Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 397 You Seem Like the Heroine of My Novel

At that moment, Youyou and Meijia on the other end of the phone were slapping the table and laughing heartily.

[Tang's Acting Rules]: Meijia, your angle is good, quickly take a few pictures of Ziqiao's frustrated expression, I want to post them in the family group.

[Tang's Acting Rule]: Remember, get close-ups!

【Peerless Little Diaochan】: No problem.

【Peerless Little Diaochan】: Image.jpg

[Tang's Performance Rules]: Mua!

At that moment, Nanfeng suddenly sent Meijia a private text message.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: Meijia, I want to ask you a question. In your world, are there any particularly exciting, thrilling, and addictive bets?

【Peerless Little Diaochan】: ?

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: You're not talking about Jiangling, are you...?

【South Wind Knows My Heart】：(ˉ▽ˉ；)…

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: Please stop with your adult thoughts that are about to hit my face. What I mean is, is there a kind of bet that would make every martial arts master absolutely unwilling to admit defeat once they agree to the wager?

Meijia was puzzled by Nanfeng's question.

【Peerless Little Diaochan】: Yes, but Nanfeng, why are you suddenly asking this?

Nanfeng certainly wouldn't reveal his true purpose, he thought for a moment and replied.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: It's nothing. I was just curious and asked Ziqiao about it, but he kept me in suspense and wouldn't tell me.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: After thinking about it carefully, I feel there's no need to ask him for help. After all, Meijia, you're a seasoned veteran, and you're much more enthusiastic and kind than Ziqiao.

【Peerless Little Diao Chan】: That's o(*￣▽￣*)ブ.

Meijia was completely swayed by Nanfeng's praise and replied without thinking.

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: If we're talking about the ultimate stakes in the martial arts world, then it has to be my Tathagata Palm.

Nanfeng asked curiously.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: What is the Tathagata Palm?

Meijia sent a mischievous smiley face to Nanfeng.

【Peerless Little Diao Chan】: The Tathagata Palm means that whoever wins gets to slap the other ten times with crisp and loud slaps!

"hiss……"

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng gasped and sent a text message with a look of reluctance.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: Is there a rule that the slap cannot be too hard?

【Peerless Little Diao Chan】: No, the Tathagata Palm is as heavy as it can be! The winner is not allowed to wear a ring, but the loser is absolutely not allowed to resist!

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: This sounds a bit too violent. Is there a gentler way?

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: There are gentler methods too, such as simple bets like three cuts and six holes, broken legs, or cut fingers. Although these bets are outdated, they would probably still be agreed to if the other party is a seasoned veteran.

South wind: (⊙﹏⊙)

He always felt that Mika might have some misunderstanding about the phrase "a gentler approach".

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: I understand, then let's go with the Tathagata Palm.

【Peerless Little Diaochan】：(⊙⊙)？

Realizing something was amiss, Meijia continued to text Nanfeng, pressing him for answers, but Nanfeng simply put his phone away and gave a sinister smile.

Guan Gu shuddered: "Nanfeng, who were you chatting with just now? Why were you laughing so evilly?"

Nanfeng thought for a moment, then revealed a pure and innocent smile.

"Is there?"

Seeing this, Guan Gu quickly pulled his senior brother a few steps away from Nan Feng.

Nanfeng's current state clearly indicates he's up to no good. It's best for me and my senior brother to stay away from each other to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

……

At this critical moment, with such a disastrous start, Zi Qiao used his silver tongue to almost wear his lips out before he managed to salvage Zeng Xiaoxian's image in Wan Ting's eyes.

He continued to say to Wanting, "Actually, the reason we came to see you is because Chen He is currently writing a novel. The protagonist of this novel is a very gentle, intellectual, beautiful, and kind girl."

"She was almost perfectly untouched by the filth of the world; she was more like an angel that God had accidentally lost on earth."

Ziqiao exclaimed, "I originally thought that a girl like that was just a beautiful fantasy of his as a bachelor... It wasn't until we saw you just now that I changed my stubborn and conservative idea."

As he spoke, he subtly nudged Zeng Xiaoxian.

Reminded, Xiaoxian quickly nodded and said, "Xiaobu is right. I also thought that I was just projecting all my beautiful fantasies about women onto my heroine. After all, how could there be such a perfect girl in this world?"

"It wasn't until I saw you for the first time that I was pleasantly surprised to find that my heroine had begun to have a soul and showed signs of coming to life."

Wan Ting blushed and smiled shyly, her face flushed, like a peach or plum bud about to bloom.

"I'm not as good as you all say..."

Xiaoxian looked at Wanting with deep affection: "No, you are even better than I described."

When Ziqiao saw that Xiaoxian had finally figured it out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Wan Ting suddenly asked, "Would you mind telling me what you've written before?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was struck dumb.

Ziqiao blinked frantically, reminding Xiaoxian to just make up a novel title she'd never heard of before. As long as he was around, he would never give Wanting the chance to search for it online in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Xiaoxian hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter a few words in a low voice.

"Was Ah-Bin's high school life not ideal?"

Wan Ting's face darkened, and she slammed the "Reader" magazine in her hand hard against Xiao Xian and Zi Qiao's faces.

"Perverted scumbag!"

"Shameless scoundrel!"

"Nausea!"

After hitting and scolding her, Wan Ting turned and ran away, afraid that the two perverts would catch up with her.

Ziqiao was inexplicably hit in the face, and he was furious: "What's wrong with the title of the book, 'Abin's High School Life Is Not Ideal'?"

"To just randomly start a fight, isn't that insane?"

Zeng Xiaoxian: "...Ziqiao, do you never read novels?"

"I can't appreciate novels, which are just lots of words."

He covered his nose, which was bright red from being hit by Wan Ting's fist, and said with great displeasure, "The chances of someone like me reading novels are smaller than the chances of me becoming a father... By the way, what's up with this Wan Ting?"

Ziqiao couldn't understand: "This doesn't make sense."

It wasn't until he turned to look at Xiaoxian, who looked embarrassed, that he realized what was going on. "So, it was the book title you were talking about that was the problem?"

"There's more than just a problem; the problem is huge!"

Nanfeng and his senior brother had lost count of how many times they had laughed at this bar today, but this was definitely the funniest one yet.

Teacher Zeng, you're amazing! I'm truly impressed!

As for Guan Gu, he looked just as bewildered as Zi Qiao.

The two of them had no idea what was wrong with what Zeng Xiaoxian had just said, and they couldn't understand what Nanfeng and their senior brother were laughing about.

In the end, Nanfeng leaned on the table and laughed weakly, "Teacher Zeng, you're something else, actually using the beginning of a classic erotic novel as the title of your book."

"Even if Wan Ting hasn't read this famous Liu Bei (pornographic book), she should at least have heard of it."

"Oh……"

Ziqiao suddenly understood, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out an "oh".

Then Ziqiao glared fiercely at Xiaoxian, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

You, a writer of erotic fiction, told Wan Ting that she resembled your female lead. This is no longer just lewd flirting; it's sexual harassment by a pervert!

No wonder Wan Ting suddenly started hitting someone.

If it were the girls in the apartment, they would have given those two perverts at least a leg kick that would break their manhood.

But more than anger, Ziqiao was puzzled and confused.

"No, Teacher Zeng, why are you saying that?!"

Zi Qiao expressed his inability to understand Zeng Xiaoxian's provocative behavior.

Xiao Xian shrank his neck and explained with an embarrassed laugh.

"If I were to say... I was so nervous at the time, a ton of novel titles flashed through my head, and somehow I just blurted this out, Ziqiao, would you forgive me?"

What do you think?

Ziqiao cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"

I'm coming

The chapters have been a bit short these past two days. I'll adjust them tomorrow to restore the normal word count.

Waaaaah, my hard drive!!!

(End of this chapter)