Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

There was an explosion in Lu Mingfei's ear.

Su Xiaoqiang was seen looking at the nervous Lu Mingfei, holding a bandage with a smirk on his face.

I hadn't noticed just now that she was so close to this little transparent girl with an aesthetic deformity.

However, Lu Mingfei was Lu Mingfei. He might have bowed down to her body fragrance just now and gave up!

Lu Mingfei was suddenly stunned, and instantly understood that this guy did it on purpose.

But who has he been afraid of?

If you can, please lend me your thigh as a knee pillow for an hour.

These bad words flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind subconsciously, but when the words came to his lips, they finally restrained some of their power.

"Hmph," Lu Mingfei snorted and commented:

"It's normal. After exercise, besides the smell of sweat, what else can be left?"

Click——!

Su Xiaoqiang's expression froze.

"Lu! Ming! Fei!!!"

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

Looking at her heavily tangled forehead and Lu Mingfei who was a little dizzy, Su Xiaoqiang clapped her hands with satisfaction.

As her eyes rolled, Su Xiaoqiang, who was still a little childish in the first year of high school, thought of a new idea and showed a sly smile:

"Hey, little bad boy!"

"Since you have accepted my gift, remember it well."

She looked at Lu Mingfei with interest, half seriously and half jokingly.

"You, Lu Mingfei, need to promise Su Xiaoqiang one thing unconditionally."

"What?" Lu Mingfei stared at the unreasonable little goddess with wide eyes, without any moral bottom line of courtesy as a man:

"This is the first time I've heard that gifts come with a price."

"Medicine is a free gift," Su Xiaoqiang said proudly:

"But there will be a charge for bandaging."

"My injury doesn't need to be bandaged at all," Lu Mingfei pointed to his forehead:

"Aren't you buying and selling by force?"

Suddenly I really want to beat her up.

Such a proud little goddess must cry very loudly.

not to mention?

The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched, and he looked at his forehead through the silver mask on the medical kit, complaining in his heart.

This bandage is so ugly.

At first glance, he looks like a beginner!

No!

At first glance, it seems like I haven’t even learned anything!

But he had no intention of saying these words.

Otherwise, who knows what the stimulated little goddess in front of me will do!

"I protest!"

"The protest is invalid, Lu Mingfei, you must be clear, even my father has never enjoyed my bandaging."

Lu Mingfei: Is this a good thing?

Su Xiaoqiang opened the door and held it with her feet. She looked back at Lu Mingfei sitting on the hospital bed and crossed her hands:

"I don't care, remember, you owe me something."

"Even for the sake of free snacks in the past, it's not too much for you to help me with something, right?"

She wanted to take the opportunity to see if Lu Mingfei was really cowardly or just pretending to be cowardly!

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth slightly and looked at the female bandit leaving the room.

Then, he stood up and spread his hands, his face full of fear.

If you owe it, you owe it. It has a red mouth and white teeth, but no proof.

Lu Mingfei has the final say on what to do when the time comes.

But free snacks

He is really soft-spoken and short-handed.

"Well, the literary club meets the requirements for establishing a club."

Chu Zihang shook his head slightly, recalling the school regulations, and then reminded Chen Wenwen, who nodded obediently:

"But I want to remind you, Chen Wenwen, of two things."

"First, there is the problem of activity rooms. As a club that mainly focuses on reading and exchanges, the literary club cannot allocate an activity room to you in the first year of high school given the limited number of activity rooms in the school."

"That's no problem, Senior Brother Chu Zihang." Chen Wenwen waved her hands quickly.

"We can just use online activities first. Occasionally there are activities, the playground and after-school classes are enough."

"Well, if the activity room becomes vacant, I will ask someone to notify you."

Chu Zihang nodded slightly, and then said softly:

"In addition, classmate Chen Wenwen, as the director of the literary club, you need to hurry up and complete the position setting within the club, and hand over the roster of students within the club to me. I will use it for adding credits and adding it to the file in the future."

"I will seize the time to set up positions. I prepared the roster yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenwen quickly handed over the prepared roster.

She glanced at Chu Zihang and subconsciously asked:

"Senior Brother Chu Zihang, did you encounter anything happy today?"

Chu Zihang frowned slightly and looked at the girl in the white dress in front of him: "Why do you say that?"

"Uh, sorry." Chen Wenwen smiled awkwardly:

"Because I always feel that Senior Brother Chu Zihang is very talkative today."

"Yeah."

While Chu Zihang was flipping through the roster, he relied on his extraordinary memory to memorize all the names in his mind.

What's more, he still had time to think about Chen Wenwen's words.

Happy thing?

Have it?

It seems that there is one thing. After all, he met a good kendo seedling today.

If you train more, you might be able to spar with him in a few years.

Chu Zihang, the killer, has almost maxed out his talent points to the top level for swordsmanship.

It had only been a few years, but there was no match for him in the entire city, not even the many adults who had been involved in adultery for many years.

Not only in kendo, but in all fields, Chu Zihang is like this.

This feeling sometimes makes him feel that he is not actually human, but another species.

After rummaging through a lot of information, Chu Zihang clearly understood what this feeling, which was characterized by physiological hormones and psychological changes, was - loneliness!

It's like, I shouldn't be in the crowd.

And he could sense that Lu Mingfei himself might have had similar emotions that came from blood.

This was one of the reasons why he noticed Lu Mingfei early on.

Like, like attracts like.

"Lu Mingfei?"

Chu Zihang lowered his gaze to the bottom of the roster, frowned slightly, and murmured in surprise.

"Is there any problem? Senior Brother Chu Zihang?"

The absent-minded Chen Wenwen was shocked, looking at Chu Zihang who showed his emotions for the first time, and thought inwardly.

Is it possible?

Has Lu Mingfei offended senior brother Chu Zihang?

wrong! wrong!

Probably not, how is it possible!

Let’s not talk about how these two people are related. Simply putting the two words together, the young bad boy Lu Mingfei and the cold-blooded male god Chu Zihang, looks weird no matter how you look at them.

"nothing."

Chu Zihang shook his head and handed over the roster without any intention of explaining more.

The school does not stipulate that a person can only join one club.

As long as Lu Mingfei can balance his own time, it will be fine.

"Wenwen!"

Suddenly, Zhao Menghua's shout came from not far away.

I saw a formally dressed boy holding an entry form in front of the two of them.

"What a coincidence, why are you here too?"

"Let's go to the literary club's meeting later."

"Zhao Menghua, why are you here?" Chen Wenwen blinked in confusion.

"Me," Zhao Menghua waved the paper in his hand, "I'm here to try to see if I can join the Kendo Club. I've had some contact with it before."

This is a lie!

Zhao Menghua learned about Chen Wenwen's whereabouts from his newly recruited younger brother this morning.

Then, after dressing up carefully,

He rushed towards the Kendo Club without stopping.

Although he didn't want to admit it, for Zhao Menghua, who had regarded Chu Zihang as his rival and had a crush on Chen Wenwen when school started, the meeting between Chu Zihang and Chen Wenwen almost completely ignited his sense of crisis!

Therefore, after hastily filling out an admission form at the door, he quickly got in between the two people who were chatting passionately.