Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 319 Travel Gifts

When everyone returned from dinner, Zeng Xiaoxian's phone was still switched off.

After what happened in the afternoon, Nanfeng finally remembered that he hadn't given everyone his travel gifts yet, so he gathered everyone together in room 3603.

"Yifei, this is yours."

Nanfeng carried out a super realistic human-shaped punching bag and handed it to Yifei: "If you ever get angry, just punch this punching bag a few times to vent your anger."

"Is this your travel gift?"

Yifei looked at the sandbag curiously and asked, "Besides looking more like a person than a regular sandbag, what's so special about this thing?"

"What's special about it is that it can wear clothes, and you can even fit a photo inside its face."

"what?"

Yifei didn't understand what Nanfeng meant at first.

"Wait."

As Nanfeng spoke, he carried the sandbag into the bedroom again. When he carried the sandbag out again, the super realistic human-shaped sandbag was now wearing a suit and had Zeng Xiaoxian's round face on its face.

Yifei's eyes lit up immediately: "Good stuff!"

"Right?"

Nanfeng pulled out a stack of specially made headshots: "All of our faces are here. Now that you've dealt with the punching bag, you can't deal with us anymore, okay?"

Yifei snorted: "That depends on your performance, otherwise this sandbag won't be enough for me to hit with one hand."

"Oh, by the way, I'll leave Teacher Zeng's gift with you for now, in case I forget it tomorrow."

Nanfeng handed a gift box to Yifei as he spoke.

"This is the intuition die. If he hesitates again in the future, let him roll the die."

Yifei snorted: "With Zeng Xiaoxian's indecisive personality, he would be endlessly conflicted even if the dice were rolled."

Nanfeng laughed and said, "But the moment Teacher Zeng throws it out, he will understand what he really wants."

She proudly accepted Xiaoxian's gift: "I hope so."

Next, Nanfeng gave Zhanbo an alien costume and Wanyu an old photo album with pictures of all sorts of strange and unusual folk customs.

Guan Gu's gift was a complete set of Lego Super Mario, while Mei Jia's gift was all the classic shoujo manga available on the market.

Curry Sauce's gift was a complete set of adorable pig-shaped tableware; Zhang Wei's gift was a Pixiu figurine symbolizing wealth; and Zi Qiao's gift was a copy of "The National Directory of Rich Women."

"Hello!"

Ziqiao took the book from Nanfeng with a disgruntled expression: "Why is my gift so useless? And you know I hate books the most."

Just kidding. He's Lu Xiaobu, a notorious womanizer and the uncrowned king of love. If he really wanted to make a living off women, would he need this book?

Nanfeng suppressed a laugh and said, "Ziqiao, you can't judge things by appearances."

"As the saying goes, 'There are beauties like jade and houses of gold in books.' You can't go wrong by flipping through them more often."

"Tch, what good stuff could be in a book?"

As Ziqiao spoke, he casually flipped open the "National Rich Women's Directory" in his hand, and then a burst of golden light seemed to appear in the book.

"Wow..."

Ziqiao's eyes widened instantly. He slammed the book shut, gave Nanfeng a thumbs-up, and said, "Godfather, please accept my bow!"

Nanfeng laughed heartily: "You really do call on your godfather when you need something, and call on Nanfeng when you don't."

The women exchanged glances and nodded in unison, saying, "Something's strange."

Meijia reached out to snatch the book from Ziqiao's hand: "Let me see what kind of disgusting things are in here."

"No, this is my book!"

Ziqiao clutched the book to his chest and made a quick getaway.

"Lu Ziqiao!"

Seeing Ziqiao slip away, Meijia stomped her feet in anger: "At least he got there fast."

Wanyu asked Nanfeng curiously, "What exactly is in that book?"

Nanfeng shrugged and said, "It's just an ordinary 'National Rich Women's Directory'."

"I don't believe you for a second!"

Yu Mo didn't believe Nan Feng's nonsense: "If it were just an ordinary book, would Lü Ziqiao be so happy?"

Nanfeng grinned mischievously and said, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

"If you're so capable, then you should open that book and take a look for yourselves."

She said with dissatisfaction, "Hmph, you two are in cahoots!"

"it is good."

Nanfeng handed Youyou's gift to Guangu: "Since Ziqiao has slipped away, Guangu, you can keep Youyou's gift for her for now, and give it to her when she comes back from filming."

Guan Gu pointed to himself in surprise: "Me?"

Nanfeng winked at him: "That's right, it's you."

"All right."

Guan Gu accepted Youyou's gift, and the innocent young man revealed a shy smile.

"Alright, we've given out almost all the gifts."

Nanfeng picked up the last bag and handed it to Yumo: "This is yours."

"what?"

Yu Mo, who had only come to observe, blinked upon hearing this: "A gift for me?"

I already gave him my gift, so why is there another one?

"What's wrong? Don't you like bags, diamonds, and jewelry? Are you not satisfied with the styles?"

Nanfeng looked at the bag in her hand with a puzzled expression: "My taste shouldn't be that bad, right?"

He looked up at Yifei, Wanyu, Meijia, and the others: "What do you guys think of the style of this bag?"

"The style is quite nice."

Yifei nudged Yumo and teased, "This bag doesn't look cheap at all. Are you embarrassed to take it?"

"If you're too embarrassed to take it, I'll just take it; I'm perfectly comfortable with it anyway."

"Yes, why shouldn't I?"

Yu Mo happily took the bag from Nan Feng's hand, her eyes almost overflowing with tenderness.

She loves handbags, diamonds, and everything luxurious, glamorous, and sparkly.

And nothing in this world is more luxurious, magnificent, and dazzling than a sincere heart.

One of the gifts was one that Nanfeng thought he would like, and the other was something he wanted to give to himself.

A single gift may not mean much. Just like no one would question why he would give them an expensive bag, because Nanfeng never considered the price of the gifts he gave to anyone; it was simply out of thoughtfulness.

The extra gift he gave was a sign of his unspoken favoritism.

You can be very, very kind to everyone, but there will always be moments when I realize that your kindness towards me is different.

It's like a gentle spring breeze that caresses all things, only swirling softly in my palm.

"Cough cough..."

Yifei coughed softly and nudged her good friend who was so unhelpful.

It was just a bag, why did you have to make such a flirtatious face?

It's not just the three of us here now; everyone's watching!

"Yu Mo, you should say thank you when you receive the gift," Yi Fei reminded her.

"Oh……"

Yu Mo's eyes sparkled like autumn water, and she smiled charmingly, saying, "Thank you."

"Um."

Apart from Yifei and Zhanbo, everyone else had gossipy looks on their faces.

[Nanfeng, Yumo, you two still dare to say there's nothing fishy going on between you!]

Actually, everyone had this feeling before the Lunar New Year, but the two of them kept their mouths shut, and with one big news after another coming from the apartment, they really couldn't pay attention to what was going on with Nanfeng and Yumo.

Even now, the matter of Teacher Zeng and Laura is still more important.

"alright."

Nanfeng could tell from the way the group was exchanging glances that they were gossiping again. He said casually, "The gifts have all been distributed. Everyone is quite tired today, so go home and rest early."

Zhanbo, who knew nothing of Nanfeng and Yumo's shady dealings, stretched and said, "Yeah, taking care of the baby this afternoon was exhausting."

The others actually wanted to gossip a bit more, but Nanfeng said she was already tired and absolutely refused to let them stay in 3603 any longer.

So everyone had no choice but to go to 3604 together to see if they could get some shocking information out of Yu Mo.

……

The next morning, the aroma of Italian bacon and snow pea stew with fries wafted from the kitchen of 3601.

Sleepy-eyed Zhanbo yawned as he walked out of his room and immediately saw Zeng Xiaoxian busy in the kitchen.

"Zhanbo, good morning." Zeng Xiaoxian greeted Zhanbo with a smile.

Zhanbo yawned and said, "Teacher Zeng, you're finally back! We waited for you for more than two hours yesterday, and we were all starving."

"Wait a minute... are you making breakfast?"

Zhanbo, who was still half asleep, was suddenly terrified by Zeng Xiaoxian's actions. He lowered his voice and asked nervously, "Did you get my sister's permission to make breakfast in the kitchen?"

It's no wonder Zhanbo was so nervous. You see, the kitchen has always been Hu Yifei's territory. As long as she doesn't give the order, no one dares to touch the kitchen utensils.

According to Yifei, kitchen utensils also have souls and feelings. She had finally developed a bond with them, and if others touched them without her permission, it would affect the harmony between her and the utensils.

Yifei strongly suspects that the reason her cooking skills are improving so slowly is because she doesn't have a good enough connection with the soul of her cooking utensils.

The culprit was Zeng Xiaoxian, who would often make midnight snacks after coming home from his night shift!

Anyone with eyes can see that this so-called "soul compatibility theory" is just Yifei making up an excuse because she can't stand losing, blaming the kitchen utensils and Zeng Xiaoxian for her failure.

But as this theory was being explained, even Yifei, who was known for her deception, began to believe it wholeheartedly.

Perhaps this is what is called self-hypnosis.

The three people in 3601 definitely don't believe in this so-called "soul compatibility theory".

But when Yifei pulled a kitchen knife out of her bag, pointed it at them, and confidently declared that she was about to achieve a sense of oneness with the knife, the three of them instantly became convinced of the "soul connection theory."

There was no other way; if she didn't believe them, Yifei would have to use them as test subjects!

"It's okay, I'm sick now, she won't hold it against me."

Perhaps because of the medication, Zeng Xiaoxian seemed to straighten his back and speak with much more confidence.

Zhanbo couldn't help but rub his eyes, beginning to doubt whether the person in front of him was really Zeng Xiaoxian, whom he knew.

Then he saw Zeng Xiaoxian bend down and whisper to him, "If all else fails, you can help me fend off her anger. You're Yifei's brother, she won't really do anything to you."

"Zhanbo, my good brother, please!"

Zhanbo breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Although it's really inhumane of Teacher Zeng to use him as a shield, that kind of shameless and cowardly style is just like Teacher Zeng.

Zhanbo wanted to ask Teacher Zeng about the details of last night, but Wanyu came running out with a sneer.

She asked excitedly, "I smell Italian bacon and snow pea stew with fries! McDonald's has a new breakfast item?"

Zeng Xiaoxian gestured for the two to sit down: "Come and have breakfast, I made it all."

At this moment, Yifei also came out of the room.

She saw the breakfast that had already been prepared and Zeng Xiaoxian busy at work. After thinking for a while about what had happened, she roared with murderous intent in her eyes.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, who gave you permission to touch my kitchen utensils?!"

Yifei, hands on her hips, pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian and scolded, "Do you know this will affect me and the kitchen utensils...?"

"Soul compatibility, you know."

Zeng Xiaoxian chuckled and said, "Have you ever thought that if every time someone uses your tableware, the connection between you and the cookware decreases, doesn't that mean your cooking skills are really terrible?"

Yifei remained silent, only her eyebrows slowly rose.

Upon seeing this, Zhanbo and Wanyu lowered their heads, desperately trying to minimize their presence.

Xiao Xian, still smugly standing to the side, said, "If you were the only one using the kitchen utensils, I could tolerate them, but they just happened to run into a culinary god like me."

"Now that they have seen the light, they certainly don't want to be manipulated by you, Hu Yifei, to make those disgusting and awful dishes."

Yifei rubbed her hands together, her eyes flashing with a cold light that was even sharper than the kitchen knife in Zeng Xiaoxian's hand.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, you didn't take your medicine today, did you!"

"What a coincidence, I just ate it."

Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hand, signaling her not to be so impatient: "Yifei, it's okay."

"At worst, I'll chat with your kitchenwares later and tell them that I'm just playing around with them, while you're the one who's truly interested in them."

"I will make them give up their pointless fantasies and live a quiet life with you."

Wanyu nudged Zhanbo and whispered in his ear, "Why do I get a sense of 'scumbag' about what Teacher Zeng said?"

"Um."

Zhanbo nodded in deep agreement.

I'm coming

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