Dragon Clan: I can only cheat if I can't lose the Dragon King in seconds

Chapter 88
At noon, just walking on the street was like entering a sauna room. Cicada was lying on a tree and screaming desperately. Pedestrians exposed to the sun covered their faces and walked away like vampires in European medieval legends.

Lu Mingfei hid in the shade under the tree and walked lazily with his head drooped, holding the N95 issued by the college in his hand, and opened the screen to look at something from time to time.

Today, Su Ting said that he was going to come back after the holidays. Lu Mingfei felt very strange why this guy only took the holidays when the summer vacations of other universities were almost over. Kassel College is a dignified University of Chicago Friendship University. They should not deduct student holidays, right?
He looked up at the sun, which was so bright that it was a bit poisonous, and sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

But this guy Su Ting agreed to treat himself to a meal at noon when he came back, as a repayment for the Nutrition Express and Internet fees for nearly a year, so Lu Mingfei agreed without thinking.

Of course, the focus of Lu Mingfei's attention is not that Su Ting wants to invite him to dinner, but that he can use this time to get rid of his aunt's brain-piercing voice and come out and play for a while.

This summer, Lu Mingfei thought that he would be able to raise his head a little bit at home when he was admitted to an American university, but he didn’t expect that his aunt was still picking at the young man in all kinds of ways. He pretended that he was about to go to the United States to go to school by himself, and he didn’t have the ability to take care of himself. How can it work, more exercise is not bad for young people.

As a result, tasks such as going out to buy vegetables and shopping, paying utility bills, water and electricity bills, etc. were all on Lu Mingfei's shoulders.

Of course, Lu Mingze's job of buying books has not changed at all, but fortunately, Lu Mingfei is not against it, because at the bookstall, he can read his favorite books and chat with the old man who runs the stall. sky.

It's just that someone who is oppressed more and more tightly will inevitably accumulate evil spirits in his heart, and as the saying goes, where there is oppression, there will be resistance.

Therefore, "The Notch of the Setting Sun" and Lu Mingze no longer flirted with Lu Mingze on QQ, and the progress of the two of them changed from a downturn to a more rapid one. It's like a big landlord whose family has just acquired hundreds of acres of land.

But there are unforeseen circumstances, unfortunately, we have to make appointments to meet each other, and when things come to fruition, Lu Mingze will always be disturbed by the tasks assigned by his uncle and aunt, but he can't tell his parents, "My child has important matters to pass on to the family. I can't do it, I can't follow my orders", so the dumb man couldn't tell if he was suffering from Coptis chinensis, scratching his head and face in a hurry, as ugly as a fly that had just swallowed a whole reinforced company.

He racked his brains and couldn't figure out how to turn down the task arranged by his mother, even if he wanted to throw it to Lu Mingfei at this time, that cunning guy would slip out of the door early and disappear.In the end, Lu Mingze could only tell Xiyang's notch with full of sorrow, "I have something to do with Xiyang, let's make an appointment next time."

At this time, Lu Mingfei quietly hid on the rooftop upstairs and looked at the constantly changing traffic lights in the distance, thinking how anxious Lu Mingze was, and then laughed silly, and turned around and went home after dinner, admiring Lu Ming Ze looked sullen.

But sitting on the roof all the time is not a problem.

What's more, in the hot summer, the hungry female mosquitoes swarmed around Lu Mingfei as if they saw Tang Seng's goblin. Everyone wanted to eat a bite of the meat and get some benefits, even if they sprayed half a bottle of toilet water on it. Insecticides don't help either.

Every time Lu Mingfei looked at the mosquitoes charging in the white mist of insecticide, he felt that if they could go to the battlefield, they must be excellent soldiers who were brave and fearless, so they drove away the embarrassed "General Lu" up.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei looked down at his phone again. The chat box with Su Ting showed that he had gotten off the expressway a few hours ago, but why hasn't he arrived yet?This is almost an hour late.

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At the crossroads, Su Ting was sitting in the car with the air conditioner turned on fully, which was a temperature that could drive away the heat of summer in this small city from the car.The traffic light had just turned from green to red, and he pulled the handbrake and twisted his wrist unaccustomedly—he was wearing a PATEK PHILIPPE`Tiffany watch, which was sent to him by Angers.

As a gift from the principal himself, it should be treated accordingly, so Su Ting decided to overcome the habit of not wearing a watch and put it on his wrist properly.

"It's going to rain?" Su Ting glanced at the sky outside the window.

The sky gradually darkened, the dazzling sunlight was covered by thick clouds, and only a little bit of light broke through the shackles and sprinkled on the ground. Gradually, the wind picked up the fallen leaves and fragments of garbage on the ground, circling and circling.

"The weather forecast didn't say there would be rain today." Su Ting muttered, "Sure enough, weather forecasts are never reliable."

He remembered that the weather forecast he glanced at last night said that today is a sunny day, and the temperature is high enough to fry eggs on the hood. If you can't even maintain the overall shape, you have to go your separate ways.

Jingle jingle jingle.

The phone rang, and the traffic lights hadn't changed. They were still red lights representing prohibitions.

Su Ting grabbed the phone and took a look. It was Finger calling.

What is this guy doing on the phone?With doubts, Su Ting clicked on the connection button and pressed the speakerphone, and Fingel's representative loud voice has been drilled out of the phone impatiently.

"Hey, Junior Brother! Have you received a new Junior Brother? I remember his name is... Lu Mingfei, right?" Fingel sounded very excited, and Su Ting wondered if he had drunk too much again.But this guy has always been a good drinker, even if he can down a cow's drink, he only needs to go to the toilet a few times to restore his fighting state.

"Not yet, it's on the road now." Su Ting pulled the handbrake, and the car speeded up and passed the intersection.

The sky outside has become more and more gloomy, as if there is going to be a heavy rain, and even the cars on the street are gradually becoming rarer. It seems that everyone is going home in this weather.

But Lu Mingfei seemed to tell himself that he would go out later and wait for him...or he would call him and let him arrive before coming out.

"Are you driving?" Su Ting had already imagined the picture of Fingel poking his head, "Junior Brother, this is dangerous driving. You can't learn from those lunatics."

I wouldn't have answered it if you hadn't called.Su Ting complained, but still slowed down and stopped on the side of the road.

"Okay brother, I've pulled over now. I don't sleep so late, what's the matter?" Su Ting glanced out the window, "It seems to be raining heavily, I have to go there as soon as possible."

There are fewer and fewer passing vehicles outside the window, and there are pattering raindrops appearing on the windshield in front of the car.

"Knowing mistakes can make a big difference. These are the high-quality students of Kassel College." Fingel said with great satisfaction, "Junior brother, in fact, I..."

Fingel, who was on the other side of the phone, was talking when suddenly a piercing noise interrupted him, and the words behind "Actually, I" were completely inaudible.

Su Ting frowned. Is it because of the rain that the signal is bad?

Outside the window, the rain curtain was getting thicker and thicker, splashing on the front windshield of the car and gradually blurring the vision.

(End of this chapter)