Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"But……"

"what?"

"Nothing." Zero shook his head.

She was just curious. It seemed that Bunin loved Christina very much. If that was the case, why did he hand her over to her adoptive father and even change her surname to Kabaeva?

Chapter 570 Candlelight Dinner

Later that night, the little angel insisted on having a candlelight dinner with Lu Mingfei. As the bells of the Cathedral of the Assumption rang, the cold wind from the Volga River made the candlelight flicker. The firs on the other side of the river had been completely frozen. The wind could not move their branches because they were heavily pressed with snow, neat and hard, like sculptures guarding the city.

Perhaps out of guilt for insisting on keeping them in Moscow, Lu Mingfei was willing to do his best to meet all the girls' requests while he still stayed in the city.

Whether they want a candlelight dinner or a somewhat absurd escape.

Jaent Jackson's low singing was floating in the air, and his voice, which could naturally arouse the emotions of boys and girls, almost melted in the leaping flames of the fireplace.

In the second-floor restaurant of the building, which has the widest view and the best glimpse of the night view of Moscow, the heating system and a blazing fireplace completely drive away the cold from the room with doors and windows slightly open.

Su Xiaoqiang was wearing a dark evening dress with a wide back today, which made her look as solemn as if she was attending a dinner hosted by some national dignitary. The candlelight cast a faint layer of warmth on her body.

On the other hand, Lu Mingfei was only wearing an ochre hunting suit, his hair had grown so long that he had to tie it up with a rubber band because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal a Vacheron Constantin worth several million. Although he looked like a decent person, he looked like a playboy who mingled in various romantic occasions.

The maid at Elizabeth Palace prepared a 1997 red wine from Bordeaux Château Comalgo for the two distinguished guests. After clinking their wine glasses a few times, the two of them let go.

In fact, there is nothing to be ashamed of, as everyone has been honest with each other.

Thinking back carefully, Lu Mingfei had no idea what he was thinking at that time. It was as if those low desires in his heart suddenly broke through the cage that had imprisoned them for a long time, and wanted to swallow him whole.

If it were now, he would definitely not have the courage to do it.

At this moment, the little angel was blushing because of a dirty joke told by Lu Mingfei, while Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes and looked at the girl who was reluctant to accept.

The experience of this world line has been forgotten, but Lu Mingfei remembers that in another world line many years ago, he first stepped into the high school department of Shilan Middle School. The sun was shining that day, and the girl standing in front of him in the queue was a little girl with a high ponytail and wedge heels. She had a face that could stand out in the crowd at first glance, and her style was a little bit outstanding.

In fact, before meeting Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang was the goddess in the heart of the poor kid at that time. He would walk in front of her and deliberately avoid knocking down the brothers around him. He would also sneak a glance at the little goddess's expression when telling some clichéd jokes to see if she was laughing.

Every time this girl laughed, her body shook and her hair seemed to sway in the wind.

But why in another world line did Lu Mingfei not fall in love with Su Xiaoqiang but fell in love with Chen Wenwen?

Maybe it's the little kid's self-esteem that's at work.

On the first day at Shilan Middle School, Su Xiaoqiang told his classmates about his family's past. When Aunt Sophia fell in love with Old Man Su, Old Comrade Su was still a wanderer in a foreign country. He had great ambitions and thought he was knowledgeable, but in fact he was penniless and could not even take a penny out of his pocket.

But even with such conditions, Sophia, who was considered beautiful, rich and white at that time, really followed Lao Su to China. Later, when Su's Mining Company started to prosper, outsiders said that Sophia loved Lao Su's money, but Lao Su said, "My wife loves me because of my high spirits and ambition when I was young."

Su Xiaoqiang was influenced by his surroundings and felt that the boy he liked must be high-spirited and have a look on his face that said, "If life is a novel, I must be the protagonist."

Lu Mingfei felt that he was not the protagonist in the book, and he also felt that he was not worthy of the little angel, so he gave up on his own initiative.

Lu Mingfei was stunned as he watched. Su Xiaoqiang gave him a reproachful look and used her orchid finger to bring a piece of chocolate-flavored ECLAIR éclair to the man's mouth.

"What's so good about it..." the little angel muttered.

Lu Mingfei chuckled, “I can’t get enough of it,” he said.

President Lu has made some progress over the years. Hanging around with women, he has long learned how to make girls happy.

"Lu Mingfei, you weren't like this before." Su Xiaoqiang's eyes seemed to be pulling out silk, "Before going to Kassel College, you were very shy and didn't know how to make girls happy."

Lu Mingfei looked out the window, like a philosopher: "Isn't a bird-like life also a kind of life?"

"what?"

"Ostrich, hiding itself and not seeing people, isn't the ostrich a bird?" Lu Mingfei said.

"Senior brother, you are so interesting." Su Xiaoqiang covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes sparkling, and the candlelight flowed on the folds of her evening dress.

"So why didn't you take it a step further and hold hands with me and have a successful relationship when we were in high school at Shilan Middle School?" Su Xiaoqiang held his chin and blinked at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei searched his whole body but couldn't find a cigarette. Finally, he sighed and said, "I didn't want to fall in love at that time."

The little goddess looked at him with disdain: "I think you are also a sex-hungry ghost, you have practiced a lot of secret techniques in the bedroom. At that time, in my eyes, you were just a young and high-spirited person like my father. You must be stupid not to confess... If you confessed, we would have been together a long time ago. There is no need to confess. You just need to hold my hand and I will fall into your arms."

"That's taking advantage of someone's misfortune. You were so young at that time and had never seen the world. It would be easy for you to be deceived by any boy."

Su Xiaoqiang bared his teeth: "I've been to your house before, and there were more than a dozen pornographic books in the bedside table. Don't tell me you are a gentleman."

Lu Mingfei blushed: "Don't make a fuss, those things belong to my cousin. You know my cousin Lu Mingze, he is 160cm tall and weighs 160kg, a pure fat otaku, he just likes to do some handicrafts every day to watch some ACG or something."

"I think you were playing hard to get at that time, you scumbag." Su Xiaoqiang spat. She felt sick when she talked about Lu Mingfei's cousin, the little angel. Every time she went to visit Lu Mingfei's uncle's house, the little fat boy always liked to glance at her calves.

Damn, I really want to dig this pervert's eyes out.

Even the little angel herself did not realize that her thinking was actually being influenced by Norton. The activated dragon bloodline not only gave her unparalleled power, but also brought her surging ambition and manic bloodthirstiness.

Lu Mingfei stopped talking.

He looked out the window at the road that stretched along the Volga River to the west, with cars coming and going on the road.

There are always a few luxury cars coming and going with their license plates wiped clean to a shine. It is not difficult to imagine the men from the Russian branch sitting in the back seats of those luxury cars, scratching their heads while holding modified shotguns that can blow Deadpool's head off, wondering when Lu Mingfei will leave the protection of Elizabeth Palace.

"Brother, do you still remember the best time when you were in middle school?" Su Xiaoqiang suddenly asked.

Lu Mingfei thought about it and said that Jay Chou’s song “Sunny Day” sings about the best times in his heart.

What did Su Xiaoqiang ask?

"Re So So Si Do Si La, So La Si Si Si Si La Si La So."

"This is just a fucking nonsense..." Su Xiaoqiang covered his face.

Lu Mingfei chuckled and said, “I can’t remember the others.”

He knew that at this moment, while he and Su Xiaoqiang were having a candlelight dinner by the window of the restaurant, all the spy satellites that could see through the Moscow sky were probably pointing all their cameras at them. In the dimly lit buildings in the distance, there might be a few heavy sniper rifles pointed at his head. With just one order, the snipers would pull the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet fired at him might be a warhead made of the Philosopher's Stone...

But this is Moscow.

So far, Lu Mingfei has not really done anything detrimental to the secret party. All the pursuit and hunting of him comes from the Gattuso family's suspicion of his bloodline.

The conflict between Lu Mingfei and the academy is indeed irreconcilable, but the academy does not really want to use the bullet made from the Philosopher's Stone on a hero like him who once made great contributions and shed blood for the academy.

Pompey has taken control of the center of power of the Secret Party, but even the emperor who once centralized power most thoroughly has no way to fully convey his decrees to the ears of every grassroots.

What's more, as the eldest son of the red giant, Russia's administrative center is as dangerous as a den of wolves and tigers even for the secret party. If unauthorized gunshots are heard in the urban area of ​​Moscow, the entire Russian branch will be uprooted by the GRU special forces within two days.

more importantly……

The sterling silver knife and fork deformed slightly in Lu Mingfei's hands, and then were smoothed out as if a pair of hands were wiping over slightly wrinkled silk.

Even if he didn't deliberately enter the dragon state or start the road to becoming a god, Lu Mingfei's body was being transformed by the manic dragon blood in his veins. It might not be appropriate to say that it was a transformation, a more accurate term would be evolution.

He is quietly evolving into a true dragon.

If Lu Mingfei's body were examined with X-rays, it would be discovered that his skeletal structure is closer to that of birds and lizards than to that of mammals.

Even the snake-like Deadpool created by Herzog can directly withstand the continuous shooting of small-caliber rifles. Given Lu Mingfei's hard skull, being hit by a sniper rifle might at most cause him a serious concussion.

"I didn't expect that you are such a good cook, senior brother. I didn't see it before. When you come to our house, you always eat ready-made food and you want to eat and take it away at the same time." Su Xiaoqiang stared at Lu Mingfei's eyes while dealing with the butter-torched Norwegian salmon with lemon juice on the plate.

I didn't expect it to taste so good.

For some unknown reason, although Su Xiaoqiang invited Lu Mingfei to have a candlelight dinner together, the task of cooking ultimately fell to her male companion.

Lu Mingfei didn't have much of an opinion about cooking. When he was in college, he often grilled steaks in the dormitory kitchen, which was so big that even cockroaches were not allowed to enter. He would sprinkle some pepper on it and then drink a bottle of wine to finish the night.

But it was actually Her Royal Highness the Princess who really honed his culinary skills.

In another world line, Isabel, as Chairman Lu's chief assistant and secretary-general, naturally had to do more work and solved almost all the problems inside and outside the student union as well as Lu Mingfei's personal problems.

But after Brother Loser graduated from college and went to Cuba to find his Kim Kardashian, the only person who could get Chairman Lu to cook for her personally and have supper with her was the Princess Royal.

Ling is a very picky person. She always eats up all the messy things that Lu Mingfei makes that even dogs wouldn't eat. After a long time, Lu Mingfei felt embarrassed.

She privately asked the members of the Student Union's White Silk Girls Group to come to her dormitory one by one to teach her cooking skills.

"It's actually quite simple. French and Italian cuisine each have their own style, and foreigners eat that style." Lu Mingfei shrugged.

The process of this dish is to first set the oven to the grill mode to preheat, then brush the salmon with olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper, put it in the oven and bake each side for 5 to 8 minutes before serving.

Heat the butter in the microwave until it becomes fluid, pour it directly over the salmon, and finally squeeze lemon juice on it.

It's easy to say and easy to make. It's more delicious and convenient than steak. There's no need to light a fire. Even the princess can't resist the temptation of grilled salmon. She always eats it quickly and fiercely, not giving Lu Mingfei a chance to grab food.

Another huge advantage of salmon is that although it is fish, it can be paired with red wine. The effect of pairing it with a bottle of Burgundy is outstanding. The red fish and red wine, under the candlelight and the backdrop of Beethoven, will intoxicate you even without the wine.

It just so happened that French and Italian cuisine were both Lu Mingfei's specialties. I think Su Xiaoqiang's original intention was to eat Western food without cooking. Lu Mingfei could just wear his most handsome clothes, a suit, tie and leather shoes, instead of wearing an apron with oil smoke all over his face. While others were eating enthusiastically, you still had to grunt in the kitchen, stirring the wok with your bare chest.

The appetizer of this meal was a sausage collection with vegetable salad, followed by French Burgundy snails. However, Su Xiaoqiang didn't touch this dish much, and most of it went into Lu Mingfei's mouth.

In addition, there is French foie gras with figs and Bordeaux sweet wine, which is delicious and fragrant. The champagne has just been finished, and it is the perfect time to open the second bottle of Bordeaux sweet wine. Even those who do not drink can't refuse it.

However, the little angel was originally a female hero with an amazing alcohol tolerance, so there was no such thing as not drinking.

The air in the room became warmer and warmer, and Lu Mingfei seemed to see the shadow of his senior sister in the dancing flames of the fireplace.

He was actually eating a little carelessly, but he didn't want the little goddess to notice anything.

The words that Susie and Christina said to him were like a heavy hammer hitting his soul. Every moment he was thinking about the safety of the red-haired girl as she swam on the icy sea.

Really...

It makes people happy and helpless...

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Why is it at this time? What will the scene be like when the child is born?

Lu Mingfei picked up a piece of grilled salmon and the aroma filled his mouth.

Chapter 571: Her Royal Highness Has Been Waiting For A Long Time

On the exclusive platform of the Moscow Railway Station that serves only Bunin, the marble floor is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the three slender figures under the glow.

Lu Mingfei traveled all the way from BJ to Moscow and stayed in this city for a full half month. Today was finally the time for him to set off.

After getting up early, the chef of Elizabeth Palace prepared a Chinese breakfast for them. After breakfast, the driver drove the silver Rolls-Royce Phantom, crushing the fallen leaves in the traffic. It was clearly a huge steel monster, but it was as agile as a swimming fish. It was not stopped by the congested traffic at all and arrived early at this century-old building standing on the banks of the Volga River.

In the distance, the railway tracks gradually disappeared into the darkness, winding their way to the bottom of the platform. The dim street lights made the tracks appear dark and heavy.

Lu Mingfei, with a specially made mountaineering bag on his back and a black aluminum alloy box in his hands, stood silently on the edge of the platform, staring at the direction where a distant train might arrive. He said nothing, but his whole body exuded coldness, but in fact his body temperature was frighteningly high.

That kind of coldness is probably the kind of indifference that keeps people away from you.