Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Youyou and Meijia on the other end of the phone were also clapping their hands on the table and laughing.

[Tang's Performance Rules]: Meijia, you have a good angle, take a few pictures of Ziqiao's frustrated expression, I want to send them to the family group.

[Tang's Performance Rules]: Remember, close-up!

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: No problem.

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: Picture.jpg

[Tang's Performance Rules]: mua!

At this time, Nanfeng suddenly sent a private message to Meijia.

[Nanfeng Knows What I Want]: Meijia, I want to ask you a question, do you have any particularly exciting, stimulating, and irresistible bets in your Jianghu?

[Peerless Little Diaochan]:?

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: You are not talking about Qianli Jiangling...

[Southern Wind Knows My Intentions]: (ˉ▽ˉ；)...

[Southern Wind Knows My Intentions]: Please stop your adult thoughts that are about to hit me in the face. What I mean is, is there a bet that will make every person in the martial arts world absolutely unwilling to admit defeat easily once they agree to the bet?

Meijia was a little confused when she heard Nanfeng's question.

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: Yes, there is, but why are you asking this suddenly, Nanfeng?

Nanfeng will definitely not tell his true purpose, he thought about it and replied.

[Southern Wind Knows My Intentions]: It's okay, it's just that I was curious and asked Ziqiao before, but he actually kept it a secret and didn't tell me.

[Southern Wind Knows My Intentions]: After thinking about it carefully, I feel that there is no need to ask him, after all, Meijia, you are also an old martial arts person, and you are much more enthusiastic and kind than Ziqiao.

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: That's o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

Meijia was so confused by Nanfeng's praise that she replied without thinking.

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: If we talk about the ultimate bet in the martial arts world, it must be my Tathagata Palm.

Nanfeng asked curiously.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: What is Tathagata Palm?

Meijia sent a smirking expression to Nanfeng.

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: Tathagata Palm means whoever wins can slap the other person ten times!

"Hiss..."

Nanfeng took a breath of cold air when he heard it, and he sent a text message with reluctance.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: Is there a rule about how heavy the slap can be?

[Peerless Little Diaochan]: No, Tathagata Palm means how heavy it can be! The winner is not allowed to wear a ring, but the loser is absolutely not allowed to resist!

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: This sounds a bit too violent, is there any gentler way?

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: There are more gentle methods, which are some very common three-knife six-hole, breaking legs, cutting fingers and other broken bets. Although these bets are outdated, if the other party is an old man, they should still agree.

Nanfeng: (⊙﹏⊙)

He always felt that Meijia had some misunderstanding about the phrase "more gentle methods"?

[Nanfeng knows my meaning]: I understand, then it's better to use the Buddha Palm.

[Peerless Little Diao Chan]: (⊙⊙)?

Meijia, who realized that something was wrong, began to send messages to Nanfeng to ask, but Nanfeng just took back the phone and smiled sinisterly.

Guan Gu shuddered: "Nanfeng, who were you chatting with just now, why are you smiling so evilly?"

Nanfeng thought about it and showed an innocent smile.

"Is there?"

Guan Gu saw this and hurriedly pulled the eldest brother away from Nanfeng a few steps.

Nanfeng was in such a state that he was going to cheat people. He and his senior brother should stay away from him to avoid raising chickens and eating fish (harming the innocent).

…

At this moment, under such a devastating start, Ziqiao used his eloquence to almost wear out his lips, and finally saved Zeng Xiaoxian's image in Wanting's eyes.

He continued to say to Wanting: "In fact, the reason we came to you is because Chen He is writing a novel recently. The protagonist of this novel is a very gentle, intellectual, beautiful and kind girl.

"She is almost perfect and not stained by all the filth of the world. She is more like an angel that God accidentally lost in the world."

Ziqiao exclaimed: "I originally thought that such a girl was just his beautiful fantasy as a bachelor...until we saw you just now, I changed my stubborn and conservative idea. "

As he spoke, he quietly poked Zeng Xiaoxian.

After being reminded, Xiaoxian hurriedly nodded and said, "Xiaobu is right. I originally thought that I just pinned all my beautiful fantasies about women on my heroine. After all, how could there be such a perfect girl in the world?

"Until I saw you for the first time, I was surprised to find that my heroine began to have a soul and showed signs of coming alive."

Wanting was embarrassed by the praise of the two. She blushed and smiled shyly, like a peach blossom about to bloom.

"How can I be as good as you say..."

Xiaoxian looked at Wanting affectionately: "No, you are better than I said."

Ziqiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiaoxian finally got it.

Unexpectedly, Wanting suddenly asked at this time: "Can you tell me what you have written before?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was struck by lightning.

Ziqiao blinked frantically and reminded Xiaoxian to just make up a novel name she had never heard of. Anyway, as long as he was there, he would never give Wanting the opportunity to search the Internet in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was stuck, hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered a few words.

"Abin's high school life was not ideal?"

Wanting's face darkened, and the [Reader] in her hand slapped Xiaoxian and Ziqiao's faces hard.

"Perverted scum!"

"Shameless scum!"

"nausea!"

After the beating and scolding, Wanting turned around and ran away, for fear of being caught up by these two perverts.

Zi Qiao was inexplicably punched in the face, and he was immediately furious: "What happened to the title of the book "Abin's High School Life Is Not Ideal"?

"Isn't it crazy to hit people casually?"

Zeng Xiaoxian: "...Ziqiao, do you never read novels?"

"I can't appreciate novels that are all words."

He covered his red nose that was hit by Wanting, and said very unhappily: "The possibility of a person like me reading novels is less than the possibility of me becoming a father... By the way, what's going on with Wanting?"

Zi Qiao couldn't understand: "This doesn't make sense."

It wasn't until he turned to look at Xiaoxian who looked embarrassed that he realized what was going on, "So there's something wrong with the title of the book you just mentioned?"

"It's not just a problem, it's a big problem!"

Nanfeng and Senior Brother couldn't remember how many times they laughed when they came to this bar today, but this time was definitely the funniest one.

Teacher Zeng, you are so awesome! Admire, admire!

As for Guan Gu, he looked as confused as Zi Qiao.

The two of them didn't understand what was wrong with what Zeng Xiaoxian just said, let alone what Nan Feng and the senior brother were laughing at.

In the end, Nanfeng leaned on the table and smiled weakly: "Teacher Zeng really likes you, and he actually used the beginning of a classic pornographic novel as the title of your book.

"Even if Wanting has never read the famous Liu Bei (yellow book), she should have at least heard of it."

"oh……"

Zi Qiao was suddenly enlightened. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word "oh" from between his teeth.

Then Zi Qiao stared at Xiao Xian fiercely, wishing to cut him into pieces.

You, a pornographic writer, told Wanting that she looks like your heroine. This is no longer a lewd tease, this is sexual harassment from a pervert!

No wonder this Wanting is so violent that she wants to hit someone.

If it were the girls in the apartment, I would have given them two perverts one blow to cut off their children and grandchildren.

But rather than angry, Zi Qiao was more confused and puzzled.

"No, Teacher Zeng, why do you say that?!!"

Zi Qiao expressed that he could not understand Zeng Xiaoxian's behavior of seeking beatings.

Xiaoxian shrank his neck and explained with a smile.

"If I say... I was too nervous at the time, and a lot of novel titles flashed through my head, but in the end I didn't know how to muddle through and said this sentence, Zi Qiao, will you forgive me?"

"What do you think?"

Zi Qiao cursed in a low voice: "Fuck!"

Coming, coming

The word count of the chapters has been a little low these two days. Let’s adjust it back to the normal word count tomorrow.

Woohoo, my hard drive! ! !