I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 12

　　 Lu Mingfei is temporarily staying at Su Xiaoxiao's house tonight, after all, there is no way to explain this bandage going home.

Of course, he can also repair wounds with his magic power. Such long but not deep wounds can be healed in two days if they are warmed with mana, and they will be completely restored in three days without any damage. There will be traces of injuries.

　　 Unfortunately, because the wound is too long, the thread used by the doctor Lu Mingfei to close the wound is non-absorbable suture. When the wound has grown, he has to remove the suture.

　　 Fortunately, he doesn't need to go to the hospital where the wound is sutured to remove the stitches. Any such trivial thing as the stitches can be done in a qualified clinic or hospital.

Lu Mingfei is going to borrow one more night tonight, go to the Internet cafe tomorrow night, wander around in the morning and find a rental bookstore to read two novels, and his wounds should heal in the afternoon. You can do whatever you want. Find a place to remove the bandage, and then find a hospital to remove the thread, then he will be able to go home.

　　 But what he used was after all an excuse for cram school, and I don't know if his aunt would be satisfied if he went home after three days of “cram school”.

　　 "Tuk Tuk..."

　　 Several moderate knocks sounded, and the housekeeper Uncle Yang's voice came from outside the door.

　　 "Mr. Lu, dinner is ready, do you need to eat now?"

　　 Lu Mingfei bounced off the bed "swish", ran to the door and opened the door: "I want what I want! I'm almost starving to death."

　　 The butler outside the door looked at Lu Mingfei with an impatient look of starving ghosts, and immediately wondered: "Mr. Lu didn't eat enough at noon? Is it not to your taste?"

　　 "No, no," Lu Mingfei shook his head, "I was quite full at noon, but I was hungry faster recently."

　　 Lu Mingfei thinks that this should be a side effect of using force to accelerate wound recovery.

　　Uncle Yang nodded clearly, and said, "Yes, Mr. Lu is now in the stage of growing his body. Eat more nutrition to get enough nutrients and grow better."

　　 "I don't know if eating more can help his brain develop again."

　　Su Xiaoyao at the dining table has good hearing. He heard the conversation between Lu Mingfei and Uncle Yang from a long distance away, and opened his mouth to mock Lu Mingfei.

This is the daily conversation between her and Lu Mingfei in the class. Ever since Lu Mingfei pointed to Chen Wenwen and said to her, "She should be the class flower of our class" when she first entered school, she would mock Lu from time to time in the class. Ming Fei has two sentences, and Lu Ming Fei usually bashes her back.

　　 I have become a little used to it in the two semesters.

　　 But now in front of the elders like Uncle Yang, Su Xiaoyao's ridicule blurted out and immediately found something wrong, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to remedy it.

　　 In front of Uncle Yang, Lu Mingfei simply didn't hear him, and walked quickly toward the dining table with a calm expression-lunch was so delicious that he almost swallowed his tongue, and dinner was definitely not bad.

　　 Butler Uncle Yang glanced at Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoxiao with weird eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 On the rectangular dining table covered with light blue checkered tablecloths, two dinners were placed at both ends. Su Xiaoyao was already enjoying the dinner that belonged to her with a bottle of "Super Polk" beer.

　　 Lu Mingfei walked to the table and sat down and looked at the dinner in front of him.

　　 A plate of paella with attractive color, a bowl of greenish thick soup, kale, potatoes and sausage floating on the surface, half a grilled sardine and a bottle of cola with fine water beads on the surface.

　　 In Lu Mingfei's impression, these seem to be common Portuguese foods. It seems that Su Xiaoyao, who is a Chinese-Portuguese hybrid, has a soft spot for Portuguese cuisine.

　　 Lu Mingfei looked at Su Xiaoqiao across the table. Her dinner was the same, except that whether it was paella or grilled sardines, the portion was obviously less than Lu Mingfei, and the soup was almost the same.

　　 In addition, she also has a half-drinked bottle of "Super Polk" on hand. This is also a very popular beer in Portugal, which seems to be quite rare in China.

　　 Lu Mingfei also drank it once before, and the taste of this beer is average, neither he likes it nor dislikes it.

　　 Compared to beer, Coke is more to his taste.

　　 Lu Mingfei sat at the table and enjoyed a Portuguese dinner beautifully, and the idea of "Ask Uncle Su if he lacked a godson" was ready again.

　　 "How many days are you going to stay at my house?"

　　 After finishing the meal, Su Xiaoyao wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and asked Lu Mingfei directly.

　　 "Just borrow one night," Lu Mingfei put his hands together in pleading, "just one night, please."

　　 "For the sake of the same class, it doesn't matter for one or two nights," Su Xiaoyao was surprised to say very well, "It happens that my parents are not at home for these two days, so I don't have to explain to them?"

　　 "Your parents are not at home either?"

　　 Lu Mingfei grasped the point.

"also?"

　　 Su Xiaoyao also grasped the point.

"Yes," Lu Mingfei nodded and explained in a low mood, "My parents are engaged in archaeology. Since my elementary school, they have been flying around the world to do research and put me in my uncle and aunt's house. I haven't contacted me for years."

　　 "That's it, then your home is still a scholarly family?" Su Xiaoyan nodded, and looked at Lu Mingfei up and down, "I really didn't expect it."

　　 "You just looked at me with contempt, right?" Lu Mingfei noticed the expression in Su Xiaoyan's eyes, "Your eyes are absolutely contempt!"

　　 "You got it wrong," Su Xiaoyao boldly took a sip of beer into the mouth of the bottle, shrugged and said, "I was contempt."

　　 Lu Mingfei: "..."

　　 Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds, but in the end he still didn't answer his mouth—cannibalistic mouth, short hands, this humiliation I will bear!

Seeing Lu Mingfei deflating twice in a short period of time, Su Xiaoyao was in a good mood. He drank another beer and exclaimed: "My parents are also very busy. My dad is busy with company affairs every day, and my mom is here. There is also a small company in Portugal that flies over to handle affairs every year, but it's not as exaggerated as your parents."

"At least my parents will take time to accompany me every once in a while when they are not busy," Su Xiaoyao leaned forward slightly and asked Lu Mingfei curiously, "Your parents really Haven't contacted you for years? Is the work of archaeologists so busy?"

"Who knows," Lu Mingfei said in a dull voice, "They neither called me nor sent me a letter. They just called my uncle and aunt regularly for my living expenses, and they were probably pre-booked services at the bank. ."

"I suspect that they have forgotten me. They said that they were in archeology and actually lived in the romantic world of two people. They had long forgotten that they had a son." A cute little girl flashed in Lu Mingfei's mind. The boy's face blurted out: "Maybe they have already given birth to me a younger brother quietly!"

　　 Su Xiaoyan almost squirted the beer in his mouth from his nostrils.

　　 Finally held back, she stood up, stood up in front of Lu Mingfei's puzzled eyes, and stood still in front of him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Lu Mingfei sat on the chair, raised his head puzzledly and looked at Su Xiaoyao standing in front of him.

　　 In his bewildered gaze, Su Xiaoyao quickly reached out and put his hand on top of his head, rubbing a few handfuls of his hair fiercely.

"What are you doing?"

　　 Lu Mingfei looked dazed.

"Let you not be so depressed," Su Xiaoyao looked straightforward and confident, with one hand on his hips, "Although my parents are not as busy as yours, I can still appreciate your feelings. I just stand alone. Comforting you from the standpoint of those who have the same disease!"

　　 She lowered her head, her expression was solemn, and her tone of voice was solemn. The two hanging bangs shook slightly. Behind the bangs are clear and three-dimensional delicate features and dark brown clear eyes.

　　 Lu Mingfei raised his head, a little afraid to look directly at Su Xiaoyao, and looked away from her face.

　　 Su Xiaoyao stretched out his hand again and rubbed two handfuls of Lu Mingfei's hair-the hair felt so good that she couldn't stop it.

"Even if your parents are obsessed with archeology and study all over the world and can't take care of you, don't you still have me?" In response to Lu Mingfei's shocked gaze, the corners of Su Xiaoyao's lips raised maliciously, and his tone gradually became abnormal, "You take me Isn't it just your mother?"

　　 "Hey! Call mom!"

　　 In Lu Mingfei's eyes, the smile on Su Xiaoyao's face became more sinister and perverted.

　　Ghostly, Lu Mingfei replied without thinking: "Then can I call your dad Grandpa?"

　　I can't be a godson, or a grandson...seems like a way out?

　　 The sinister smile on Su Xiaoyao's face solidified, and Uncle Yang who was not far away was dumbfounded.

　　 Lu Mingfei lowered his head and looked around, hoping that there was a crack in the ground covered with precious marble floors for him to get in.

Chapter end

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