Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 105 Su Xiaoqiang's offensiveness seems a bit too strong (3K)

Surprise.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he needed a translator.

Chu Zihang would be a good fit.

Let him translate what "surprise" means.

Lu Mingfei now understood why Su Xiaoqiang had gone to such lengths to arrange this whole affair, even if it were just for the sake of granting him one more request.

He also learned why Aunt Anne was so indignant and furious, so impatient, that she even took out scissors and started cutting his hair while still in the gym.

It is generally unbearable for anyone to find something perfect covered in dust.

But... how could it be myself?
"I see, this is a head transplant, right? Aunt Annie isn't actually a stylist, but an internationally renowned magician?"

Lu Mingfei murmured.

"How long does this magic trick last? A few minutes? Will everything be back to normal if I close my eyes and open them again? Oh, and could you take a picture of me? That way I can brag about it later, saying I used to be handsome..."

He was about to launch into a torrent of nonsense when Su Xiaoqiang walked up behind him in the mirror, at which point he finally stopped.

For some reason, the girl's face still had a lingering blush, which added a final, tiny flaw to her already almost flawless appearance, making her stunningly beautiful.

In the mirror, outside the mirror.

Boy and girl.

The whole world seemed to fall silent. Two perfect realms, one divine and one human, intertwined at that moment. Everything else shrank, until only the two of them remained in their field of vision.

Aunt Anne had subconsciously held her breath, but her phone was already in hand, ready to be taken.

"This is not magic."

Su Xiaoqiang slowly leaned down, stopping at the same height as Lu Mingfei.

The pleasant scent enveloped him, and Lu Mingfei's breathing unconsciously quickened, his heartbeat gradually accelerating.

Their gazes met through the mirror, their faces almost touching, and they could already faintly feel each other's warmth.

“This is you.”

she says.

These four simple words are like the sharpest knife in the world.

We will thoroughly expose Lu Mingfei's habit of talking nonsense, pretending to be stupid, and glossing over things whenever he encounters something unacceptable!

"This is... me?"

Yes, that's you.

Su Xiaoqiang gently pinched Lu Mingfei's face, as if to prove to him that this was not some kind of cutting-edge technology-made human skin mask.

Her voice was low, with a hint of nonchalance.

"What, this guy who's two-timing, finished high school math in seven days and started self-studying advanced math, and is confident he can improve his total score by nearly two hundred in ten days, still can't accept the fact that he's handsome?"

"Where did I...have two-timing? That's slander, pure slander! I'll sue you for defamation!"

Lu Mingfei's heart tightened, and he quickly said.

"Oh, you're quite perceptive? Indeed, I misspoke."

Su Xiaoqiang smiled, her bright eyes narrowing into a dangerous arc.

"Now, there should be three."

These words struck Lu Mingfei like a heavy hammer, causing his heart to skip a beat before racing rapidly.

"You should know what I mean, right?"

Su Xiaoqiang laughed, a dangerous laugh, like a fox eyeing delicious meat, its mouth watering.

Lu Mingfei certainly knew—

He himself is that piece of meat!
His heart leaped into his throat, and an idea popped into Lu Mingfei's mind uncontrollably.

A piece of meat...

There are only three people, how can that be enough?
……

Outside the gym, next to a Mercedes-Benz S65 AMG.

Uncle Chen stretched and casually glanced around, but he had already roughly assessed all the potential dangers.

As a professional driver and bodyguard, this had almost become his instinct.

All is well.

"Is it almost time?"

He muttered to himself and glanced at his watch.

It was exactly 10 p.m.

Just as he caught a glimpse of the time, Uncle Chen noticed a car slowly approaching out of the corner of his eye, so he looked up and carefully examined the car.

That was a stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom, which cost over seven million just for the base model.

"There are quite a few wealthy people in this city."

Uncle Chen thought to himself, but didn't pay much attention.

He'd seen vehicles worth hundreds of millions, some of which could even fly.

The extended Rolls-Royce Phantom stood there quietly, as if waiting for someone.

……

It was past ten o'clock at night.

It's time to go home...

Lu Mingfei, who had just finished showering for the second time in a short period of time that evening, walked with Su Xiaoqiang as they left the gym.

The first shower was because I had just gotten a haircut and needed to wash away the loose hair. The second shower was after I went to the gym, when I needed to wash off the sweat.

The schedule is always so "humane," giving you every minute of the allotted time, but once the plan is completed, it doesn't give you a single second of rest time.

Along the way, Lu Mingfei found it quite difficult to adapt.

He was used to keeping a low profile. Before, as a nobody, he couldn't help but keep a low profile.

But now...

Great attention!

This feeling isn't like being dragged to the podium during a morning meeting and publicly criticized, feeling utterly ashamed.

Instead, it's as if you're on a stage with a spotlight shining down on you, surrounded by complete darkness. Naturally, everyone's attention is drawn to this spot, and they exclaim in admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Lu Mingfei had briefly experienced this kind of gaze before, but it was usually directed at other people around him, which he had unintentionally intercepted, and he would get annoyed for a short time.

But now, not only have these gazes not changed... they are firmly fixed on him.

Even regardless of gender!

"Is this the kind of life you used to live?"

Lu Mingfei asked Su Xiaoqiang abruptly.

"I've been used to it since I was little."

Su Xiaoqiang actually understood. She jumped lightly twice, and even her reply was light and cheerful.

"From now on, you'll have to learn to adapt."

Because of those two light jumps that brought her to Lu Mingfei's side, she turned her head and smiled as she spoke.

"If you can't adapt, then come with me often. At least I can help you share half the burden."

The pride and confidence that belonged to the little fairy, and the flirtation that couldn't be more obvious.

Lu Mingfei felt his overburdened little heart skip another beat... This was already the umpteenth time tonight!

Uncle Chen didn't come to the gym tonight to assist, which now seems to be because Chu Zihang had told him beforehand. Su Xiaoqiang also didn't bring a female coach.

So, after Aunt Annie packed her things and left, lamenting, "If only I were twenty years younger," only the two of them remained in the gym.

Now, Su Xiaoqiang naturally had no choice but to assist Lu Mingfei in his training.

If it were just fixed equipment, it would be fine, but Lu Mingfei has now evolved to the stage of using free equipment, and in this process, some physical contact between the two is inevitable...

Su Xiaoqiang didn't intentionally do anything outrageous; at most, she teased him verbally. But even so, an incident, or rather, an "accident," still occurred—

At that time, Lu Mingfei was doing a sit-up press, and Su Xiaoqiang was assisting him.

Before this, Su Xiaoqiang felt a bit hot. Therefore, although she wasn't doing strength training tonight, she changed into a light yoga outfit.

When performing a bench press, the assistant should stand in front of the supine presser's head, lean slightly forward, and reach out to support the barbell.

This can prevent the lifter from becoming exhausted or weak enough to lift the barbell, which could cause it to fall and injure them.

From the perspective of the person lying on their back...

So, during that lift, Lu Mingfei's pectoralis major, triceps brachii, anterior deltoid, and other muscles all started complaining in unison—

"Where's the blood? I'm asking you, where did the blood go? How can I exert my power without blood! Who's secretly stealing the blood?"

The culprit naturally remained silent.

Before Su Xiaoqiang could react, she helped Lu Mingfei pull up the pole and put it back in place. Before she could even say, "This weight shouldn't be like this," her eyes fell on the culprit that was so obvious...

After that, the two of them remained silent and tacitly switched to fixed-equipment training.

In short, Lu Mingfei felt that Su Xiaoqiang's aggressiveness was perhaps a bit too strong.

Even though he knew that "Little Fairy" had always been a person who dared to love and hate, her current aggressiveness had probably been deliberately toned down; at least she hadn't confessed directly, but rather used various subtle verbal teasing...

But with the blessing of "a graceful lady with hidden talents", who can resist?

Anyway, Lu Mingfei couldn't hold on.

"I prefer taking a car to walking."

He could only change the subject with nonsense, saying, "One of the important hallmarks of human evolution is learning to use tools..."

As they spoke, the two had already walked out of the gym.

They fell into a sudden silence.

Shortly after 10 p.m., the city's massive shell began to shed its clamor. Its breathing became slow and deep, and a vast and empty silence quietly permeated the air.

Those once imposing skyscrapers, which were magnificent during the day, are now mostly just outlines, dotted with a few still-lit square windows. Like the half-open, emotionless eyes of a giant beast, they indifferently gaze down at the streets below, which are gradually sinking into silence.

The steps of the boy and girl gradually became synchronized, and even their heartbeats seemed to be in sync.

But separation is always inevitable.

Despite some subconscious reluctance.

"So today... eh?"

Lu Mingfei was about to say goodbye when he was taken aback because he didn't see the familiar Mercedes S500 in the scene he glanced at.

"Didn't Aunt Zhang come to pick you up today?"

"what?"

Su Xiaoqiang was also taken aback. She then raised her gaze, which had been fixed on the two people's footsteps, and when it swept over the spot where Aunt Zhang usually stopped by the roadside, her body instinctively stiffened.

"Really? Look!"

Lu Mingfei pointed over there, "There's a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked over there, a long wheelbase one!"

He clicked his tongue twice: "How much will this car cost after it's been driven off the lot?"

"1024.5."

Su Xiaoqiang answered him.

"So accurate? You must have just guessed..."

Lu Mingfei spoke subconsciously, then suddenly paused.

He stiffly turned his neck toward Su Xiaoqiang, his face blank, unsure of what expression to make.

"Could it be... from your house?"

(End of this chapter)