Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"south wind……"

Meijia smiled sweetly, her eyes as clear as a clear spring.

Nanfeng responded with an equally bright and bright smile.

"You are looking for the wrong person when it comes to taking photos. I have always kept a straight face when taking photos since I was a child. At that time, my parents said that I was an old-fashioned little scholar.

"You'd better hire someone else."

Meijia didn't care whether Nanfeng was telling the truth or lies. Maybe Nanfeng was not very photogenic, but he was handsome.

When taking photos of handsome guys, all the so-called facial expression management and photogenicity are all nonsense.

This is the legendary legend of one handsome man defeating all kinds of magic.

She managed to dress up so beautifully today, how could she give up such an excellent photo partner as Nanfeng.

Meijia got closer and closer, and smiled flatteringly: "It's okay for you to keep a straight face. My smile is sweet. Maybe it will be more interesting to take pictures like this?"

Nan Feng moved back slightly.

He actually didn't mind taking a selfie with Meijia. Anyway, what Meijia wanted was a background that could enhance the atmosphere, and she didn't want an intimate selfie with him.

But Meijia belongs to Meijia, and sauce elbow belongs to sauce elbow. If she took a selfie with herself while holding her elbow, Nan Feng would really not be able to accept it.

"Mika, you may not know that I can't accept fluffy things being too close to me." Nanfeng said while moving back.

Seeing Nanfeng keep retreating, Meijia stopped moving closer and closer.

"Then if I raise a sour elbow, will it affect you? Or should I guard against it and prevent it from getting too close to you?"

"It's not necessary."

Nanfeng's peach blossom eyes looked at Jianghouzi with a half-smile, but Jianghouzi felt the gaze of the Great Demon King Nanfeng and quickly buried his head in Meijia's arms, not even daring to scream.

"It seems like it will take the initiative to maintain a safe distance from me." Nanfeng smiled softly.

Meijia let out a sigh of relief: "That's good."

She thought that Nanfeng and Jianghouzi were already incompatible with each other, but she didn't expect that they still got along very harmoniously.

[Sauce elbow: Woof? 】

Meijia thought about it, but still didn't want to give up her selfie plan, so she continued to persuade.

"How about this, Jiang Xiuzi and I stand in front and take pictures of our upper bodies, and you stand far behind, so that you can keep a safe distance between us."

"Good idea." Nanfeng, who was originally just going to be a backdrop, nodded happily.

"Yeah, that's great!"

Seeing that Nanfeng finally agreed, Meijia cheered happily: "I love Nanfeng to death!"

"Can you change your mantra of loving yourself to death when you are excited?"

Nan Feng smiled helplessly: "Do you know that you have loved everyone on the sixth floor, except Zi Qiao, regardless of gender?"

"Get used to it, get used to it."

Meijia smiled and said: "I am just like this because I am excited. Zhanbo told me yesterday that there is a Korean girl named Hollywood in their company. She calls everyone Sarah (I love you) when meeting people."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's start quickly." She urged Nanfeng impatiently, her eyes full of excitement.

"I must send this photo to my mom to make her despise me for not having a handsome guy around me all day long."

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth twitched: "You guys really... have a deep love between mother and daughter."

"That is."

And while the two were chatting and joking, a pair of eyes was staring at them.

Zi Qiao, who had been guarding the movements of the tall beauty at the door, finally couldn't help but turn his attention to the two of them when he heard that Mei Jia wanted Nan Feng to accompany her to take a selfie.

Normally, Zi Qiao doesn't care who Meijia falls in love with, let alone interferes with Meijia's pursuit of her freedom.

But not the south wind.

If these two people get along well and Nanfeng lets him meet his adoptive mother again, wouldn't the three of them really become Lu Bu, Diao Chan and Dong Zhuo?

No, no, absolutely not.

Zi Qiao was determined not to let history repeat itself, especially since he, Lu Bu, could not beat the young Dong Zhuo who knew a few tricks.

Meijia has nothing to worry about. Anyway, when she sees a handsome guy, he acts like a nympho. Whether she likes him or not has never been important.

As long as Nanfeng doesn't have other thoughts, that's fine.

However, despite Nan Feng's usually stoic appearance, she had already grasped his preferences very well.

This guy doesn't seem to be interested in girls, but he will still take another look or two when he meets a sexy and mature older sister.

Especially the appearance of Yu Mo made Zi Qiao firmly believe that Nan Feng liked sister-type beauties.

A pure and sweet girl like Meijia may fall within Nanfeng's aesthetic range, but it is unlikely that she will fall within his mate selection range.

Zi Qiao had been listening to their conversation, and he was relieved when he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the two of them.

As soon as he lowered his psychological guard, Zi Qiao instinctively started acting like a monster again.

Seeing that the two of them were about to take pictures, he rolled his eyes and came up with a good idea to strike up a conversation with the tall beauty.

And this good idea is really indispensable without the help of Meijia.

"Wait a minute, are you going to dress like this and take pictures?" Zi asked casually, pretending not to care.

Nanfeng and Meijia were stunned when they heard Ziqiao's words. Meijia looked down at her outfit today: "Don't I look good in what I'm wearing?"

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about Nanfeng."

Zi Qiao pointed at Nan Feng, who was wrapped in a black down jacket, had tired eyes, and was wearing a mask, and had disappeared from everyone: "Are you going to take a selfie dressed like this?"

Nanfeng disagreed: "I'll just be a backdrop. Once the mask is taken off, I'll just stand there and don't move. It doesn't matter what I wear, right?"

He has little interest in clothing, styling, or luxury accessories. His criteria for buying clothes are comfort, warmth, and cleanliness, except for a few formal suits to support his appearance.

Anyway, with Nan Feng's appearance, height and figure, as long as he doesn't deliberately choose some ugly clothes, his appearance will not be any lower.

Besides, today’s protagonist is Teacher Zeng. What’s the use of dressing up like a peacock?

You can't let yourself replace Teacher Zeng to solicit advertising sponsorship.

Upon hearing Nan Feng's rather amateurish speech, Zi Qiao sneered: "Look at the men's clothes around you, and then look at this bloated and thick down jacket on your body.

"I'm afraid your background board won't be the finishing touch and will be outshone by the surrounding backgrounds."

"Can't you tell, Ziqiao, you are also a master of selfies?" Nanfeng teased.

He was used to bickering with Zi Qiao, and he really didn't notice Zi Qiao's little thoughts for a while.

Ziqiao raised his head slightly and said with a proud tone: "I am at least a master of theory on all things related to girls."

Nanfeng didn't care what the theoretical master said, but Meijia really listened.

"So the atmosphere of the selfie is still missing a bit, what should I do?"

"Then you'll have to figure it out on your own..." Zi Qiao laughed.

[In his inner world, Zi Qiao leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs with a proud look on his face. 】

[What, you ask me why I don’t give them some advice? 】

[Don’t even look at who my opponent is now. 】

[One of these two people knows everything about me, and the other is cunning. If I take the initiative to bring it up, they will definitely become suspicious. I don’t know how troublesome it will be to dispel their suspicions. 】

[It’s better for me to retreat and wait for Meijia to come forward and beg me. 】

[As for whether Meijia will take the initiative to beg me...]

[Ziqiao holds up three fingers. 】

【three. 】

【two. 】

【one. 】

"Ziqiao... Just help me." Meijia stepped forward and hugged Zi Qiao's arm, acting cute and cute, "I just want to take a beautiful photo, and you will definitely make it happen, right~"

[See, understanding is mutual. 】

Zi Qiao was proud in her heart and even more proud on her face.

He raised his head high and deliberately ignored Meijia's pleading eyes: "I heard that some people say that I am a pervert who relies on my lower body to think?"

"No, did anyone say that?"

Meijia implemented Zeng Xiaoxian's dog-leg tactics, she smiled flatteringly and said: "Even if someone says this, it is because she is blind.

"It will be her lifelong regret that she cannot feel your sparkling charm Zi Qiao!

"You sir have a lot of money, so you won't argue with her, right~"

Zi Qiao listened to Mei Jia's flattery with a smile. If a tail was glued to the back of his butt now, he would be able to swing his tail and spiral up to the sky.

He sighed and said: "Meijia, I want to help you too, but I don't know why I suddenly ran out of ideas in my mind."

Ziqiao kept rubbing his fingers, clearly asking for money, in order to further lower the vigilance of Meijia and Nanfeng.

Of course, it would be better if she could get some more money from Meijia.

"I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda. Lu Ziqiao, don't be so shameless." Meijia said with a cold face.

It's okay to ask her to act coquettishly and say nice things, but to actually dare to ask for benefits is simply reckless.

"It's okay if you don't have any ideas now. One night I'll go to your room and help you open a dipper so that the water in your brain can clear up and you'll have ideas!"

Meijia threatened: "Let me tell you, Lu Ziqiao, if you dare to let my daily disposables go to waste like this, I will definitely make you a daily disposable!"

"What do you mean?" Zi Qiao was stunned.

Nanfeng understood Meijia's explanation very well: "The meaning of daily throwing is that you will not survive the next day."

Meijia's ferocious aura was comparable to that of Yifei, and even Nanfeng looked at her sideways. It seemed that she would show such a side only when facing Ziqiao.

But it would be nice to have one more cruel Meijia to deal with Zi Qiao.

"Oops, I remembered."

Seeing that the heat was enough, Zi Qiao quickly pretended to be very knowledgeable and laughed softly: "Look at the many clothes in this store. Even Teacher Zeng can try them on. There is no reason why Nanfeng can't try them on, right?"

Meijia's eyes lit up, she raised her head and looked around at the beautiful men's clothes like a smart rabbit.

"That's right. You don't have to buy it just to try it on. It should be fine if we take a photo when we have a chance."

"Not only that, you can also match Nanfeng with a set of clothes that match your look today. You will definitely be able to take a perfect set of photos."

Ziqiao's words were like the whispers of the devil.

【Perfect photo? ! ! 】

[There is a puppy, a handsome guy, a sense of atmosphere, and I dress up so well...]

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】

Ziqiao's words made Meijia go completely crazy. Without saying a word, she turned around and pushed Nanfeng to try on clothes.

"Wait a minute." Zi Qiao quickly grabbed Meijia and pointed to the elbow in her arms, "You can't take the elbow with you to pick out clothes. If the dog hair stains the clothes, you can't even think about it. I can’t even buy it.”

Meijia handed the elbow to Zi Qiao without thinking: "I'll leave the elbow to you. Nanfeng and I will fight it out quickly."

"Hey...eh?"

Zi Qiao was just feeling satisfied because he got the elbow, but he was shocked by Mei Jia's words of "quick victory".

What I know is that you are going to change clothes and take pictures, but what I don’t know is that you think you are going to hide in the fitting room and play one-on-one.

Chen Meijia, your idiom skills are not much better than Guan Gu.

"Would it be okay to take pictures with the clothes in the store..." Nanfeng hesitated, but before he could even finish his words, he was pushed by the excited Meijia to try on clothes.

Ziqiao looked at Nanfeng who was entangled by Meijia and couldn't escape. He smiled and touched the elbow in his arms.

[Jianghouzi, seeing as I took care of you for so long last night, you must do your best. 】

[Brother, all the major events in my life these days depend on you! 】

Seeing the tall beauty holding a cat leaving the shop next door, Zi Qiao followed silently with a crooked smile on her face and her elbows in her arms.

At this time, Yu Mo was choosing a suit for Xiaoxian with Yifei.

She lifted up the dark black suit in her hand and explained to Yifei: "Black belongs to the achromatic system in color science. It can be coordinated with almost any color. It is the most moderate, safe and conservative choice.

“When there is no way to judge what kind of people Mr. Zeng’s advertisers are, black is the least likely choice to make mistakes.

“It looks formal and solemn at the same time.

"But similarly, Mr. Zeng himself is not particularly suitable for the black color scheme, so it is difficult for him to make people shine with his clothing. This requires more effort in the subsequent makeup."

Yifei nodded repeatedly.

Although according to Yu Mo, what she talked about was very basic, but it was as clear as a mountain. After learning it, she would definitely be able to use it to bluff her boyfriend.

"I have a question. Is the deep black color too difficult for Zeng Xiaoxian to control?"

Yifei pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian's wretched features: "Look at this bitch's wretched temperament. If I try to use the deep black weight and solemnity to suppress his bitch, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold it anymore and will become They don’t look alike.”

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression changed as he was also listening.

Normally, he would have started bickering with Hu Yifei, but now Yifei was very serious about helping him out.

This makes it wrong for him to quarrel, and even more wrong to express gratitude.

"It makes sense, then let's try to use a light black suit with a brighter bow tie to neutralize Teacher Zeng's meanness."

Yu Mo praised Yifei, "Not bad, University Master Hu can not only understand everything but also draw inferences from one instance to other cases.

"If you could focus on your cooking skills as a scholar, you would have been able to reach the full level of your cooking skills over the years."

"Is it possible that she was so good at drawing inferences from one instance that she came up with such a unique and wonderful dish as Fei's innovative cuisine?"

Nanfeng was pushed by Meijia and came over to try on clothes. He actually had the leisure to make another loss.

Yifei's cooking skills were hit again, and she looked at them angrily: "Didn't you two say you couldn't help? Why are you getting together now?"

"I wanted Nanfeng to take a selfie with me, but the clothes he wore today were too tight, so we thought we could come over and try them on and take some photos."

When Yu Mo heard this, alarm bells rang immediately, and she looked at Meijia and Nanfeng suspiciously.

[Did I help Teacher Zeng pick out clothes in such a short time that my house was robbed? 】