Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 169 Qin Yumo's Home Was Stolen?

"south wind……"

Meijia smiled sweetly, her eyes as clear as a spring.

Nanfeng responded with an equally bright and cheerful smile.

"You've come to the wrong person when it comes to taking photos. I've always had a stiff face when taking pictures since I was little. My parents used to say I was a rigid, old-fashioned scholar."

You should find someone else.

Meijia didn't care whether Nanfeng was telling the truth or lying. Perhaps Nanfeng wasn't very photogenic, but he was handsome.

When taking photos of handsome guys, all that talk about facial expression management and photogenic qualities is irrelevant.

This is the legendary "one handsome man can defeat ten thousand" method.

She had finally dressed up so beautifully today, how could she possibly give up such a great photography partner as Nanfeng?

Mika moved closer and closer, smiling ingratiatingly, "It's okay if you keep a straight face, my smile is sweet, maybe it'll make the photos look better this way?"

Nanfeng moved back slightly.

He didn't actually mind taking a selfie with Mika. After all, Mika just wanted a backdrop to enhance the atmosphere, not an intimate selfie with him.

But Meijia is Meijia, and braised pork knuckle is braised pork knuckle. If she were to take a selfie while hugging braised pork knuckle, Nanfeng really couldn't accept it.

"Meijia, you might not know this, but I can't stand fluffy things being too close to me," Nanfeng said as she moved back.

Seeing Nanfeng retreating, Meijia stopped getting any closer.

"If I raise braised pork hock, will it affect you? Or should I be extremely careful to prevent it from getting too close to you?"

"There's no need for that."

Nanfeng looked at Jiangzhouzi with a half-smile in his peach blossom eyes, and Jiangzhouzi, feeling the gaze of the great demon king Nanfeng, quickly buried his head in Meijia's arms, not daring to make a sound.

"It looks like it will keep a safe distance from me on its own," Nanfeng said with a gentle smile.

Mika breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

She thought Nanfeng and Jiangzhouzi were irreconcilable enemies, but she didn't expect them to get along so well.

[Braised Pork Knuckle: Woof?]

Mika thought about it for a while, but still didn't want to give up her selfie plan, so she continued to persuade her.

"How about this, the braised pork knuckle and I will stand in front and film your upper bodies, and you can stand far behind us. That way, you can maintain a safe distance."

"Good idea." Nanfeng, who was only prepared to be a background character, readily agreed.

"Yay, that's awesome!"

Seeing that Nanfeng had finally agreed, Meijia cheered happily, "I love you to death, Nanfeng!"

"Can you please change your catchphrase, 'I love you to death' when you get excited?"

Nanfeng smiled helplessly: "Do you even know that you've already fallen in love with everyone on the sixth floor, regardless of gender, except for Ziqiao?"

"I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

Meijia chuckled and said, "I was just excited, that's why I acted like that. Zhanbo told me yesterday that there's a Korean girl in their company named Hollywood who shouts 'Saranghae' (I love you) to everyone she meets."

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore, let's get started quickly." She urged Nanfeng impatiently, her eyes full of excitement.

"I'm definitely going to send this photo to my mom so she can look down on me all the time for not having a single handsome guy around her."

Nanfeng's lips twitched: "You two really are... a mother and daughter with a deep bond."

"That's right."

While the two were chatting and joking, a pair of eyes were staring intently at them.

Ziqiao, who had been keeping an eye on the tall, beautiful woman's movements at the door, finally couldn't help but turn his attention to the two of them when he heard Meijia asking Nanfeng to accompany her for a selfie.

Normally, Ziqiao doesn't care who Meijia dates, and he certainly won't interfere with Meijia's freedom to pursue her own interests.

But a southerly wind won't work.

If these two get together, and Nanfeng then makes him pay respects to his adoptive mother, wouldn't the three of them really become like Lü Bu, Diao Chan, and Dong Zhuo?

No, no, absolutely not.

Ziqiao was determined not to let history repeat itself, especially since he, Lu Bu, was no match for the young Dong Zhuo who knew a few leg techniques.

Meijia wasn't worried about anything. Anyway, she always looked like a lovesick girl when she saw a handsome guy, so whether she liked him or not was never important.

As long as Nanfeng doesn't have any ulterior motives, that's fine.

However, despite Nanfeng's usual aloof and indifferent demeanor, she had already thoroughly figured out his preferences.

This guy doesn't seem interested in girls, but he still glances at sexy, mature older women a couple of times.

The appearance of Yu Mo, in particular, made Zi Qiao even more convinced that Nan Feng liked older, more mature women.

Meijia, with her pure and sweet appearance, might fit Nanfeng's aesthetic preferences, but she's unlikely to be within his ideal partner range.

Ziqiao listened to their conversation and, after confirming that the two of them weren't up to any trouble, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he lowered his guard, Ziqiao instinctively started causing trouble again.

Just as the two were about to take a picture, he had a brilliant idea: to strike up a conversation with the tall, beautiful woman.

And this great idea really wouldn't have been possible without Meijia's help.

"Wait, are you planning to take photos dressed like this?" Ziqiao asked casually, pretending not to care.

Nanfeng and Meijia were taken aback by Ziqiao's words. Meijia looked down at her outfit and asked, "Don't I look good?"

"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Nanfeng."

Ziqiao pointed to Nanfeng, who was wrapped in a black down jacket, looking tired, wearing a mask, and blending into the crowd: "You're planning to take a selfie dressed like this?"

Nanfeng scoffed, "I'm just going to be a background character. I'll just stand there and not move once I take off my mask. What I wear doesn't really matter, does it?"

He has little interest in clothing, styling, and luxury goods. When buying clothes, apart from a few formal outfits to make a good impression, his criteria are comfort, warmth, and cleanliness.

Anyway, given Nanfeng's looks, height, and physique, as long as he doesn't deliberately choose some terribly ugly clothes, his appearance won't be too bad.

Besides, the main character today is Teacher Zeng. What's the point of him dressing up like a peacock?

I can't very well ask GG for sponsorship in place of Teacher Zeng.

Upon hearing Nanfeng's rather amateurish remarks, Ziqiao scoffed, "Look at the men's clothing around you, and then look at the bulky, thick down jacket you're wearing."

"I'm afraid your backdrop won't be the finishing touch; it'll be overshadowed by the surrounding backgrounds."

"I didn't realize you were such a selfie master, Ziqiao!" Nanfeng teased.

He was used to bickering with Ziqiao, so he didn't notice Ziqiao's little scheme for a moment.

Ziqiao tilted his head slightly, his tone smug: "I'm at least a theoretical master when it comes to anything related to girls."

Nanfeng didn't care what this theoretical master was saying, but Meijia really listened to him.

"So, the selfie still lacks a certain atmosphere. What should we do?"

"Then you'll have to figure it out yourselves..." Ziqiao chuckled.

[In his inner world, Ziqiao leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, a smug look on his face.]

What? You're asking me why I didn't offer them solutions?

[They don't even look at who my current opponent is.]

One of them knows me inside and out, and the other is as cunning as a devil. If I bring it up myself, they'll definitely become suspicious, and then it'll be incredibly troublesome to dispel their suspicions.

[It would be better for me to retreat strategically and wait for Meijia to come to me for help.]

As for whether Mika will take the initiative to ask me for help...

[Ziqiao holds up three fingers.]

【three. 】

【two. 】

【one.】

"Ziqiao...please help me out!" Meijia stepped forward and hooked her arm around Ziqiao's, acting cute and charming. "I just want to take a pretty picture, you'll definitely grant my wish, right~"

See? Understanding is mutual.

Ziqiao was secretly pleased, and his face showed even more pride.

He tilted his head back, deliberately ignoring Mika's pleading eyes: "I heard some people say I'm a pervert who thinks with his lower body?"

"No, has anyone said that?"

Meijia followed Zeng Xiaoxian's sycophantic tactics to the end, and said with a fawning smile, "Even if someone says that, it's because they are blind."

"It would be a lifelong regret for her if she couldn't feel your dazzling charm, Ziqiao!"

"You're a magnanimous person, you definitely won't hold it against her, right?"

Ziqiao listened to Meijia's flattery with a smile. If you stuck a tail on his butt right now, he would spin and ascend to heaven.

He sighed deeply and said, "Meijia, I want to help you too, but for some reason I suddenly have no ideas."

Ziqiao kept rubbing his fingers, clearly indicating that he wanted money, in order to further lower Meijia and Nanfeng's guard.

Of course, it would be even better if we could squeeze some more money out of Mika.

"I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt water, Lu Ziqiao, don't push your luck," Meijia said coldly.

It's one thing for her to be coquettish and say nice things, but she actually dared to ask for favors; she's simply courting death.

"It's okay if you're not thinking straight right now. I'll come to your room one night and open your head to clear your mind, then you'll have some ideas!"

Meijia threatened, "Let me tell you, Lu Ziqiao, if you dare let my daily disposables go to waste like this, I'll make sure you become a daily disposable yourself!"

"What do you mean?" Ziqiao was taken aback.

Nanfeng understood Meijia's explanation well: "Daily disposable means it won't live past the next day."

Meijia's fierce aura, comparable to Yifei's, even made Nanfeng take notice. It seems that she only shows this side of herself when facing Ziqiao.

However, it's good to have another ruthless Meijia to deal with Ziqiao.

"Oh, I remember now."

Seeing that the time was right, Ziqiao quickly pretended to be very sensible and chuckled in a low voice, "Look at all these clothes in this store, even Teacher Zeng can try them on, there's no reason why Nanfeng can't try them on, right?"

Meijia's eyes lit up, and she looked up like a nimble rabbit, peering around at the handsome men in their clothes.

"Right, trying them on doesn't mean we have to buy them. We should be able to take some photos when we have the chance, right?"

"Not only that, you can also put together an outfit for Nanfeng that perfectly matches your look today, and we're sure to be able to take a perfect set of photos."

Ziqiao's words were like the whispers of the devil.

[A perfect photo?!]

[There's a puppy, a handsome guy, a great atmosphere, and I'm dressed up so nicely...]

【Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!】

Ziqiao's words drove Meijia completely mad. Without saying a word, she turned around and tried to push Nanfeng to try on clothes.

"Wait a minute." Ziqiao quickly pulled Meijia back. He pointed to the braised pork knuckle in her arms. "You can't bring braised pork knuckle to pick out clothes, can you? If the dog hair gets the clothes dirty, you won't be able to avoid buying them even if you want to."

Without a second thought, Meijia handed the braised pork knuckle to Ziqiao: "The braised pork knuckle is yours now. Nanfeng and I will finish this quickly."

"Huh...eh?"

Ziqiao was quite satisfied with his braised pork knuckle when he was suddenly startled by Meijia's words, "Let's finish this quickly."

Those who knew you were going to change clothes and take photos would think you were going to have a one-on-one fight in the fitting room.

Chen Meijia, your idiom skills aren't much better than Guan Gu's.

"Would it be... to take photos with clothes from the store?" Nanfeng hesitated, but before he could finish speaking, the excited Meijia pushed him to try on the clothes.

Ziqiao looked at Nanfeng, who was entangled with Meijia and couldn't get away, and smiled as he touched the braised pork knuckle in his arms.

[Braised pork knuckle, you better do a good job, considering how much I took care of you last night.]

Brother, these next few days are all going to depend on you for my life's most important event!

Seeing the tall, beautiful woman carrying a cat leave the shop next door, Ziqiao followed silently with a sly grin on his face, clutching his braised pork knuckle.

Meanwhile, Yu Mo and Yi Fei were choosing a suit for Xiao Xian.

She lifted the dark black suit in her hand and explained to Yifei, "Black belongs to the achromatic color system in color theory. It can coordinate with almost any color, making it the most moderate, safest, and most conservative choice."

"When there's no way to determine what kind of people Teacher Zeng's business associates are, black is the safest choice."

"It appears both formal and solemn."

"However, similarly, Teacher Zeng himself is not particularly suited to black, so it is difficult for him to make people's eyes light up with his clothing alone. This requires more effort in the subsequent makeup and styling."

Yifei nodded repeatedly.

Although Yu Mo said she was only talking about very basic things, there's a saying that every profession has its own secrets, and once you learn it, it will definitely be enough to impress your boyfriend.

"I have a question. Is dark black too difficult for Zeng Xiaoxian to pull off?"

Yifei pointed to Zeng Xiaoxian's lewd eyes and said, "Look at this scumbag's lewd temperament. If we try to suppress his scumbag nature with the heavy and solemn feeling of deep black, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it and will become a mess."

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was also listening to the lecture, suddenly changed his expression.

Normally, he would have already started arguing with Hu Yifei, but now Yifei was seriously giving him advice.

This means that it's wrong for him to argue, and it's even more wrong for him to express gratitude.

"That makes sense. Then let's try pairing a light black suit with a brightly colored bow tie to neutralize Teacher Zeng's cheeky attitude."

Yu Mo praised Yi Fei, "Not bad, Hu Xuezhi! Not only does he understand things quickly, but he can also apply what he's learned to other situations."

"If you had put that academic talent into cooking, you would have maxed out your cooking skills by now."

"Is it possible that her exceptional ability to apply knowledge to new situations is what led to the creation of such unique and extraordinary dishes as Fei's Innovative Cuisine?"

Nanfeng was pushed and shoved by Meijia to come over and try on clothes, and he still had the leisure to tease Yifei again.

Yifei's cooking skills suffered another blow, and she glared at them irritably: "Didn't you two say you couldn't help? Why are you suddenly joining in?"

"I wanted Nanfeng to take a selfie with me, but his clothes today were so awful that we thought we'd try them on and take some photos together."

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo immediately became alarmed and looked at Mei Jia and Nan Feng with suspicion.

[Could it be that my house was burgled in such a short time, just because I was helping Teacher Zeng pick out some clothes?]

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