Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 647: A sad barrier has been built between everyone in the apartment
At this time, Ziqiao had not yet realized that he had pushed himself into a new predicament because of his naughty hands.

He asked doubtfully: "Hey, although I am indeed a bit miserable, there is no need for you to look at me with such sympathy, right?"

"No, we think you're more than just a little bit miserable."

Yumo sighed, she took out her small mirror from her pocket and handed it to Ziqiao.

Ziqiao took the mirror without knowing why. He just glanced into the mirror and instantly there seemed to be thunder exploding in his mind.

"No!"

"Do not!!"

The devastated Ziqiao wanted to slap himself on the forehead, but he thought that if he did so, the mark of "Optimus Prime" would also be imprinted on his forehead.

So Ziqiao collapsed even more.

"Do not!!!"

He let out a howl of despair.

Nan Feng sighed, stepped forward and patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder: "It's okay, Zi Qiao, don't be sad, don't be upset, this is just a small price you have to pay for your naughty hands."

He looked at Ziqiao, his whole face full of sincerity: "As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser. It's okay for you to suffer a loss this time. Just be careful in your next life."

"Hey!"

Zi Qiao complained in dissatisfaction after hearing this: "Nan Feng, what hatred do I have with you? Why do you curse me like this?"

"Don't get me wrong, I definitely have no grudge against you, but I can't say for others." Nanfeng smiled and pointed in a certain direction.

Ziqiao looked in the direction Nanfeng pointed, and saw Zhanbo with red eyes, breathing heavily, staring at him with grief and anger.

"My Optimus Prime!"

Seeing that the Optimus Prime that he had worked on all night to complete was desecrated by Ziqiao in less than five minutes, Zhan Bo was so angry that his teeth were itching.

"Lu! Zi! Qiao!"

"You compensate me for the perfect Optimus Prime!!!"

Zhan Bo roared and pounced towards Zi Qiao. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zi Qiao ran away, but unfortunately he was caught by the angry Zhan Bo.

The two men fell to the ground and started tearing at each other like children.

Nanfeng smiled gloatingly upon seeing this, then turned around and introduced to everyone in Guan Gu the results of his and Zhan Bo's hard work all night.

"The 99% new home-use Optimus Prime is low-carbon, environmentally friendly and easy to assemble. Most importantly, it is easy to handle afterwards.

"Once 3601 is renovated, we'll sell the cardboard boxes and the men's magazines inside. The money we receive might be enough for Zhanbo and I to have a barbecue."

"Teacher Nanfeng..."

Curry Sauce couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Are we just going to watch them fight like this?"

"No matter what, the combat effectiveness of both of them is close to zero. After fighting for a long time, the damage is zero. Let them pull hair like children."

Nan Feng snorted emotionally. Although he didn't like Transformers, he had been busy all night on something, but in less than five minutes, the quilt was snapped and it became imperfect.

He didn't take advantage of the chaos between the two to kick Ziqiao again, which was already a good deed for him.

Humph, let him get naughty!

and many more……

Nanfeng felt that he seemed to have overlooked something very fatal.

boom!
As Ziqiao and Zhanbo rolled over and knocked over the red paint bucket on the ground, Nanfeng's face instantly turned redder than the blood-red floor.

If red also has different grades, Nanfeng's face at this moment must not be cherry red, pomegranate red, or the higher-grade chicken blood red and mustard red.

This is Man Jiang Hong!!!

……

Fifteen minutes later, Nanfeng looked at the floor that had been cleaned but still had traces of paint on it, and felt like crying.

"One misstep can lead to eternal regret..."

He had already done one good deed fifteen minutes ago, so why couldn't he be a little bit kinder and more soft-hearted?

If I were a kind-hearted person who couldn't stand people fighting, I would just take a broom and chase Zhanbo and Ziqiao away, telling them to go outside and fight if they wanted to. Then wouldn't all these troubles be avoided?

Now, not only is the floor an eyesore, but cleaning it also ruined two of his mops.

"Alas, it seems that it is better to be kind-hearted."

Nan Feng, feeling that he was "not kind enough", sighed softly.

Everyone thought Nanfeng was regretting why he didn't stop Zhanbo and Ziqiao from fighting, Yumo comforted him, "It's okay, Nanfeng, we cleaned it up quickly.

"Look, now the paint marks on the tiles are not actually very obvious."

Guan Gu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Nanfeng, if the paint is spilled on the tiles, it is easy to clean as long as it is not dry. Now it is basically invisible unless you look carefully."

Nan Feng said with a bitter face: "But my eyesight is pretty good, and most importantly, I have mysophobia."

"Forget it."

He waved his hands and said feebly, "I'll just bear with it for a few months and then buy a few more tiles of the same type and install them again later."

Everyone looked at each other helplessly when they heard this. They obviously couldn't understand Nanfeng's idea of ​​cleanliness.

But Nanfeng's behavior is considered good. If it were Mr. Zeng, who has a more serious mysophobia, he would probably have cried like a sissy by now.

As they were talking, the bathroom door slowly opened and Zhanbo came out wearing new clothes and with the same red and blue hair as Zi Qiao.

Ziqiao, who had also taken a shower and changed his clothes, walked into room 3602 from room 3603 in a depressed mood.

"How about you two? Can't you wash it off at all?"

Youyou asked directly.

Zhan Bo, whose whole body was covered in red by the red paint he spilled, hummed and nodded dejectedly.

Ziqiao, who had the same experience as Zhanbo, sat down on the sofa, looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Ugh……"

"Be content."

Nan Feng curled his lips and said, "Fortunately, I didn't buy cheap and low-quality paint, otherwise, with your current situation, you would have suffered at least a lot of damage." "Don't worry, the color of the paint will fade in a few months at most."

Wan Yu also stepped forward to comfort Zhanbo: "It's okay, Zhanbo, as long as it doesn't get on your face, it doesn't matter if you put on clothes."

"No one says it's the same."

Meijia muttered softly: "I know the Azure Dragon, I know the White Tiger, but this Red Dragon..."

Zhanbo Wanyu, Guan Guyouyou, and even Yumo all looked at Meijia in confusion.

"Mika, what are you talking about, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Black Tortoise?"

Meijia was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly and waved her hands: "No, I was just talking nonsense."

Then her gaze turned to Nanfeng, Ziqiao and Curry Sauce who were staring at her with admiration.

Nanfeng and his two companions considered themselves to be experienced drivers who had been racing for many years, but when faced with a driving god-level figure like Meijia, they could only clasp their hands together to express their admiration.

【My disrespect.】

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【Same here.】

Mika smiled sweetly at the three of them.

The four veterans of Love Apartment looked at each other tacitly, then turned to look at the group of ignorant guys around them, and felt that there was a sad and thick barrier between themselves and them.

Yu Mo and the others had no idea what these four veteran drivers were thinking at the moment. The five of them were still discussing Zi Qiao and Zhan Bo, who were covered in paint.

Youyou asked, "The marks on their bodies are indeed easy to cover up, but what about the tufts of red and blue hair among them?"

“It’s not just the hair.”

Ziqiao stretched out his red and blue right hand plaintively: "And my hand."

Zhanbo snorted, “Ziqiao, thank you so much for your hand.

"If it weren't for your hand, the following wouldn't have happened at all. The worst thing is... you actually used this hand to grab my hair!"

Ziqiao said sadly, "Can you please be reasonable? It was you who came to me to settle the score.

"Our fighting abilities are similar. I have the indestructible power, and you also have the move [Lushan Shenglong Ba]. I can't let you use a hand in this situation."

Everyone nodded, and they all felt that what Ziqiao said made sense.

"Now what?"

Zhanbo asked weakly: "How about we cut off all the hair in the middle?"

The girls collectively rejected it, saying, "No, that hairstyle is too ugly!"

"If we don't cut it off, we have to find a way to solve it."

Ziqiao muttered, "Zhanbo is fine, he already has Wanyu anyway.

"But if I go out with a bunch of weird-colored hair, the first impression points of beautiful girls on me will be cut in half. How can I pick up girls then?"

"Hey!"

Hearing this, Meijia snorted coldly: "Please understand clearly that it is your own fault that caused this. We have no obligation to help you find a solution."

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."

Yu Mo suggested, "I just happen to have some hair dye cream, you can just dye your hair and be done with it.

"Wanyu, Meijia, you may have to go over and help me, otherwise I can't handle it alone."

Wanyu nodded obediently, while Meijia snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Meijia, dear Meijia, beautiful and lovely Meijia."

Ziqiao tugged at Meijia's sleeve in a flattering manner: "Just be merciful and help me."

"Go away, go away, I'm annoyed just by seeing you!"

Meijia left 3603 and turned to walk towards 3604.

Zi Qiao said with a grin, "Look, she agreed."

I have to say that Teacher Zeng’s method is sometimes quite useful.

Yu Mo nodded: "Okay, let's go there quickly, otherwise I have to go to work again later."

"Let's go."

Zhanbo and Wanyu hurried to catch up with Meijia.

As Yumo and Ziqiao also stood up and left 3603, Guan Gu, Youyou, Nanfeng and Curry Sauce were the only four people left in the living room.

"Teacher Nanfeng, there is actually a question I have always wanted to ask you."

Curry looked at the Optimus Prime "front" that separated the entire dining area from the living room, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "This entire passage is filled with cardboard boxes, so how can we get in?"

Nan Feng clapped his hands and said with great emotion: "Finally someone asked the key question."

"Come, look here."

Nanfeng said this as he brought Guan Gu and Curry Sauce to the "door" of Optimus Prime's "front", but this door was also a fake door made of a pile of cardboard boxes piled high and then painted.

"Forehead……"

Guan Gu pondered and said, "If we want to go in, we should move these boxes away first, and then put them back in place manually after we get in, right?"

"of course not……"

"I'll do it! I'll do it! I know! Let me announce it!"

Nanfeng had just begun to explain when he was interrupted by the impatient Youyou.

The loudmouthed Youyou has been holding it in for almost two days. Now there is finally a chance for her to vent her desire to talk, and she absolutely will not let it go.

Nanfeng looked at Youyou with anxious eyes and felt that it was time for him to give her a little sweetness to reduce the possibility of Youyou, this time bomb, being detonated.

So Nan Feng stretched out his hand and said, "Please start your performance."

　I'm coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)