the past two days, while the couple was at work, he stayed at home alone and played wildly, and did not follow him to exercise at all.

Looking at her nephew who was getting more and more energetic and contrasting with her son who was becoming more and more plump, her aunt felt that she could not let him indulge anymore and strictly ordered him to follow her today.

It happened that Lu Mingze also wanted to play with the whole watch, so he simply obeyed the arrangement.

No one asked Lu Mingfei's opinion from beginning to end. Only during dinner in the morning, his uncle asked him to watch his brother and not make trouble for others.

"I told you that Uncle Xia is on a business trip, and my senior brother is here to pick me up today." Lu Mingfei didn't want to talk to the shameless fat man, but he had to give his uncle some face.

"What senior brother, since when did you become an apprentice and learn skills from someone else?" Lu Mingze became more and more curious.

"He is the senior of Shilan Middle School."

"Then why do you call him Senior Brother?"

"Because I am a junior brother."

"Then should I call him senior brother? I will also go to Shilan Middle School next year."

"Do you want me to bring the mp3 to him to play with and build a relationship with him?"

"Why don't you say anything?"

"..."

Just when Lu Mingfei's patience was about to run out, the landline phone in the room finally rang.

Picking up the phone, Chu Zihang's faint voice came: "I'm at the gate of the community, do you want to come in?"

"No, I'll come out right away."

"OK."

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