Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

The strong arms around her waist made her feel a sense of care and need she had never experienced before.

She felt that she was the most important treasure!

She didn't hug him back, but instead wrapped her hands between the two of them, tightly gripping Xia Mu's clothes on his shoulders, feeling the peace and wonderful feeling of being completely enveloped.

Xia Mu originally thought she would lose control of herself and be blinded by hormones by such a powerful embrace.

But when the moment truly arrived, he realized that an embrace could be independent of desire.

The girl nestled so small, so attached, so content in his arms, giving him a sense of satisfaction from being relied upon.

He had never felt his arms were so strong, capable of supporting a world for two, of creating a safe and happy space for the girl in his arms.

Her gentle breaths were like a soft hand caressing her neck, and her long, straight hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Xia Mu released one hand from her slender waist and gently stroked her smooth, fragrant long hair, from the back of her head down to her waist.

Erii felt as if she were enveloped in warm clouds, her gaze becoming hazy before finally closing gently, completely immersed in the comfort of being held.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bustling city has quieted down after a day of noise, but the lights still faithfully perform their duties, bringing some light to this place.

Inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, shadows overlapped, lingering for a long time...

the next day.

When Natsuki took Erii to buy pajamas, despite wearing a mask, Erii was easily recognized due to her distinctive red hair and eyes.

After a chaotic commotion, the two managed to escape, bringing her back many sets of pajamas, or rather, nightgowns, all of which covered her upper thighs...

It wasn't that Xia Mu had bad intentions, but rather that the girl herself loved beauty and refused to wear unnecessary long pants at home.

In the afternoon, Xia Mu drove alone to the neighboring city, Suzhou.

He planned to complete the second task in half a day, and then come back in the evening to record the life exploration program with Erii.

What is the meaning of life?

"Life has no meaning."

When Xia Mu submitted his arguments to the program team this morning, he was almost thought to be just trying to attract attention. It was only after Chen Ning repeatedly assured him that the topic was accepted.

He believed that no one understood life better than him, whether it was a past life or a present one…

"That Lu Mingfei, I thought he was a coward and a weakling, but I didn't expect him to actually reject us!"

Upon arriving in Suzhou, Xia Mu picked up Chen Motong at the designated location.

The little witch jumped around, her teeth itching with hatred: "Before, he looked as listless as a dried cucumber, but after I coaxed him a few times, he actually confessed his feelings and even rejected our invitation because of it. He's as energetic as a celery stalk soaked in water."

"Confess your feelings? Does he have a crush on someone?" Xia Mu asked knowingly.

Chen Motong rolled her eyes: "Chen Wenwen, a classmate with a white dress, long hair, gentle and quiet, and 1.65 meters tall, well, that's about right, a very popular 'white lotus' in school."

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“Completely the opposite of you,” Xia Mu added quietly.

Looking back now, Lu Mingfei's taste was quite unique. He liked Chen Wenwen for so many years, but in the end, he fell into the arms of Chen Motong, who was on the opposite side.

"Hey, why isn't Xia Liyi here? It's easier to talk to her with such a big star like her!" Chen Motong crossed his legs in the passenger seat.

Xia Mu glanced at her: "As the rumored boyfriend of a big star, wouldn't my presence make it more relatable?"

“Heh,” Chen Motong said with undisguised sarcasm, “Lu Mingfei is a complete loser. What he wants is not to become you, but to be favored by the goddess in his heart.”

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Xia Mu was confident, after all, he knew what would happen tonight, a super dramatic plot.

Chen Motong didn't believe it: "You know he's going to confess tonight, right? I taught him three magic weapons. If he succeeds in confessing, then there's absolutely no hope!"

"You taught me three great treasures? What are they?" Xia Mu asked.

Chen Motong smiled and said, "Music, flowers, and shout 'I love you' out loud."

Xia Mu's face twitched: "Are you sure you're not teaching him how to be heartbroken?"

"Who knows..."

Chen Motong looked out the window, a strange look in his eyes: "Maybe some girls just like that..."

Chapter 92 Lu Mingfei Unaffected

"Today was supposed to be our literary society's gathering, but I'm just taking this opportunity to..."

“We’re about to break up, and I don’t want to regret it. I want to tell Chen Wenwen… It’s all on the screen… I have to take this gamble! Otherwise, if we break up and never see each other again, and I’ve liked someone for three years without anyone knowing, wouldn’t that be incredibly unlucky?”

Xia Mu and Chen Motong stood in the shadows of the screening room, watching the farce unfold on stage.

The one confessing his feelings... was certainly not Lu Mingfei.

He stood on that photocopy, head down, not looking at anyone; he was that lowercase, exceptionally listless "i".

"His confession became the backdrop for someone else's 'I love you' display; there's no one more unlucky than him..."

Even from such a distance, Xia Mu could feel the despair of a three-year unrequited love completely shattered.

"Everyone knows he likes Chen Wenwen, yet they treat him like a joke," Chen Motong said, shaking his hand with a grim expression. "That's going too far!"

Looking at that incredibly unlucky kid on stage, she felt an overwhelming urge to help him.

Just like when she sees a pitiful stray cat or dog on the street, or a little kid being bullied, she always wants to do something to help.

That's just the kind of person she is.

It's a pity I accidentally picked up Lu Mingfei, such a stubborn person...

What are you going to do?

Chen Motong turned to leave, but Xia Mu pulled her back.

“It was my selfishness that led him into such a terrible situation, and I have a responsibility to pull him out,” she said earnestly.

“Don’t do that,” Xia Mu said, looking at her. “Believe me, you absolutely don’t want to bear the consequences of the future.”

"What do you mean?" Chen Motong frowned.

Xia Mu shook his head: "Why don't you use your abilities to speculate on Lu Mingfei's personality? If you pull him out of his lowest point, how will he treat you?"

"I don't care how he treats me, I'm just not happy with him right now, so I'm going to..."

Chen Motong's impatient voice suddenly stopped, and she slowly looked up at Lu Mingfei: "You mean, I will become... another Chen Wenwen in his heart?"

“Not just another one, but a complete replacement for Chen Wenwen,” Xia Mu scoffed. “I heard you have a boyfriend, and he’s the president of the student council at Kassel College. You probably don’t want this to happen, do you?”

Chen Motong's expression shifted between light and dark.

“Oh, no, maybe you enjoy being fawned over by a lot of people?” Xia Mu said again.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Motong put her hands on her hips, clearly a little angry: "I just pity him! I pity him for how weak, helpless, and pathetic he looks! I can't just do nothing because I'm afraid he'll fall for me, can I?"

"Anyway, he's heartbroken and played by everyone, so he'll definitely go back to Kassel after it's all over," Xia Mu said, shrugging.

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Chen Motong paused, then said, "That seems to make sense. So, I've completed my mission? But..."

She glanced up at the ugly duckling-like boy on the stage, still feeling a pang of pity: "Isn't it because of me that he's suffered so much?"

"You'll get called a scumbag and a central air conditioner if you do that," Xia Mu shook her head.

Chen Motong raised her head, her expression disdainful: "I can do whatever I want, why should I care about other people's opinions? I just like to pity cats and dogs, is it wrong for me to lend a hand when I see them?"

"Alright, alright," Xia Mu gave up trying to persuade him, "but I'm more suitable to appear than you for this occasion."

"you?"

Chen Motong's eyes lit up: "That's true, you're quite famous, even if it's just a scandal, it's still easy for you to make a splash. Come on, let me plan your entrance. You absolutely have to use that Lamborghini of yours..."

While the two of them went out to prepare, Lu Mingfei slowly squatted down next to the screen.

Now nobody pays attention to "I Love You" anymore; it's been turned into a lowercase "e," and nobody even glances at it.

"Isn't that a surprise, sister-in-law?" Zhao Menghua's brother said very generously.

"Not surprising at all, I knew you guys were up to this, but I just didn't say anything, you're all so shameless," Chen Wenwen said happily and shyly, shaking Zhao Menghua's hand.

Everyone, including Chen Wenwen herself, knew that this was the true meaning of confessing one's feelings—it was the banner of victory, while confessing one's unrequited love usually had no chance.

Lu Mingfei hung his head and walked silently toward the entrance of the screening room.

"Don't run away, don't run away! Even the extras get red envelopes!" Zhao Menghua's brother shouted to him. "Everyone deserves credit!"

Lu Mingfei turned around, and Zhao Menghua squinted one eye and made a face at him.

Lu Mingfei knew what that meant. He felt he should go back and beat up Zhao Menghua, but his athletic performance was far inferior to Zhao Menghua's, and besides, Zhao Menghua had a bunch of brothers.

He'd been down on his luck for so many years that he was used to it, so he just said "Oh," turned around, and continued walking towards the stage to be his "i."

Just then, light shone from behind him, as if lightning had broken through the dark clouds, and the doors to the screening room suddenly opened.

In everyone's life, there are always a few times when they feel like they've seen the gates of heaven open. Lu Mingfei waited eighteen years, and at his lowest point, the gates opened.

However, no one came in.

Only one sleek, cool Lamborghini slowly drove up to the entrance.

The two headlights blinded everyone.

"Lu Mingfei! What are you doing! We need to get to Xia Liyi's show soon, or we'll be late!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

Xia Mu, dressed in an exquisite white suit, stepped out of the driver's seat.

The soft thud of the shiny leather shoes on the ground was so clear.

He leaned against the hood of the sports car with his hands in his pockets, casually glancing around.

Everyone fell silent. This outsider who had suddenly barged in overshadowed everyone present with his brilliance.

He's too dazzling, so dazzling that it makes you feel like he's just there to show off.

But everyone heard him clearly: Lu Mingfei? He came to see Lu Mingfei?

"you…"