Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Yu Mo looked at Nanfeng subconsciously: "What's going on with this test of labor?"

Nan Feng explained the ins and outs of the matter to Yu Mo as briefly as possible, and Yu Mo gave everyone a thumbs up sincerely.

"Are you so busy every weekend?"

"Not really. I can only say that the timing of your arrival is very lucky. You join us every time when we are at our busiest." Nanfeng said with a smile.

Yu Mo clapped his hands and smiled: "Then it seems that I am really suitable to move here."

Nanfeng just smiled and didn't reply.

【……Um】

Zi Qiao thought about the current score of 1 to 3 and wanted to find a foreign aid: "Yu Mo, do you want to join us? I have the legendary man-killing book to give you." Zi Qiao said and took a picture. Pat Zeng Xiaoxian on the back.

Zeng Xiaoxian also quickly answered: "Yes, yes, Yu Mo, what's the point of watching us play? Come join us and watch us make you come back from a desperate situation."

"Forget it, you all have the same number now, it's not fair no matter which side I join." Yu Mo subconsciously hugged the pillow tightly and said.

Just kidding, this is Yifei's test, how could she seek death?

As for Ziqiao’s man-killing guide...

I have fair skin, good looks, and a good figure. Why should I learn from a grown man like Zi Qiao how to kill men?

What a joke, Xiao Nanfeng will take him down if I don’t get out of March!

Yifei looked at Yu Mo, patted her chest and promised, "Yu Mo, we will give you a grand welcome party tomorrow night. Don't worry, I will arrange everything for you."

After all, she is her best friend, and the welcome ceremony must be done well.

"Absolutely not!" Yu Mo quickly reached out and refused, "I have attended your welcome party many times, so let's forget it this time."

Yifei shook his head and said: "How can it be the same? This time you are the protagonist."

"I refuse just because I am the protagonist." Yu Mo looked solemn.

If Yu Mo usually loves to join in the fun and has a party-loving personality, he would still be very willing to attend a welcome party.

But if this welcome party was held to celebrate her moving into a love apartment, then she thought she might as well forget it.

Especially Yifei likes to have a big red banner at every welcome party, which is bright and eye-catching.

[In his inner world, Yu Mo looked at the big red banner above his head. 】

[Warmly welcome Qin Yumo to the iPartment!]

[She shook her head and stood on tiptoes to pull off the red banner. Behind the red banner was a longer and larger red banner, with a large number of gilded characters written on it that made Yu Mo ashamed. 】

[Warmly congratulate Miss Qin Yumo for bravely pursuing love and boldly taking the first step of eating young grass!]

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! 】

[Yu Mo screams and stamps his feet crazily. 】

When Yu Mo thought that in the eyes of insiders, the banner celebrating her moving into a love apartment would automatically be replaced by the last banner, she felt her toes dig into the ground in embarrassment just thinking about it...

This welcome party absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot be held!

Yu Mo just wants to downplay the matter of moving into a love apartment as soon as possible, and then let the water slowly flow and boil the frog in warm water.

Seeing Yu Mo's refusal so firmly, Yifei could only nod sadly.

But anyone who knows her well knows that Comrade Hu Yifei would not give up so quickly.

"We will talk about the welcome party later. Now everyone has to go to dinner with me and start our labor test." Yifei shouted loudly.

Yu Mo helplessly covered her face with a pillow. She knew that this welcome party would not be so easy to escape. It seemed that she would have to keep a closer eye on her in the next few days.

As long as he can persist until Guangu's comic is successfully published, or wait for Zi Qiao's aunt to come, Yifei will definitely be busy celebrating the two of them, so that she can miss her welcome party.

Sigh... Yu Mo glanced at Nanfeng resentfully.

It's all this enemy's fault!

Everyone present sighed in unison after hearing Yifei's overall arrangements, which were almost like announcing her death.

So far, everyone has experienced four tests. The test of virtue requires everyone to show off their skills to raise donations. The test of wisdom requires the team to unite and cooperate, but also to stumbling upon the other team, and to be wary of the invigilator Hu Yifei.

The test of body and the test of beauty would seem ordinary if they were separated, but it would be very torturous for Yifei to conduct both tests at the same time.

If not even Yifei hadn't expected that art students would have makeup bonuses, then not only the two girls, Wanyu and Curry Sauce, would have to suffer both physical and psychological torture, but the boys responsible for putting makeup on the girls would have to do it without any worries. The psychological pressure they endured while climbing mountains and putting on makeup was not small, as you can tell just by looking at Zhan Bo, whose face was filled with guilt.

In short, these ideas of Yifei are fun, but every test is aimed at making people's mentality.

Nanfeng could only feel lucky again that she wasted these evil ideas on this title competition where no one except Zi Qiao and the senior brother would care about success or failure.

Otherwise, if she, the brave adventurer, were to continue to upgrade and evolve, who knows what would happen.

As for the current test of labor...

The three keywords of Yifei, cooking, and testing together suddenly made the eight people who thought they were fearless after four tests suddenly feel a rare feeling of shrinking.

In the silence of the eight people, Zi Qiao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet to embolden himself: "If there is any test, just come forward, I will fight."

The Big Brother team took the lead and scored three points. As long as they win this test, they can win and end the game.

It’s about his title as Little White Dragon in the Waves, and Zi Qiao must never give up!

Seeing that Zi Qiao refused to admit defeat, the three teammates Xiaoxian, Zhan Bo and Wanyu had no choice but to risk their lives to accompany the scumbag.

Nanfeng, Guangu and Curry Sauce also looked at the senior brother, and they respected the senior brother's choice.

The senior brother just said lightly: "It can't be wasted..."

"..."

"……food."

In fact, the senior brother was also severely punished by Yifei's test. Because of this, he was even more determined to win this hard test.

Seeing that victory is right in front of them, they have the opportunity to directly kill the game without having to face the final test. The senior brother will never allow them to give up like this.

Different from the previous four tests, now both sides have a reason to win!

The two teams headed towards 3601 with their heads held high with the belief that they would win. However, just as they reached the door, the same idea came to everyone's mind.

Otherwise... let's just admit defeat in this game?

As a foodie, Curry Sauce was the first to hold her nose and vomit: "Sister Yifei... what on earth did you cook!

"vomit……"

The smell permeating 3601 can no longer be described by the word stench. The stench is just a simple stench. How can I describe this smell now... It seems like someone has filled the toilet with Han Dynasty banquets.

The smell of durian and other random things, the smell of normal food, the smell of fat from fried and grilled food, the sour smell of autumn, the fruity smell of fruits...

These messy flavors mix with each other in a closed room and ferment quietly, eventually transforming into an extremely special flavor.

The various flavors seem to be twisted into an intertwined rope and then forcefully stuffed into your nostrils. This rope is then broken down into fine but numerous thin lines in the nasal cavity and chest.

These thin threads of different flavors pass from the nasal cavity to the lungs, occupying every part of the respiratory system in all directions without blind spots, making people feel like dozens of different flavors are exploding, intertwined, and mixed all over your body in an instant. Split again...

Everyone held their noses and backed away. Only Nanfeng and Xiaoxian rushed in. One of them opened the balcony door for ventilation, and the other quickly turned on the range hood.

Nanfeng and Xiaoxian didn't care about privacy now, and directly opened the doors of the four bedrooms and the doors and windows inside.

"It's better to wait until the smell dissipates before going in." Nanfeng and Xiaoxian rushed out after doing everything they could.

Nanfeng's face is now as green as the decoration of 3604: "I won't discuss what you cooked to create such a shocking taste, but why don't you open the door or window to let some air in?"

"The production of props for the test of labor needs to be kept strictly confidential. I am not afraid that if you open the windows and open the windows for ventilation and let you smell it, I will not be able to maintain the most important sense of mystery." Yifei replied confidently.

Nanfeng asked again: "Then you should at least turn on the range hood, right?"

"But if you heard the sound of the range hood running, you wouldn't have guessed it right away." Yifei muttered in a low voice.

Nanfeng was even amused by Yifei. He pinched his nose and gave Yifei a thumbs up with his other hand: "You are really smart... Now the problem of the range hood has been solved, but do you think you I can’t hear the sound of chopping vegetables, or the sound of frying in the pan?”

"Uh..." Yifei was speechless because of Nanfeng's retort, so she could only forcefully say, "Actually, I think the taste is acceptable. Look at how you are all retching. Why?" There’s nothing wrong with me.”

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at it carefully for a long time, and then he silently walked forward and squeezed both sides of Yifei's nose. Two small invisible nasal plugs fell directly to the ground.

"You keep talking." Zeng Xiaoxian humbly covered his nose and walked away.

Yifei looked at the weird looks everyone was looking at her, and she forced herself to calm down and said: "Actually, the smell is still bearable...

"Ugh!" She quickly covered her mouth and escaped from the fermentation tank.

Nanfeng couldn't help but sneer at her retching figure in the elevator: "I'm very familiar with this guy. She has lost at least half of her combat effectiveness in this situation... So what do you guys say?"

Zi Qiao instantly understood what Nan Feng meant. His eyes lit up and he quietly hid in the crowd and spoke: "She has been teasing us all day today, and we will definitely be beaten badly by her later...anyway If we want to be tortured by her, why don't we take advantage of her and come back with revenge?

"Kill her while she's sick!"

Everyone laughed maliciously.

Everyone tiptoed close to Yifei, who was retching uncontrollably, and violently restrained her while she was weak.

"Let the girls come. Girls restrain her wrists and ankles. If it were a man, she would fight back."

Nan Feng held his nose and commanded via remote control: "Yes, Yu Mo, Wanyu, Curry, keep her under control.

"Xiao Xian, if she resists you again, put your hand directly into her throat. She was retching just now. If you put your hand in, she will be even more nauseated.

"The boys held her shoulders and knees, and together we sent her into 3601 and closed the door. We had to make her understand that it was immoral to secretly work on biological and chemical weapons in the suite alone.

"By the way, Zi Qiao, hurry up and lock the balcony of 3601, otherwise she will just run away from the balcony later."

As everyone endured the strange smell, they worked together to throw Yifei onto the sofa in 3601. Everyone quickly came out and locked the door while Yifei was still retching.

Listening to Yifei's retching, Zeng Xiaoxian said coquettishly outside the door: "Dear Yifei, I didn't expect that you, a female devil, would be like this, hahahaha..."

“Ugh… Zeng Xiaoxian… vomit…

"I will definitely beat you to death when I come out... ugh..."

Guangu flipped through the idiom dictionary on his phone and asked, "Is her situation called self-inflicted?"

"Completely correct!"

I'm coming,