Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

At this time, Zi Qiao didn't realize that he had pushed himself into a whole new dilemma because of his shrewdness.

He asked doubtfully: "Hey, although I am indeed miserable, there is no need for you to look at me with such sympathetic eyes, right?"

"No, we think you're not just a little bit miserable."

Yu Mo sighed and took out her own small mirror from her pocket and handed it to Zi Qiao.

Zi Qiao took the mirror without knowing why. He just glanced in the mirror, and suddenly there seemed to be thunder in his mind.

"No!"

"No!!"

The collapsed Zi Qiao wanted to slap himself on the forehead, but when he thought that if he did so, his forehead would also be imprinted with the mark of "Optimus Prime".

Then Zi Qiao collapsed even more.

"No!!!"

He howled in despair.

Nan Feng sighed, stepped forward and patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder: "It's okay, Zi Qiao, don't be sad, don't be sad, this is just a small price you must pay for being so mean."

He looked at Zi Qiao, with sincerity written all over his face: "As the saying goes, one learns from one's mistakes. It's okay if you suffer a loss this time. Just pay attention in the next life."

"Hello!"

Ziqiao heard this and complained very dissatisfiedly: "Nanfeng, I have no grudge against you, and you want to curse me like this."

"Don't get me wrong, I definitely have no grudges with you, but others may not." Nanfeng smiled and pointed in a certain direction.

Zi Qiao followed Nanfeng's hand and saw Zhan Bozheng, his eyes red and breathing heavily, staring at him with a mixture of grief and anger.

"My Optimus Prime!"

Seeing that Optimus Prime, who had been working all night to complete the project, was being defiled by Zi Qiao in less than five minutes, Zhan Bo immediately itched his teeth with hatred.

"Lu! Zi! Qiao!"

"You pay for my perfect Optimus Prime!!!"

Zhan Bo roared and flew towards Zi Qiao. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zi Qiao ran away, but unfortunately he was caught by the angry Zhan Bo.

The two fell to the ground and started tearing apart like children.

Nanfeng smiled happily when he saw this, and then turned around to introduce to everyone in Guangu the result of what he and Zhanbo had been working on all night.

“99% new home-style Optimus Prime, low-carbon, environmentally friendly, easy to assemble, and the most important thing is that it is easy to handle later.

"When 3601 is renovated, we will sell the cardboard box and the men's magazines inside. The money received may be enough for Zhanbo and I to have a small barbecue."

"Teacher Nanfeng..."

Curry Sauce couldn't bear to ask: "Are we just going to watch them fighting together like this?"

"No matter what, the combat effectiveness of the two of them is infinitely close to zero anyway. After fighting for a long time, the damage is zero. Just let them pull their hair like children."

Nanfeng snorted with emotion. Although he didn't like Transformers, something he had been working on all night became imperfect within five minutes of the quilt snapping.

If he didn't take advantage of the chaos between the two to go up and give Zi Qiao a kick, he would be doing a good deed every day.

Humph, let him be so mean!

etc……

Nan Feng felt as if he had neglected some very fatal things.

Bang!

As the tumbling Zi Qiao and Zhan Bo knocked over the red paint bucket on the ground, Nan Feng's entire face instantly turned redder than the blood-red floor.

If there are grades of red, Nanfeng's face at this moment must not be cherry red, pomegranate red or higher grades of chicken blood red and mustard red.

This is Azolla! ! !

…

Fifteen minutes later, Nanfeng looked at the floor that had been cleaned but still had some traces of paint and wanted to cry without tears.

"One misstep will lead to eternal hatred..."

He had been doing good deeds fifteen minutes ago, why couldn't he be a little more kind and soft-hearted.

If he was kind-hearted and didn't want to see others fighting, and just used a broom to drive Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao away, telling them to fight, then wouldn't these troubles be solved?

Now, not only was the floor an eyesore, but cleaning it also cost him two mops.

"Well, it seems it's better to be kind-hearted."

Nanfeng, who felt he was "not kind enough", sighed quietly.

Everyone thought Nanfeng was regretting why he didn't stop Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao from fighting, so Yu Mo comforted him: "It's okay Nanfeng, we have cleaned up very quickly.

"No, the traces of paint on the tiles are actually not obvious now."

Guangu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Nanfeng. As long as the paint spilled on the tiles is not dry, it is easy to clean. Now it is almost impossible to tell if you don't look carefully."

Nanfeng said with a grimace: "But my eyesight is pretty good, and the most important thing is that I have mysophobia."

"Forget it, forget it."

He waved his hand and said feebly: "I'll bear with it for a few months, and then I can buy a few more identical tiles and install them later."

Everyone looked at each other helplessly after hearing this. They obviously couldn't understand Nanfeng's idea of ​​a mysophobia.

But Nan Feng was already doing well. If it were Teacher Zeng who was more severely mysophobic, he would probably cry like a sissy by now.

While they were talking, the bathroom door slowly opened. Zhan Bo put on a new set of clothes and walked out with a tuft of red and blue hair of the same style as Zi Qiao's on his head.

Zi Qiao, who had also taken a shower and changed clothes, also walked into 3603 from 3602 glumly.

"How about you two? Can't you wash it off at all?"

Youyou asked directly.

Zhan Bo, who was all purple and purple from the red paint he spilled, snorted and nodded sadly.

Zi Qiao, who had the same experience as Zhan Bo, sat down on the sofa, looked up at the sky and sighed.

"well……"

"Be content."

Nanfeng curled his lips: "Fortunately, I didn't buy low-quality paint for cheap, otherwise you would be like this now and you would have to lose a layer of skin even if you say nothing.

"Don't worry, the color of the paint will fade in a few months at most."

Wan Yu also stepped forward to comfort Zhan Bo: "It's okay Zhan Bo, as long as it doesn't get on his face, it will be the same even with his clothes on."

"Everyone says the same thing."

Meijia muttered in a low voice: "I know the blue dragon, and I know the white tiger, but this red dragon..."

Zhan Bo Wanyu, Guan Gu Youyou, and Yu Mo looked at Meijia in confusion.

"Mika, what are you talking about, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Suzaku Xuanwu?"

Meijia was stunned, then smiled and waved her hands: "No, I'm just talking nonsense."

Then her eyes turned to Nan Feng, Zi Qiao and Curry Sauce who were staring at her with admiration.

The three people from Nanfeng felt that they were also experienced drivers who had been racing for many years, but when faced with a car god like Meijia, they could only express their admiration with their hands clasped together.

[Disrespect, disrespect. 】

【Each other. 】

Meijia smiled sweetly at the three of them.

The four veteran drivers of the iPartment looked at each other tacitly. They turned to look at the ignorant guys around them, feeling that there was a sad thick barrier between themselves and them.

Yu Mo and the others didn't know what the four veteran drivers were thinking at the moment. The five of them were still discussing Zi Qiao and Zhan Bo, who were covered in paint.

Youyou asked: "It's really easy to cover up the marks on the body, but what about the bunches of red and blue hair among them?"

"It's not just hair."

Ziqiao stretched out his red and blue right hand sadly: "There is still my hand."

Zhan Bo snorted: "Ziqiao, thank you so much for your hand.

"If it weren't for your hands, what happened next would never have happened. The most egregious thing is... you actually used these hands to grab my hair!"

Zi Qiao said sadly: "Can you please be reasonable? You are the one who wants to come to me to settle the score.

"Our combat capabilities are about the same. I have the indestructible King Kong, and you can also use [Lushan Shenglong Ba]. I can't let you use one of your hands in this situation."

Everyone nodded, feeling that what Zi Qiao said made sense.

"What now?"

Zhan Bo asked weakly: "How about we cut off all the hair in the middle?"

The girls collectively rejected it: "No, that hairstyle is too ugly!"

"If you don't want to cut it off, you have to find a way to solve it."

Zi Qiao muttered: "It's okay for Zhan Bo, he already has Wanyu anyway.

"But if I go out with such a bunch of weird-colored hair, the beauty's first impression score will be cut in half, then how can I pick up girls?"

"Hello!"

Hearing this, Meijia snorted coldly: "Please understand, it's your own stupidity that caused this. We have no obligation to help you find a solution."

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."

Yu Mo suggested: "I happen to have hair dye for hair, you can just dye your hair and you're done.

"Wanyu, Meijia, you may have to go over and help me, otherwise I won't be able to do it alone."

Wanyu nodded obediently, while Meijia snorted dissatisfied.

"Mika, dear Meijia, beautiful and lovely Meijia."

Zi Qiao pulled Meijia's sleeve flatteringly: "Just show mercy and help me."

"Go, go, go, I'm annoyed when I see you!"

Meijia left 3603 directly, turned around and walked towards 3604.

Zi Qiao said with a smile: "Look, she agreed."

Needless to say, Teacher Zeng’s approach is quite useful sometimes.

Yu Mo nodded: "Okay, let's go there quickly, otherwise I'll have to go to work again later."

"Let's go."

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu hurriedly followed Mei Jia's footsteps.

As Yu Mo and Zi Qiao also stood up and left 3603, only Guangu, Youyou, Nanfeng and Curry Sauce were left in the living room.

"Teacher Nanfeng, there is actually a question I have always wanted to ask you."

Curry Sauce looked at the Optimus Prime "front" that separated the entire dining area from the living room. She finally couldn't help but ask: "This entire passage is filled with cardboard boxes, so how should we get in?"

Nanfeng clapped his hands and said with great emotion: "Finally someone asked the important point."

"Come, look here."

Nanfeng said as he took Guangu and Curry Sauce to the "door" of Optimus Prime's "front", but this door was also a fake door made of a pile of cardboard boxes stacked high and then painted with paint.

"Forehead……"

Guangu pondered: "If we want to go in, we won't have to remove this pile of cardboard boxes first, and then rely on manpower to put them back in place after we get in."

"Of course not..."

"I'm coming! I'm coming! I know! Let me announce it!"

Nanfeng's explanation had just begun when he was interrupted by the impatient Youyou.

The big-mouthed Youyou has been holding back for almost two days, and now she finally has a chance to vent her desire to talk. She will never let it go.

Nanfeng looked at Youyou who was full of anxiety and felt that it was time for him to give her a little sweetness so that Youyou, this time bomb, could be less likely to explode.

So Nanfeng stretched out his hand and said, "Please start your performance."

Here it comes