When Lu Mingfei exited the dance floor with beads of sweat on his head and a blush on his face, the dining table in front of Fingel and Lu Li was in a mess, as clean as if it had been swept by a vacuum cleaner.
"Lu...Lu Li, why are you and Fingel together?" Lu Mingfei looked at the two people cooking together, a little surprised.
"I have known Fingel since we were children," Lu Li swallowed the last piece of macaron and licked the cream on her lips.
"To be honest, brother, my summer job is to take care of children." Fingel patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder: "Provide academic tutoring for school teachers' families, you know."
"It's obviously a game." Lu Li waved the small silver fork in her hand, a little unconvinced.
"Then aren't you..." Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that whether it was Ender or Fingel, they all seemed to be hiding something from him.
"Sorry," Fingel put his big hand on Lu Mingfei's shoulder and pulled him aside: "Your brother and I will talk about some men's things. Little pear, you can eat slowly here."
Lu Li responded, letting Fingel pull Lu Mingfei aside, while she stared at the chocolate black forest cake on the table next to her. Although these desserts had explosive sugar content, Lu Li unexpectedly liked them.
Due to Ander's personal taste, this sweet dessert has never appeared on the table. During the eating process just now, the pleasure brought by the large amount of sugar made Lu Li feel good, which in turn caused fluctuations in her magic power.
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As Luli walked towards another table of desserts, the surrounding students suddenly noticed this lonely girl.
Lu Li didn't realize that there was a problem with her magic to protect herself. She just cut off a piece of cake carelessly, picked up a piece of black and brown cake with a fork and put it into her mouth. Black chocolate powder stuck to the corner of her mouth.
Looks extremely cute.
"Is that Nono?" a member of the student union asked the friend next to him.
"Definitely not, Nono has red hair." The white man next to him said firmly.
"But it looks similar."
"Chinese people all look the same. I think they all look alike." The white man crossed his arms and said confidently.
"Are you two idiots?" Isabel, the head of the secretariat on the side, finally couldn't help it: "Can't you just turn your head and look?"
The two turned their heads, looked at the red-haired girl dancing with Caesar, and made a sound of realization.
Isabel, who was wearing a white dress, was silent, and behind her, a person was already walking towards Luli, who was really feasting.
"Beautiful lady, I am Sam Brown. I wonder if I would be honored to ask you to dance." Lu Li raised her head and saw a boy with red skin standing next to her.
The young red-necked Sam comes from the beautiful middle of the United States. As mentioned before, he is a man who is the boss and the second child, but his school life during this period has obviously taught him some basic etiquette.
For the mixed-race Americans, even though they look down on old Europe, in fact, these people are out-and-out elite Europeans (spiritual Europeans). In the past, they had to be consistent with their European sovereigns in everything.
My own children will also be sent to study in Europe.
And now, our American Sam smells of old European lead, elegantly like a true gentleman.
Lu Li looked at the pretentious Sam, frowned, carefully looked at Sam's outfit a few times, then lowered his head and ate the cake.
Seeing that Lu Li didn't respond, Sam waited for a while and glanced around dishonestly. But the moment he took his eyes away from Lu Li, he lost sight of the girl.
"What..." Sam was suddenly startled. Just now he had been watching Lu Li standing in front of him, but how could he disappear in an instant?
"It's amazing," Isabel, who was watching the whole process on the side, exclaimed. In her eyes, Lu Li took advantage of the moment when Sam's eyes wandered, got underground, and hid in the blind spot of the opponent's field of vision.
As Sam looked around, Luli also played hide-and-seek with him while holding the cake. This was undoubtedly an extremely powerful stealth skill.
To use a DND analogy, it's like having a big success with stealth.
"Awesome," the dance song ended. Chen Motong came over and watched Lu Li and Sam playing hide and seek with Isabel: "This is Lu Mingfei's sister, Mr. Ander's adopted daughter."
"This is not the right generation," Isabel complained.
"They won't care about this kind of thing," Chen Motong wiped his sweat. In this closed room, the temperature seemed to be getting higher and higher: "Generally speaking, this child is quite cute."
Chen Motong walked over, stopped Lu Li who was constantly moving, took the clean plate from her hand, took her hand and led her to the dance floor.
"Why don't you go dancing?" Chen Motong asked in the tone of talking to a child.
"It's not interesting," Lu Li said after she was full, and let Chen Motong touch her: "And I can't do it either."
"Then sister, let me teach you." Chen Motong hugged Lu Li's waist and said, "I'll dance the men's step, just follow me."
The music started playing again. This was the last song of the day. Two beauties, one black and one red, stood in the middle of the dance floor, gently dancing, swaying, spinning, and changing their steps with the rhythm. Lu Li gradually became familiar with this feeling.
Although it was their first meeting, there was no doubt that Lu Li had gradually become familiar with Chen Motong, and a wonderful affinity linked the two together.
With the joy of gaining a new friend, Lu Li felt that the magic in her body became active. She did not suppress this impulse and allowed the magic in her body to intertwine while dancing.
On the other side, Fingel, who was leaning by the window, told Lu Mingfei about his days as a tutor (nanny), and finally turned his head to look at the girl on the stage.
"This child has a hard time. Don't make her sad, otherwise..." Fingel said.
"Will I be burned to death by Uncle De, or will I be beaten by you?" Lu Mingfei was a little nervous. It was obvious that his roommate had a close relationship with his sister (referring to friends).
"No, you will be beaten by her before this..." Before Fingel could finish speaking, a ball of flames soared from Lu Li in the center of the dance floor, turning into a ball of fireworks and exploding on the ceiling of Norton Hall.
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The magnificent ceiling was scorched black, and as the building materials above fell, a hole was revealed that led directly to the second floor.
The members of the student union drew their weapons with great vigilance, and the sound of clicking and reloading resounded in the hall.
"Before this, you will be beaten to death by her fireball technique." Fingel pondered for a long time and finally finished his words. Looking at Lu Li who was held in Chen Motong's arms, he patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder.