Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"Little aunt?"

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, then remembered: "Yes, you said before that your little aunt won't come until January."

Then Yu Mo's expression turned ugly: "Ziqiao, when will your aunt come?"

[In the inner world, Yu Mo, dressed like a housekeeper, stood at a loss. 】

[She held a broom in one hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the other hand. 】

[Yu Mo pouted and said while fanning himself with his hands. 】

[Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t change my mind at the last minute and planned to refuse Ziqiao’s aunt to move in together. 】

【But...】

[Yu Mo snapped his fingers, and the surrounding pure white scenery gradually began to become hazy and blurry. A layer of solid wood floor began to spread in all directions with her feet as the center. 】

[A series of green vines grow from the gaps in the solid wood floor, spread, weave, and twine, and finally condense and transform into 3604's familiar furniture such as sofas, coffee tables, and dining tables. 】

[With the fluctuation of a digital torrent, the originally boundless inner world also has a clear dividing line. 】

[Turquoise walls, exquisite and gorgeous ceiling lights, including the door with a blue wind chime... Everything in 3604 is reproduced 1:1 in Yu Mo's inner world at this moment. 】

[If you just look at it at first glance, you will feel that the main tone of 3604 green is full of vitality and has a fresh and elegant temperament. 】

[However, the devil is often hidden in the details, such as...]

【for example……】

[For example, there are dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen that have not been washed for a week, a thin layer of dust has accumulated on the TV cabinet, and there are spilled cosmetics, scattered toilet paper and leftover fruit cores on the coffee table. 】

[As for the yoga mats, hula hoops, and massagers scattered everywhere in the living room, as well as the piles of clothes in the bedroom that Yu Mo throws on the bed every time he chooses clothes...]

[In short, these details all show that our exquisite urban beauty Miss Qin Yumo is actually a slovenly ghost on the inside. 】

[Yu Mo looked at the mess in the entire 3604. One second she clenched her fists and told herself to clean up. The next second she put down the broom in her hand and lay weakly on the sofa. 】

[Yu Mo looked up at the sky and murmured to himself. 】

[I hope Zi Qiao’s aunt will not arrive in the next two days, and at least give me time to clean up. 】

[Otherwise, if everyone sees 3604 in such a mess, will I still be alive? 】

[While Yu Mo was talking, his hand took out a soft thing from the gap in the sofa. 】

[She lowered her head and looked at the black silk she took out from the gap in the sofa, and suddenly blushed with embarrassment. 】

Zi Qiao thought for a while and replied: "She is still filming with the team, and it should be three to five days before she arrives."

Yu Mo felt relieved.

A certain urban beauty who looks exquisite on the outside but slovenly on the inside feels that three to five days is enough to clean up 3604.

If it doesn't work... I can still drag Yifei over to help clean.

Anyway, the two of them, who have been good sisters since childhood, know each other very well.

Yu Mo should really be thankful that in the past month or so, everyone just went to 3604 a few times when he first moved here.

At that time, 3604 had not been brought to this state by Yu Mo, which was why her image of an exquisite urban beauty never collapsed.

Yifei teased: "I thought you, Lu Ziqiao, were fearless. I didn't expect you to suddenly be afraid of your little aunt?"

"How could I be afraid of my little aunt?"

Zi Qiao retorted directly without thinking: "I am obviously afraid of my aunt.

"By the way, speaking of my little aunt, there's something I haven't told you yet..."

Nan Feng rubbed the knife and fork in his hand, and the cold light reflected from the metal made Zi Qiao shiver as he tried to change the subject.

"Listen Lu Ziqiao, I don't care if you are afraid of your aunt or your aunt.

"If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will ask you to be my aunt!"

Curry Sauce was eating and burst out laughing.

"Brother Qiao will really become Lu Bu now."

"What's the meaning?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Curry Sauce clasped his fingers and said, "If Brother Ziqiao comes to visit his aunt, he will have three genders: man, woman, neither male nor female."

"Then what?"

Everyone still doesn't understand.

Nanfeng sneered: "Don't you understand this? He unlocked the achievement of [Three-Sex House Slave] in one fell swoop."

Everyone looked at each other.

Yu Mo twitched the corners of his lips: "You master and apprentice tell really cold jokes."

Curry Sauce struggled to swallow the buns in her mouth: "Actually, it's pretty good if it's just a three-sex house slave. If it's a three-sex house slave..."

"Curry!!!" Everyone quickly interrupted Curry Sauce's arrogance.

Nan Feng tapped Curry on the head: "Children don't learn well every day."

Curry Sauce covered her head and muttered: "You were driving very vigorously just now..."

Nan Feng glared at Curry Sauce. He didn't look at Zi Qiao again until the latter obediently continued eating breakfast.

"Lu Ziqiao, what did you say?"

Zi Qiao shrank back subconsciously, and he said very sincerely: "Nanfeng, I paid for the cleaning and cleaning of the sofa, can't you just let me live?"

Nanfeng stretched out his hand: "Where's the money?"

He doesn't know Lu Ziqiao's financial situation yet. He hasn't even paid back the money he spent on pet supplies for Jiang Junzi last time.

He probably borrowed the money to pay the rent last month from others.

"Money, money……"

Zi Qiao took out his cell phone, glanced at the remaining balance, and then put the phone on the table with a sneer on his face.

He groped in every pocket of his clothes, but in the end he couldn't get even a hair out.

Zi Qiao touched all over his body, and finally even opened his pants and peeked inside.

"You're going to die!"

"abnormal!"

"nausea!"

"Aren't you being a hooligan?"

The four girls Yifei Yumo, Wan Yumeijia each cursed one after another, only Curry Sauce only cared about making rice and didn't care about what Zi Qiao did.

Zi Qiao sighed helplessly.

He spread his hands and showed a posture of asking for money but not his life: "Nan Feng, you have also seen that except for a little hair on my body, the rest is really hairless.

"How about...I write you an IOU?"

Nanfeng glanced at Zi Qiao: "You haven't paid back the last payment, why am I taking one of your IOUs?

"Is it for collection?"

Zi Qiao leaned on the chair and rubbed his swollen head: "Then what do you want?

"No matter what you tell me, I will do it. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, I won't blink an eye."

It was rare for Ziqiao to be so cooperative, but this actually made Nanfeng difficult.

In fact, Zi Qiao's matter is not a big deal, and it is not even intentional.

But the vomit all over the floor really made the mysophobic Nan Feng furious.

Seeing that Nanfeng was hesitant, the remaining people helped him with his moves.

Meijia smiled maliciously and said: "Nan Feng, how about you let Zi Qiao wear a bunny girl costume to sell bars in the bar, I believe this scene will be very exciting."

Sekiya shook his head: "I think it's better to let him contact all his ex-girlfriends and then commit seppuku in front of them. This way our apartment will be peaceful..."

Yifei rubbed her chin: "I think it would be better to let Zi Qiao jump directly from the sixth floor the way I did just now. Maybe he can really jump without any injuries."

"If you want me to say..."

"I think..."

…

In an instant, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and every thought was aimed at killing Zi Qiao.

"Hey, listen to yourselves what bad ideas you are coming up with!"

Zi Qiao listened to everyone's so-called "suggestions". His face, which was still a little flushed because he was drunk, now turned livid.

Good guy, with these thoughts, if you take any one of them, you will still have to shed your skin.

He slapped the table angrily: “You guys have gone too far.

"Nanfeng and I are both your friends, why do you just give him advice and then push me into the fire pit?"

Yu Mo was stunned: "Aren't you the one at fault?"

Zi Qiao frowned and said harshly: "Even if I am at fault, I did not do it unintentionally.

"It's okay if you don't help me say nice things to Nanfeng. Why are you all expecting me to have a hard time?"

He pointed at the group of guys on the table who were worried about the world being in chaos: "Even if I don't ask you to level a bowl of water, are you too biased?"

Hearing this, Yifei laughed and said, "Don't you have any idea why we are partial?

"With all the bad things you usually do, can you compare with Nan Feng?"

"What can't be compared? Why can't we compare!"

Zi Qiao seemed to be drunk and drunk, and now he dared to talk back to Yifei.

He refused to admit defeat and said: "Nanfeng usually just does voice acting, plays musical instruments, and handles the affairs of the residents' committee. Sometimes he likes to tease people when he is bored.

"He's not much better than me at what he does, and it's not difficult at all. It can even be said that he has no technical level at all."

Zi Qiao must have really drunk too much. He burped and continued: "I just don't want to do what Nanfeng did. Otherwise, I can do it."

Nan Feng originally thought that what Yifei said was too harsh, but to his surprise, Zi Qiao actually stepped on his head and danced.

He was already angry because Zi Qiao soiled his living room, but now Zi Qiao was even more offended.

“What I do is not difficult, but what you do is very technical?

"Drinking, picking up girls, selling magic pills, I've been thinking about it for a long time and I don't think any of them are difficult."

Hearing this, Zi Qiao mocked disdainfully: "It's easy for you to say. I didn't even say that you don't know how to drink. Just picking up girls is as bad as selling you.

"It's easy to live an honest life like you these days, but it's difficult to be a prodigal son like me, a dragon wagging its tail and galloping on horseback."

Nanfeng sneered and said, “It’s because there are so many fools and not enough liars now that you have the opportunity to work flexibly.

"Otherwise, with your level as a three-legged cat, I would be better than you!"

"Are you challenging me?"

Lu Ziqiao stood up and straightened her alcohol-smelling clothes: "Then I will accept your challenge."

Nanfeng was stunned: "What challenge? Where did the challenge come from?"

"The rules of the world, [experience life] challenges."

Zi Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "Since I think [I can do it] and you think [you are better than me], let's compare.

"We are limited to twenty-four hours. I will experience your life for one day, and you will experience my life for one day.

“It goes on and on until someone gives in, and the loser has to fulfill one of the winner’s requirements.

"How about it, do you dare to accept this challenge?"

Nanfeng's face started to look strange when he heard this.

Experience Lu Ziqiao’s life?

Drinking to pick up girls?

The dragon wags its tail?

Horse galloping? ! !

Isn't this... too exciting?

Before Nanfeng expressed his position, Yifei had already slapped the table: "You are so arrogant even if you are the one who is in the wrong, even I can't stand it anymore.

"Nanfeng, isn't it just a challenge? We accepted it!"

"That's right, Zi Qiao is so arrogant that even I can't stand it anymore." Yu Mo also agreed, "Nan Feng, let's pick him up!"

Nan Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong. How did the development of things gradually change from asking Zi Qiao to settle accounts to accepting this challenge of "experience life"?

"Meijia, do you really have such outrageous rules in the world?" Nanfeng asked Meijia.

If there really is this [Experience Life] challenge in the world of Jianghu...then you Jianghu people really have enough time to spare.

Meijia's eyes widened and she started coughing.

She nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up.

"Look, Meijia nodded and admitted."

Ziqiao said arrogantly: "Nanfeng, you don't dare, right?"

Nanfeng Quilted Qiao laughed angrily. It was rare for someone to make such a fool of himself in front of him again and again.

If he was so timid, how could he survive in the apartment?

"Stay with me to the end!"

Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "If I win, I want you to abstain from drinking and sex for a year. Do you dare to gamble?"

"Is it such a big deal?" Zi Qiao subconsciously exclaimed.

If I give up drinking and sex, doesn't this mean I have to become a monk for a year?

"How about just having fun like this?"

Seeing Zi Qiao start to retreat, Nanfeng immediately laughed and said, "If you don't dare, Zi Qiao, forget it. After all, you will just talk nonsense."

"Damn, what am I afraid of? Whoever is a coward will be my grandson!"

Zi Qiao gritted his teeth and said: "If I win, I want you to wait for my little aunt to come and perform with my designated musical instrument, and treat it as a blessing to my little aunt."

"You are treating me as an entertainer. That's fine. I'm just using the one you specified..."

The expression on Nanfeng's face suddenly froze.

Slowly, all the expressions on his face gradually converged back, more like rewinding, and his pair of peach blossom eyes, which had always been affectionate, were strangely devoid of any emotion at this moment.

Nan Feng looked at Zi Qiao expressionlessly, and his voice was like the cold wind of winter: "What does it mean to perform with your designated instrument?"

Zi Qiao was stared at by Nan Feng's emotionless eyes, and his entire body was filled with chills, but the current situation did not allow him to back down.

"Let me pick out the instrument for you to play when the time comes. It might be a guitar, maybe a drum set, or maybe that harp that's taller than a person."

Ziqiao straightened his chest and looked directly into Nanfeng's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "It's also possible that you abandoned the TV in the storage room..."

"A piano that is about to lose its soul."