Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 752 South Wind's Panic

In response to Zhang Wei's question, Zi Qiao hesitated for a moment before tentatively replying, "Perhaps it's because... your head is bigger than mine?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei let out a mournful cry.

"Alright, Zhang Wei."

Ziqiao mischievously poked Zhang Wei's cheek, which had been slapped red by Meng Nana. Seeing that Zhang Wei was about to lose his temper, he quickly covered his head with his hands, slid down, and apologized.

"Tomorrow, I'll cover your lunch. That should be enough to watch, right?"

Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow: "A big meal?"

"certainly."

Ziqiao straightened up and said confidently, "Lanzhou ramen, Shaxian snacks, braised chicken rice, Chongqing chicken pot."

"Choose any of the four famous dishes of Jianghu."

"How about that? Wasn't that good enough?"

Zhang Wei nodded. He didn't really expect Zi Qiao to invite him to Xiao Nan Guo or Xing Gong Guan for a big meal.

As everyone knows, it's already quite an achievement to manage to swindle a meal from Ziqiao.

"That works, I'm going back to drink my milk then."

After being slapped, Zhang Wei started thinking about the half-full refrigerator of milk that was about to expire. If he didn't finish it soon, it would really go bad.

"Don't go!"

Ziqiao quickly pulled Zhang Wei back, advising, "We haven't finished our important business yet."

"No thanks, I don't want to get slapped again."

Zhang Wei covered his swollen cheek, still shaken.

He wasn't as indestructible as Ziqiao, nor as resilient as Teacher Zeng. He didn't know if he'd be fully recovered by tomorrow morning after that slap.

[Waaaaah, my handsome face, like Er Kang's!!!]

"Another slap? No way!"

Ziqiao solemnly promised, "Zhang Wei, trust me one more time."

"Think about it, the Sunny Day Bar is so small, how could I possibly run into your ex-girlfriend twice in a row while trying to pick you up with potential partners?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Wei thought about it for a while and also felt that Zi Qiao's words made some sense.

Should I... trust him one more time?

……

Five minutes later.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Two crisp slaps rang out in the bar, and a cool, aloof woman adjusted her glasses.

She snorted coldly, glanced at Ziqiao and Zhang Wei as if they were trash, and then left.

Having been slapped again, Zhang Wei covered both cheeks and glared angrily at Zi Qiao: "What happened to 'absolutely impossible'?"

"It was an accident, it was purely an accident."

Ziqiao also covered one cheek, but his expression was much more relaxed than Zhang Wei's.

Compared to Meijia's Buddha's Palm, these slaps are nothing.

He chuckled and said, "At least this time, we two brothers have advanced and retreated together."

Zhang Wei said, feeling wronged, "But I didn't do anything wrong, why should I stick with you through thick and thin?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Forget it, I'd better leave."

"Hey, let's not hold grudges against each other, we're good brothers."

Ziqiao gripped Zhang Wei's hands, his eyes filled with stubborn defiance: "Third time's the charm. Zhang Wei, trust me one more time, the last time."

As things have progressed to this point, Ziqiao's goal is no longer just to help Zhang Wei find a long-term roommate and a bed warmer.

He simply refused to believe that he could fall into the same trap three times!

Zhang Wei rolled his eyes at him and turned to leave countless times.

I was wrong, I was really wrong.

I should have heeded Nanfeng's advice from the very beginning and turned around and left immediately.

That way, I wouldn't have been slapped twice for no reason!

No matter what Ziqiao says this time, I will absolutely not believe his nonsense again!

【no way!】

"I'll cover your dinner tomorrow too!"

Zhang Wei remained unmoved and continued walking towards the bar entrance.

"The day after tomorrow! I'll cover all the meals for you too!"

……

Five minutes later, Ziqiao and Zhang Wei sighed, and as if they had expected it, they grabbed the wrist of Ziqiao's third ex-girlfriend, who was holding it up.

"A piece of cake..."

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!!!!"

Two sounds of chickens and eggs being smashed came from the bar, followed by Ziqiao and Zhang Wei's miserable screams.

The third ex-girlfriend tilted her head back, spat at the two of them disdainfully, and then swayed away with her slender waist.

Half a minute later, the two of them, hunched over, with their legs tightly pressed together and their groins covered, slowly made their way to the bar and sat down.

"Lu! Zi! Qiao!"

Zhang Wei's voice, filled with rage and tinged with a sharp edge, cried out: "I will never believe you again!!!"

"This is an accident! This is truly an accident! It's like the god of probability is playing a trick on me!"

Ziqiao's lips moved slightly. He wanted to explain, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out what he could explain.

One night, he encountered three ex-girlfriends whose memories he had erased. He even brought Zhang Wei to their house and they beat him up.

If he doesn't turn the tables spectacularly, he'll be nailed to the pillar of shame in the apartment!

"Well, you have to let me try one more time."

Before Zhang Wei could reply, Zi Qiao looked around and finally, as if in a fit of pique, found a juicy mature woman nearing forty.

He simply couldn't believe that a beautiful woman of that age could be his ex-girlfriend!

"That's her, Zhang Wei, go! Talk to her!"

Ziqiao gritted his teeth and said, "I promise I will definitely not run into my ex-girlfriend this time."

Zhang Wei's gaze followed the direction Zi Qiao was pointing, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.

He squeezed his legs together and pulled Ziqiao frantically toward the bar's entrance.

"No, Zhang Wei, why are you running away?"

Ziqiao repeatedly assured him, "I swear on my life that she is definitely not my ex-girlfriend."

"I know!"

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Because she's my ex-girlfriend!"

"What?!?!"

Zi Qiao stared in astonishment at the middle-aged woman in the distance, a woman full of affection.

"Oh……"

He suddenly realized, "She's the 35-year-old girlfriend you were talking about, the one who's like a wolf, insatiable and hungry?"

"Wow, Zhang Wei, you were at least ten years younger than him back then, weren't you?"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Wei said angrily.

Ziqiao was pulled by Zhang Wei towards the entrance of the bar, and he sized up Zhang Wei's ex-girlfriend.

To be fair, she's not only beautiful, but she also takes good care of herself; she looks like she's only in her early thirties.

Most importantly, this is a big sister of this age... no, I should call her a little auntie.

These young women at this age are just as Zhang Wei described—fierce and insatiable.

Ziqiao clicked his tongue and said, "Zhang Wei, wouldn't you say that you met the most capable woman at the most capable age between you two?"

"Shut up!!!"

……

Early the next morning.

Yifei and Xiaoxian unusually stopped the interview process. It wasn't that they had finally been shocked by those bizarre couples, but because today was the day they, Zhanbo, and Wanyu moved back into 3601.

Apart from Ziqiao and Zhang Wei, who had been lured away by Ziqiao early in the morning, everyone was busy until the afternoon, finally managing to move Yifei and the other three people's belongings back to room 3601, and then move Yumo's belongings all to guest room 3603.

From then on, 3603 was filled with tenants.

The exhausted group leaned back on the luxurious sofa in room 3601, too lazy to move. Only Nanfeng quietly pulled Guan Gu to room 3603.

Nanfeng locked the suite door from the inside and took out two bottles of lemonade from the refrigerator.

He handed the lemonade to Guan Gu and said very politely, "Guan Gu, please sit down."

Guan Gu took the drink and plopped down on the sofa. "Nanfeng, why are you acting so strange today? What are you planning to do by secretly dragging me here?"

"Don't be nervous, I just have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

Guan Gu twitched the corner of his mouth, his gaze toward Nan Feng filled with a strange look: "I'm not nervous, but you seem to be very nervous."

Nanfeng's eyes widened, and she asked, completely unaware of her surroundings, "Do I look nervous?"

Guan Gu did not answer, but simply pointed silently.

Nanfeng looked down in the direction Guan Gu was pointing and realized that his legs were trembling slightly involuntarily, and his hands were on his thighs, tightly gripping his pants.

"Hehe, I do seem a little nervous."

Nanfeng took a deep breath and rubbed his face vigorously.

Guan Gu was sitting on the sofa in a slightly lazy manner, but when he saw Nan Feng's uneasy look, he sat up straight, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

I've been living in this apartment for almost two years, and this is the first time I've seen Nanfeng so nervous and flustered that she's at a loss for what to do, just like Teacher Zeng.

Given Nanfeng's personality, Guan Gu really hadn't expected anything that could make him panic like this.

Does this mean the world is going to be a mess... going to be destroyed?

Guan Gu, who wasn't good at Chinese, thought to himself.

"Guan Gu, listen to me."

Nanfeng swallowed nervously, and solemnly said, "Our following conversation is between heaven, earth, you, and me, and absolutely no third person can know!"

For some reason, Guan Gu could sense a solemn, epic quality in Nan Feng's words.

This feeling is like...

The next moment, a door to a new world will open for him, and a unique fantasy story about a boy and a dragon will begin.

After experiencing countless trials of life and death and the test of humanity, he will sit on the throne, looking down at the dazzling golden eyes below.

Thinking about this, Guan Gu, whose chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) was overflowing and whose imagination was full of energy, felt his whole body burning.

What ignited in him wasn't his rising body temperature, but rather the heat and passion in his blood!

Guan Gu inexplicably ignited a fire within him: "Nan Feng, just say it! I will defend our vow with my blood and soul!"

"very good."

Nanfeng nodded emphatically, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice.

"Guan Gu, how did you... overcome your anxiety about living together as a couple?"

Guan Gu's excited expression suddenly froze, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly extinguishing his burning passion.

His delusional, adolescent spirit has been shattered.

Guan Gu: (⊙⊙)?

As we all know, when a question mark appears on someone's face, it's most likely not that there's something wrong with them, but rather that there's something wrong with the person opposite them.

"No! No!"

Guan Gu jumped up from the sofa, his eyes wide, and asked through gritted teeth, "Is this all you wanted to ask?"

Nanfeng blinked, then replied somewhat confusedly, "Yeah, otherwise what did you expect me to ask?"

"I thought..."

"ah!!!"

Guan Gu exclaimed "Ah!" and then slapped his forehead hard.

Even though Nanfeng had no idea what he was thinking, Guan Gu still felt like he was going to die.

A new world opens up before us, a fantastical tale of a boy and a dragon, and the dazzling golden eyes...

What was I expecting?

What on earth was I expecting?!

Ugh! Reality is such garbage!!

It's not anime at all!!!

Nanfeng stared blankly at Guan Gu, who had been excitedly asking a question, but then became annoyed, disappointed, and disheartened.

The question I asked shouldn't have elicited such a reaction from him.

After struggling with himself for a while, Guan Gu finally sat down again. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down.

When he recalled the question Nanfeng had just asked, Guan Gu was instantly dumbfounded.

"Nanfeng, you asked me how I overcame the anxiety of couples living together?"

"You need to ask me about something like this?"

It was clearly Nanfeng and Yumo who first suggested that the two of them should live together, and only then did Youyou and I start to think about living together.

How come Nanfeng is now asking for my opinion, and using the word... panic?

In response to Guan Gu's question, Nan Feng awkwardly touched his nose: "Actually, when I first asked Yu Mo if she wanted to move in with me, it was just as a joke."

"We had only been dating for less than three months at the time, and I never expected her to actually agree."

"But she agreed without saying a word, so I can't exactly tell Yu Mo that I was just joking, can I?"

Guan Gu nodded upon hearing this. If Nan Feng really said that, then he could jump off the sixth floor.

"So even though it was Nanfeng who invited him to live together, you weren't actually mentally prepared?"

Nanfeng gave a wry smile: "You can think that way."

"Soga."

Guan Gu smirked: "Nan Feng, you're dragging this out way too late. Yu Mo is staying at your place tonight, and you're only now thinking about overcoming your fear."

"No, what you're describing is still panic..."

He looked at Nanfeng, puzzled: "You were only separated by a suite to begin with, and now you're not even living in the same room. Is it really that serious?"

"This isn't a matter of exaggeration."

Nanfeng paused for a long time before hesitatingly saying, "Guan Gu, as you know, my family situation is rather special. Whether I'm at home or studying abroad, I always live alone."

"Living in the suite next door and living in the room next door are two different concepts for me."

"I'm not sure if I can take good care of Yu Mo after she moves in. Will our different lifestyles cause any conflicts or arguments? And what about things like the cleanliness of the suite, the bathroom usage time...?"

Listening to Nanfeng's rambling, Guangu pushed up his glasses. He understood a little where Nanfeng's panic came from.

Rather than saying Nanfeng was afraid of living together, it would be more accurate to say he was worried about not being able to handle the rapidly developing intimacy between him and his partner.

For Nanfeng, moving in together would be considered a significant step forward in their intimate relationship.

So, are they...?

Guan Gu suddenly thought of something, and his gaze became somewhat strange.

He paused, then asked the same question Yifei had asked Yu Mo: "Nanfeng, you two aren't really still in a platonic relationship, are you?"

Nanfeng looked embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)