Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

Lu Mingfei listened to Liu Miaomiao's story over the phone. It seemed that, according to Su Xiaoqiang, Lu Mingfei was only going out with her at the request of her uncle, and it was not his own will.

After calculating the time, it turned out that Little Fairy called Liu Miaomiao around the time they left the manor, and he didn't even notice.

"Didn't Qiangqiang tell you?" Liu Miaomiao asked.

"No," Lu Mingfei replied truthfully.

"I see." Liu Miaomiao gave a soft hum on the other end of the phone. "In that case, I guess you're at least conscientious enough to bring this up with me..."

"Don't you trust your boyfriend at all? You're hurt, you're hurt," Lu Mingfei complained dramatically.

"Tch, we do trust you, otherwise would we have felt comfortable letting you go to Portugal?"

Liu Miaomiao's tone was willful and aggrieved, and Lu Mingfei could almost picture her pouting on the other end of the phone.

“But…” Liu Miaomiao paused for a moment as she spoke.

"only?"

As soon as Lu Mingfei asked the question, a dull thud sounded on the other end of the phone. Then Liu Miaomiao said anxiously, "Oh, it's nothing, I can't talk to you anymore... My mom is knocking on my door again, I really have to hang up this time!"

Startled by the abrupt interruption, Lu Mingfei paused, realizing he still didn't know what Liu Miaomiao meant by "just." But since his mother-in-law was coming to check on him, he could only change the subject and say, "Well, goodnight?"

"Okok good night."

A soft "mua" sounded out of the receiver without warning. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and then there was a dial tone, and the call ended.

Liu Miaomiao silently watched the phone screen slowly being pressed down, then pressed the Nokia N73, the same model as Lu Mingfei's but with a slightly different color, against her chest, near her left atrium.

fool.

Liu Miaomiao thought about the boy she longed for day and night, and silently cursed him in her heart.

No one knocked on the door; she had just tapped the bedside table with her finger to make it look like someone was knocking, because she didn't want to continue the conversation.

Liu Miaomiao bit her lip, wearing pajamas, and collapsed onto the bed, letting her messy black hair fall onto the sheets. Her watery eyes stared at the empty, monotonous, and dark ceiling.

only……

Being with such a beautiful and wonderful girl like Qiangqiang, even if I trust you completely, I still worry...

If I were a boy, I would definitely...

Liu Miaomiao suddenly interrupted her thoughts. For some reason, she didn't want to think about it anymore.

She suddenly rolled over on the bed, grabbed the pillow next to her and punched it, getting angry for no reason.

You bastard!

Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy...!

Her little fists pounded on the pillow, but even though it was a pillow, her fists were soft and she couldn't bring herself to use force. She kept hitting it for a long time, until she was a little out of breath, before she finally hugged the pillow again, tucked it between her legs, rolled over on the bed, and lay face down.

She blinked, her heart aching, yet filled with a sullen, multifaceted mix of emotions.

She was angry at herself for not being able to get angry at Lu Mingfei, angry at herself for being so generous in letting Lu Mingfei go to Portugal, and angry at herself for not having the courage to ask her parents if she could go with Lu Mingfei.

What's even more infuriating is how Lu Mingfei manages to have such good luck with women, that even she and her best friend have fallen for him.

After calming down, other thoughts began to surface in her mind.

But, if Mingfei really...

What should I do then...?

……

Lu Mingfei, of course, had no idea what Liu Miaomiao, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, was thinking at that moment.

He stared at the gradually darkening phone screen without saying a word.

Lu Mingfei was certainly surprised to learn that Xiao Tiannv had actually told Miaomiao about this. Of course, he wouldn't say he was glad he told Liu Miaomiao. Reporting his work to his junior supervisor, Liu Miaomiao, was simply his duty.

He truly hadn't expected that the little fairy would be so gentle and kind, telling Liu Miaomiao everything before he even arrived.

Perhaps because of Xiaotiannv's frankness, Liu Miaomiao accepted it willingly.

This development is practically a scene of perfect harmony and mutual respect that you'd only see in a Japanese harem anime. If it were him in the past, he might have thought some nonsensical nonsense, like "My wife, Miaomiao, has the looks of an empress."

"..."

For some reason, every time this kind of issue comes up, he can't help but think of Lu Mingze's smug face and his smug, beaming expression, and then he thinks of Lu Mingze's twisted harem theory.

Then you'll feel like you're being led by the nose by that guy.

Oh shit!

Lu Mingfei cursed Lu Mingze inwardly.

Even if I, Lu Mingfei, am single, never have been in a relationship, and die alone, I will not buy into your twisted logic!

Lu Mingfei thought angrily.

He didn't know what had gotten into the little devil, but instead of following him around like a death knell, he became a matchmaker, and the kind who liked to tie up a bunch of red threads for people.

She used to frequently interrupt my confession at various times, regardless of whether it was spring flowers or autumn moon.

Stop thinking about it! Stop thinking about it! You're going to become a demon! Lu Mingfei!

Pushing the little devil's face out of my mind, I put away my phone, looked up, and saw the little fairy walking towards me with her hands behind her back.

Before Lu Mingfei could even speak, the little fairy said teasingly, "I miss you, of course I miss you."

These were the sweet nothings he had just said to Liu Miaomiao. Just as he had expected, the little fairy was indeed using the sweet nothings he had said to Miaomiao to tease him.

This kind of thing is quite common among boys. When he was in high school, there was a boy in his class who was dating a girl from another school. They would text each other during class and call each other after class. After the call, his buddies would repeat the cheesy pickup lines the boy said to tease him.

This behavior is not inherently malicious; it is essentially about sharing and conveying the joy of brotherhood. However, it can be embarrassing for the person involved.

In some ways, Xiaotiannv and Lu Mingfei were indeed once good brothers. However, Xiaotiannv's teasing remark sounded somewhat harsh to Lu Mingfei.

It seems more like they did this to prove they were brothers.

However, Lu Mingfei also pursed his lips in perfect cooperation.

"Where do we go next?" he asked Su Xiaoqiang, deciding to stop thinking about the things related to Lu Mingze.

"Are you sure you still want to come with me?" The little fairy had a teasing smile on her lips, but her eyes were timid. "Didn't Miaomiao come to check on your work situation? Do you still dare to wander around with a beautiful woman like me?"

Although he really wanted to use the phrase "great beauty" to put down Xiaotiannv's arrogance, Lu Mingfei couldn't deny her good looks. After all, in terms of appearance, Xiaotiannv was definitely in the top tier among all the girls Lu Mingfei knew, almost on par with Nuonuo.

“This was with Miao Miao’s consent,” Lu Mingfei said matter-of-factly. “I have a clear conscience.”

Lu Mingfei's words were indeed very eloquent and righteous, but when he uttered the words "with a clear conscience," a very strange feeling suddenly jumped into his heart.

I always feel there's something strange about the phrase "a clear conscience," like some kind of flag... saying it will definitely lead to a bad end...

Before he could think it through, the little fairy opposite him immediately said:

"I...I have a clear conscience!"

Su Xiaoqiang finished speaking with her hands on her hips, but immediately looked away, her beautiful eyes under her bangs turned to the side, and she lowered her voice slightly as she said, "But it doesn't seem like it's good for us to play outside for too long... There's one more place I want to see. After we go there, shall we go back?"

Although Lu Mingfei felt that the Little Fairy might not only want to go to one place, since she herself had made this request, Lu Mingfei could only nod in agreement.

"Where do you want to go, little fairy?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Su Xiaoqiang pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up, her gaze sweeping across the river to the other side. The other side of the river was Tagus Street; they had come from there, circling around for a long time, and crossed a stone arch bridge to eat here.

Su Xiaoqiang pointed to a spot on the street: "I want to go there and paint a picture."

She was pointing in the direction where the street performer who impersonated Jesus and tricked people into taking photos had previously occupied the spot. After "Jesus" left, a street artist took over the position. When they arrived, Lu Mingfei even saw that street artist seemingly taking photos of a couple.

She turned her head, her eyes sparkling yet filled with a look she dared not meet, and stared at a certain spot on Lu Mingfei's face, asking, "Is it okay?"

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with that." Lu Mingfei nodded. The two of them went against the flow of people, retracing their steps, circling around and passing the stone arch bridge, finally reaching Tagus Street on the other side of the river. The street artist's stall was empty at that moment, with only paintings displayed around him.

The street artist wore a large hat, black-rimmed glasses, and his hair and beard were messy, but it was still possible to vaguely identify him as a man. His hands, holding the paintbrush, were covered in calluses; it was impossible to tell how many years he had been painting on the street.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the stall, where paintings of all styles were arranged and stacked in various ways. Impressionism, Modernism, Expressionism—he even saw imitations of Monet's "Water Lilies" and Van Gogh's "Starry Night." Of course, the most numerous were works in a style somewhere between cartoonish and realistic, like very cute oil paintings.

Most tourists probably don't have a very avant-garde eye for aesthetics, so these cute and realistic portraits are more likely to attract tourists to visit.

Lu Mingfei watched as the little girl rolled up her skirt and squatted down in front of the stall, speaking a few words to the street artist in Portuguese. Lu Mingfei couldn't understand, so he could only stand silently to the side.

After Su Xiaoqiang finished making the painter's dog head, she stood up with a smile, smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, and turned to Lu Mingfei beside her, saying, "I've already talked to him. Shall we sit down a little further ahead?"

"Sit down?" Lu Mingfei stared at Xiaotiannu, their eyes wide.

“Yes,” Su Xiaoqiang nodded. “When you’re a painting model, you have to sit properly and you can’t move around.”

"A painting model? Me?"

"No, it's both of us. I already told the stall owner that he'd draw a picture of the two of us together, like friends."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment before he finally understood the situation. It turned out that the little fairy wanted to have him draw a portrait together.

“How come I’ve never heard of this?” Lu Mingfei said.

The little fairy blinked her beautiful eyes, then, as if suddenly realizing something, said with a slightly innocent look, "Didn't you say you were going to stay with me? I thought you had already agreed..."

"..."

"Relax, relax." The little fairy smiled broadly. "Since we've come all this way to Portugal, we should leave something behind as a souvenir, right?"

Lu Mingfei pouted and followed the little fairy to a nearby bench. The church of Santa Maria de Mavila was visible in the background. Although Lu Mingfei complained, he didn't mind drawing a portrait with the little fairy, especially since she had said it was a portrait of a friend.

Lu Mingfei sat down on the bench, noticing there was still a gap between the two of them. He thought about sitting closer, but Xiao Tiannu turned around and stopped him.

"Why are you sitting so close?" Su Xiaoqiang asked, frowning. "Isn't it hot sitting so close together?"

Looking at Xiaotiannv's face, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt like a blank sheet of paper.

Although I spent three years training in the world of light novels and learned countless ways to be kind, sometimes I still freaking out and can't quite figure out what girls are thinking.

Sometimes near, sometimes far; sometimes close, sometimes distant.

At this moment, the artist in front of them suddenly spoke up and said something to Su Xiaoqiang. Su Xiaoqiang quickly smiled and waved his hand. After a brief exchange, the artist nodded.

Su Xiaoqiang tidied her hair, smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes, and then gently placed her hands on her slender, soft thighs before sitting down again next to Lu Mingfei.

The artist, hiding behind the easel and only showing half his face, squinted as his pencil scratched across the paper.

In the sweltering afternoon of summer in St. Martin-in-the-Sea, the majestic church stands tall. Along the ancient, medieval-style street, a gentle autumn breeze from the Mediterranean caresses the river. A fisherman's hook bobs in the water, as if a fish has taken the bait, creating ripples on the surface.

The wind swept across the river, not lingering, but passing by lightly and swiftly. Perhaps by coincidence, the autumn wind blew precisely from Su Xiaoqiang's side, ruffling a few strands of her beautifully maintained hair and carrying her faint fragrance. The ends of her hair occasionally brushed against Lu Mingfei's neck, while the scent continuously wafted into his nostrils.

Lu Mingfei's heart stirred gently.