Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 421 Pick it up

The metal buckle made a creaking sound. Lu Mingfei looked up with some concern, stretched out his hand and pulled the buckle nailed to the ceiling to make sure it would not break easily.

The activity room of the literature club was used by the boxing club before it was allocated to the literature club. In general public schools, boxing clubs are not common. After all, in the minds of many parents, it is better to write more test papers than to spend time on how to sweat.

But this is Shilan Middle School, there are many rich and idle young men, the school is naturally happy to let them swing their fists and burn off some energy. However, also because it is Shilan, most of the young ladies and young men who usually have trouble opening a bottle of water are young, so this club, which has some physical requirements, did not last long.

When the club was changed, the materials in the activity room were naturally emptied, but some things could not be replaced, such as this button nailed to the ceiling.

Originally, this would not have any impact on the club activities, but Chen Wenwen looked up at the buckle several times. She also has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, and always felt that since the button could not be removed, it would be better to hang something on it.

For example, you can hang a swing or a rocking chair, so that you can read a book while rocking gently on it, which seems to feel pretty good.

However, her little ideas ultimately came to nothing. It wasn't because the club didn't allow these things to happen, nor was it because the club didn't have enough funds. Even if the funds were really insufficient, the club members who came because of her were willing to give her one.

Chen Wenwen was unable to fulfill her wish because the space was too small. The bookcases, tables and chairs of all sizes left no space left in the spacious activity room. It was hard to even hang a swing or a cradle, let alone a person. The person would have to curl up his hands and feet, or they would bump into each other.

Now, Chen Wenwen finally used the hook as she wished, and rocked gently here, but she didn't use a swing or a cradle chair...

Lu Mingfei covered his forehead, his mind seemed a little dazed. Why did things turn out like this?

Chen Wenwen took off her school uniform jacket in front of him just now, not because she wanted to imitate the pervert culture of a certain island country. She was actually wearing a shirt that matched her school uniform under her school uniform.

At most, the shirt is on the outside, tied with something that cannot be described in detail. All I can say is that the pattern looks like tortoise shell.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take a breath. Before he even started, Chen Wenwen was already prepared... How on earth did she do something this complicated?
Chen Wenwen, who had already made preparations in advance, turned around and put her hands behind her back. In fact, at this point, it didn't matter whether Lu Mingfei took action or not, but it seemed that he had to have some sense of participation. This last step had to be completed by him.

This time, the scale was much higher than the last time, which made Lu Mingfei stunned for a moment. When Chen Wenwen urged him again, he subconsciously helped her tie a pretty bow.

Chen Wenwen kept this awkward posture for a long time before she let out a long breath. She turned around and said to Lu Mingfei naturally that she didn't feel anything unusual anymore and it was time to move on to the next step.

When she said this, there was no trace of blush on her fair face, as if this was not enough to make her blush, which was proof that the desensitization training had taken effect.

Because it was inconvenient to move now, Chen Wenwen asked Lu Mingfei to help her take out the things in the bag. Most of the things in the bag were on Chen Wenwen, so Lu Mingfei didn't spend much time and took out the things that Chen Wenwen needed next.

That was the chain for hanging the sandbag, which could just be hung on the reserved buckle on the ceiling.

Lu Mingfei naturally understood what this thing was used for. There were no sandbags or cradles here, so it was obvious what it was used for. He hesitated a little, he was not a fool, Chen Wenwen's lame excuse could not fool him.

Even though Chen Wenwen appears to be normal now and seems to be getting better due to the "treatment", it still cannot change the fact that the treatment process is almost exactly the same as the alphabet game.

What's more, Chen Wenwen's calm expression at the moment was the biggest disturbance. Lu Mingfei actually hoped that she could blush a little at this moment.

The appearance of witches is always so inexplicable. The little witches surrounded Chen Wenwen, who was well prepared, with noble gold overflowing from her beautiful big eyes. There was scrutiny in her eyes, and the playful look on her delicate little face was not intended to be hidden at all.

The little witch exclaimed in amazement: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm a little scared. I can't believe that this seemingly quiet girl has such a wild hobby."

"What are you doing here?" Lu Mingfei looked down at her.

The witch is still delicate and cute today, with her twin ponytails and fluffy skirt swaying back and forth. She looks like a doll that makes people want to hold her in their arms and pamper her. She is still very deceptive... but she is also really cute.

Just like the last time the little witch appeared, Chen Wenwen seemed to be frozen in time. It seemed that Lu Mingfei was the only person in the world who could move freely. He was also the only one who could see the little witch running out of his mind.

Since accepting Izanami's spiritual legacy and the Dragon Bone Cross, the little witch's interference with reality seems to be even more powerful. On the other hand, a certain dragon priest who was kept alive because he was used as a strengthening material is still in the confinement room, thinking hard about how to win a game back from Jörmungandr.

"Of course I'm here to watch the fun." The little witch answered without hesitation, "I've been peeping at the screen for so long, isn't it just for this moment?"

Lu Mingfei glared at her unhappily: "Finally you admit that you arranged these girls just to watch me!"

"Brother, how can you blame it all on me? Aren't you enjoying it too?" The little witch looked at him aggrievedly.

Lu Mingfei was so angry that he laughed: "I think you are the happiest one. You must have been very happy laughing about Liu Miaomiao's strange habit of falling down whenever she saw me, right?"

"Couldn't she have just stumbled and fallen?" The little witch blinked at him. "When you were teasing her, weren't you also smiling happily?"

Lu Mingfei said nothing and just looked at her quietly.

The witch raised her head and snorted softly: "You have to know that I am your sister, how could I possibly hurt you? Some girls want me to watch the fun, but I don't want to watch it."

Lu Mingfei chuckled: "Then I am really surprised, what excitement would you not want to see?"

The little witch narrowed her eyes and came to Lu Mingfei like a little fox: "Let's not talk about the girls first. My intuition tells me that you want to hug me and pamper me. Just let me obey you this time, and let you hug me." Lu Mingfei lowered his head and looked at the little witch who raised her hands and said, "Hug me quickly, please." "No, I don't want to."

The little witch was very good at using this deceptive appearance to gain sympathy, but he knew that under this cute appearance, the witch had a dark heart...

Wait a minute, Lu Mingfei suddenly paused. He was relying on his cute appearance to confuse others, and then secretly doing pranks... Wasn't this the same him who took advantage of his shrunken body to tease girls the day before yesterday?

The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon, and the dragon is actually me!
"No, you want to. Catch me, otherwise I will cry if I fall!" The little witch didn't care whether he wanted it or not. She suddenly jumped up and hung on Lu Mingfei like a big doll.

Lu Mingfei was startled and hugged her subconsciously. Then he realized that it was impossible for a guy who dared to plot against the Dragon Clan High Priest to fall down while lying and acting like a spoiled child.

The little witch hugged Lu Mingfei's neck and twisted his body: "Hey, how is it? Isn't it nice to have a sister who acts like a spoiled child to you? You must cherish me. If you don't like your girlfriend, you can change her, but you only have one sister, and you can't change her even if you want to."

Lu Mingfei looked at the witch who was acting like a spoiled child to him and sighed deeply. He had also said to Su Xiaoqiang that he should cherish me. If they were to say that they were not siblings, even Lu's mother might not agree, right?
"You've already acted like a spoiled child, but you came out just for this, right?" Lu Mingfei glanced at the little witch.

The little witch gave him a somewhat unhappy look: "It's as if I can't come out to see you just to see you."

She let go of Lu Mingfei's neck, jumped off her, and returned to Chen Wenwen's side. She looked at her and continued to marvel: "I never thought that she, who I picked up casually, could bring us so much fun."

Lu Mingfei corrected her expressionlessly: "Note, it's you, not me."

The little witch glanced back at him and said, "Anyway, you will be happy sometimes."

"You said pick it up?" Lu Mingfei asked the little witch. He vaguely sensed that the little witch disliked Chen Wenwen and seemed to have some prejudice against her.

It is true that Liu Miaomiao, who is so confused and even shy about junior high school biology and looks innocent when it comes to aesthetics, can be regarded as a good source of entertainment by the little witch. She was given an interview notice from Kassel College and was included in the Nibelungen Plan.

But Chen Wenwen, who had awakened a strange sexual fetish and blushed every day when she looked at him for no reason, felt as if she was being targeted. Her strategy mission was issued very early, and there was progress, but it was surprisingly slow.

"Some of the things she did in the old world made me very unhappy." The little witch said, and she mischievously tied the bow behind Chen Wenwen into a knot.

Lu Mingfei looked at her with some confusion: "What's the matter?"

The little witch looked up at him and said, "Anyway, it's something that makes me unhappy, so I won't say it out loud. Anyway, you don't care about the past. What if you find out and don't like her anymore, where can I find fun?"

Lu Mingfei was almost amused by her. He squatted down and pinched her delicate face, saying, "I can show you one right now."

"Forget about making myself the center of the fun." The little witch broke free from him, her skirt swaying.

The little witch suddenly dropped something, which looked like a doll.

Lu Mingfei looked at the doll on the ground with some confusion. The doll was wearing a white skirt, but its upper body was bright red, like a big heart drawn with blood. He was very familiar with the doll's face, it was a Q version of Chen Wenwen.

It was thrown away casually by the little witch, covered with dust, as if no one cared about it anymore, it would be thrown into the garbage recycling station. It might not even need to be recycled, and the only ending would probably be to be thrown into the incinerator and burned to ashes.

"Brother, you now control the power and authority, and a new evolutionary path has been opened to you. You don't have to be instructed by anyone now. Whoever you like will also be in love with you. Whoever you don't like will never appear in your sight again." The little witch returned to Lu Mingfei and held his hand.

She said softly, "She is like this doll to you now. You can ignore her or pick her up with pity."

The little witch's voice sounded more like a snake in the Garden of Eden than a spoiled sister. She just said that if Lu Mingfei hated Chen Wenwen, she would lose a lot of fun. But now she looked like she wished Lu Mingfei would ignore the doll.

"That's true." Lu Mingfei chuckled. "You didn't even tell me why I hate her. Do I have any reason to hate her?"

He reached out his hand in response, but his target was not the doll on the ground, but Chen Wenwen herself.

Chen Wenwen cried out softly, and Lu Mingfei roughly lifted her up with one hand. The strong masculine scent filled her nostrils, causing her heart to beat faster even though she had been trying to remain calm.

As her heartbeat quickened, a pink flush rose from the base of her neck. Chen Wenwen didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that she must be blushing terribly. She looked like a hairy crab just out of the pot, and it was tied up.

"Wait a minute..." Chen Wenwen, who didn't understand why Lu Mingfei became like this, was about to ask, but the other party stuffed something in her mouth, blocking her mouth.

This is one of the magical props in her bag. It is a small ball with many small holes, like a small bowling ball.

On the other side, Lu Mingfei fixed the chain for hanging the sandbag, and after making sure it was fixed, he hung something in his other hand that could replace the sandbag. Chen Wenwen suddenly paused, her beautiful eyes that were full of water and liked by many boys from the literature club who came because of her were a little dazed.
She was like a small insect caught in a spider web. After struggling for a while, she seemed to know that she could not escape and stopped moving. Somewhere she could not see, the witch was looking at her and clapping happily.

The little witch praised Lu Mingfei: "This is what you should be like now, brother. You are already doing something greedy. What you should throw away now is not the doll, but the same as this girl, and throw away your little sense of shame."

(End of this chapter)