Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

"I asked Mr. Gattuso to buy some fireworks from the city and bring them to the lakeside to set them off later." Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands with his teeth bared, shivering with his head hunched over, and jumped into the hot spring with a splash like a depth charge, causing huge waves.

Only then did this guy let out a comfortable moan from his throat.

The swans that had gathered together to keep warm and sleep all pulled their heads out from their wings in dissatisfaction and looked at him with cackles. Two of the ones that were closer even stretched their necks and tried to pinch his ears with their beaks.

"We also walked around the nearby lake and found some trout that were stranded because of the ice on the lake. We can grill them later... Although there are blue dragon and salmon in the tent, it is said that the trout from Lake Akan is a local specialty. It would be a pity if we didn't try it since we are here."

There was no sign of anything unusual on Lu Mingfei's face when he said these words, and he even vaguely showed the holly leaf fragments stuck in his hair.

The area within ten meters around the hot spring is bare. Apart from pebbles, there is only moss and lichen. Holly trees cannot grow so close.

This was the speech he had prepared long ago. It was now the end of November and the surface of Lake Akan was indeed freezing. If one was lucky, some people had seen trout by the lake before.

If anyone present expressed any doubts to President Lu, he could even grill a delicious trout for the girls here... and some underage Dragon King who was just there to eat and wait for death.

As for the so-called Mr. Gattuso, he is certainly not Caesar, the Italian nobleman who is probably enjoying a candlelight dinner with Miss Christina in a Michelin restaurant in Tokyo at this moment, nor is he Mr. Frost, who has a clumsy legs and feet.

It was the driver.

Edward Gattuso, because it sounds like a proctologist who likes to use scissors to dissect innocent passers-by in the dark, so almost everyone present subconsciously called him Mr. Gattuso.

Xia Mi also sat down by the hot spring at this time, still wearing the jade-white backless swimsuit. Her small face was covered with white long hair that curled like clouds. Her two white long legs kicked back and forth in the pool water. She gracefully used the maltose in her hand to tease a little swan that was running around and quacking, and she giggled out loud.

Nowadays, these two are considered habitual offenders and have long learned how to hide all traces of their bad deeds. The little junior sister now looks dry all over and her hair has a faint scent of perfume, as if she just came back from a walk outside.

The snow had not stopped yet, and the rustling sound was overwhelming from all directions, but a huge umbrella was propped up above their heads. Eri and Constantine stopped playing with models in the pool next to them, and climbed back to Nono and stared at the lake in the distance in a daze.

Lake Akan was filled with mist, which flowed in the waves. The falling snow blew through the thin gauze, but was immediately filled by other mist. All the mist was sweeping in one direction, like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

"Sister, do you think there really is a heaven?" Constantine suddenly looked at Xia Mi.

"If there really is a heaven, then what are we? Something between humans and gods?" Xia Mi jumped into the hot spring, slowly squatted down, and soaked her whole body in the warm water. This way, she could hide the arc of her chest, which still had two unclear handprints.

Besides, Lu Mingfei just said he wanted a child but he actually didn't take any measures.

At this time, Xia Mi still felt her lower abdomen was warm and could feel that it was filled with something warm.

Fortunately, the junior sister kept her long legs tightly together all the way, so she didn't reveal any clues.

But I'm still a little worried about hitting the target...

Xia Mi grinned and made a bitter face. She felt that she was still a baby, how could she really give birth to a child?

Even if she really wanted it, she would have to wait a few more years. She hadn't seen enough of the colorful world yet. There were so many handsome guys in the world waiting for Jörmungandr to visit them...

However, there is still a sense of fullness of happiness and a faint regret like water in my heart.

She didn't tell Lu Mingfei that the first generation actually had genetic defects and that she actually had no ability to reproduce.

When the Black King created the four monarchs, he had in mind setting up an indestructible barrier to prevent the proliferation of crowns. If the four monarchs could really reproduce as recklessly as Zeus, the descendant who called himself the King of Gods in ancient Greece, then everything would be messed up.

The era of co-rule by kings will be completely different. The first half of human history will be filled with rumors that seem like fairy tales, such as the fight for the princess, the fight for the princess, and the fight for the princess. Apart from that, it will be all about the fight for the prince, the fight for the prince, and the fight for the prince.

The second half will become the ultimate diffuse version of ancient Greek mythology, with all parts of the world filled with stories about a god or a group of gods who are keen on messing around with all kinds of inexplicable species, eventually giving birth to all kinds of inexplicable monsters.

It seems absurd to think so, but Xia Mi feels that her brothers are really capable of doing such a thing.

Ambition is the underlying logic engraved in the deepest part of the dragon's genes. The more powerful the dragon, the more difficult it is to satisfy its desires.

The number of second-generation species that a first-generation species can create is even limited, and a huge and heavy price must be paid for it. Even so, they still created hundreds of princes to guard around their throne, and eventually used this as a foundation to unite humans and overthrow the rule of the Black King.

It is hard to imagine that if the Dragon King could give birth to offspring, they would have so many descendants whose bloodlines would be even purer than the second generation. Each of these descendants would be a king who roared at the sky and would be given the title of God. When the Age of Gods ended, the Black King would be killed on the throne by thousands of gods.

Regret and a slight sadness gradually took over, and eventually even overwhelmed the trace of happiness that dispelled the loneliness buried deep in her soul. Xia Mi buried herself in the water, leaving only her eyes and nose exposed. Her long curly hair was immediately soaked and floated on the water like seaweed.

"The book says that no matter what it is, it will go to heaven when it dies." Constantine still looked at the lake in the distance, "Look, it's foggy. The fog connects the sky and the earth, so the world is connected to heaven. Maybe I can see my brother in the fog."

"Heaven and the like are too unreliable. You might as well believe that Evangelions really exist in this world." Xia Mi said softly.

"Brave boy, go and create a miracle!" Eiry hugged Xia Mi in the water. She had been lying on the back of the Dragon King and acting coquettishly, but suddenly she spoke in a deep voice.

The little monster deliberately lowered his voice, as if this would make him appear more mature and passionate, but it was impossible to connect it with the soundtrack of the original Mandarin version of "The Thesis of a Cruel Angel".

Except for Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi, no one present could understand this point, so Nuo Nuo and Constantine looked at the girl who suddenly clenched her fists and looked up at the sky with a passionate face with confusion.

Taking this opportunity, Xia Mi secretly winked at Lu Mingfei. President Lu was so smart that he immediately understood what she meant and tiptoed on the water to Nuo Nuo's side.

A guy like him with a rough figure probably didn't realize that there was a hint of loneliness in the eyes of his junior sister.

When Lu Mingfei arrived next to his senior sister, he did not say anything. He just sat down slowly with his back against the stone wall, and the pebbles under his feet made a clattering sound.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't feel nervous and embarrassed when he was about to talk to his senior sister, but Lu Mingfei knew he was in the wrong, and now the truth was in Nuonuo's hands.

Seeing his senior sister curled up in a cloud of mist and drinking a glass of iced wine in silence, Lu Mingfei also reached out and scooped up a glass of whiskey from the small wooden boat.

Just after taking a sip, a cold snort came from the side. Lu Mingfei was frightened and shuddered all over. He turned around and saw Nuonuo had put down the glass and was wiping her wet hair with a towel.

She was also staring at Lu Mingfei with a slightly cold gaze, like a cat staring at a mouse. Her eyelashes were as thick as curtains and her long dark red hair looked a little messy because it had been wiped hard. A few strands of curly hair stuck to her flushed cheeks in the white clothes that were tinged with alcohol.

The water here was very shallow. Lu Mingfei could see that Nuonuo was hugging her knees and looking into the distance. Her round, white knees broke through the rippling water and pressed against her senior sister's chest, causing her crimson swimsuit to sink slightly.

After wiping her hair, Nuonuo threw the wet towel aside. Her long hair was half dry and draped over her shoulders, with a few unruly hairs on top of her head sticking up in all directions.

"Did you really ask that driver to buy fireworks?" Nuonuo asked coldly.

"It's Christmas soon, isn't it? Today is the 19th. I asked Mr. Gattuso to buy an electric saw from the city so we can build a Christmas tree nearby." Lu Mingfei lied fluently without blushing or getting nervous. He was obviously an old hand at this.

"Besides, isn't it Eri's birthday soon..."

Among this bunch of bad friends, everyone thought that Finkel had no bottom line when doing things, but in fact Lu Mingfei was the most cunning one.

In order to stabilize his senior sister, this guy even used Eri as his trump card.

He knew that during their time in Tokyo, Eri had been following Nono and Xia Mi like a little tail and it was not without effect.

The girl said she wanted to be Lu Mingfei's third girlfriend, so she really wanted to be Lu Mingfei's third girlfriend. In her not-so-bright brain, it seemed that Lu Mingfei was in her control and it was difficult for him to escape. So the most urgent thing was to get rid of those two bad women who might prevent her from being with the best Sakura in the world.

So how to deal with the bad woman? Well, Eri came up with a great idea.

The idea was to make full use of one's own advantages and blend in by pretending to be an innocent and naive person who would make even a 19-year-old girl feel full of maternal love.

First of all, Eri didn't realize that she didn't need to pretend at all. She was really naive. The little intrigues she learned from cartoons over the years seemed as funny and cute as a kitten trying to hide its tail in the eyes of Xia Mi, the thousand-year-old goblin, and Nono, the little witch who could see through people's hearts.

Secondly, in fact, Junior Sister and Nono have never thought of having a hard time with Eri. Even after knowing her situation, Xia Mi and Nono felt that since she liked Lu Mingfei, staying with Lu Mingfei was her best choice and destination.

Then things were very simple. Eri always thought that her plan had succeeded, and she felt quite ambitious and heroic in her heart. She felt that she had officially grown up. Occasionally, when no one was around, she would say a few stupid things like "The truth in this world is so simple" and "Lies can eventually deceive everything" which were like a sign of a second year disease attack.

But in fact, the two girls knew everything. Even Eri's middle school declarations were written down by Xia Mi in a small notebook, preparing to let the girl review her past dark history when she grew up.

Sometimes Lu Mingfei even felt that Nuonuo and Xia Mi liked Eri more than him. He didn't know why he was so jealous of a girl...

"So it's Eri's birthday..." Nono also lowered her voice. Birthdays are all about surprises.

It seemed like he had fooled her, but Lu Mingfei still felt uneasy.

This girl's profile is not a spiritual word, so there is no need to recite dragon characters. Looking with eyes, touching with fingers, smelling with nose and listening with ears can all be ways to get closer to the truth.

In fact, in most cases she knows when you are lying, but she won't tell you. When you are complacent, Nono may be sneering in her heart.

Of course, if Lu Mingfei was lying, Nuonuo would not sneer in her heart, she would smile directly on her face, and then slap President Lu twice, making him confused and doubt his life.

It is also possible that on some passionate night, she teased Lu Mingfei to the point where he was as firm as a rock, and just when everything was going smoothly and it was time to get down to business, she suddenly waved her hand and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, sister, I have my period today, you can take care of it yourself."

"Have I ever told you that Professor Manstein has a very good nose and can even smell the year and origin of red wine?" Nuonuo leaned forward, sniffed at Lu Mingfei, and narrowed his eyes at a dangerous angle.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. "What? Could it be that Manstein's nose is actually a production date scanner?" This guy knew very well that making jokes at such times would play a much greater role than "Senior sister, let me explain" and simply put on an attitude of being a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Nuonuo felt a little annoyed when she saw the expression on Lu Mingfei's face that was somewhere between a revolutionary martyr and a gangster. She pinched the soft flesh on Lu Mingfei's thigh underwater and twisted it, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Don't lie to me. My nose isn't as sensitive as Manstein's, but it's not bad either. When Xia Mi jumped into the hot spring beside me..."

She hesitated for a moment, and lowered her voice a little.

"Do I smell heather?"

Lu Mingfei's pupils trembled, and Xia Mi, who was hiding herself in the water in the distance, had her back to them. However, from her shoulders and earlobes that suddenly turned red, it was known that she must have heard the conversation between Nuonuo and Lu Mingfei.

"Well, um, the sweet potatoes are not quite cooked enough, so I roasted them for a while longer..." A weak girl's voice came from behind Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo. Ling stepped lightly over the pebbles and squatted down beside the hot spring. He hugged his knees and leaned forward to hand the towel wrapped in the sweet potatoes to Constantine who had swam over.

"Why is your face so red?" Nuonuo asked suspiciously.

Ling seemed to be startled and touched his little face: "Really? No, it might be the bonfire when we were roasting sweet potatoes just now..."

"But your speaking style has changed."

"Oh, maybe I saw a snake just now." Ling said, gesturing with his fingers, "It was so big, it was really scary."

"Really?" Nuonuo frowned, still a little hesitant.
"So you were scared and cried?"

"No, no..."

“Then…” Nuonuo suddenly stopped talking. She turned around and glared at Lu Mingfei silently, then looked back at Ling and said with a smile, “Come down first. It’s cold up there. Don’t catch a cold!”

She remembered where she had seen the expression on the little girl's face and the misty eyes.

One night, when I was with Lu Mingfei, in the mirror in the bathroom that was as big as an entire wall.

Right on her own face. (End of this chapter)