I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

"I don't mind a man, you mind a mallet, hurry up!"

"I will watch Afeng, no problem." Reggie suddenly interjected at a critical moment, blinking and saying, "I want to see it too."

Sanjiu glanced at Chen Feng, who took out a lot of messy things from his clothes, then looked at Reggie with a question mark in front of the table, thinking that Reggie should be in Chen Feng...it shouldn't be to her anyway. How's it going?

In fact, what Sanjiu cares most about is Chen Feng's previous sentence, "See if others can recognize him." What does he want to do? Want to join the game of quintuplets too?

But the height, weight, voice, gender, etc. are different. How can you play this?

The heights of the five Nakano sisters and Chen Feng are more than 20 centimeters different. Isn't this recognizable at a glance?

Bastard, don't underestimate the quintuplets' tacit understanding!

At this time, Chen Feng had already skillfully painted makeup in front of the makeup mirror he brought with him. Sanjiu gritted his teeth and hummed: "kimo..."

But she opened the bathroom door, turned on the light and walked in.

She really doesn't believe it anymore. Could Chen Feng really be able to make up like her to deceive others? This is not bullshit.

As for Chen Feng's character issue... Sanjiu feels that he can rest assured after getting along for so long, but it always feels a bit strange to wear his own clothes for a man.

But Sanjiu, who was very dissatisfied, took off her clothes in the bathroom with shame, until she lingered for a long time, and when she was about to go out wrapped in a bath towel, she saw an almost identical picture as soon as she opened the door. A "girl" with exactly the same face stood at the door of the bathroom, even if she was the same height, but her stern expression looked very contradictory.

She turned her head to look at the place where Chen Feng was sitting just now, and found that Chen Feng had disappeared, leaving only a large mess of things there.

So Sanjiu looked at the ‘girl’ in front of him with a look of disbelief, her small mouth growing very big.

"Chen... Chen Feng...?"

"It's me!"

"Hmph, even I can't recognize it, fool Sanjiu!"

"Um...Sanjiu..."

"Hey~ I didn't expect it? It's actually my Yotsuba!"

"Umm, congratulations on your wrong answer, I am May."

"It's me, Chen Feng."

After Chen Feng imitated everyone's words, he finally said in his own voice.

"???"

Sanjiu was stunned. She was a little skeptical about life now. She knew that Chen Feng was very powerful, but what was this in the end? Do you directly copy the height, personality, tone, and voice to someone he has met? !

Chapter 80—The Fever to Give It All

"Huh...! Yotsuba what are you doing?!"

At the moment Yotsuba's dressed "May" pulled the window, an icy chill blew in across the window frame, and suddenly she would stand for most of the day. Only feeling irritable and unwilling to blow Nino shivered. .

Yotsuba obviously realized how stupid his idle operation was, so the next second he pulled the window back again and showed a silly smile.

"Hey... It looks so cold outside."

A few people are just wearing thin long dresses. Of course, there will be no major temperature changes if the air-conditioning in the house, but if the windows are opened, everyone here will only tremble.

The erosion of temperature on people is a kind of bite against will, unless it is the existence of superior will, otherwise it is difficult for other people to accept the change of instantaneous cold and instantaneous heat.

"Shhh, keep your voice down. If Chen Feng is outside, he will be heard."

Yihua squeezed Nino and signaled Nino not to get too excited, and by the way, she also spit out Yotsuba, "So are you Yotsuba, why do you open the window in such a cold day?"

"Um... 30° air conditioning, it's too hot in this room."

"Then you use the remote control!"

"Eh heh, isn't this forgotten?"

Just when several girls were playing together, the closed door was opened from the outside with a key. The four people in the house were startled, and they instantly turned into an expression and quickly lined up in a row.

It's just that the person who walked in was Sanjiu with a grieved expression, and Chen Feng did not appear.

"What about people?"

"Well--"

San Jiu puffed up his face, glanced to the side, and said angrily: "Chen Feng wanted to take off his wig, but he didn't succeed, so I stopped playing."

"What? What else? Do..."

Nino was halfway through, and changed his words: "What a **** thing!"

"Huh?! Student Chen wouldn't be like this. It's just a game. If you cheat, it doesn't look like his personality."

In a moment of doubt in May, he raised his doubts.

"do not know."

Sanjiu just shook his head, "Anyway...there are other things that are more excessive!"

Sanjiu, who was frightened and worried, said all kinds of messy things, and the people present showed different expressions. Perhaps the most exciting one was Nino.

"This game...isn't it meaningless anymore?" Sanjiu dropped his head in loss.

"Ha?! Sanjiu what are you talking about? How can this be said to be meaningless? Doesn't it mean that we are all the same if no one can tell us?! The same life or something, this is the most important thing between us Fetters. No! I'm going to talk to him to make sense!"

As soon as Nino heard this, he exploded and strode forward, as if he wanted to go to a room not far away to find Chen Feng to confront him, but was stopped by May with a complex expression.

...

No one found anything wrong in the room here. Nino and Sanjiu were there to denounce Chen Feng, while Yotsuba and Kazuka felt like something was wrong...

As for the real Sanjiu herself, now wrapped in a bath towel and standing next to Reggie watching Reggie rushing to draw the drawings, she herself picked up one of the piles of drawings piled on the side and looked at it carefully.

Reggie, who had finished another drawing, saw San Jiu looking at it with gusto. After seeing the pile of drawings San Jiu was looking at, he said lightly:

"Afeng's paintings, are they good-looking?"

"good……"

Just as he spoke, San Jiu raised his head instantly, "Isn't this painted by Ray?"

Reggie shook his head, looked yearning, and said with envy:

"These are the manuscripts left by Afeng when he taught me to paint before, as well as the recent drafts of Afeng's drawings. I copied many copies and took one of them as a reference. Moreover, I didn't reach the level of Afeng. "