Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 159 The Missing Braised Pork Knuckle

"What?!"

Ziqiao stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He had barely sat down, not even had a chance to warm his seat, when the plane crashed again?

Yifei laughed until she was out of breath, then patted her chest and stammered, "Zi, Ziqiao, you'd better watch out."

"If you lose this free advantage, your reputation as the 'Flying Chess Master' will be well-deserved."

Ziqiao glanced at the current situation and, forcing himself to remain calm, said, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no way I can lose."

"The advantage of getting them for free?" Meijia was completely confused. "Didn't Ziqiao just roll the dice himself to get those three planes?"

Yifei joked, "He got lucky and won by chance."

Ziqiao blushed.

"Oh...it was just pure luck." Mika seemed to understand but not quite.

Yu Mo waved her hand and quickly changed the subject: "Oh, that's not important, now it's my turn."

Yu Mo picked up the dice and casually tossed them onto the coffee table.

"Six o'clock, looks like I'm in good luck."

With a smile, she maneuvered a blue plane on the field to a blue area six squares away, and then with a "whoosh," she jumped to the next blue area.

"No way, you can't even take off after you get a six?" Ziqiao was dumbfounded.

Yu Mo shrugged and laughed, "It just so happens that this plane can be used to play checkers when it rolls a six. Anyway, it's not hard to roll a six."

Mr. Lü, who only managed to get a six every ten minutes and then tragically crashed his plane: ...

【shift!】

According to the rules of Ludo, if you roll a six, you can roll it again.

So Yu Mo casually tossed the dice, which spun on the coffee table until four small red dots appeared in everyone's eyes.

Ziqiao's eyelids twitched violently, his face pleading, "Yu Mo, please don't, Yu Mo..."

"Ziqiao, I'm sorry."

Yu Mo picked up the blue plane she had just used and moved forward four squares, then precisely stepped onto the next blue area and launched herself into a leap.

"call out……"

The blue plane stood directly beneath the green plane.

"Your plane has crashed again..."

Yifei didn't even have the strength to laugh this time. She just leaned on Yu Mo's shoulder and desperately gave Yu Mo a thumbs up.

"No!" Ziqiao cried out, clutching his head in pain.

Yu Mo handed the dice to Mei Jia: "Calm down. The situation is still better than what you were doing earlier. You still have one plane, don't you?"

Ziqiao's lips twitched: "Yes, yes..."

The advantage the dog gained was squandered before it even had a chance to sit down, resulting in the crash of two planes.

If braised pork hock knew, it would bark incessantly at me.

[Braised pork knuckle: I may be a dog, but you're really not human!]

Meijia took the dice and muttered, "Watch me cut Lu Ziqiao down from his horse."

"You should take off first," Ziqiao said with a sneer.

It's laughable that little Mika dares to spout such nonsense.

"Hmph." Meijia clasped her hands together in devout prayer, "Under the Lord Guan, I am willing to exchange three years of Ziqiao's good fortune in love for a profound lesson for him."

"If you can't stand Ziqiao, that heartless, ungrateful bastard, then please lend me a hand!"

"Hey, who gave you permission to trade my luck with women for this?"

Ziqiao cried out in protest, "And please, don't try to sow discord between me and Second Master!"

Meijia rolled her eyes at Ziqiao: "Then you just wait and see."

"666! I want six!"

The dice were thrown violently, and gradually came to a stop spinning amidst the varied expressions on the faces of the four people.

"yeah!"

Mika raised her arms in cheers, her face beaming with two sweet dimples. Even the dark face mask couldn't hide her sparkling eyes.

Pointing arrogantly at the six blue dots on the dice, she said, "So, Lu Ziqiao, are you convinced or not!"

"I don't believe your luck can stay this good forever," Ziqiao said sourly.

Mika slowly took off the plane: "Isn't this all thanks to your three years of good luck with women?"

As she spoke, she picked up the dice and tossed them casually.

"Six again!" Ziqiao exclaimed in surprise, slapping his thigh. "This is illogical!"

Yu Mo nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Meijia already asked Guan Yu for help, and you still think she should talk about science?"

Yifei added insult to injury by sarcastically remarking, "It seems that Lord Guan has long disliked someone."

"Don't be too smug."

Ziqiao sneered, "If Meijia throws three sixes in a row, all the planes will have to be put back on the tarmac."

"Mika, be careful not to lose the whole army!"

Meijia had originally planned to fly another plane, but upon hearing Ziqiao's words, she angrily moved the plane she was about to take off six spaces.

"Let's see who will be completely wiped out."

Meijia's yellow plane and Ziqiao's last green plane are now only five squares apart, and both sides have a one in six chance of being wiped out.

"With Lord Guan above me, witness my final gamble!"

Meijia tossed the dice high into the air, and she and Ziqiao began to pray devoutly.

"Five five five..."

"666..."

"Five five five..."

"666..."

……

The two prayed louder and louder, staring at each other, neither willing to give in.

The die landed vertically and rolled continuously on the ground.

Meijia stared anxiously with wide eyes, while Ziqiao clasped his hands together, waiting nervously.

"Yay!!!" Mika jumped up excitedly amidst the applause of Yifei and Yumo.

Ziqiao froze on the sofa, clutching his chest and letting out a groan that echoed throughout the entire apartment.

"No!!!"

Lu Ziqiao's entire army was wiped out.

[Braised Pork Knuckle: Woof!]

"Your plane is... and... and... never mind, it's getting boring to keep using the same joke."

Yifei stared at Ziqiao with a half-smile: "Ziqiao, you'd better work harder."

"I'm not convinced. Watch me, I'm going to roll a six too."

Ziqiao got up from the sofa, grabbed the dice, and muttered, "Second Master, Second Master, you can't let Meijia sow discord between us."

"You know I'm a very loyal person, so let's use a brilliant six points to give Chen Meijia a good slap in the face."

With that, Ziqiao threw the dice with great anticipation. As the dice gradually stopped spinning, a large red dot appeared before his eyes.

It's like the Second Master raising a red middle finger high.

Get lost!

"Hahahaha..." The three women burst into laughter.

Only Ziqiao had a mournful face, and he didn't even have the heart to shout.

[Lu Ziqiao: This is the first time I've realized that true heartache is silent.]

"I almost forgot, we drank after the plane crash."

Yu Mo picked up the bottle and handed it to Zi Qiao: "There's probably about three large cups of this in here. Brave man, drink this farewell drink!"

"Don't worry, we don't have much else here, but we have plenty of alcohol. Drink as much as you like."

"Anyway, with your luck today, you probably won't be able to fly the plane."

Ziqiao took the bottle with trembling hands and drank it all in one gulp.

"Again!"

……

Ziqiao took the bottle with trembling hands and drank it all in one gulp.

"Again!"

"It's better not to come," Yifei said, looking at Ziqiao's face, which was flushed from drinking. "The number of planes you've lost in less than an hour is almost comparable to the Battle of Britain."

Yu Mo glanced at the scattered wine bottles at Zi Qiao's feet and said, "Forget it, Zi Qiao, you shouldn't drink too much tonight."

If Ziqiao really gets drunk, what will happen to the braised pork knuckle?

She glanced at the time and quickly prepared to send Meijia away: "It's almost 9:30 now, Meijia needs to go back and get her beauty sleep."

"It's so early, I haven't had enough fun yet!" Mika exclaimed.

Yu Mo pulled Mei Jia aside and explained, "You usually go to bed too late, so you need to catch up on sleep earlier tonight. Don't forget you have to meet the handsome guy Guan Gu introduced you to early tomorrow morning."

"Guan Gu isn't..."

Having drunk a bit too much, Ziqiao instinctively opened his mouth, but Yifei quickly covered it tightly.

Meijia asked curiously, "What isn't Guan Gu?"

"Ziqiao is saying: Guangu is so good to you, even though he doesn't have a girlfriend himself."

"That's right, Guan Gu is such a good man, much better than some heartless scumbags."

Although Mika sensed that everyone was acting a bit strange tonight, her mind was mostly on that handsome and cute guy tomorrow, so she didn't have time to think about anything else.

"Yes, yes, Guan Gu is the best." Yu Mo pushed Mei Jia away, "So you should go back and get a good night's sleep, don't waste Guan Gu's good intentions."

"That makes sense..." Meijia's voice, as if enlightened, echoed in the corridor.

Yifei quickly went up and locked the door.

She leaned against the wall and patted her chest: "Finally got Meijia back. Let's quickly check how the braised pork knuckle is doing and see if the little one is starving."

The two rushed back to the guest room where Ziqiao was staying.

"Braised pork knuckle, braised pork knuckle?"

Yifei pushed open the slightly ajar door and turned on the light, but she didn't see the small figure of the braised pork knuckle.

"Ziqiao, where did you put the braised pork knuckle?"

Ziqiao pointed to the empty bed: "I put it on the bed... wait, why is it invisible?"

"Invisible my foot!" Yifei yelled, hands on her hips. "The braised pork knuckle is clearly gone!"

Ziqiao, who had drunk countless bottles of alcohol after the plane crash, was still a bit tipsy: "Gone? How is that possible? Could it have crawled into the blankets?"

"Then hurry up and find it!" Yifei roared in fury.

The two rushed to the bedside and groped around under the covers. They searched the entire bed, even unzipping the blankets and pillows, but still couldn't find it.

"Lu Ziqiao, did you put it in the shoebox or not?" Yifei asked angrily after her fruitless search.

Ziqiao was covered in cold sweat. Although he was still drunk, he had sobered up: "Meijia came at such a convenient time. I didn't even have time to close the bedroom door. How could I have had time to look for that shoebox that I don't know where I put?"

"You didn't even have time to close the door?!"

Yifei clutched her head and exclaimed in alarm. She started pacing back and forth, saying, "Oh no, oh no, almost an hour has passed. Who knows where the braised pork knuckle could have gone?"

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, Guan Gu is going to kill me now, isn't he?" Zi Qiao was on the verge of tears.

Yifei scratched her head and shouted, "If you can't find braised pork knuckle, I don't know if Guangu will kill you or not, but I will definitely kill you, you bastard!"

"You can put it in the drawer instead of the shoebox."

Even if you leave it on the bed, you should at least close the door tightly!

"Is this how you take care of braised pork knuckle?"

Ziqiao slumped onto the bed, utterly dejected. "My God, now there are three people trying to kill me?"

"Three?"

Ziqiao lay helplessly on the bed: "If Meijia finds out, she definitely won't let me off the hook."

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