Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 359 Xiaoxian's Second Confession

"Teacher Zeng, I've finally found you!"

When Zhanbo saw that Zeng Xiaoxian was safe and sound in room 3603, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I was afraid that you would freeze to death on the road after running out alone last night."

Zeng Xiaoxian was not surprised but delighted by Zhanbo's words. He looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

It's like someone just delivered a pillow when you're about to doze off; what a coincidence! And then the storyteller arrived.

Zeng Xiaoxian's unusual behavior frightened Zhanbo, who asked worriedly, "Teacher Zeng, what's wrong? Did you hurt your head last night?"

"Don't worry, my brilliant mind is still incredibly intelligent."

Xiao Xian simply beckoned: "Come, Zhanbo, please sit down."

Zhanbo and Wanyu exchanged a glance, and then sat down nervously.

Yu Mo stood up and said, "I'll go get you some lemonade and sandwiches."

Wanyu blinked and asked, "Do you have lemon tea? Nanfeng said he would try to make me some."

Strangely enough, Wanyu's favorite drink is lemon tea, but she has no interest in lemon water or lemon juice.

"I think I do. Let me look carefully."

Yu Mo opened the refrigerator and took out lemonade and a bottle of Master Kong iced tea: "I was wondering why there was a bottle of iced tea in Nan Feng's refrigerator. It turns out it was prepared for you."

"Lemonade mixed with iced black tea, Wanyu, have you ever tried this kind of lemon tea?"

"No, but I can try."

"it is good."

Yu Mo took out a cup and mixed the two things into it.

Zeng Xiaoxian then gracefully extended his hand to Zhanbo and said, "Zhanbo, please begin your speech."

"what?"

Zhanbo looked completely bewildered. He weakly advised, "Teacher Zeng, why don't you go to the hospital to get your brain checked first?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's face darkened: "What I mean is, I want you to tell me what happened after you took me home last night."

"oh oh……"

Zhanbo still stared at Zeng Xiaoxian's head with concern: "Teacher Zeng, but your head looks really swollen..."

"Don't blame me, just tell me!" Xiaoxian urged.

"All right."

Zhanbo began the next part of the story: "After I took you back to your bedroom last night, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, I ran into Wanyu who was coming back."

"So we sat down and discussed some profound geographical issues..."

Guan Gu frowned: "Why does that sound so familiar?"

……

Rewind to last night in room 3601, where Zhanbo and Wanyu sat upright, their expressions serious and focused.

Zhanbo asked earnestly, "Lin Wanyu, why are there floods in the Saudi Arabian desert?"

Wan Yu raised her hand and answered: "There are two main reasons for the desert floods in Saudi Arabia. The first is the weather: Saudi Arabia is located on the edge of the mid-latitude westerly wind belt. In winter and spring, it is locally controlled by the westerly wind belt. Warm and humid water vapor from the ocean meets the cold air brought by occasional low-pressure vortices over the land, resulting in heavy rainfall."

"The second reason is the soil: Saudi Arabia's perennial drought has created saline-alkali land, which cannot absorb water, and heavy rainfall accumulates on the surface to form floods."

……

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

Meijia was completely stunned: "Zhanbo, you mean you guys are sitting on the sofa discussing geography instead of sleeping at night?"

For the first time in her life, she felt her intelligence had been insulted: "This is utterly ridiculous!"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

Zhanbo persisted, "Can't we discuss some profound geographical issues?"

"But this geography question isn't that difficult; it's just a high school geography question at most."

Zeng Xiaoxian, a double master's degree holder, chuckled mischievously, "But it is indeed quite profound for Wanyu."

Wan Yu was drinking the lemon tea that Yu Mo had made for her when she heard Zeng Xiaoxian's mockery. She said indignantly, "Teacher Zeng, do you think I haven't studied geography?"

"What a coincidence, I really don't believe that an art student like you who went to study at the New York Conservatory of Music could be that good at geography."

Zeng Xiaoxian held up three fingers: "If you just repeat the answer to Zhanbo's question completely, I'll believe you two were talking about geography last night, and I'll even treat you to breakfast for three weeks."

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Can I participate in this activity?"

"Get out of here, you academic genius!"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow at Wan Yu: "How is it?"

Wan Yu stammered for a long time, and finally lowered her head and said, "Okay, I don't know how."

"See, see, I knew it."

Xiaoxian looked up curiously and asked, "So what exactly did you guys talk about last night?"

"We didn't talk about much, just about life, ideals and such."

Zhanbo and Wanyu clearly didn't want to tell anyone about their conversation. Wanyu said seriously, "In short, it was very boring, without a single exciting moment. You definitely wouldn't like to hear it."

Youyou and Meijia, those two busybodies, exchanged a knowing smile: "Very boring?"

"No exciting moments?"

"Don't be ridiculous, we don't believe you."

Zhanbo coughed and said to himself, "Anyway, after we had talked for a while, Teacher Zeng suddenly ran out of the bedroom..."

Time began to rewind, and one could faintly hear the discontented voices of Mika and Youyou.

"No, at least try to recall what you talked about before!"

"You two can't cheat like this!"

……

In his inner world, Zhanbo made an X with his hands.

Regarding what Wanyu and I talked about last night, actually...

[Actually, this content is all paid content, and free users do not have access to it!]

What?

Zhanbo tilted his head, listening intently to a series of unintelligible pigeon coos: "You mean everyone reading this is a paying user?"

Okay then, I'll just reveal a little bit, just a tiny bit...

……

3601, Zhanbo was looking down, clutching the hem of his clothes, not daring to look at Wanyu, while Wanyu was also looking around in a panic.

"Wanyu..."

Zhanbo mustered his courage and said, "What happened tonight, Teacher Zeng, gave me some inspiration. I think Ziqiao is right, life is short, so we should enjoy it while we can..."

"what?"

Wanyu nervously moved back: "Zhanbo, what are you trying to do? You mustn't learn bad habits from Ziqiao."

"no."

Zhanbo hurriedly explained, "What I mean is, you have to be brave in some things."

He took a deep breath and, mustering all his courage, said, "Wanyu, if..."

At this moment, Wanyu's heart was also stirred by Zhanbo's words.

She wasn't quite ready to hear what Zhanbo had to say next, but she was also secretly looking forward to it.

"If you were a firebird, I would be the flame."

"Burn you, burn you!"

A drunken Zeng Xiaoxian burst out of the bedroom with a flamboyant dance move: "Zhanbo, Wanyu, what are you two doing here so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Before the two could reply, he raised his finger and shushed them.

"Shh... I think I hear the sound of air leaking from a balloon."

Zhanbo gave a helpless and angry bitter smile.

[This is the sound of you shattering all the courage I'd painstakingly built up!]

He exclaimed in disbelief, "Teacher Zeng, weren't you lying obediently in bed getting ready to sleep? Why did you suddenly jump out again?"

Wan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little regretful.

"Hehehe, I haven't finished my tasks for tonight, so I'm not going to sleep."

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Zeng Xiaoxian's dazed eyes: "I was just lying to that big idiot Nanfeng."

"If I don't listen to him, that petty guy will definitely hold a grudge."

"He's probably asleep now, so I can get back into action."

Zhanbo was speechless: "It's not even ten o'clock yet, how could Nanfeng be asleep? He must have heard everything you just said."

"Yeah?"

Xiao Xian first instinctively bit his nails in fear, then waved his hand and said, "Never mind, let's finish my task for tonight first."

He reached out to Zhanbo and Wanyu, demanding, "Who can give me my phone? I need to call and confess my feelings to Yifei!"

Zhanbo disagreed with Zeng Xiaoxian's idea of ​​confessing his feelings over the phone. He helped Teacher Zeng up and advised, "Confessing your feelings over the phone is too hasty."

"Anyway, my sister should be back soon. Teacher Zeng, why don't you wait until she gets back before confessing your feelings?"

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head back and forth: "No, no way, what if your sister doesn't come back tonight?"

"Forehead……"

Zhanbo was at a loss for words.

"I know."

Wan Yu, however, happily raised her hand and said, "If Fei Fei doesn't come back tonight, then Teacher Zeng, there's no need for you to confess your feelings."

"So, hurry up and give me your phone, I want to confess my feelings to Yifei!"

Wanyu asked curiously, "Teacher Zeng, why don't you use your own phone to make calls?"

"I don't have a cell phone on me..."

Zeng Xiaoxian rummaged through his body and actually found a cell phone in his coat.

"Huh, this isn't my phone."

Zhanbo knew at a glance that this was a knock-off of Ziqiao's Phelps phone.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter whose it is, as long as I can make a call."

Xiaoxian tried to unlock Ziqiao's phone, but couldn't get it to open no matter what he tried.

Although Zhanbo was very unhappy that Teacher Zeng had interrupted him, he still kindly reminded him, "Ziqiao's password is 0212."

"Oh." Zeng Xiaoxian unlocked Ziqiao's phone.

With his head spinning, he couldn't remember Yifei's phone number, so he started searching through his contacts.

"Yifei...no."

"Hu Yifei... also not."

"The deadly female demon... still not there."

Zeng Xiaoxian shouted in dissatisfaction, "What kind of ridiculous nickname did Lu Ziqiao come up with for Yifei again?!"

"oops."

Zhanbo casually pressed the redial button: "Didn't Ziqiao just call my sister? Why don't you just call her back?"

"Yeah, that's right," Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile. "Zhanbo, you're so smart."

"hehe……"

Zhanbo gave a helpless wry smile; he didn't want to be praised for being smart because of something like this.

At that moment, the call was finally connected.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)