Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"Nuolan, don't listen to Nanfeng's nonsense. How can the scanner be so lustful?" Yifei quickly tried to smooth things over.

If Nuo Lan knew that she had only arrived a while ago, and her measurements were clearly scanned by Zi Qiao's naked eye, she wouldn't know what was going to happen.

"Nanfeng, it's normal to talk nonsense occasionally."

"Well, his thinking is indeed quite out of the ordinary." Nuolan said with a smile.

Nanfeng shrugged, noncommittal.

Meijia took advantage of Nanfeng's attention not being on her and showed a cute smile to Nuolan: "Nuolan, will your husband have any objections if you come over to help over the weekend?"

Although Zi Qiao had just said that Nuo Lan was single, Mei Jia still felt that it would be safer to ask.

"Husband? But I don't even have a boyfriend." Nuolan said in surprise.

"Oh..." Meijia smiled meaningfully.

Before Nanfeng could take action, Meijia rolled her eyes and continued: "Nuolan, I don't know what kind of boy you like.

"Maybe... Yifei can help you introduce it?"

Yifei:? ? ?

[No, what does this have to do with me? 】

Everyone:? ? ?

[Asking Yifei to help with the introduction is not a waste of the precious youth of lovers. 】

[Mejia, what grudge do you have against Nuolan? 】

"Does Yifei work in a dating agency?" Nuolan asked curiously.

Meijia waved her hands and said: "That's not true, but she has liked to help people matchmaker since she was a child.

"And Yifei is the ideological and political counselor of the university. She can introduce you to anyone from an outstanding male teacher to a sunshine puppy. She can help you introduce whatever type you like."

After Meijia said this, everyone except Nuolan and Yifei fell silent.

[Meijia is really only telling half of what she said. Yifei has liked to help people match others since she was a child, but why don't you say that she has been matchmaking, and no match can be made. 】

Nuolan didn't know why this girl named Meijia was so eager to help her find a partner, but she still declined.

"No need, I still have to put my career first and don't worry about love."

Meijia didn't give up yet: "Can you tell me what type you like? Maybe we can help you keep an eye on it."

Nuolan smiled and just answered casually: "I like boys who are interesting and compatible."

"Can……"

"Meijia." Nanfeng called softly, "You are dressed very beautifully today."

There's certainly nothing wrong with asking someone if they're single and what type of guy they like.

But if you continue to ask more questions, it will be like checking your household registration.

Nuolan is not only his friend, but also a guest he invited to help. Nanfeng will protect her regardless of emotion or reason.

"Really, I also think I'm very beautiful today." Meijia said with a smile.

I don’t know whether Meijia has realized her problem or whether it is because of Nanfeng’s oppression. In short, Meijia has indeed become more honest after Nanfeng reminded her.

Her subsequent communication with Nuolan was more like a conversation between friends.

While everyone was talking and laughing, an unexpected alarm clock rang, and everyone looked at Nanfeng.

"Oh, it turns out it's already twelve o'clock."

Nanfeng gloated towards Zeng Xiaoxian: "How about it, Teacher Zeng, how many sets did you sell before twelve o'clock?"

At this time, Xiaoxian had taken off all disguises and returned to his original appearance. Hearing Nanfeng's words, he twitched his lips: "Don't you know how many sets I have sold?"

He straightened his back, willing to admit defeat and said: "I admit, I only sold eighteen sets. I will write the paper you want for you."

Nanfeng gave a thumbs up: "I'm willing to admit defeat, good job.

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to buy a car now. I'll wait until you finish getting sponsorship for your thesis."

Nanfeng looked at the others: "Should we have lunch at this time?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

The drinks and cakes at the sunny day bar are indeed very good, but you won’t feel full after eating these things.

"In order to help Nuolan wash away the dust, let's go to Xiaonan Country?" Nanfeng suggested.

"Uh..." Except for Nuolan, everyone else looked confused.

Nanfeng was suddenly confused: "I didn't ask you to pay, why are you so embarrassed?"

Yu Mo waved his hand and said, "It's not a question of who's treating us. The main thing is that we already had Xiao Nan Guo last night and we're a little full."

In fact, it wasn’t just last night’s dinner, everyone kept talking about it all day yesterday.

In the morning, I drank milk tea and went to the mall. At noon, I had a big meal near the mall. In the afternoon, when Zeng Xiaoxian was undergoing temperament transformation, the table was filled with snacks and snacks.

Of course, there is no need to talk about dinner. Even those who were already full had snacks on the coffee table while watching the movie.

This is simply the happy life of a foodie.

It can only be said that Curry Sauce, who was in seclusion to prepare for the exam, had no idea what she had missed.

Yu Mo pinched her belly. She had only been in the apartment for a few days, and she already had fat on her belly.

Nanfeng clapped his hands: "I understand, you are tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and now you want to eat something light to change your taste.

"Guangu, are you tired of eating too?"

Guangu nodded sheepishly: "The food at the forum yesterday was also very good."

Nanfeng was immediately troubled: "You are tired of eating the delicious food, but Nuolan hasn't eaten anything yet."

Nuolan smiled considerately: "Nanfeng, I was just joking. We can just have lunch."

"That won't work. Now that you're here, I must entertain you well." Nanfeng said firmly.

As long as there are no evil guests coming to the door, it is the rule of the Chu family not to neglect the guests who come to the door.

What's more, Nuolan came here because he wanted to help him. Even if Nanfeng didn't say it, he was very grateful in his heart.

He thought for a moment and said, "How about... I take Nuolan out for dinner at noon today, and you guys can handle it on your own?"

"No!" Yu Mo exclaimed subconsciously.

Seeing that everyone was looking towards him, Yu Mo smiled sheepishly.

"I want to say that when you encounter things, don't think so simply and crudely, and use your brain more in everything."

"Let's think about it carefully. There must be some way to get the best of both worlds and...the best of both worlds."

"Yes, let's think about whether there is a way to get the best of both worlds." Ziqiao, Meijia and Zhang Wei all said.

The three of them didn't have any other ideas, they just wanted to enjoy this meal.

Yifei looked at Yu Mo with a half-smile but not a smile: "It's already 12 o'clock at noon. If you think about it any longer, you won't have to wait for dinner, right?"

Yu Mo looked at Yifei in shame.

It’s okay if you don’t help me, but you’re actually tearing me down.

You are still not my good sister!

Nanfeng probably guessed Yu Mo's little thoughts, but he really didn't think of any way to get the best of both worlds.

“Forget it, it seems like no one can figure it out.

"Nuolan, let's go."

Just as the two turned to leave, Guangu raised his hand.

"I don't have the best of both worlds, but if you're not too hungry...

"Would you like to try my skills?"

Sekiya smiled and said, "The Japanese food I cook should be considered light and delicious, right?"

When everyone was thinking about a way to get the best of both worlds, his first reaction was to cook Japanese food.

Even though Sekiya is usually reluctant to get involved in cooking-related matters due to conflicts with his father.

But whether it was to thank everyone for helping me take care of him the night before, or to repay everyone for taking care of him over the past four months.

It’s also time to unblock your cooking skills.

That’s right, I’m the stunt chef—Little Master!

Wrong, try again.

Yes, I am the fourth generation successor of Sekiya cuisine - Sekiya Miracle!

Nanfeng was stunned when he heard Guangu's words: "Guangu, do you know how to cook Japanese food?"

In his memory, Guangu had never been in the kitchen except that time when he helped Yifei roll out noodles.

"of course."

Sekiya grinned, his eyes full of pride and pride: "My father is the third generation of the Sekiya cooking family and the greatest chef in Japan.

"Kenjiro Sekiya!"

Nan Feng nodded. He vaguely remembered Guan Gu talking about this matter with someone on some occasion, but his memory was not good and he really couldn't remember clearly.

only……

"Sekiya, how's your Japanese cooking skills?"

Nanfeng looked at Guan Gu suspiciously. After all, he had never seen Guan Gu cooking before.

The name "Family of Cooking Family" sounds very bluffing, but no one knows how many family traditions Sekiya has mastered as a manga student.

He is still the ninth generation of the Chu family, so he only knows a few tricks like a three-legged cat.

Guan Gu's eyebrows were dancing and he said: "To use an idiom to describe it, it means knowing a little bit."

Nanfeng felt relieved now.

Guan Gu is not the talkative Zi Qiao, nor is he the face-saving Xiao Xian and Zhang Wei.

Since he dares to say that he knows a little bit, it proves that Guangu does have real materials.

"Nuolan, what do you think?" Nanfeng asked Nuolan.

Nanfeng really wanted to try Guangu's skills.

After all, it had been more than four months since Guangudu moved here and he was preparing to show off his skills for the first time. If he missed this time, he didn't know when he would have to wait.

But if Nuolan didn't want to, he would definitely have to accommodate Nuolan today.

“I’ve also heard about Mr. Kenjiro Sekiya, the master of Japanese cuisine. Since I have the opportunity to taste authentic Sekiya cuisine, I definitely can’t miss it.”

Nuo Lan nodded towards Guan Gu: "Then I'll trouble you, Guan Gu."

"Then it's decided."

Nanfeng began to arrange tasks: "Teacher Zeng and I will take Nuolan back to the apartment, Guangu, you will take a few people to prepare the ingredients.

"We agreed that I would pay for it at noon today. You must not forget to ask me for reimbursement, otherwise I will forget about it if I don't have a good memory."

Guangu nodded and looked at the remaining people: "Then which one of you will follow me to prepare the ingredients?"

Meijia ran to Nanfeng and said, "I want to go back to the apartment to feed the pig, and let it out of the cage to get some air."

Yu Mo pointed to the high boots he was wearing: "These boots are a bit too tight. I have to go back and change them."

Zi Qiao didn't know when the pain started to break out in a cold sweat: "I feel a little uncomfortable. I may have to go back and take medicine."

Nanfeng's face darkened when he saw this: "Lu Ziqiao, have you been drinking again?"

"Hehe, I just drank a little..." Zi Qiao forced a smile.

Zeng Xiaoxianju reported: "He drank at least two bottles. I saw it with my own eyes."

"You deserve it. If you drink before you recover, forget it. It will hurt you to death!" Meijia snorted coldly, but couldn't help but look at Ziqiao worriedly.

Nanfeng said helplessly: "That's it, the six of us will go back to the apartment first.

"Guan Gu, take Yifei and Zhang Wei to prepare the ingredients. Pay attention to safety on the way."

"good."