Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

The cold wind howled, Nan Feng and Yu Mo walked against the flow of people returning home under the bright and dim street lights.

How are you, Miss Qin? What do you want to eat tonight? Nanfeng asked Yu Mo with a smile on his side.

Yu Mo was immersed in stepping on the shadows of passers-by. It wasn't until she heard Nanfeng's question that she raised her head and smiled sweetly: Anything is fine.

Yu Mo's everything is okay means that as long as Nanfeng doesn't make some suggestions that are too anti-human, she really can do anything.

Nanfeng thought for a while: It's such a cold day, how about we eat hot pot?

Yeah. Yu Mo nodded in agreement.

Logically speaking, one of them is a voice actor who wants to protect his voice, and the other is a beauty consultant who wants to maintain his appearance and figure. If he can eat hot pot, he should eat as little as possible.

But after tasting or witnessing Yifei's innovative dishes, both of them needed enough stimulation to save their dying taste buds.

In such a cold winter, what can be more fascinating than a steaming hot pot?

Of course it’s the super spicy hot pot!

So Nanfeng asked casually: Can you eat spicy food?

I can only eat a little bit. Yu Mo made a small gesture.

Nanfeng nodded, it seemed like he would have to order the mandarin duck pot later.

If you move here, will it affect your job?

Yu Mo shook his head: Although my home is quite far away from the love apartment, the company is right in the middle between my home and the love apartment. Moving to the love apartment will not affect my commuting time.

She is an independent woman in the new era, and she would not do stupid things like affecting her work because of love.

Yu Mo wants both career and love, both of them!

After receiving the answer, Nan Feng didn't react much, and just continued to walk silently with Yu Mo in the crowded streets.

As he walked, Nanfeng suddenly felt a hand that was red from the cold holding his wrist. The coldness penetrated through the glove along the veins of his arm and slowly penetrated into his heart along with the flow of blood.

Nan Feng stopped and looked at Yu Mo calmly.

This is the time for something to happen.

Yu Mo lowered his head and couldn't see clearly the expression on his face, only his two ears reflected red under the light.

Waves of hot air turned into mist as she opened her mouth: I forgot to bring my contact lenses again. There are a lot of people coming and going... I'm afraid of getting lost.

No contact lenses?

Nan Feng recalled her piercing eyes this afternoon and sighed inwardly.

Only those who believe in you will have ghosts.

He didn't say a word, just firmly and slowly broke away from Yu Mo's hand.

Yu Mo instantly felt like a basin of ice water falling from her head in this cold winter, so cold that she could hardly breathe.

She bit her lip with a look of disappointment, and was about to raise her head with a forced smile to tell Nanfeng that she was actually just joking, when a hand suddenly appeared in her lowered gaze.

And the pair of gloves that I just took off.

The gloves may be a little big for you, but they should be fine for keeping warm.

Nan Feng stared at Yu Mo's hands that were red from the cold and said nonchalantly: Put on your gloves first. If your eyesight is not good, I will lead you slowly.

Yu Mo calmly took the gloves that were still warm and awkwardly put them on himself.

At this time, she had no joy, no excitement, no excitement, and all the previously expected emotions did not appear. All she had was an empty brain and an extremely warm and peaceful heart.

Nan Feng stuffed his left hand, which could not bear the cold, into his pocket, and gently placed his right hand on Yu Mo's wrist.

Let's go.

The cold wind howled and people were noisy.

Only the two of them were silent and quiet, peaceful and warm.

…

It would be better if you could ignore those sneaky figures in the distance.

…

Look, I'm telling you there's something fishy about them!

In front of the milk tea shop, Meijia stood on tiptoes and took off her binoculars and said to everyone.

Zhan Bo scratched his head and said, Nan Feng just took off his gloves and asked Sister Yu Mo to put them on. This shouldn't be considered a trick, right?

south wind? Sister Yumo?

In Zhanbo's impression, they were two totally unrelated people, how could there be anything fishy about them.

What about the wrist strapping? How to explain the wrist strapping? Meijia asked.

Uh... Zhan Bo couldn't answer for a while.

Wan Yu's view is similar to Zhan Bo's: If there is really something fishy between them, wouldn't it be more reasonable for the two of them to directly hold hands or hold each other's arms?

If this matter had happened before, her opinion would still be the same as Meijia's.

However, after experiencing last night's movie theater incident, Wan Yu, who almost misunderstood Zhan Bo, felt as if she had been bitten by a snake once and was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Maybe this is another misunderstanding.

“Oh, Nanfeng is already weird, so there’s nothing wrong with being a little weirder.

And Nanfeng used to be a pianist. He likes to walk on people's wrists, maybe it's a way for him to protect his hands. Zeng Xiaoxian said with great imagination.

Yifei sneered disdainfully: Then you might as well say that Nan Feng comes from a martial arts family, and he put his arm around Yu Mo's wrist to diagnose her pulse.

Yes. Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly realized.

That's right for you! Yifei slapped Zeng Xiaoxian hard on the head, Don't think about it, he doesn't even learn the martial arts passed down from his family, so why should he learn this messy pulse diagnosis? He's a Chinese medicine!

Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine also requires a license. Do you think everyone is like the male protagonist in the novel, who learns some medical skills in the mountains and then goes out to perform acupuncture?

Yifei looked at the four gossips in front of her, folded her arms and said helplessly: You are really sick, you have already ordered the takeaways, and yet you have nothing to do and you come out to stalk me.

You've been working hard all day, aren't you still tired?

I'm tired, but I can still hold on for the sake of gossip.

Zeng Xiaoxian had a wicked smile on his face: In the past, Nanfeng, a bastard, was holding back his jokes to see our jokes. Now I finally have the opportunity to read his gossip.

Meijia handed the binoculars to Wanyu, turned to Yifei and said, Don't worry, sister Yifei, we have curry sauce and Guangu at home, and they will help us pick up the takeout.

Yifei looked helpless.

She originally thought that today's affairs had come to an end, and she was thinking about having a good chat with Yu Mo tonight, but unexpectedly she raised her head and found that the two people had disappeared without a trace.

It would be fine if she was the only one who found out. At worst, she would settle the accounts later in the year when they came back. But when Wan Yu ran to get lemons to deodorize her clothes, she also discovered that Nan Feng and Yu Mo were not in her suite.

Now all the gossips in the apartment were resurrected with full health.

If Ziqiao and the senior brother couldn't hold on any longer, and Guangu and Curry Sauce had to stay to take care of them, then the love apartment would have once again mobilized as a group.

These two people are really looking for trouble for themselves, especially Nanfeng!

Wan Yu stood on tiptoes and looked through the telescope at the backs of the two people walking further and further away: They are about to go far, should we catch up?

It's okay. Meijia raised her phone proudly, As long as Nanfeng doesn't take off the high-tech watch he used for the previous physical test, we can still find him even if he drags Yu Mo to the ends of the earth.

Wan Yu nodded in agreement: Yes, if we follow too close, we will only be heard by the south wind... Is our milk tea ready yet?

I'll ask again. Zhan Bo took the order and ran to the milk tea shop nearby.

While Zhanbo was going to the milk tea shop, Meijia and Wanyu were holding binoculars and discussing something excitedly in front of them. Zeng Xiaoxian quietly came to the side of the worried Yifei.

What's going on with Nan Feng and Yu Mo? Zeng Xiaoxian asked in a low voice.

Yifei was in a daze and replied casually: How do I know what's going on between the two of them?

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his hand to block Hu Yifei: Look.

What are you looking at? Your palm prints? Yifei pushed Zeng Xiaoxian's hand away distractedly, Zeng Xiaoxian, you are so boring.

If you are not afraid that Meijia and Wanyu will hear you, you can speak louder.

Zeng Xiaoxian tilted his head and whispered: If my hand were a mirror just now, you could directly see your worried look.

Don't I know who you are, Hu Yifei?

One is your best friend, and the other is your master's nephew. If you really don't know anything about their current situation, you must be the most excited right now.

As soon as I saw your silent look, I knew there must be something wrong with them.

Hu Yifei was startled, and then said unconvinced: Don't you think I'm tired today, or have something else on my mind?

We who are participating in the competition are not tired. How could you be so tired if you are so much stronger than us? Zeng Xiaoxian patted Yifei on the shoulder, And what's on your mind? You won't be bothered in the morning, you won't be bothered at noon, and you won't be bothered in the afternoon. Are you worried that you haven’t started to worry until now?”

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Yifei's look and knew that she must know something but didn't want to say it.

Or can't say.

As for Yifei, if there is something she doesn't want to say or can't say, it must not be a good thing.

I don't care what your situation is, please act more like yourself. With your sad face now, you don't look like Hu Yifei.

If this continues, not to mention Meijia and Wanyu, even Zhanbo will notice that something is wrong with you.

Faced with Zeng Xiaoxian's friendly reminder, Yifei also nodded: I don't know that a bitch like you is quite useful at a critical moment.

She always thought Zeng Xiaoxian was a fool, but now it turned out that he was quite smart.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the idiot is still an idiot, but this is an idiot who understands her very well.

Let's just call him a considerate fool for now.

You're welcome. Zeng Xiaoxian clasped his hands in his fists with a mean smile on his face, Then am I smarter than you now? Can I stand up and do...

You are really a salty fish. All you want to do is stand up all day long.

Yifei pulled Zeng Xiaoxian's face: It's a pity that a salted fish is still a salted fish after he turns over. He will never be the master in this life.

What can't be done? Zeng Xiaoxian didn't hear clearly for a while.

Owner.

What? Zeng Xiaoxian still didn't hear clearly.

Owner!

Zeng Xiaoxian smiled proudly and said, Hey.

Hu Yifei was stunned when he heard this, and his whole head was empty.

Was he teasing me just now?

How dare he tease me?

This bastard bastard actually dares to tease me!

Zeng Xiao Xian!!!

Hu Yifei's roar was like thunder, causing everyone around him to step back. Several passers-by who were caught off guard fell down on their butts.

Wan Yu and Mei Jia, who were monitoring Nan Feng, were also startled. They subconsciously let go and the binoculars in their hands fell to the ground.

Nanfeng turned around in astonishment and looked at the endless flow of people, with an extremely wonderful expression on his face.

I'm coming

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