Chapter 315 Xia Mi's clever plan nearly caused Old Tang to lose his virginity
No one knew that after Lu Mingfei killed the local indigenous mixed-race god in Japan and returned to China, he immediately killed the clone of Odin, the main god of Norse mythology...
Xia Mi, who was lying in the abandoned villa, was still thinking about how to deal with Norton next. They didn't have much tacit understanding between them, and their relationship was not good enough to tacitly conceal each other's identities. If she wanted to continue to stay with Chu Zihang, Norton was an unavoidable obstacle.
We have to find a way to get him out of here!
By the way, isn’t that S-class hunter from the secret party going to carry out a hunting mission? Tomorrow, find an excuse to let Chu Zihang take her, a junior who hasn’t even started school yet, to experience what it feels like to hunt pure-blooded dragons.
It's a good opportunity for him to stop thinking about Odin. That guy is not someone he can mess with now.
If I really enter the Nibelung again, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out.
With her small body, the most she could do was to call for help. If she went in herself, she would be in great danger.
So, be steady!
The girl made up her mind and took out her cell phone to send a message to Chu Zihang.
Yes, today she has achieved what all the young girls in Shilan Middle School dream of - getting Chu Zihang's contact information, including but not limited to phone number and QQ.
"Brother, are you there?"
As the saying goes, if you start with a clown, you will definitely be a clown.
But what if the person who sent the “Are you there?” was a super cute and pretty schoolgirl?
That brings me back to the topic.
Chu Zihang's reply was quick and brief: "?"
Xia Mi didn't care that Chu Zihang's reply was too brief, and typed to ask what he was doing.
"drive."
"How dare you play with your phone while driving?" Xia Mi was going to lay the groundwork first, but she didn't expect Chu Zihang to be so obedient. After replying with an "OK", he completely disappeared and didn't even reply to her messages.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes, and she suddenly jumped up from the bed with her slender waist, crossed her legs and stared at the screen. After waiting for about ten minutes, the guy on the other side finally replied:
"We're back at the hotel. What's up?"
"Why don't you go home and stay in a hotel so late at night?" Xia Mi was afraid that this idiot would misunderstand her meaning again, so she didn't slowly...lay the groundwork and went straight to the point:
"You guys weren't going to do something big behind my back just now, were you?"
They were just thinking about breaking into Odin's Nibelung during the day, so would they try again at night?
He really treats Odin as Zhuge Liang and Wulong, and is ready to visit the Nibelungen three times.
Chu Zihang was thinking about how to reply to the message when Finger poked his head over without any sense of boundaries. He was wearing an ill-fitting suit jacket and didn't look like a member of the Beggars' Sect. "Hey, are you chatting with your schoolmate?"
Lu Mingfei also came over after hearing this. The two of them, who also had no sense of boundaries, surrounded Chu Zihang on the left and right, just like a dog-headed military strategist giving advice to his good brother:
"We just said we were going to the internet cafe to play online games and we were short one person, so we asked her if she could come."
“…”
Looking at the two, Chu Zihang felt that his mentality was still not stable enough. Since leaving Nibelungen, he had been reviewing the shortcomings of the battle in his mind. As a result, these two...
Lu Mingfei is fine, he is the absolute ceiling of combat power. Anyone can see that his fight with Odin just now was just to test the opponent's trump card. If they really fight, he can be defeated in one move.
But Finkel, why was he able to keep a sword hidden for eight years, and then quickly return to his original shameless state after unsheathing the sword and making a sensation?
The person they were fighting against just now was Odin, not some random person on the street.
Perhaps, only Caesar could empathize with himself.
Chu Zihang thought so and half-truthfully answered, "I went to ask someone about something. It's not a big deal."
Everything is true except that "person".
After all, in the eyes of Lu Mingfei and Eiry, clearing Nibelungen was just a dungeon. Finkel's opinion was not important. The minority should obey the majority, so this was a trivial matter.
"So, what are your plans for tomorrow, senior brothers?" Xia Mi began to exert herself, "If you go somewhere to play, take me with you. I'll bring you snacks."
Seeing this, Fingel's eyes lit up: "Junior brother, please agree to it quickly. I haven't received any food from my junior sister for a long time."
“Don’t go crazy here.” Lu Mingfei raised his hand and pushed Finkel’s head away. Ever since the heartfelt conversation in the afternoon, the interaction between the two of them was like a bucket of lubricant, smoother than Dove.
The elevator door opened, and he held Eri's hand with one hand and dragged Finkel towards the suite with the other, leaving Chu Zihang with space to express himself freely without being disturbed.
The experience of the previous life cannot be applied to this life. Between Xia Mi and Chu Zihang, it all depends on fate, and Lu Mingfei cannot interfere at will.
After all, judging from the current trend, if Chu Zihang wants to follow the path of his previous life, he will probably have to switch to the hidden profession of Dragon Knight.
When they arrived at the door of the presidential suite, Finkel was about to go in to take a shower, change clothes and go to eat, when he found that Lu Mingfei and Eri had followed in, and asked in confusion:
"Junior brothers, what are you going to do? Watch me take a bath?"
She covered her face with a bit of shyness and said, "Well, I'm not ready to devote myself to art yet."
Lu Mingfei smiled warmly: "Are you ready to purify yourself for art?"
"What is purification?" Finkel is very familiar with Chinese culture, but this is a blind spot in his knowledge.
"You must have heard the theme song of Smart Ikkiu, right?"
“Yes.”
"How do you sing it?"
"Kajikajikaji, kajikaji, ichiu..." Finkel was halfway through singing when he suddenly understood what she meant and ran back to the room with his legs tucked together.
"What's wrong with him?" Eiry was puzzled, not knowing why Finkel suddenly ran away in the middle of singing.
"It's okay, it's just intermittent mental disorder, it will be fine after a beating." Lu Mingfei smiled.
"Why not go back?" She looked down at her red envelope witch costume. Although Lu Mingfei and the umbrella helped her block the rain, she had gone to an unclean place and killed many monsters after all. If conditions allowed, she naturally wanted to take a good bath and keep herself clean.
"Ahem, Old Tang is not available right now." Lu Mingfei's eyes looked a little strange. He didn't expect that Chu Zihang's progress bar hadn't moved yet, while Long Ma Xun was about to succeed in his job transfer.
This is really...
As expected of Chinese Americans, some of their stereotypes are not groundless.
He silently lit a candle for Old Tang in his heart.
Sorry, Lao Tang, I came back a little early.
Sorry, Constantine, your brother may become someone else's husband.
Chu Zihang just walked in after sending the message, so he asked, "What did Xia Mi say?"
Chu Zihang said that Xia Mi knew about Cheng Shuangfan's dragon hunting operation from somewhere, and hinted between the lines that she wanted to see the world, so he asked him if there was a chance for him to take her to do something a real dragon slayer should do.
"What a coincidence?" Lu Mingfei had a strange look in his eyes. Old Tang's identity had just been exposed by that dragon called "Shao Nanqin", and now Xia Mi was also trying to expose himself?
But that may not be the case. Xia Mi is obviously more thoughtful and more than twice as smart as Old Tang.
Wait, Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly.
He remembered a detail. On the way back to the hotel at noon, Xia Mi's eyes lingered on the car where Old Tang was several times, and each time she looked unintentional, but in fact, her glances were fleeting and contained deep meaning.
With her current schoolgirl persona, she could express her curiosity openly, but her attention to the car that Old Tang was in was fleeting and inconspicuous, and she didn't even ask who was sitting in the car behind.
It was like... he was afraid of attracting Old Tang's attention.
Oh Moses Roy (interesting).
Lu Mingfei's mind raced, and he sorted out many doubts, but he didn't say much. He just said to Chu Zihang: "Then you can take her to join in the fun."
It just so happens that this mission is also very meaningful.
Unlike what happened next door, Old Tang is still a human being now, and he has not yet found his past self.
But Xia Mi...it's hard to say.
He wanted to see whether Shao Nanqin and Shao Nanyin, the twins of human and dragon, really had emotions that transcended race, and whether they could help break the shackles of fate.
Before we could finish a few words, the sound of the door opening in the next suite broke the silence in the corridor.
Old Tang pushed open the half-open door. There were still a few suspicious red marks on his face, but he leaned against the door frame pretending to be calm, deliberately keeping a distance - as if he was afraid that the smell on his body would drift over.
"How is it, have you found the real culprit?" he asked as if nothing had happened.
"I just killed a clone." Lu Mingfei answered while trying to suppress his smile, but his eyes could not help but wander around Old Tang's swollen lips. "Old Tang, did you secretly order a spicy hot pot just now?"
"No, I've been waiting for you to come back for dinner." Old Tang denied it, but suddenly found that the three people on the sofa were staring at him with strange eyes. Especially Eri, her big eyes stared straight at his mouth, full of curiosity.
He pursed his lips subconsciously and felt a tingling sensation. While looking at his phone, he secretly glanced at the screen.
My goodness, his lips are swollen like two sausages.
This girl Xun might be a vacuum cleaner turned into a spirit!
Old Tang coughed twice and changed the subject abruptly: "What about Old Feng? Did he die heroically?"
The battle was resolved in three minutes. Finger walked out of the bathroom: o_O???
He wiped his wet hair, his face full of question marks: "No, did I teach you this word so that you can use it on me?"
"Well, learn from the foreigners so that you can defeat them." Old Tang waved his hand.
"Hey, you kid..." Finkel pointed at him and wanted to say something, but when he saw his current appearance, and then looked at the couple on the sofa, and another Chu Zihang who had impure relationships with two beautiful school girls, he turned and walked into the bathroom.
Seeing this, Old Tang reached out to keep him: "Old Feng, you don't want to eat?"
"I'm full and a little bloated. Let's digest it!" Finkel's voice came from the crack in the door. His tone was flat, but his resentment was greater than that of a ghost.
"What's going on? Wasn't he taking a shower? Why..." Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei in confusion, and the latter laughed:
"You were showing off your love too much and it hurt him."
"Oh..." Old Tang nodded, not quite understanding, and then said excitedly: "Then let's eat. I'm starving."
It is said that falling in love can easily lead to a calorie deficit. He just verified it and it is indeed a bit consuming.
…
The night was as dark as ink. Shao Nanyin leaned against the wall of the entrance hall, tapping her arm unconsciously with her fingertips. She waited for a long time until the familiar footsteps finally came from outside the door - brisk, erratic, and a little staggering with excitement.
As soon as the sound of the door lock turning was heard, a strong smell of alcohol impatiently penetrated in through the crack in the door.
Shao Nanyin's face darkened instantly.
She opened the door and before Shao Nanqin could finish her words "Nanyin, I'm back~", she grabbed her sister's wrist, dragged her into the house, and pressed her on the sofa.
"Shao, Nan, Qin." She spoke each word with a condescending look, staring down at the drunk in front of her who was trying to get away with blinking his eyes: "What did I tell you before I left?"
"Hmm..." Shao Nanqin shrank her neck and repeated it obediently like reciting a text, "Don't eat ice, don't drink beverages that are out of sight, don't reveal your situation casually, and don't lower your standards just because the other person is good-looking..."
"What else?" Shao Nanyin narrowed her eyes.
"No, you are not allowed to drink..." Shao Nanqin lowered her head, then secretly raised her eyes and looked at her sister with wet eyes, like a puppy who had done something wrong.
"Shao Nanqin! You've really grown up!" Shao Nanyin gnashed her teeth in anger, her finger almost poking her sister's forehead, "You dare to drink during your period? Have you been drugged by some vixen?!"
"It's just... the atmosphere is right..." Shao Nanqin scratched her cheek, her voice getting lower and lower, "I always feel like something is missing if I don't drink..."
"Almost what? I think you're almost brainless!"
Shao Nanyin directly pinched her sister's cheek and pulled it out with a moderate force: "Who was the one rolling around in bed in pain this morning? You forgot the pain after taking the painkillers, right?
Next time if you have a cold and take cefuroxime, and that Cheng guy asks you to drink, will you just drink two bottles just because you feel like it?!"
"It's not that exaggerated..." Shao Nanqin muttered softly, "The cold is so obvious, Cheng Shuangfan will definitely not ask me to drink..."
"Oh? So you mean that the makeup I put on you was too perfect, so he couldn't tell that you were on your period?" Shao Nanyin sneered.
"Oh, no!" Seeing that her sister's anger was tending to be directed at Cheng Shuangfan, Shao Nanqin quickly sat up straight and began to explain in a panic.
She kept talking about the good things about Cheng Shuangfan, his gentleness, his thoughtfulness, his perfect sense of propriety, and the details of tonight's date that made her heart beat.
At the end, her eyes even sparkled, and she looked at her sister expectantly, hoping to get some recognition.
However, after listening to this, Shao Nanyin just frowned silently.
The room was suddenly quiet and a little depressing.
It was not until Shao Nanqin began to twist her fingers nervously that Shao Nanyin finally spoke:
"Tomorrow, ask him out again."
Shao Nanqin's eyes lit up, but before she could be happy, her sister's next words brought her back to her original state:
"But I'll go for you tomorrow."
"Don't!" Shao Nanqin was anxious and grabbed her sister's hand. "He is quite shy. It's not easy for me to meet such a good man. Don't scare him away!"
"Shy? You can be called shy if she can charm you like this?" Shao Nanyin held her forehead with her hand, "I told you this afternoon that this Cheng Shuangfan is so perfect that she seems to be tailor-made for you!
Everything he says and does, his preferences and habits, there is nothing that is not to your liking, don't you think his personality is too perfect?"
"What's wrong with that?" Shao Nanqin didn't care, shaking her sister's hand and acting coquettishly, "From childhood to adulthood, haven't you been the perfect girl in the eyes of others? Now you have even upgraded to a perfect goddess~"
When Shao Nanyin heard this, she was suddenly stunned.
She looked down at her drunk and silly sister, pulled a complicated smile from the corner of her mouth, and said softly:
"Am I... not fake?"
(End of this chapter)
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