Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

3601, Yifei and Meijia are preparing today’s lunch.

Facts have proven that no matter how regular your schedule is, it only takes less than two days for it to fall apart.

Yesterday morning, Yifei and Meijia managed to get up to buy breakfast, but today everyone in the apartment slept until one or two in the afternoon.

But that’s okay. After everyone has lunch at three or four in the afternoon, they can just wait for Zeng Xiaoxian to come back around nine in the evening and go to Xiaonanguo for a big meal.

If he passes the audition, tonight will be a celebration banquet prepared for him. For this purpose, everyone has specially prepared a cake.

If he fails the audition, then...

Then even if you fail, you can have a feast and have cake.

It is not the TV host Zeng Xiaoxian who can bring everyone together for dinner, but Zeng Xiaoxian from the love apartment.

"Sister Yifei, sister Meijia, you two still don't seem to have had a good rest." Curry Sauce asked who was helping.

I have to say that Curry Paste is really good at working. Although she is a little clumsy, she is diligent and hardworking and positive and optimistic. Whenever she can do anything small, she will shout for me to come and I will come, and rush to help.

I just don't know why, but every once in a while, she would have bad luck. She would either drop something or break something. When she was unlucky, the entire glass door would shatter as soon as she touched the doorknob in a restaurant.

Meijia calls this state of curry paste a debilitating possession, and repeatedly reminds everyone in the WeChat group chat not to let curry paste in this state help.

The little girl is young and in good health. She also stayed up late. Apart from going to bed later, she still woke up the next day energetic and radiant without even a dark circle under her eyes.

Yifei and Meijia, on the other hand, were yawning profusely, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

It was because Yu Mo quietly changed into a new set of underwear that Yifei turned over and interrogated her several times regardless of sleep, before Yu Mo had no choice but to confess the truth.

However, the clever Yifei did not believe the so-called truth in Yu Mo's mouth.

How could someone drink water properly and then spray it on another person's clothes twice in a row?

This is too outrageous.

So Yifei, who felt that Yu Mo was hiding something, tossed and turned on the bed. She was obviously very sleepy but was too anxious to fall asleep. It was not until the sun rose that sleepiness finally defeated Yifei's random thoughts.

As for Meijia, of course she was angry because of Quilt Qiao.

She returned to the bedroom and scolded Lu Ziqiao for an hour and a half at the rabbit doll Zi Qiao had given him. Not a single word was repeated.

As she was cursing, she suddenly thought that the words she used to scold Lu Ziqiao an hour ago were not harsh or mean enough, so she just started scolding her again.

He scolded Lu Ziqiao until his head felt dizzy, and then he fell asleep. Even in his dream, he was scolding Lu Ziqiao with a cry.

When I woke up, my dear, my eyes were swollen like a goldfish.

Yifei and Meijia looked at each other's weak looks, and then at the energetic curry sauce next to them, and could only say with emotion: Being young is good, not only in good health, but also without worries.

The huge worries about curry sauce are not as good as the happiness of eating 6 large meat buns in one go.

Yifei urged: "Okay, curry, hurry up and knock on the door to ask everyone to get up. If it's a little later, we won't even have to eat lunch, and we'll just be hungry and wait for Zeng Xiaoxian to come back for a big meal."

"Okay, Sister Yifei." Curry Sauce picked up a chopstick and pierced the braised eggs on the table. He took the chopsticks and braised eggs and ran to knock on Zhan Bo and Wanyu's door while eating.

With the figures coming and going like the wind, everyone in the love apartment came to the dining table one after another.

Zi Qiao yawned and sat in his seat and looked around: "Where is Teacher Zeng?"

After he finished chatting with Nanfeng early this morning, he didn't know if the basin of ginger soup he drank was drugged by Nanfeng. Even in his dreams, Nanfeng said these words to him.

So although Ziqiao was still afraid of facing the unknown consequences, he still decided to solemnly apologize to everyone while everyone was around.

Anyway, extending your head is a sword, and shrinking your head is also a sword. As Nanfeng said, the result of an apology will not be worse than not apologizing.

Done!

Meijia sat next to Ziqiao, unwilling to even look at him.

Yifei looked at the time: "Zeng Xiaoxian should be on his way to the TV station at this point. He probably has to put on makeup and make other preparations before the audition."

"Huh?" Zi Qiao was dumbfounded.

He finally made up his mind with the thought that the long-term pain would be worse than the short-term pain, but the most important thing was that Zeng Xiaoxian was not here, so he could only postpone his apology until dinner time tonight.

But the death penalty is not scary, but the process of waiting for the death penalty is scary.

I have to wait like this uneasily for at least six hours!

[Heaven, earth, kill me with one sword! 】

Since everyone in the apartment had not arrived yet, everyone was not in such a hurry to eat, but chatted without a word.

Yu Mo complained about the nightmare he had in the early hours of this morning: "I dreamed that I was lying on a bed that was constantly vibrating. Boxing champion Tyson was wearing a set of women's sexy pajamas that I knew very well and said that he was a warrior in golden armor and could grant me three wishes. .”

"Wait a minute." Wan Yu interrupted Yu Mo's speech, "There is too much information in your paragraph, let me sort it out first."

Constantly vibrating bed, boxing champion Tyson, women's sexy pajamas, warriors in golden armor, and Aladdin's magic lamp.

This is nothing.

Yifei drank the soup with a guilty conscience, not daring to say a word.

The bed was constantly vibrating, probably because I couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning.

Not to mention sexy pajamas for women. As for why they were worn by boxing champion Tyson...

Qin Yumo, is this how you miss me?

Yifei secretly hated her and secretly swore that one day I would sleep in your bed, wear your clothes, use your skin care products, seduce you... Forget it, it would be such a disadvantage.

It's all Zeng Xiaoxian's fault. Watching The Temptation Home every day made me remember the plot.

"Okay, I figured it out." Wan Yu took a deep breath, "What next?"

"Then my first wish was for me to have a romantic love that was not bound by worldly ideas."

"Did that wish come true?"

“It happened, we met on the Titanic and fell in love at first sight, and decided to be together despite family and worldly objections.

"Then the Titanic was shipwrecked. I floated on the small plank and held on to my lover tightly without letting go until we were beaten by the waves into a large desert.

"In the end, my lover sacrificed himself and used all his nutrients to support me out of the desert."

"Wow, it's so romantic." Meijia and Wanyu looked full of admiration, and even Zhanbo's eyes almost had stars.

Why are you, a grown man, so longing for me?

Yu Mo sighed: "It's indeed very romantic...if my lover wasn't a star fruit."

Everyone:? ? ?

Yang, star fruit!

Falling in love at first sight, regardless of the opposition of family and worldly affairs, holding on to the lover and never letting go, the lover sacrifices himself...

What was originally a very romantic love story would suddenly become weird if the male protagonist was replaced by a star peach.

Can you imagine Yu Mo clutching a star fruit in a shipwreck?

Zi Qiao marveled: "What a romantic love that is not bound by worldly concepts."

This is cross-species, isn’t it romantic enough?

The longing in Zhan Bo's eyes dimmed instantly: "But this is too unfettered by secular concepts."

"How else would I say I had a nightmare."

Yifei became interested now: "Keep going, I'm now starting to be curious about the remaining two wishes."

Yu Mo said with lingering fear: "I thought since love is so unreliable, then I need money. I made a wish that I would have enough money to be packed in a sack and a mountain of gold."

"Did your wish come true?"

"Of course, I had enough money to put in a sack, all in big denominations, and it filled my whole house."

Now everyone except Wanyu was envious.

"It's not a lot of money." Wan Yu muttered.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mo actually gave Wan Yu a thumbs up: "Yes, it's really not much, and it's pitiful. The money is all in Zimbabwe dollars. Billions of Zimbabwe dollars are equivalent to one RMB yuan. I went to the street to buy them. It costs several sacks to carry an egg.”

"Ah." Meijia was shocked, "What about Jinshan? Gold will never depreciate in value."

Yu Mo covered his face: "It is true that gold will not depreciate, but have you heard of Jingshan?"

"Is it the Jingshan Mountain where all the mountains are hidden underground and the top of the mountain is less than one meter above the ground?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that he really gave me a mountain of gold. The entire mountain range instantly filled up the Mariana Trench, and I couldn't even dig out it."

"What about the third wish?"

"The third wish..." Yu Mo was about to continue, but her eyes were fixed on the door.

Everyone turned around and saw Nanfeng, Curry and Guangu arriving late.

"Guangu, what's wrong with you?" Yifei asked in surprise.

Guan Gu, who was walking in front of the three of them, looked depressed, his eyes were dull and confused, and the corners of his mouth were curved downward, looking fierce.

He has a messy head like a chicken coop, with several paintbrushes stuck sideways on his head, and his body and hands are covered with paint of various colors.

Nanfeng shook his head: "He locked himself in the room and refused to open the door. He was mumbling inside the door as if he was scolding Mario. We had to talk to him before he agreed to come out and have a meal first. But as soon as he opened the door, This is what it looks like.”

"This is... the latest performance art?" Wan Yu guessed.

Nowadays, not many artists like to engage in performance art. Maybe Sekiya will suddenly start to follow the trend.

Hu Yifei boldly guessed: "I can't see it, it feels more like an early sign of Alzheimer's disease."

Her guess was indeed too bold.

In the end, Meijia, who is Guangu's life assistant, told the truth: "Looking at his situation, he should be stuck in the draft."

Zi Qiao suddenly realized: "I just can't draw anything."

"でたらめを言う! (Nonsense!)" Sekiya was furious, "I just have no inspiration."

"Guangu, calm down."

After Nanfeng comforted Guangu, he asked Meijia: "How many days are left before his deadline for submission?"

"I'm not sure about the specific time, but it should be within the next few days." Meijia looked guilty.

She was obviously Guan Gu's life assistant, but yesterday she was so busy with Zi Qiao's affairs that she didn't even notice Guan Gu's condition. She was really unprofessional.

This is all Lu Ziqiao's fault.

Meijia stepped on Lu Ziqiao hard.

"Ah!" Zi Qiao cried out in pain.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, Zi Qiao could only bear the pain and said with a smile: "I mean, ah, inspiration can't be found in a room.

"Guangu, let's eat first. Only when we are full can we have enough nutrients to supply our brains. Maybe we can figure it out by then."

Guangu was forcefully pinned to his seat by Nanfeng and Curry Sauce.

"Eat first, talk about anything while eating."

Guangu picked up the chopsticks in a daze, put it into the bowl with the chopsticks, handed it to his mouth, and started chewing mechanically.

"Guangu..." Meijia pointed to his empty bowl, "I haven't helped you fill the rice yet."

I'm coming.

Let me report to you what happened yesterday.

Ge Ge’s uncle, aunt, and aunt also came all the way to celebrate her birthday with her mother. Her brothers and sisters celebrated her birthday with her. Her mother had a very happy birthday, and she was smiling all day long.

Although Pigeon and my uncle and aunt both bought cakes, there is no such thing as too many blessings. We also distributed the extra cakes to the surrounding neighbors.

Thank you again for your support and blessings. Everyone's kindness is like a small candle. Although it cannot light up the whole world, it is warm and bright enough.

The pigeon is very grateful and wishes everyone all the best in everything they wish for. I also wish all your parents happiness.

Your friend the Sweet Potato Pigeon.