Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 186 Zeng Xiaoxian's Sweet Dream

"Teacher Zeng, relax..."

"Relax..."

Imagine you are lying on a beach in the Maldives, the warm sun shining on your bronze skin, and the cool sea breeze blowing away the last trace of heat.

"The waves rose and fell, and the sound of the waves was continuous."

"The girl you like is lying on the deck chair next to you right now, and the two of you are drinking the same cold drink."

"Close your eyes, and all you hear are the sounds you've been dreaming of."

"The screams of fans, the praise of leaders, and the relief of parents."

"You feel very relaxed, incredibly relaxed..."

Zeng Xiaoxian: ...

Zeng Xiaoxian: ...

Zeng Xiaoxian: Zzz...

"Isn't this a bit too much relaxation?"

Nanfeng looked speechlessly at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was fast asleep on the table.

At this moment, Zeng Xiaoxian was grinning and immersed in a sweet dream, a crystal-clear liquid slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth onto the table.

I told you to relax, and you just fall asleep?

And he was even drooling?

Nanfeng first sighed, and then...

Of course, it was a fun time to take photos and record the moment.

After Teacher Zeng finished securing the sponsorship, he had someone change the headshot of his vice chairman of the residents' committee to this one, ensuring that all the apartment residents would remember him at first glance.

This is how Teacher Zeng achieved the fame she had always dreamed of for her apartment.

Don't thank me, this is just what I should do as a friend. I also hope that Teacher Zeng will be able to sleep as soundly as he is now.

After taking the photo and saving it, Nanfeng looked around at the six people who were fast asleep.

He only used a little hypnotic and psychological suggestion technique in his voice because he had tried everything but couldn't get Teacher Zeng to relax.

As a result, this group was completely wiped out; they really didn't guard against themselves.

Thump thump thump thump...

The south wind tapped on the table erratically, and the volume of the tapping kept increasing.

Everyone snapped out of their daze, only then realizing with a start that they had actually fallen asleep.

Standing next to Zeng Xiaoxian, who was still fast asleep, Nanfeng chuckled and teased, "Are you guys using me as a whisper to help him fall asleep?"

"I was listening to how you managed to relax Teacher Zeng just by your voice, but then... you woke me up," Yu Mo mumbled indistinctly as she stretched.

Having just woken up, Yu Mo had lost some of the sophistication of a modern urban woman and gained more of a cat-like laziness.

Yifei yawned, then quickly said energetically, "It turns out that your voice relaxation therapy is indeed very effective."

"Yes, it's quite effective. The person involved is already so relaxed that they're having sweet dreams." Nanfeng sighed.

He gently patted Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulder: "Teacher Zeng, wake up."

"Get up and take your sleeping pills."

Zeng Xiaoxian was still deep in his dreams.

"Teacher Zeng seems to be fast asleep," Meijia muttered.

Ziqiao shook his head and stretched his limbs: "That's normal. The five of us sitting next to him all fell asleep while listening. Nanfeng was standing right next to him talking. It would be strange if he didn't fall asleep."

Nanfeng tried to shake Zeng Xiaoxian awake, but Xiaoxian waved her away, saying, "Ugh~ I'm sunbathing with Lin Chiling."

"What time is it and he's still sleeping? Watch me use a bullet and a flash to wake him up!" Yifei angrily rolled up her sleeves, ready to wake Zeng Xiaoxian.

We've all been busy with his affairs for so long, and here you are, dreaming about sunbathing with Lin Chi-ling?

What a heartless person!

Yu Mo quickly stopped Yi Fei: "Teacher Zeng finished her night shift last night and came over early this morning after getting her hair and makeup done."

"He probably didn't sleep much in the early hours of the morning, so it's normal for him to be a little more tired than us now. Just treat it as a nap."

"But he can't go to sleep now," Yifei sneered. "More than an hour has passed. Forget about posture and demeanor, he can't even relax."

"The more you try to relax him, the more nervous he becomes, and he becomes as stiff as a robot."

"We finally managed to get him to relax, but he ended up relaxing in his dream with Lin Chi-ling."

While suppressing a laugh, Yu Mo gently comforted Yi Fei.

Why does it feel like Yifei is more jealous than angry?

Does he get jealous of Lin Chi-ling too?

Zhang Wei, who had long since finished heating up the milk and returned to his seat, pointed sleepily at Zeng Xiaoxian's constantly opening and closing lips: "I think Teacher Zeng is muttering something. Is he talking in his sleep?"

Meijia's eyes lit up: "It seems so, but the sound is too soft to hear clearly."

"Move aside, I can read lips."

Ziqiao leaned close to Zeng Xiaoxian and stared intently, repeating Zeng Xiaoxian's murmured words: "Zhiling, Xiaolingling..."

"Ugh..." Everyone was disgusted by Ziqiao's deliberately drawn-out consonant.

"Hey!" Ziqiao protested, "I was just imitating Teacher Zeng's voice. Think about it, isn't that how he usually shouts?"

After imagining how Zeng Xiaoxian usually addressed them... everyone felt even more disgusted.

Ziqiao continued reading Zeng Xiaoxian's lips: "Dear Ling, you are so beautiful, and your skin is so fair."

"Xiaoling, let's compare the size of our hands."

"Your hands are so small and soft. Are all girls' hands as soft as yours?"

Zhang Wei asked suspiciously, "We're not going to hear anything inappropriate for children, are we?"

"Not suitable for children...that's great!" Mika rubbed her chin, then clapped her hands and cheered.

She quickly urged, "Anyway, we don't have curry sauce, so it's fine if it's not suitable for children. Ziqiao, keep going."

"Damn it." Yifei rubbed her forehead.

Ziqiao continued, "Oh, Xiaoling, your hands are so cold. Let Brother Xian warm them for you."

"Your hair is so smooth and smells so good, and your eyes are so beautiful. How can you be so cute?"

Yifei couldn't help but spit out: "Disgusting."

"Oh, I just want a hug..."

"Holy crap!"

"How come you have one too!"

Everyone: ? ? ?

Everyone: !!!

Zeng Xiaoxian was suddenly awakened by the nightmare. He opened his sleepy eyes and vaguely saw a man's face that was so close that it was almost touching him.

Before he could even see clearly, he instinctively threw a punch.

"Damn, you've even chased me out of my dream!"

"what!"

Caught off guard, Zi Qiao was knocked to the ground by Zeng Xiaoxian's punch.

"Damn it, how come you're so strong right now!"

Ziqiao covered his right cheek and cried out.

Including his left cheek, which was recently swollen from being beaten by Zhang Wei, his left and right sides are finally symmetrical now.

Xiao Xian then realized that the person in front of him was Zi Qiao. He quickly helped him up, saying, "I'm so sorry, Zi Qiao. It's all because I had a nightmare."

Zeng Xiaoxian paused for a moment, then decided not to tell anyone about the embarrassing thing in his dream: "I just dreamt that I was boxing with Mike Tyson, and I couldn't control myself."

Everyone looked at each other, then lowered their heads to suppress their laughter.

Yifei nodded and said, "Yes, that's true."

"I wonder if Tyson's hands are cold or soft. Should Brother Xian warm them for him?"

"Hahahaha..."

Everyone could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

Zeng Xiaoxian was completely petrified: "You...you all heard that?"

"Pretty much. Ziqiao can read lips, so we just listen to him repeat what he says," Zhang Wei said with a smile.

Thanks to Teacher Zeng's actions, his depressed mood today has finally been completely lifted.

Zeng Xiaoxian said angrily, "Lu Ziqiao, it's all your fault!"

"I was wondering why I could vaguely hear a man's voice in my dream. If you hadn't disturbed my subconscious, I would still be lying in the Maldives sunbathing right now."

"You're just incapable of seducing men, and you blame me for that?"

Ziqiao replied with a displeased look, "Why don't you ask Nanfeng to help you relax a bit more now? He might still be waiting for you on the beach in the Maldives to come back and have a showdown."

"Alright."

Nanfeng suppressed a laugh and said, "If you want to pursue this matter, you can ask Zhang Wei privately if there are any laws that can help you determine who is at fault."

He patted Zeng Xiaoxian's limp body: "How are you, Teacher Zeng? Are you feeling less tense now?"

"It's more than just not tense!" Meijia's big, cute eyes darted around. "I think Teacher Zeng is about to collapse from fright!"

"very good."

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could react, Nanfeng grabbed his shoulder and said, "I don't care if you relax or go weak from fear, just remember this feeling."

"Now that you've re-entered the hosting mode with this feeling, I will gradually correct your shortcomings."

Zeng Xiaoxian did as instructed, and this time it was indeed different from before.

Having been awakened by a nightmare, Zeng Xiaoxian is still shaken and feels completely drained.

Now he finally understood the sense of relaxation that Nanfeng had described.

"Very good. Now your straight back doesn't look so stiff and forced. It looks more relaxed and softer overall."

Nanfeng sized up Zeng Xiaoxian, then suddenly looked up at the group of girls and asked, "Do you have any mirrors in your bedrooms that you can move over here?"

"A full-length mirror is best, but a half-length mirror is also fine; the bigger the better."

"I have a full-length mirror in my bedroom, I'll go get it for you."

Meijia ran back to her bedroom and soon brought out a full-length mirror.

Nanfeng instructed, "Teacher Zeng, bring a chair and sit in front of the full-length mirror."

Zeng Xiaoxian obediently moved a chair and sat in front of the full-length mirror. He was originally quite relaxed, but when he saw himself sitting in front of the mirror, he started to tense up again, and his body, which had just relaxed, showed signs of becoming tense again.

"Remember how you felt just now... If you really can't remember, you can think about whether Xiaoling's hair really smells that good and is that smooth."

"Depend on!"

Zeng Xiaoxian felt uncomfortable all over just thinking about it.

"Relax and bring that feeling back to how you are when you're hosting your show."

Nanfeng pointed to the mirror and said, "Because the time is too short, we can't train you day after day to etch your temperament, speech, and demeanor into your instincts."

"So you have to watch, memorize, and understand how to best showcase your personal charm."

Nanfeng changed the subject and encouraged him, "But don't worry, you have a very good foundation."

"Moreover, for those of us who cram at the last minute, there's not much to learn. Just getting the overall picture and eye contact sorted out is enough for you."

"First, the overall picture..."

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)