Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

"Hey, Mingfei?" Ye Weiwei turned around in surprise, still holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand, "Why are you up so early today?"

Only then did Lu Mingfei notice the clock - 6:09.

It turned out that the clock in his room was not broken, he thought the alarm clock in his room was broken.

It was indeed too early. At this time on weekends, he was usually still playing chess with Zhou Gong in his dreams.

It seems that my current physique is indeed superhuman! Lu Mingfei thought complacently.

But faced with Ye Weiwei's question, Lu Mingfei was a little at a loss again.

He couldn't say that he usually slept until 12 o'clock with Brother Fan and the others, and suddenly decided to get up early.

"I...that..."

Lu Mingfei hesitated, but his eyes glanced at the stove uncontrollably.

A clay pot stew was bubbling with steam, and the tempting aroma wafted out from it.

Ye Weiwei followed his gaze and suddenly smiled:

"Are you hungry? The pork rib and lotus root soup needs to simmer for a while. Why don't you go wash up first? There's a new toothbrush in the bathroom."

Lu Mingfei was about to nod when Ye Fan's voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"You think too much. I used Time Zero on you while you were sleeping. You slept for a full 12 hours."

"What the hell!" Lu Mingfei shuddered with fear and almost bit his tongue.

Ye Weiwei blinked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing!" Lu Mingfei laughed dryly and stepped back, "I'll go wash up!"

He rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door.

I gasped in front of the mirror. The boy in the mirror had messy hair like a bird's nest, but his eyes were frighteningly bright—wait, that was...?

Lu Mingfei moved closer to the mirror and was horrified to find that the edges of his pupils were shimmering with a very light golden color, like the color of sunlight shining through amber.

He rubbed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, the golden color had disappeared again.

Chapter 38 Clear muscle lines!

"Don't make a fuss."

Ye Fan's voice rang out in his mind again, lazily like someone who had just woken up. "The metabolism of dragon blood has accelerated, and the pigment of the iris has changed temporarily."

There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, and Ye Fan's voice came from outside: "Are you planning to take root in there?"

"Hurry up, I'm going to die from holding my pee."

Lu Mingfei hurriedly grabbed the toothbrush: "Oh, I'll be right there!"

When he opened the door with a toothbrush in his mouth, Ye Fan, wearing silk pajamas, was leaning against the door frame waiting for him.

In the morning light, the 183cm tall senior brother seemed to be glowing - his black hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes as blue as the Mediterranean water were half open and half closed, and the neckline of his silk pajamas revealed his delicate collarbone.

It's clearly the most ordinary home outfit, but for some reason he gives off a... husband vibe?

Lu Mingfei was so shocked by his own idea that he almost spit out toothpaste foam.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Fan yawned. "Have you never seen a handsome guy just waking up?"

In order to let Lu Mingfei get a better rest last night, he kept the time zero on, which resulted in him not sleeping very well.

Naturally, he didn't have the time to use his mind to listen to what Lu Mingfei was thinking, otherwise Lu Mingfei's head would definitely be pushed into the toilet by Ye Fan.

Lu Mingfei glanced at Ye Fan guiltily, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no unusual movement.

He mumbled with a mouthful of foam: "Brother Fan, your pajamas... are quite unique."

Ye Fan looked down at his pajamas, which were covered in cartoon dragon patterns, and pursed his lips: "My mom bought them. What can I do about it? Hurry up and wash up. I'm hungry."

In the restaurant, Ye Weiwei had already prepared three bowls of soup.

Green chopped green onions float on the milky white soup base, the spare ribs at the bottom of the bowl are stewed until tender, and the lotus root is an attractive pink and purple color.

When Lu Mingfei sat down, his stomach growled again, so loud that the whole restaurant could hear it.

"Eat more." Ye Weiwei smiled and picked up a piece of pork ribs for him. "Young people need to supplement their nutrition to grow."

"Thank you, Aunt Ye."

Lu Mingfei didn't bother to be polite and just picked up the ribs and stuffed them into his mouth.

The moment you bite into it, the rich gravy bursts in your mouth, and the tender meat melts on your tongue without even chewing.

He was so happy that he almost cried. He finished one piece in just a few bites and couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful of soup.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to snatch it from you." Ye Fan handed over the tissue, "If you eat too fast after being hungry for a long time, your stomach won't be able to handle it."

Ye Weiwei watched Lu Mingfei wolfing down his food and blinked in surprise: "Mingfei has a really good appetite today."

Then he poured him another bowl of rice and said, "Try this braised pork. I put more rock sugar in it."

Lu Mingfei accepted everything and swept away the dishes on the table like whirlwind.

He was really hungry today, he had never felt so hungry before. His body was urging him to eat more to recover from the consumption of last night.

I guess he can now show off a whole pot of rice.

After finishing two bowls of rice, he slowed down a little and began to observe the interaction between the mother and son of the Ye family.

"Xiao Fan, have you been staying up late again recently?" Ye Weiwei frowned at the pale blue under her son's eyes. "You've got dark circles."

Ye Fan was elegantly picking at a fish bone when he paused: "Just doing a project."

"How many times have I told you that young people need to balance work and rest?" Ye Weiwei put a piece of fish in her son's bowl. "Look at how good Mingfei looks. Unlike you..."

Ye Fan's face was a little dark, and he got angry when he talked about this. If it wasn't for the kid to recover well, would he have worked so hard?

Lu Mingfei almost choked on his rice.

He looks good? He was drilled like a dead dog last night!

But strangely enough, he felt refreshed now, and even his eyesight seemed to have improved. He could clearly see the shadow cast by Ye Fan's eyelashes opposite him.

"He's heartless." Ye Fan snorted. "He sleeps when he's full and eats when he wakes up. Even a pig is more diligent than him."

Lu Mingfei dared not speak out but turned his anger into appetite and ordered a third bowl of rice.

The breakfast Ye Weiwei prepared was very generous - two pots of rice, four meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, and a large pot of soup.

Her original plan was for Ye Fan to finish a pot and a half of rice, and for her and Lu Mingfei to share the remaining half. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei finished the entire pot by himself today, licking his lips with satisfaction.

"Do you want more?" Ye Weiwei asked in surprise, "There's more in the kitchen..."

"Yes!" Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, but then he scratched his head embarrassedly, "Um...is that too much?"

Ye Fan sneered: "Now you know how to be polite?" He turned to his mother and said, "Mom, let's steam another pot of rice. This guy exercised too much yesterday."

Ye Weiwei looked at Lu Mingfei worriedly: "It's good for you young people to exercise, but you should also be careful about the limit..."

"Don't worry, Auntie." Lu Mingfei smiled foolishly while holding the bowl. "Brother Fan knows what to do."

——No way! He added in his mind. That devil Ye Fan simply wanted to kill him!

After finishing his fourth bowl of rice, Lu Mingfei finally felt full. He touched his slightly bulging belly and sighed contentedly.

Only then did he notice that Ye Fan had hardly moved his chopsticks, and there was still half a bowl of rice left in front of him.

"Brother Fan, aren't you hungry?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

Ye Fan drank his soup slowly and said, "Do you think everyone is as gluttonous as you?" After a pause, he added, "Training consumes a lot of energy. For the next two weeks, your food intake will remain at the current level."

Ye Weiwei's puzzled voice came from the kitchen: "Strange, why does it feel like there's a lot less rice in the rice bucket at home?"

Ye Fan paused in his graceful act of scraping the fishbone. How could he not be hungry? He was starving last night. He got up in the middle of the night and cooked a whole table of dishes to barely fill his stomach.

It’s okay that Lu Mingfei fainted, he didn’t feel anything.

But Ye Fan still had to carry him back home from the suburbs, driving 50 times the time zero and shuttling on the rooftops of buildings all the way, which was quite exhausting.

Ye Weiwei came out of the kitchen with several bowls of rice in her hands.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened: "Half a month?" He looked at Ye Weiwei in horror, "Auntie, I'll pay for the food later..."

"Why are you paying for food for just this little bit of food? Is your Aunt Ye someone who's really short of money?"

Ye Weiwei was amused:

"Silly child, you should eat more. Look how thin you are!"

Then he poured him another bowl of soup, "Here, drink some more, it's good for calcium."

Lu Mingfei looked down at his body and saw that he was indeed a little thin. He chuckled, took the rice and continued to show off.

The mother and son of the Ye family looked at him with their chins in their hands in the same gesture, with the same auntie smile on their faces.

But even Lu Mingfei himself probably didn't notice that in just one night, the lines of his muscles became much clearer.

Chapter 39 The May Day holiday ends

The roaring river water washed over Lu Mingfei's body, and every stroke he made upstream seemed like a fight against the entire river.

The May sun shone scorchingly on the river surface, but Lu Mingfei, soaking in the water, only felt a biting chill. The water flowed too fast, and all his body temperature was mercilessly taken away.

"The nineteenth round..."

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and moved his arms mechanically.

His lungs burned with pain, and every time he lifted his head to breathe, it felt like a race against time. Muddy river water constantly poured into his mouth and nose, carrying the smell of mud and rotting waterweed.

This is a river in the suburbs. Although it is far away from the city, the water is cleaner and he won't get sick after swimming in it.

But there was plenty of plankton, water plants and other necessary things. Lu Mingfei disliked this place at first, but after Ye Fan threw him in and swam there a few times, he felt that it was just so-so.

What made him even more devastated now was the rapid flow of the river, with countless undercurrents surging beneath the already restless surface.

The twenty-meter-wide river surface now looks like a natural moat.

Every inch of progress upstream requires three times the normal amount of physical strength.

Lu Mingfei could feel his muscle fibers screaming, and the burning sensation caused by the accumulation of lactic acid spread from his arms to his back.