Chapter 14: The Shame of the Dragon King, the White Prostitute Blames Comrade Xia Mi
Although he doesn't have a complete "knowledge of the roots", cough cough, this "knowing the roots" is not the other "knowing the roots", but Lu Zefei's wariness of Xia Mi is not as heavy as it was at the beginning.
After all, Xia Mi's personality is biased towards humans, and her words, Lu Zefei feels that they are still very credible after his own judgment.
He thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Well, Natsumi, I may have lost a small memory, I want to know, how did we meet?" ”
"What's wrong with Shilan Middle School? Let's go to a school, I found you, isn't it normal? Xia Mi looked sideways at Lu Zefei.
Lu Zefei bowed slightly, acquiescing to this explanation.
"Are the two of us alright?" Natsumi winked playfully, and it sounded like a couple who had just finished a fight and got back together.
Lu Zefei said: "Well, there is one thing you have to promise me, you can't kill innocent people. ”
At least not in front of me.
Lu Zefei added in his heart.
It's not that he wants to be a virgin, it's just that the basic moral education in his previous life gave him a clear bottom line.
If the other party is a dragon king who is thirsty for killing, then Lu Zefei will not necessarily hunt the other party, but he will definitely stay away.
After listening to this, Xia Mi nodded very seriously, "I can promise you this, the purpose of my awakening has nothing to do with human beings, and I have no intention of snatching the world back from human hands." ”
"But Xia Mi, your spirit is really powerful." Lu Zefei complimented.
"That's, I'm an A-class half-blood, that level of Deadpool, I'll kill one of them!" Natsumi snorted.
It's not that Xia Mi is bragging, if it weren't for Long Erli Xia Mi letting go of the Pacific Ocean to fight Chu Zihang, he wouldn't be able to beat Xia Mi if he became a deadpool.
"Then, Xia Mi, you are so powerful, you bought tonight's order."
There was silence in the room.
Xia Mi sighed faintly and said, "Hey, when I think of the final judgment, I don't think about tea and dinner, and I don't have much appetite. ”
Lu Zefei looked at the plates full of dishes in front of Xia Mi.
The two tacitly continued to cook.
......
I ate from half past seven until half past ten in the evening.
The heartless aunt didn't ask the hapless nephew why he hadn't come home yet.
In fact, even if Lu Zefei doesn't return at night, it is estimated that his aunt will not care.
After all, if Lu Zefei has an accident, he still eats with less mouth and spends less money on his own, so why not do it?
For these three hours, Lu Zefei's task was to eat, eat, and eat without listening.
The more you eat, the hungrier you get, and the hungrier you get, the more you can eat.
Xia Mi and Lu Zefei are like starving ghosts reincarnated, or the kind of hungry ghosts who like to compare, and they eat more than anyone else.
It wasn't until the owner of this buffet restaurant and many employees showed their "fierce light" that Lu Zefei reluctantly finished nibbling on the last piece of chicken leg.
At the last minute of the end of the buffet, Lu Zefei and Xia Mi leisurely walked to the front desk to check out.
The aunt, who was in charge of the inventory, worked hard to rummage through the remaining soup.
Except for a few fine crumbs, not even the tomatoes used as soup stock were found.
"Do you two have the skills to pull while eating?" The buffet owner, with a dark face, asked solemnly.
Lu Zefei: "......"
Natsumi: "......"
What made Lu Zefei a little speechless was that when she paid the bill, Xia Mi actually said that she had no money on her, Lu Zefei looked at her suspiciously, she also looked at Lu Zefei suspiciously, and then, the proprietress looked at the two high school students suspiciously...
In the end, Lu Zefei dug into his pocket and spent the pocket money he had saved from frugality.
After paying the money, Xia Mi looked at Lu Zefei's face as thick as a rainstorm, coughed embarrassedly, and said, "Don't mind, I, I can't help it, that, you can go to Chu Zihang, his family is very rich." ”
"So, you, Comrade Xia Mi, the shameful white prostitute of the Dragon King, do you want me to get close to Chu Zihang's facial paralysis?"
Are you a little embarrassed to prostitute Chu Zihang every day, and now let me approach the other party?
"What is facial paralysis?" Xia Mi didn't know if she deliberately diverted the topic, or if she really hadn't heard the term facial paralysis, so she asked in surprise.