Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 276: The White Figure Again
After walking around the villa complex for who knows how many times, Lu Mingfei finally sent Su Xiaoqiang, who was clinging to his back, back home. The little angel put on her shoes, turned around and waved at him, tapped her high heels on the ground, and hopped away, her red skirt swaying in a beautiful arc under the light.

After taking a few steps, she turned around and saw Lu Mingfei still standing there. Su Xiaoqiang's brows were filled with joy. She waved at him again, then hummed an unknown song and entered the villa where the lights were still on.

Only after the door was closed and he saw someone looking towards him from the window of the villa did Lu Mingfei turn around and leave.

He did not rush back to where the motorcycle was parked, but returned to the opposite side of the villa community, which was where Su Xiaoqiang had disappeared before.

Night has completely fallen, and the streets here have no intention of resting. The bright street is not very lively, because next door is the villa area of ​​Sunan, so most of the shops on this street are luxury brands. It is a bit quiet during the day, but it is a bit lively at night.

Lu Mingfei walked down the street, watching the ladies in the villa community carrying large and small bags going in and out of various luxury brand stores. He walked along the route Su Xiaoqiang had mentioned, but naturally found nothing.

Even though Lu Mingfei explained to Su Xiaoqiang that what she saw was not the real world, Su Xiaoqiang still had a lot of psychological trauma about this street. When she was shopping on his back, she didn't dare to pass by this place.

Without any results, Lu Mingfei stood in front of a shop counter and pondered. He expected Nibelungen to reappear, but he did not expect that Su Xiaoqiang, who had no bloodline, would be involved.

The hybrids are degenerating, and ordinary people are completely dimensionality-reducing when facing the deadpool dragons. The revived Nibelungen, and the deadpools and dragons inside, will not have sympathy and let them go.

His peaceful life was broken, and the word "peaceful" no longer had anything to do with him, but that didn't mean he wanted the world to become worse. With great power came great responsibility, and if he wanted to do something greedy, he had to take responsibility for it. Clearing the revived Nibelungen was one of his responsibilities.

Lu Mingfei sighed. In the end, he ended up living the life that the crappy plan wanted him to live.

After wandering slowly on the street for a while, he did not find any so-called entrance or strange places. His infallible sense of smell for deadpools or dragons did not respond. It seemed that Su Xiaoqiang's entry into the Nibelungen might really be just an accident.

After making some inferences, Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pockets and went back to where he came from. He stopped at the intersection where Su Xiaoqiang had crossed before and looked back for the last time.

The streets under the neon lights were full of extravagance and luxury, and the lights were mixed with the proud laughter of the ladies. The luxury cars parked on the street reflected the luxurious light, showing the style of the upper class. Lu Mingfei was too lazy to stay any longer and stepped into the intersection.

Then he suddenly paused, he heard that in the world that was not illuminated by the dazzling neon lights, there were deformed monsters rubbing their claws and fangs. They climbed on the wreckage of expensive cars, smashed the cabinets of luxury stores, and tore up those exquisite clothes, shoes and bags, just to find a little blood food to fill their hunger.

Lu Mingfei suddenly turned around. The bustling street was still the same as before, luxurious as it should be, intoxicating as it should be... However, the glass on the window facing him should have reflected his figure, but for some reason, it was a white figure.

The figure had a pair of golden eyes that were more beautiful than any gemstones. They stared at him silently, and his reflection, which should have been projected onto the glass surface, was reflected in the pupils.

“???, Attack: ???; Defense: ???; Agility: ???.”

A person suddenly passed by the cabinet, blocking the cabinet's reflection. When the passerby left, Lu Mingfei looked over again, and he was the only one on the reflective surface of the glass.

"No..." He muttered, a strong sense of disobedience emerged in his thoughts. Those eyes were so familiar to him...

After a long walk, Lu Mingfei returned home. He opened the door and walked in, then walked out again after a while, confirming the floor and door number. This was indeed his home.

Lu Mingfei walked back in. Chen Motong, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back at him and said, "You're back. Wash your hands. We'll be eating soon."

Chen Motong was wearing home clothes and an apron. Her long red hair was tied up and casually draped behind her head. She held the wok with one hand and the spatula with the other. Her movements were not very skillful, but she was very strong. Cooking was like commanding an army.

Lu Mingfei was almost scared, because cooking was like fighting a war, just like his fierce mother.

Shaking his head, Lu Mingfei threw away this sudden horrible thought, and his head was full of question marks: "...No, why are you the one cooking?"

Chen Motong turned around and rolled her eyes at him: "Are you waiting to eat air if you don't cook? Or do you feel surprised that I can cook?"

“…A little bit indeed.” Suppressing the feeling of seeing a ghost in his mind, Lu Mingfei walked into the house with a strange feeling in his heart.

He was surprised to find that the living room, which had been kept very tidy by Patsy, was now a little messy... Actually, it wasn't really messy, it just seemed a little crowded because there were suddenly more things.

These things were nothing special, just some furniture that Lu Mingfei had packed up a long time ago and no one could use. Before he left, he told the two girls who stayed at home to look for anything they needed in the compartment where the sundries were stored.

Lu Mingfei went to the clothesline in front of the window and took a look. There were girls' clothes hanging on it. Either Chen Motong's or Xia Mi's. Of course, there were no close-fitting clothes. They were probably hanging in their rooms.

Originally living alone, he just tidied up the house casually, but suddenly there were two more people in it. The full atmosphere of life made Lu Mingfei dazed for a moment.

Lu Mingfei took a look inside the kitchen before he walked over. Chen Motong hadn't lied to him. She could cook, but it didn't seem like she did it very often. He sniffed and looked at it again. It tasted sour and sweet. It was sweet and sour pork ribs.

However, Lu Mingfei was sharp-eyed and saw that several pieces of ribs were already burnt, and it seemed that they were not far from being burnt. The corners of his mouth twitched, and the villain in his heart could not help but punch the wall. There was no need to think like that!
Lu's mother can cook. The way she used to struggle with the pots and pans at home is very similar to Chen Motong now. Even the way she easily burns the ribs when frying is the same.

As for her cooking skills... I can only say that she is worse than the weird aunt Su Xiaoyan. Or rather, any person would be better than the weird aunt.

"Where's Xia Mi? Why can't I see her?" Lu Mingfei said as he walked around the room but didn't see the little troublemaker.

Chen Motong paused for a moment when she heard his question. When she smelled a burning smell, she hurriedly stirred the pot and said, "I went out to buy some seasoning. I've been gone for a while."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Chen Motong with a strange expression. The chef went out to buy seasonings, leaving a novice cook at home to cook. What kind of weird combination is this?
"...I can't recognize the seasoning." Chen Motong seemed to see what he was thinking and explained lightly. Lu Mingfei glanced at her face twice, and there was no trace of embarrassment on her face.

There were faint footsteps in the corridor, and Xia Mi came back in a hurry, carrying a lot of bags: "Get out of the way!"

She pushed Lu Mingfei aside and entered the kitchen, put down the bags in her hands, then twitched her delicate little nose, pushed Chen Motong aside, and returned to the position of chef.

"Ah, it's hopeless. I told you to wait until I come back to fix it." She said to Lu Mingfei while trying to make amends, "Busy man, are you back? If you're not busy now, can you help me sort out the things I bought and put them in the refrigerator?"

Chen Motong silently untied her apron and handed it over, then walked out of the kitchen very self-awarely and shrugged at Lu Mingfei.

The small dining table was just big enough for three people to sit down. Lu Mingfei held the bowl and chopsticks, and hesitated for a moment in front of the delicious dishes made by Xia Mi and the burnt sweet and sour spare ribs made by Chen Motong.

Then, he picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs under the half-closed eyes of the little troublemaker who looked at him with a look of "are you sick?" Don't get me wrong, this is not a preference for someone, he just saw that the effort and steps were similar, and he simply wanted to try how similar the taste was.

Lu Mingfei stuffed the whole piece of ribs into his mouth, chewed it, and then spit out the bones expressionlessly. He lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

"Senior Brother, don't you know that I shouldn't talk while eating or sleeping?" Xia Mi glanced at him.

"I didn't say anything, you were the one who spoke first." Lu Mingfei held back his laughter.

The taste of the fried pork ribs is really not that good. Although it is better than that made by weird aunt Su Xiaoyan, it is still much worse than that of Renata and Su Xiaoqiang next door, not to mention Chef Xia.

But he really couldn't understand how there could be people in this world who could cook dishes that were just as unpalatable.

Chen Motong tasted the ribs she made with an expressionless face, and then spit them out with an expressionless face. This was really only slightly better than Chu Yu's mother. She suddenly paused, and looked at Lu Mingfei with some surprise when he picked up another piece of ribs. After watching him take a bite, she couldn't help laughing.

In her sight, the figure of Lu Mingfei sitting at the table overlapped with the figure of a boy who was also smiling. The boy was Lu Mingfei when he was a child. He also smiled like that at the table, chewing sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth.

Chen Motong silently picked up another piece of ribs and took another bite. She couldn't help but cover her face and lower her head. Sure enough, it was still very unpalatable... But why couldn't she hold back the smile on her lips?

After dinner, Lu Mingfei lay in a rocking chair, enjoying the autumn breeze while digesting his food. He secretly warned himself that he could not be so leisurely any longer. He was still young, but how could he be as leisurely as countless middle-aged and elderly men? This was not okay.

But once he lay down, his mind suddenly stopped working. Try harder, don't just let it go on like this... Let's talk about it tomorrow!

Fenrir also lay at his feet. Xia Mi made dog food for him. He must have eaten well to grow so big. The dog's furry tail rested on Lu Mingfei's calf, sweeping back and forth. His ears also swayed, and he looked quite comfortable.

Xia Mi lay on the sofa watching TV, laughing from time to time. Her white feet were raised and swaying. She had summoned Fenrir to be her pillow several times, but each time he ignored her.

The reason was that after dinner, the dog wanted to ask for a bag of potato chips as a snack, but was rejected. He was also dragged into the bathroom and washed up and down against his will... The dog howled and denied anything. Lu Mingfei almost worried about tearing down the bathroom.

After coming out, the dog just lay down on the ground, performing this wonderful scene of the owner being kind and the dog being filial.

As for Chen Motong, she went back to the bedroom. The bedroom door was open, and the sound of keyboard tapping could be heard from time to time. She seemed to be quite busy. Lu Mingfei glanced at Chen Motong, and by chance, his eyes met hers as she was also looking over here.

The two of them looked away tacitly and continued doing their own things. Lu Mingfei continued to feel strange about this inexplicable sense of tacit understanding.

The night gradually deepened. Although it was a weekend, it was no reason to stay up late. Xia Mi and Chen Motong, who had developed the habit of going to bed early, had already gone to bed, and Lu Mingfei also took the dog back to the room.

The slightly cold autumn wind blew in from the ventilation gap of the window, and the drawn curtains fluttered slightly. The scattered lights outside the window illuminated the two girls sleeping soundly on the bed. Chen Motong closed his eyes tightly, but frowned, and did not look very restful.

In contrast to her, Xia Mi's sleep quality can only be described as enviable. She spread her arms and legs, and occupied about two-thirds of the bed in an extremely domineering manner, aiming to make others sleep uneasy.

The cold wind blowing into the bedroom gradually stopped, and the floating curtains fell back. The silent black figure outside the window also slowly closed his eyes, covering up the golden light bursting from his eyes.

After making sure that they were both asleep, Lu Mingfei tiptoed back to his window and called out to the awake dog inside. The dog's eyes glowed in the dark, and he used his front paws to hold the potato chips he had just put down in his arms.

It responded with a low sound, indicating that it had a sweet dream of falling into a pile of snacks tonight and had no idea when the person on the bed disappeared.

Lu Mingfei gave it a thumbs up, fell backwards, and quickly disappeared into the neighborhood in the middle of the night.

In the darkness, a pair of bright golden eyes slightly opened, and she sat up silently, and the dark bedroom was illuminated by her eyes. She first turned her head and looked at her roommate who tried her best to wake up, but still couldn't wake up.

With a sneer, she looked towards the next room, and opened her mouth silently, as if asking someone. Then, she froze for a moment, and angrily warned the person on the other side not to become a fool.

As a result, the answer she got from the other side was not to disturb his midnight snack time.

(End of this chapter)