Song Mingyi took Lu Yimo's hand and entered the villa.
In the master bedroom.
Song Mingyi took out his precious suitcase, which was filled with bottles and cans.
Lu Yimo was curious: "Mom, what is this?"
"Cosmetics. These are all food grade that can be eaten." Song Mingyi said while putting makeup on Lu Yimo.
She painted Ultraman makeup on Lu Yimo, and then painted the same makeup on herself. She took out the Ultraman suit she had bought a long time ago and handed it to Lu Yimo.
"Go and change quickly. If you need mom's help, remember to call me loudly and I will go to the cloakroom to change."
Lu Yimo took his clothes and started to change. As soon as he changed, the door of the cloakroom opened.
Lu Yimo looked over and saw Song Mingyi walking out wearing a silver-gray Ultraman costume.
Song Mingyi posed in a classic Ultraman pose. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Shenxing controlled the wheelchair and entered the room.
Lu Shenxing looked at the two people in the room, one large and one small, wearing strange clothes, and said in shock: "What are you doing?"
"We are going to save the world." Song Mingyi looked at Lu Yimo: "Partner, do you want to set out to save the world?"
Lu Yimo nodded vigorously: "Yes, go save the world."
His tone was indescribably exciting.
Lu Yimo put his little hand into Song Mingyi's and followed her out of the room, completely ignoring Lu Shenxing who was messy in the wind.
Winding road.
Song Mingyi drove slowly in a red Ferrari.
Next to it are various racing cars whizzing by.
Winding mountain roads, rarely visited, and steep terrain have always been excellent areas for racing.
They looked at the Ferrari moving at a snail's pace and couldn't help but provoke.
"Brother, hurry up, it's going to be dawn if you keep stalling!"
"Brother, if you are scared, go home quickly and feed yourself!"
"Yes, let's go home and nurse!"
The racing cars screamed, and then provoked her in a very arrogant way.
Song Mingyi was not angry at all, but controlled the steering wheel very steadily.
Seeing Lu Yimo's little face tightened, as if he was very angry, he also educated him and said: "The path of racing is actually the same path of life. No matter where the starting point is, it is destined to never go all the way. The road is smooth. You will also encounter many provocative people along the way. They are arrogant and hateful, trying to anger you.
But you have to remember, the more this happens, the more calm you have to be. Never be angered by them. Just keep moving forward at your own pace. One day, no matter the scenery along the way or those provocative people, you will be left behind. "
Song Mingyi said, suddenly turning the steering wheel to avoid a provocative car.
The blue Porsche moved forward with the Ferrari.
The Porsche owner yelled at Song Mingyi: "Brothers, let's have a round. The winner can take home half a million and have sex with the beautiful woman in my passenger seat."
"Disgusting!" the beautiful woman in the passenger seat said coquettishly. When she looked at Song Mingyi, her charming eyes were full of provocation.
In other words, Song Mingyi is a woman. If she were a man, I'm afraid she would have been unable to bear it long ago.
"Brother, the gambling game has begun."
When the Porsche owner finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.
Other cars followed closely behind, the sound of motors resounding throughout the world.
Only Song Mingyi took his time and explained the road conditions to Lu Yimo while the highway was quiet.
By the time Song Mingyi reached the finish line, the wave of people in front had already arrived.
They sat on the ground and got together to fight the landlord.
The Porsche owner was speechless: "Ultraman brothers, did you go save a world, or did you learn how to make a turtle plate? You are here now, and the day lilies are already cold, okay?"
The beauty sitting in the passenger seat said: "In other words, Brother Ultraman, you have lost. If you lose, you will be punished."
"I did not accept the bet." Song Mingyi spoke, her voice hoarse, sounding like a man's voice.
The Porsche owner suddenly became angry and threw the playing cards in his hand on the ground: "Damn it, do you really think that wearing the clothes of a retarded Ultraman means you are the best in the world? You dare to fool me, you have the guts! Beat him up!"
As the Porsche owner spoke, he raised his fist and smashed it at Song Mingyi, and then flew away faster than when he rushed over.
"Damn it, it hurts the labor and management so much!" The Porsche owner was furious and yelled: "What are you waiting for? Didn't you see that the labor and management were beaten? Are all of them blind?"
As soon as the Porsche owner's voice fell, the people around them rushed toward Song Mingyi.
Song Mingyi solved the problem in a few moments, then grabbed the Porsche owner by his collar, dragged him back, and pressed him against the Ferrari.
The Porsche owner shouted: "Boy, do you dare to fight with me? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my grandfather is? Do you know who my aunt is? I won't scare you to death if I tell you!"
Song Mingyi's tone was calm: "I don't know, how about you tell me?"
Song Mingyi's voice was very low, probably only the Porsche owner could hear it.
This voice is so familiar.
The feeling of being beaten was also all too familiar to him.
Then his eyes widened to their maximum size, he looked at the second Ultraman in front of him in disbelief, and called in a trembling voice: "Little... little aunt..."
The Porsche owner is none other than Liu Yancheng.
Song Mingyi scolded: "Keep your voice down, don't let others hear you."
"Oh." Liu Yancheng couldn't help but say, "Auntie, why are you here?"
At this time, the car door opened and Lu Yimo walked out.
He had a stern look on his face: "Mom...Dad took me for a ride."
Liu Yancheng's jaw almost dropped when he saw Lu Yimo.
He had a lot to say, but looking at these two faces, he could only say one sentence in the end: "You two have become father and son. You dote on this little girl too much."
Liu Yancheng has unspeakable resentment.
She was obviously his aunt, but she was so interested in her second son.
Liu Yancheng was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say it out under Song Mingyi's pressure.
He just said angrily: "I also want to go for a ride, uncle takes me for a ride."
Song Mingyi felt goosebumps fall off her skin when Liu Yancheng said "uncle".
The beautiful co-pilot also came over: "Mr. Liu, this is your uncle. The flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple." She leaned towards Song Mingyi weakly and bonelessly: "Uncle, I am Meimei. If you want to go for a ride, can you take me with you?"
Before Song Mingyi could speak, she was pulled away by Liu Yancheng.
"Go on, my uncle is also something you can get involved with?"
Liu Yancheng looked at Meimei with disgust. Why did he think this woman was beautiful before? There must be something wrong with his eyes at that time.
The younger brothers were also a little confused: "Master Liu, what is going on here?"
"None of your business, hurry up and do whatever you have to do, get out of here." Liu Yancheng drove them all away.
When Liu Yancheng looked at Song Mingyi, he showed a flattering smile and rubbed his hands: "Sister Yi, can I ask you something?"
