Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Yifei, who broke her own chopsticks and spoon, was speechless. Little did she know that she didn't even have an extra pair of chopsticks at home.

Not believing in evil, she ran to the kitchen and looked around, but she really didn't see a single chopstick.

Although the depressed Yifei didn't think of a simple solution like borrowing a pair of chopsticks from a neighbor's house for a while, she was unwilling to continue to accept Zeng Xiaoxian's feeding.

I am not a three or four-year-old child, how can I accept having people pick up food and feed me all the time.

Especially this person is Zeng Xiaoxian.

Not only is this guy extremely greasy in acting, but he has always had mysophobia. I wonder if Zeng Xiaoxian secretly disliked himself when he was using his chopsticks to pick up food for himself.

Anyway, Yifei didn't want to give Zeng Xiaoxian the opportunity to dislike her.

So she came back from the kitchen, picked up Zhan Bo's chopsticks and started eating.

Look, don’t you have chopsticks now?

Anyway, I'm not mysophobic, and I don't mind showing off.

Zhan Bo, who had his chopsticks taken away, pouted with an aggrieved look on his face, but he did not dare to resist his sister. He could only lower his head and use a spoon to scoop up the food in the bowl.

As a result, after scratching and scratching, a braised lion head suddenly appeared in the bowl.

Although Wan Yu was still a little angry that Zhan Bo just said she was fat, she still said it proudly.

"For the sake of helping me pick up the food just now, tell me what you want to eat and I'll pick it up for you."

"Thank you, Wanyu!"

Zhan Bo suddenly smiled happily after hearing this.

[Thank you sister, you are truly my most, most... dearest sister. 】

【I absolutely love you to death! 】

When lunch was over, Zhan Bo took Wanyu, Guan Gu and Zhang Wei out to have fun.

Yifei and Xiaoxian originally wanted to run away, but how could a young couple like them, who came to meet their parents, leave just as they wanted.

The two were directly left to stay by Yifei's grandparents. Yifei's family gathered around the young couple Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei, asking trivial questions as if they were chatting about family matters.

For example, how did the two of them get together, what do Xiaoxian and Yifei like about each other, and their future plans and directions, etc.

Fortunately, Yifei and Xiaoxian had discussed most of these issues in advance. Although some mistakes were inevitable when answering on the spot, they were dealt with quickly.

As for Nanfeng, who hadn't slept well for several days, when he saw Zhan Bo taking Wan Yu and the others out to play, he simply took a small blanket from Yuan's house and chose the middle one among the rows of lounge chairs in the courtyard. A chair to lie down and bask in the sun.

At this moment, Nanfeng was lying leisurely on the recliner with his helmet on. Although the helmet was too thick and the pillow was very uncomfortable, and the roar of fireworks still echoed in his ears.

But with the sound insulation of the helmet and the fatigue of the past few days, Nanfeng also fell into a daze.

Until he was awakened by Zeng Xiaoxian's gentle pat.

Nan Feng was immediately frightened, and his heart almost stopped.

"Teacher Zeng, even if you want to seek wealth and death, you should use some advanced methods."

Nan Feng covered his chest and said with lingering fear: "There are so many ways to die in this world, and I don't want my way of death to be to be scared to death while I'm asleep!"

"You can't blame me."

Zeng Xiaoxian was lying on the lounge chair next to Nanfeng and basking in the sun next to him. Xiaoxian squinted his eyes and said lazily.

"I just called you for a long time, but you didn't respond at all. I had no choice but to wake you up.

"Who knew you would have such a big reaction after I just patted you lightly."

"Nonsense, no one would be shocked if someone patted them while they were sleeping."

Nanfeng yawned: "Next time you take a nap, I will wake you up like this and see how you react then."

Zeng Xiaoxian pursed his lips in a cowardly manner, and then pulled Nanfeng's blanket closer to him: "It's such a cold day, you just lie outside to bask in the sun?"

Nanfeng pointed to the bloated green military coat on his body: "If you wore it as thickly as me, you wouldn't feel cold."

"All right."

When Zeng Xiaoxian heard this, he pulled the small blanket on Nan Feng towards him more: "Since you are not afraid of the cold, cover me with a little more."

"Go away, if you want a blanket, you, your future uncle, can go get it from Yifei yourself."

Nanfeng pulled back his blanket and curled his lips: "Weren't you still chatting with Yifei's grandparents just now? Why are you coming out now?"

"It's not like we're checking household registration. We can't just stay in the house and talk all afternoon."

Zeng Xiaoxian suppressed a smile and said: "Yifei's grandfather is playing chess with your old man now. This is the first time I have seen two people who are so bad at chess.

"The two of them haven't made more than thirty moves in total in the next game of Go. Both sides regretted the move forty or fifty times."

Nanfeng smiled unsurprisingly: "So the other old men in the village don't like to play chess with them."

"oops……"

Zeng Xiaoxian rested his head on his hands, squinted his eyes and said comfortably, "I feel more comfortable chatting with you."

Nanfeng tilted his helmet: "Teacher Zeng, you look very unhappy."

"How can I..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was halfway through his denial when he heard Nan Feng's soft words: "You'd better admit that you are unhappy, so that I can understand that you disturbed my sweet dream.

"if not……"

Nanfeng's smile made Xiaoxian feel cold: "Do you know that I haven't slept much in the past few days?"

Zeng Xiaoxian quickly straightened up and said, "Okay, actually I've been very unhappy these past two days."

"reason?"

"reason……"

Zeng Xiaoxian hesitated for a long time before holding Nanfeng's hand and asking nervously: "Nanfeng, honestly, what do you think of me?"

south wind:"……"

"Teacher Zeng, isn't your statement too ambiguous?" Nanfeng took out the hands tightly held by Zeng Xiaoxian in disgust.

If I hadn't known Teacher Zeng for a year and thought I knew who he was, based on Teacher Zeng's current tone, demeanor and actions, combined with what he said, everyone would think that Zeng Xiaoxian was making a declaration of coming out.

Nanfeng continued to ask: "What specific aspect do you want to ask about?

"Shadow and appearance? Moral values? Personality and hobbies? Educational background and family background? Or professional background?"

"all."

Zeng Xiaoxian replied without hesitation: "Just make a comprehensive judgment on what I am like."

"Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully."

Nanfeng thought for a while and gave Zeng Xiaoxian an extremely objective evaluation: "Teacher Zeng, in fact, apart from your small eyes, long and short hands, and short legs, there are so many things between your eyebrows and eyes that are wretched.

"He is narcissistic and stinky. He often gets swollen when things are not clear. When really critical moments come, he starts to fear and avoid. He likes to be mean at every turn..."

Zeng Xiaoxian saw Nan Feng counting his little problems with his fingers, and looking at this posture, he didn't know when he would talk about it.

Just when the collapsed Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to snap his fingers and skip this lengthy and embarrassing episode, Nan Feng suddenly stopped.

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows: "Are you done?"

"No, there are so many things wrong with you that I can't finish them in one breath. I have to stop and take a breath."

Zeng Xiaoxian: (⊙﹏⊙).

At this time, Nanfeng took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "And you also know that my memory is not good and I can't remember many things.

"So I'd better turn on my phone and read it, let's continue..."

Zeng Xiaoxian: (⊙﹏⊙).

(⊙﹏⊙).

(⊙﹏⊙).

W(Д)w! ! !

[What nonsense did you write down in your memo, you bastard! 】

Zeng Xiaoxian, who couldn't bear it any longer, simply snapped his fingers, and everything in front of him began to move forward rapidly.

"...He cares about food and not about fighting, and occasionally he is a bit girly!"

Nanfeng let out a long breath. After talking about so many problems in a row, his mouth was even a little dry.

"Except for the big and small problems just now, Teacher Zeng, you are actually quite good.

"Even if he is not among the best, he can still be regarded as a young talent."

"That's right, I am a very outstanding young talent!"

Zeng Xiaoxian clapped his hands and completely ignored what Nanfeng had just been mumbling about, only remembering the sentence "Young Talents".

Then he said angrily: "So I really don't understand why Hu Yifei created such a fake background.

"Does she know how tired I am from acting for this fake identity these past two days!"

"Are you just angry because you're tired from acting?"

"Dang, Dang, Dang, of course, otherwise what else could it be because of?" Zeng Xiaoxian stammered.

"If you are only angry because you are tired from acting, then I think you should just be angry like this."

Nan Feng spread his hands and said, "You used this incident to dominate Yifei before the Chinese New Year, and you have already collected all the rewards when you acted wantonly.

"Yifei was also very angry when you asked her to rub her shoulders, beat her legs, and bring tea and water, but she didn't have to do it obediently.

"So you two are pretty much the same in this matter. After she's done being angry, it's your turn to be angry."

"Forehead……"

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't know what to say for a moment.

After Nanfeng finished expressing his opinion, he just stared at Xiaoxian silently.

Even though he was separated by a helmet, Zeng Xiaoxian still seemed to be able to feel Nanfeng's calm and seemingly penetrating eyes.

The two were silent for a long time before Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and said unhappily: "I just feel that Hu Yifei looks down on me.

"Obviously my career has been steadily rising, but she still thinks that I am someone who cannot be supported.

"I think my original resume is not bad. I have a double master's degree and a TV show that is steadily improving. Even "Your Moon, My Heart" now has two advertising sponsors.

“And I’m also the vice chairman of the apartment residents’ committee under the neighborhood office!

"But she still wants me to show off such a gleaming fake resume to her family. Doesn't this mean she thinks I'm not good enough?"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, do you think I really can't achieve anything now?"

Nanfeng said nothing, just nodded his heavy motorcycle helmet up and down mechanically.

"Hello!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was immediately heartbroken. He covered his chest and shouted aggrievedly, "Even you think I'm not good. Is my resume so bad?"

Nanfeng still remained silent as before, nodding his head with his huge and heavy helmet.

"Nanfeng you!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was so aggrieved that he almost cried, but found that Nan Feng was still nodding indifferently.

He was stunned for a moment, then put his hand in front of the helmet and shook it from side to side.

Nan Feng still had no reaction.

"Damn, you can actually fall asleep even while sitting!"