Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 367 Goodnight

In the end, Nanfeng still didn't explain Zeng Xiaoxian's intention to confess his feelings to Yifei, since it was destined that Yifei wouldn't be able to keep it from him anyway.

The commotion they caused at the Sunny Day Bar and in the apartment was just too much. Yifei was quite famous in the apartment and had a wide circle of friends, so what happened tonight would more or less reach her ears.

Since that's the case, there's no need for me to be such a blabbermouth and leak the secret.

According to Nanfeng, this group of guys had just gotten carried away with drinking that night, which led to what happened next.

"That's weird."

Yifei clearly didn't quite believe Nanfeng's vague and succinct explanation, but she didn't have time to care about such things right now, because Nanfeng immediately told her something more worthy of attention.

"By the way, Zhanbo and Wanyu seem to have been knocked unconscious by Teacher Zeng. They're probably still lying on the sofa."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Yifei hurriedly headed towards 3601, and Nanfeng followed slowly. Yumo could only continue to look after Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei, who were like dead pigs.

On a sudden inspiration, she positioned the two of them in a rather ambiguous pose, then took out her phone and snapped a set of incredibly intimate photos of them.

"Done."

Yu Mo named the collection of photos on her phone "A Crazy Night: A Tribute to Love That Never Fades".

On April 1st this year, everyone organized an event called "The Ultimate April Fool's Day Prank," whose name you can tell who came up with just by looking at it, and they all decided to continue this battle of wits and courage.

Yu Mo, who was eliminated early due to lack of preparation, was very dissatisfied with her defeat.

When she decides to play a big prank on April Fool's Day next year, this compilation will be her big gift to Teacher Zeng and Zhang Wei.

……

On the other side, Nanfeng and Yifei helped the unconscious Zhanbo and Wanyu back to their own bedrooms.

Yifei then prepared two large plates of fried rice with eggs.

"Would you like to try my cooking?"

Yifei proudly raised her head and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you, I feel that my cooking skills have improved a lot recently."

"You have indeed made great progress."

Nanfeng casually picked up her chopsticks and, in less than half a minute, picked out three strands of hair, two pieces of wire, and five or six small pieces of eggshell.

"Not only have your cooking skills improved significantly, but you're also adding more and more ingredients to your fried rice."

He looked up with eyes full of disdain and asked, "Yifei, why do you lose hair every time you make fried rice... Are you really not losing your hair?"

"roll!"

Yifei snapped, "You're such an idiot, you don't know how to appreciate things."

Nanfeng shrugged dismissively.

I doubt anyone but Teacher Zeng would appreciate Yifei's fried rice.

When they returned to 3603 with the fried rice, Yu Mo was already asleep on the sofa.

Although she vowed to keep watch with Nanfeng all night, Yu Mo had already drunk quite a bit tonight, and the three-way battle just now had exhausted her physical strength and energy, so it was normal for her to fall asleep from exhaustion.

Nanfeng and Yifei exchanged a glance, and even slowed their footsteps considerably.

When the two of them arrived at the guest room, they saw Zhang Wei and Xiao Xian lying face to face, forming a heart shape, and both fell into deep thought.

"Nanfeng, do you think it's possible for a normal person to sleep like this?"

"A normal person couldn't sleep like that, but these two were definitely not normal to begin with."

Nanfeng succinctly revealed the truth: "However, the way they are now must have been orchestrated by Yu Mo."

"She seems to have a lot of free time."

Yifei placed the fried rice on the bedside table next to Zeng Xiaoxian, then clapped her hands, raised her chin, and said, "Done, I'm going back to sleep now."

"You're just going back like that?"

Nanfeng pointed at the plate of fried rice and asked, "So you went out to buy ingredients in the middle of the night and cooked a whole bunch of dishes, only to leave this fried rice here?"

"Otherwise what?"

Yifei raised her chin slightly, like a proud white swan stretching its neck: "It's already a great act of mercy that I can make him fried rice with eggs. You can't expect me to feed him bite by bite, can you?"

"That's not the case."

Nanfeng crossed her arms, vaguely sensing something was amiss: "I just think it's a bit too hasty for you to just leave the fried rice like that."

"According to the usual tropes of romance dramas, shouldn't Teacher Zeng be waking up right now, instinctively grabbing your hand, and gently calling out, 'Yifei, don't go.'"

He clapped his hands, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized it made sense: "That's how the story should have unfolded."

"You're right, my foot!"

Yifei glared at Nanfeng and said irritably, "Reality isn't a romantic drama; there aren't that many coincidences."

She turned and took a few steps toward the door. Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian still hadn't made a move, she smugly hummed, "See? I told you there weren't that many coincidences."

"Alright," Nanfeng sighed.

Teacher Zeng, it's not that your brother doesn't want to help, it's just that you're not up to the task.

However, just as Yifei was about to leave the guest room, she heard Nanfeng's ecstatic shouts behind her.

"It's reacting! It's reacting!"

Before Yifei could turn her head, Nanfeng's cheers abruptly stopped.

"Damn it! Don't throw up on my bed!"

She sighed and could only turn back to help.

After all, if I don't help, can I expect Nanfeng, that germaphobe, to do it himself?

Yifei strode forward and pulled the dazed Xiaoxian up. Nanfeng quickly handed over the trash can in the guest room so that Xiaoxian, who was vomiting uncontrollably, could hold the can and lean against the headboard to vomit.

Fortunately, Zeng Xiaoxian didn't vomit on the bed, but on Zhang Wei's clothes.

Although this would mean Zhang Wei would lose his favorite SpongeBob pajamas, at least Nanfeng and the other person wouldn't need to change their sheets and blankets right now.

Poor Zhang Wei, Teacher Zeng will probably make you a new set of pajamas after you wake up.

Yifei frowned as she took off the two men's vomit-stained shirts and threw them on the ground. Her gaze swept over Zhang Wei's back and then stopped in surprise.

"Nanfeng, look!"

Yifei, hunched over, laughed loudly, "There's an idiot behind Zhang Wei!"

Nanfeng pinched his nose and looked up, only to see Yifei standing behind Zhang Wei, laughing wildly.

Is there an idiot behind Zhang Wei?

He looked at Yifei's silly grin and commented meaningfully, "She does look pretty silly when she laughs like that."

"what?"

Yifei was baffled by what she heard. She smiled and beckoned Nanfeng over, saying, "I'm showing you the idiot behind Zhang Wei."

"I'm watching."

Nanfeng first pointed to Zhang Wei with a smile: "Behind Zhang Wei..."

Then his slender, long fingers moved to Yifei, who was still grinning foolishly: "...There's an idiot."

Yifei was still grinning wildly, "That's right, there's an idiot behind Zhang Wei..."

She couldn't laugh anymore.

However, as we all know, a smile doesn't appear out of thin air, nor does it disappear inexplicably; it simply transfers from one person's face to another's.

For example, Nanfeng is smiling very happily right now.

Yifei trembled slightly with anger. Then, she flicked her toe and threw Zhang Wei's vomit-stained clothes directly at Nanfeng's face, who was laughing loudly.

"Holy crap!"

Nanfeng, who was obsessed with cleanliness, saw the strange thing hurtling towards his face with lightning speed. His legs went weak and he fell on his butt. Zhang Wei's clothes narrowly missed him.

Nanfeng could no longer laugh. He was panting heavily, his face filled with panic.

Nanfeng said angrily, "Hu Yifei, how could you be so ruthless!"

"Hahahaha...Serves you right!"

Almost instantly, the smile returned to Yifei's face.

Nanfeng's face turned pale, and she glared at her fiercely.

Stop glaring there and come here.

Yifei waved to him again and said, "There really is a fool behind Zhang Wei."

Nanfeng, still shaken, stood up and cautiously approached, clutching her chest.

He only peeked out once, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey, there really is an idiot!"

Zhang Wei's back was now covered in lipstick marks, or rather, someone had written two big words on his back with lipstick: Idiot!

Yifei knew it was Yu Mo's work as soon as she saw the lipstick shade, and she curiously poked Nanfeng.

"So how did Zhang Wei offend Yu Mo?"

Nanfeng paused, her voice tinged with panic: "It's probably because Zhang Wei was sleepwalking at an inappropriate time."

"what?"

A series of question marks appeared above Yifei's head.

Nanfeng looked at Zhang Wei with gratitude in her eyes. If he hadn't been sleepwalking so conveniently, she might have already had lipstick applied to her lips by Yu Mo.

He actually thought that tasting the lipstick meant...

Never mind, I'm a gentleman after all.

After Xiaoxian had vomited most of it, Nanfeng and Yifei worked for a while longer and finally managed to clean up his vomit.

After vomiting uncontrollably, Xiao Xian, who had been unconscious, regained some of his senses.

Xiao Xian slightly opened his eyes, and the dim light of the night lamp faintly reflected that familiar figure in his eyes.

He gripped Yifei's wrist tightly, his muffled voice tinged with grievance.

"Yifei, I'm hungry."

"I want to eat fried rice with eggs."

Yifei covered her face helplessly: "Alright, alright, you called me so late at night just for this fried rice. I don't know what's wrong with you."

She pointed impatiently at the bedside table: "I've made the fried rice with egg. Get up and eat it yourself."

Xiao Xian struggled to get up and eat fried rice, but he had just endured Yi Fei's consecutive flicks of her fingers, one, two, ten, and even a hundred.

The phrase "utterly inhuman" is not an exaggeration to describe the brutal beating Xiaoxian suffered.

Even though Yifei had already shown mercy, Xiaoxian still couldn't get up.

He had used up all his strength just by grabbing Yifei.

Xiao Xian could only chuckle and say, "I can't get up."

Seemingly afraid that Yifei would blame herself, he actually comforted her instead: "Yifei, it's okay, I'm not in pain, not at all."

Yifei felt both guilty and angry: "How dare you say that? If you hadn't kept saying it didn't hurt when I used Flash, and even mockingly asked me if I hadn't eaten, how could you have been sent flying several meters by me?"

"Yifei".

Nanfeng helped explain: "Is it possible that Teacher Zeng, who was drunk, really didn't feel any pain?"

"When he asks if you've eaten, he's simply concerned about whether you've had a good meal on your date."

Yifei was taken aback upon hearing this.

After a while, she sighed, picked up the fried rice on the bedside table, and muttered softly.

"I don't know if I owed you something in my past life, or if you owed me something in your past life."

She picked up a spoonful of fried rice and brought it to Xiaoxian's mouth: "Open your mouth."

"ah."

Xiaoxian squinted his eyes and opened his mouth wide with a look of enjoyment.

Nanfeng couldn't resist teasing Yifei, but in the end, he said nothing.

He simply left the guest room quietly, and even helped to close the door discreetly behind him.

I'll leave this quiet and beautiful time for the two of them to enjoy alone, and I won't be that bright, shining third wheel.

Nanfeng was mainly worried that if he heard anything outrageous in front of Yifei, she would definitely kill him.

I'd better go outside and listen to it myself.

"Yifei".

"Um?"

"I love it... Waaaaah..."

Xiaoxian had only spoken halfway when Yifei shoved the spoon full of fried rice into his mouth again.

"What did you say?"

Yifei was a little distracted and didn't hear clearly.

Xiaoxian swallowed the mouthful of fried rice with difficulty and continued speaking.

"Yifei".

"Um."

"I... Waaaaah..."

Yifei lowered her head and mechanically and clumsily fed Zeng Xiaoxian: "Never mind, it's not important, you finish eating first."

"It's tiring for me to feed you like this. Can we finish quickly?"

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was drunk, had been inconsiderate all night, so of course he didn't want to wait until after he finished eating to talk about it.

"Yifei".

"what?"

"I... Waaaaah..."

……

"Yifei".

"What's wrong now?"

"I... Waaaaah..."

……

"Yifei, I..."

"Just eat, stop with the nonsense!"

Holding up her spoon, she threatened, "Eat your food properly, then get some sleep! We'll talk about it tomorrow after you've had your sleep, understand?!"

Xiao Xian, who was drunk, pouted, but he couldn't bear to make Yi Fei angry, so he could only swallow his fried rice while nodding helplessly.

"That's right, open your mouth!"

Nanfeng, standing outside the guest room, was so frustrated he almost vomited blood. He wished he could just push open the door and shout at Yifei, "Teacher Zeng is trying to say he likes you and is asking if you'd like to be his girlfriend."

"You don't think he wants your fried rice tonight because he's really hungry, do you?"

"Hu Yifei, you brainless idiot!!!"

Nanfeng originally thought that Teacher Zeng's repeated failed confessions tonight were because he himself was weak, but she didn't expect that when Teacher Zeng finally stood up for himself, Hu Yifei was also a brainless idiot.

Teacher Zeng, I really can't blame you for this failed confession; you've already done your best.

Nanfeng sighed, but in the end, he couldn't push open the door and help Teacher Zeng explain things clearly, just as he had thought.

There's no such thing as someone else helping you confess your feelings in this world.

Besides, given Yifei's personality, she would never accept a confession made on someone else's behalf. She would even pretend not to hear a confession made by Teacher Zeng while he was drunk.

Yifei likes a man who is either smarter or stronger than her.

Intelligence and strength may be negligible when true love arrives, but he at least has to be a man.

Can a man who only dares to confess his feelings when drunk really be considered a man in Yifei's eyes?

Nanfeng was not optimistic about this.

He went to the sofa, gently picked up the sleeping Yu Mo, and walked into the bedroom.

Nanfeng put Yumo on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

He had a strange intuition that this crazy night was almost over.

As for that tiny difference...

Nanfeng put two fingers together and kissed them silently on his lips. Then he extended two fingers and tapped Yu Mo's forehead.

Goodnight, Qin Xiaopang.

The "Crazy Night" episode has ended.

Today's update is just a quick overview to organize the remaining chapters.

Here it comes, this chapter should be considered a perfect ending. I felt pretty good about writing it, but I don't know what everyone else thinks.

As I said before, I will read all your comments, and I hope you will give me more suggestions.

A few days ago, I saw someone mentioning the male lead's screen time. Since there are twelve people in the apartment now, I can't possibly put all twelve of them together in every chapter and cook them in a hot pot. So, in some chapters, Nanfeng's presence will indeed be less noticeable.

Another issue is that there are relatively few chapters strongly connected to Nanfeng. To be honest, this is mainly because the first volume dealt a heavy blow to the author, and it has only now come to a head. Therefore, the author is also thinking about what kind of more fun and interesting chapters strongly connected to Nanfeng can be designed to balance things out.

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