Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 385 Birthday Party

Lu Mingfei got up from the bed in a state of shock. In a sense, the little devil gave him a surprise on his birthday. As for the stripper who didn’t know if it existed, Lu Mingfei could only pray that it was just a surprise. It's a nasty joke on the imp.

Looking at the oil portrait of the fat man Gattuso facing the bed, Lu Mingfei shook his drowsy head and lay back under the quilt. , jumped up from the bed.

Lu Mingfei was wearing a pair of shorts, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, walked to the window, opened the curtains with a hint of excitement, and said to himself, "Oh, what a beautiful morning!"

Then a beam of afternoon sunlight shone into the west-facing window, Lu Mingfei froze, turned his head, and looked at the visiting clock indoors.

25:[-] in the afternoon, a time that is neither too early nor too late, but for Lu Mingfei who just woke up, it is still too late.

"Have I slept for so long..." Lu Mingfei was a little puzzled, but saw the door of the room opened with a bang, and Ander strode in, followed by Chu Zihang who changed into a suit.

Seeing Lu Mingfei in his shorts basking in the sun by the window, Ander was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps back, and said to Lu Mingfei, "Change your clothes, we have to set off later."

Lu Mingfei covered his body in embarrassment, watched An De and Chu Zihang close the door, and then moved to the closet in the room with small steps. It was very empty, and there was a custom-made suit.

Uncle De took him to make this before the summer vacation, and it took several months to make it. In his words, the secret party can be reimbursed, so it is still a good deal, otherwise he would just use magic to change it for himself It's good to support the scene.

Long's outlook on money is indeed different from that of people, Lu Mingfei thought this way, Uncle De is often more stingy than Grandet, but he does not hide his dislike of modern finance. In his words, green dollar bills Worthless, only yellow gold can warm a dragon's heart.

Therefore, in his values, a handmade suit is not worth the price at all, and a piece of unenchanted rag can be sold for a piece of gold if you cut it, which is really a bit of a scam.

Thinking about what An De said, Lu Mingfei put on this custom-made suit. The suit fits well, and there is no inconvenience at all when wearing it. This suit is not the kind of clothing that is worn everyday, it is closer to a suit dress , Lu Mingfei put on his tie, looked at himself in the vanity mirror, who was much taller and straighter, and posed a few poses in a rather silly manner.

Immediately, his momentum slanted, his back bent a little, and he turned into a bad boy.

After getting ready, Lu Mingfei tidied up a few hastily, and opened the door. Ander outside the door saw Lu Mingfei coming out, looked him up and down, frowned, walked over to him and pulled him, wrinkled from washing. He looked at Lu Mingfei's head like a chicken coop, and thought carefully for a moment.

Immediately, a subtle magical aura was activated, and Lu Mingfei's messy hair instantly became tidy, as if a layer of hair gel had been applied to his head, and the hair was tidied together and combed into a back hairstyle.

"Zihang, do you think this is better?" Ander stood a few steps away and asked Chu Zihang.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei's big back was full of oil, and the flies would slip when standing on it. Chu Zihang observed it carefully for a moment, and then responded, "Master, I think it's not bad."

"That's good, I'm not very good at hair." Ender shrugged. Brass dragons don't have such a thing as hair, so Ender is also a little uncertain about human hairstyles.

But it doesn't matter, it must be no problem to be as bright and shiny as your own scales.

At this time, Xia Mi came out from the other end of the corridor. This girl was wearing a half-strapless evening dress. Walking in this somewhat dim corridor, she seemed to be shining with twinkling lights, and her feet in high heels walked up. Lu Lai was a little shaky.

Seeing a few people, Xia Mi waved his hand excitedly, limped to Chu Zihang's side, and grabbed his shoulder: "Senior brother, please help me, I'm not used to it yet."

"Actually, Xiao Mi, you can wear flat shoes, you don't have to be so particular about it." Ander glanced at Xia Mi's feet, and then suggested.

Xia Mi shook his head like a rattle, and his hair brushed against Chu Zihang's cheek: "No, no, this is a necessary sense of ritual for a girl. Uncle De, you old antique will definitely not understand."

Xia Mi also called Uncle De now, because she felt that Ander's appearance was not considered old, which made her ancestor feel awkward, and Ander also acquiesced in her behavior, so he continued to use it.

Ender glanced at the wall clock on the wall in the corridor, then clapped his hands, and said to several people: "Now there is a simple dinner party on the lawn below, you go and get to know those people."

Then he whispered to Lu Mingfei: "Don't get too close to that kind of dude, don't touch drugs, drink less, and don't go into a room with a closed door."

"And the last one." Ander patted Lu Mingfei on the back: "Happy birthday."

The three of Lu Mingfei walked downstairs without knowing why, Xia Mi was discussing loudly what good food to eat later, while Lu Mingfei lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chu Zihang helped Xia Mi to walk ahead, and when he was about to go out, Chu Zihang finally turned around and said to Lu Mingfei, "Do you know? Master has been preparing for this day for a long time."

Lu Mingfei's eyes bypassed Chu Zihang, looked at the towering three-tiered birthday cake in the garden, and Caesar next to him holding a cake knife and holding his head high. A group of young people stood behind Caesar and looked at this protagonist of the party.

Lu Mingfei.

By the upstairs window, Angers and Ander stood together, looking at the young people in the garden, Angers turned to look at Ander with a smile in his eyes: "This is not like your style."

"It's not easy to gather the younger generation of the Secret Party family together," Ender shrugged, "I'm more inclined to hold a birthday party than order, at least that kid Caesar will be happy to come. "

"Of course, the most important thing is that the secret party can reimburse the expenses of the birthday party." Ender spread his hands and said innocently.

Ange smiled and nodded, but his eyes involuntarily looked down at Xia Mi who was holding a small cake. His knife-like eyes looked around Xia Mi's snow-white neck, and his fingers trembled involuntarily.

"Don't be impulsive, now is not the time." Ander pressed Angers hand: "There will be a chance."

Angers turned his head and looked at Ander: "Yeah, it's not the time yet. Speaking of which, what do you think of the Nibelungen Plan?"

"I can't hold it, and you can't hold it," Ender shook his head: "The Dragon Bone Cross not only contains the authority of the Dragon King, but also some of the Dragon King's memory. I just used it..."

Ander paused, pointed to his head and said, "But now I can still dream of the memory of King Bai being torn to pieces."

(End of this chapter)