Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"Nanfeng, are you there?" This was Wan Yu's voice.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wei quickly waved to Nanfeng and whispered: "Pretend not to be here, pretend not to be here."

"Wanyu, I'm here." Nanfeng shouted towards the door.

He lowered his voice and glared at Zhang Wei: "Please wake up, the light in the living room is so bright, do you think Wanyu is blind and can't see, or is she a fool who can't figure it out?"

"Okay." Zhang Wei nodded.

Wan Yu's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Then can you let me in? I have something I want to talk to you about."

Nan Feng was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, Wan Yu, please wait a moment, I will open the door right away."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Wei grabbed Nanfeng who stood up and wanted to open the door. "Wait until I find a place to hide first."

Nanfeng rolled his eyes at Zhang Wei: "Please Viagra, isn't it a shameful thing for us two grown men to stay together?"

"no!"

Zhang Wei explained anxiously: "If Wanyu comes in and sees these things, she will definitely become suspicious, and she will definitely ask questions.

"If she finds out that I came to bribe you, will I still lose the face of Viagra?"

"What's this?"

Nanfeng looked indifferent: "Didn't Ziqiao and Meijia rub my shoulders and beat my legs openly?"

"Those are Ziqiao and Meijia, and I'm a lawyer!"

"Lawyer...assistant!"

Nanfeng complained silently: "You have to suffer to save face, Lawyer Zhang, you are really becoming more and more like Teacher Zeng."

"No matter who it looks like, I have to find a place to hide first."

Zhang Wei grabbed Nanfeng and warned him repeatedly: "Remember, don't tell Wan Yu that I'm hiding."

Without waiting for Nan Feng to respond, he rushed to the bathroom in a panic.

"no."

Nan Feng was speechless: "Duan Duan didn't hide in the four rooms, but you had to go to the bathroom. It's really amazing."

"Nan Feng?" Wan Yu's nervous and anxious voice came from outside the door.

"immediately."

Nan Feng sighed. Ignoring Zhang Wei who had already run to the bathroom, he opened the door for Wan Yu.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Wan Yu rushing in with her waist bent and tiptoeing, and immediately ran towards the balcony.

When Wanyu saw that the curtain had been lowered in front of the balcony door, she couldn't help but froze.

She looked back at Nanfeng in confusion: "This is..."

Nan Feng hurriedly pretended to cough a few times: "I seem to have a slight cold today. It's best not to blow the wind."

"That's right."

Wan Yu nodded in understanding, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Just right."

"Exactly what?"

"No."

Wanyu ran back to the door with a sneer on her face and locked the door of 3603.

"I mean this way we can chat in peace."

"oh……"

Nanfeng rubbed his chin. Wanyu's unusual behavior after entering the door seemed particularly familiar to him.

He had already vaguely guessed the reason why Wanyu came to look for him late at night.

This, this, this, this is really a deteriorating world, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be.

No, it seems that ancient people were not much better than modern people in this regard.

That's okay.

"Wanyu, please sit down first, and I'll get you your favorite lemon tea."

Wan Yu smiled sweetly: "Thank you Nanfeng."

"It's a small thing."

Nanfeng opened the refrigerator and mixed lemon tea on the spot.

Wan Yu sat on the sofa a little nervously and awkwardly, her eyes moving around 3603 slightly nervously.

Suddenly she locked her eyes on the pile of Zhang Wei's personal collections on the coffee table.

Wan Yu murmured while flipping through the pages: "The damp potato chips, the sprouted potatoes, the half-eaten chewing gum, the remaining row of unscratched scratch tickets, and this pile of McDonald's bagged ketchup and pepper. …

"Nanfeng, what are these things?"

Nanfeng's hand movements paused, and he said casually: "This is the [garbage] I just sorted out and prepared to throw away!"

He emphasized the word "garbage" in a louder voice, which made Zhang Wei, who was hiding in the bathroom and eavesdropping, very unhappy.

What rubbish, these are my private collection!

Especially the winning invoice, it was the only time he won a prize in more than 20 years, and he was never willing to redeem it and put it on him as a talisman!

"Oh, hahaha..."

Wan Yu laughed heartily: "Nan Feng, you have always been a germaphobe and loved to be clean. Why are you now as sloppy as Yu Mo?"

Nan Feng asked curiously: "You also know that Yu Mo is very sloppy?"

"That's right." Wan Yu revealed the truth with one word, "Don't forget that Yu Mo's roommate is Youyou."

"Yuyou is true too."

Nan Feng said: "Sooner or later she will suffer a big loss because of her big mouth."

Wan Yu nodded in agreement with this.

"By the way Nanfeng, do you want me to take away this garbage for you and throw it away when I leave?"

As she said this, Wanyu had already found garbage bags and was preparing to pack the garbage away.

In the more than nine months since she ran away from home, she has transformed from a wealthy young lady who has no fingers in the sun to a little housework expert.

Now Wanyu is able to take care of herself independently except that she has no chance to learn how to cook because Yifei occupies the kitchen.

Nan Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wan Yu's words, and he quickly stopped him.

"Wanyu, don't bother you. I will clean these things up myself later."

Although he also thought these things were useless garbage, they were Zhang Wei's things after all. Who knows if there would be anything in them that he thought was precious...

...But with Zhang Wei's stingy personality, would he really take out the things he thought were precious to bribe himself?

Nanfeng expressed doubts.

But no matter what, let this Pixiu who only takes in but never gives out deal with his so-called private collection himself.

Nanfeng handed the prepared lemon tea to Wanyu.

"Put these garbage aside first, and try to see whether the lemon tea I mixed is better or the lemon tea mixed by Yumo is better."

Wanyu took the lemon tea and smiled: "They are both lemonade mixed with Master Kong iced black tea, I think there should be no difference."

Seeing that Wanyu had already started to drink the lemon tea happily, Nanfeng also sat down and asked directly.

"Wanyu, what's the reason you came to see me so late at night?"

Wanyu heard Nanfeng's question and showed a flattering and fawning smile on her face.

"Nanfeng~"

"Yeah."

Wanyu came over and laughed: "Actually, I didn't come to you for anything big, it's just... it's the selection of the most beautiful suite. Can you help us pass the audition?"

"I knew it."

Nanfeng said as expected.

When Wanyu walked in sneakily like Zhang Wei just now, he had already guessed most of it.

When he saw the smile on Wanyu's face and heard her fawning tone, he completely confirmed her purpose.

However...

Nanfeng smiled and glanced at Wanyu: "You came here empty-handed like this?"

Tsk tsk tsk.

Even Zhang Wei, a stingy guy, knows that bribing the judges requires some practical actions, but Wanyu, you don't know.

That's right, it's probably the first time Wanyu has bribed someone in her life. Before, everyone should have rushed to curry favor with her.

Hiss... Why am I a little excited when I think about it?

"Ah?"

Wan Yu didn't react to Nan Feng's meaning for a while: "Do you want me to prepare something?"

"No."

Nan Feng didn't plan to let Wan Yu, whose pockets were poorer than his face, prepare anything. He asked curiously: "Didn't you decide to reshoot the video today? As long as the quality of the video you reshoot is good enough, you shouldn't need me, right?"

After all, Mr. Zeng and Yifei are also very popular in the residents' committee. As long as 3601's entry video is not as outrageous as before, the other judges will basically let them pass.

"Oh, don't mention it."

Wan Yu said depressedly: "We have to re-formulate an idea when we reshoot the video.

"In the end, it wasn't my turn and Zhanbo's turn to give opinions. Yifei and Mr. Zeng had their own ideas, and their ideas can be said to be completely different.

"But they both think their ideas are right and the other's ideas are simply terrible.

"Neither of them can convince the other, so they keep bickering. ”

She leaned on the sofa like a depressed salted fish: "Although Yifei wins every time they quarrel, Teacher Zeng is not an easy person to deal with.

"Even if Teacher Zeng loses miserably every time they quarrel, he is a typical person who doesn't accept it. Teacher Zeng always gets tough after being cowardly for a while and quarrels with Yifei again, and then continues to lose miserably."

Wan Yu said over and over again: "Fight again, lose miserably again, be cowardly for a while, then get tough again and quarrel with Yifei, and lose miserably again and again."

She held her head and wailed: "We didn't shoot much useful material all day, and Zhanbo and I were trying to persuade Yifei and Teacher Zeng not to quarrel the whole time.

"As a result, they quarreled more and more, and we were about to collapse."

"Normal."

Nanfeng laughed: "It was the same with Tiezhu and Erniu's wedding before. From the decision to have a wedding to the wedding day, they quarreled for almost three months.

"On the wedding day, the two of them were still arguing about the Chinese and Western weddings.

"Tell me, what's the point of arguing now that it's time?

"Let alone a Chinese or Western wedding, even if it's a Middle Eastern wedding, they have to hold their noses."

"So..."

Wan Yu sighed: "I don't think we can count on Teacher Zeng and Yifei."

"Not really."

Nan Feng comforted: "Didn't you shoot the last video very quickly?"

"That's because Yifei took advantage of Teacher Zeng's sleep during the day to finish the video, otherwise how could Teacher Zeng have so few scenes.

"But tomorrow is a rest day, they will definitely quarrel for another day."

"Uh..."

Nan Feng couldn't comfort them at all: "My condolences."

Wan Yu held Nan Feng's hand and said sincerely: "So Nan Feng, we can only rely on you."

Nan Feng wanted to say something, but he suddenly looked towards the door.

"Again? "

Nan Feng had just finished speaking when, in front of Wan Yu's confused eyes, a knock on the door began to sound.

Here it comes