Love Apartment: My Happy Life

While Qin Ying was preparing to cook, Wanyu and Zhanbo did not give up the opportunity to please Hu Yifei.

Wanyu ran to Hu Yifei and took the milk and Oreo from Lu Zhanbo's hand.

Lu Zhanbo immediately became excited and asked, "Why did you steal the milk I gave to my sister and drink the Oreo?"

Wanyu was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. She looked at Hu Yifei with a sweet smile on her face.

Then I heard Wanyu say gently: "Fei Fei, how can you eat this kind of food with your status? I have prepared a hot meal for you, and it will be out of the pot soon~"

If Wanyu's dear old father were here, he would definitely be angry when he saw Wanyu's flattering look.

My daughter must have suffered so much that she ended up like this. She has never tried to please me like this since she was a child.

Lu Zhanbo snatched the Oreo from Wanyu's hand and shouted, "You don't even know when it will be ready! Are you going to let my sister starve?"

After questioning Wanyu, she took the milk and Oreo in her hand and moved closer to Hu Yifei, saying flatteringly: "Sister, let me twist it for you, and then lick it, and then we can soak it in milk, it will be the most delicious this way!"

"If that doesn't work, I can lick it for you!"

Hearing this, Hu Yifei showed an embarrassed look on her face: "This is not necessary."

Wanyu next to him also said with disgust: "Zhanbo, you are so disgusting and unhygienic!"

As for Bai Zhi, she was busy in the kitchen with Qin Ying and didn't pay any attention to this side at all.

Although Baizhi can't cook, it doesn't stop her from loving it. After all, she has a great chef at home!

Wanyu pinched her hands into orchid fingers, imitating the manners of a Qing Dynasty palace maid, squatted beside Hu Yifei, and asked in a sweet voice: "Feifei, do you need me to help you with anything? I can make the bed!"

Hu Yifei thought for a moment and said, "But I've already laid it out!"

When Wanyu heard this, her expression became obviously dejected, "Oh~"

Hu Yifei said to Wanyu to comfort her, "But you can mess it up and lay it out again!"

Hearing Hu Yifei say this, Wanyu excitedly wanted to go to Hu Yifei's room to re-make the bed, but stopped halfway.

Because she heard Lu Zhanbo's voice.

All I saw was Lu Zhanbo with a flattering smile on his face, saying to Hu Yifei: "Sister, let me help you massage your legs~"

Of course, Wanyu would not be willing to fall behind. The bed had already been made, so there was no need to make it again.

So he walked back, went to the other side of Hu Yifei, and moved the other leg up.

"Fei Fei~, let me give you a leg massage too!"

Qin Ying and Bai Zhi, who were in the kitchen, couldn't help but shook their heads as they watched the two people vying to please Hu Yifei.

Qin Ying sighed and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years of founding the country, there are still slaves!"

Bai Zhi said with the air of an experienced person, "I can only say that these two are too young. They were fooled by Sister Yifei like this!"

Qin Ying looked at Bai Zhi and teased, "You make it sound like you're really old!"

"Although I'm not very old, I've experienced a lot!" Bai Zhi said unconvincedly as she recalled the days when she was dominated by Hu Yifei while studying.

Qin Ying asked curiously, "Who do you think will win in the fight between Zhanbo and Wanyu?"

Bai Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Although Wanyu is my best friend, I still want to say that Zhanbo has the upper hand when it comes to pleasing Sister Yifei!"

"why?"

"Have you ever heard the saying 'A brother is always his sister's most loyal servant!'?"

Hearing this, Qin Ying also remembered that Bai Zhi also had a younger brother, and asked suspiciously: "You didn't oppress your younger brother like this when you were at home, did you?"

Hearing Qin Ying slandering her, Bai Zhi hit Qin Ying with the dish in her hand and corrected him, "What do you mean by oppression? It's obvious that the boy did it voluntarily, okay? Don't make me sound so evil!"

"Besides, that brat would only treat me like this when he's short of money. Otherwise, why would he try to please me? What's wrong with me trying to make my money worth spending?"

"Oh~, I understand, it's just like Sister Yifei and Zhanbo now!" Qin Ying suddenly realized.

There's nothing he can do about it. He's an only child and doesn't understand the ins and outs of it at all.

At this time, Bai Zhi looked at Hu Yifei sitting on the sofa with her legs open, and kindly reminded her, "Sister Yifei, isn't this a bit unseemly for you guys?"

Hu Yifei looked down at herself and realized that it was indeed not very decent, so she pulled her legs out of the two men's hands.

Seeing that they couldn't press their legs, the two men started to move on to other areas and ran behind Hu Yifei to press her shoulders.

While enjoying the massage, he whispered, "I never thought that one day I could enjoy the life of a landlord. No wonder those people like to get a massage. It's really comfortable!"

It’s a pity that Qin Ying was cooking and didn’t hear what Hu Yifei was saying. Otherwise, she should explain to her that some people don’t just go there to enjoy a massage.

If this massage is authentic, I won’t take it with me. If I go, it’s not authentic!

Qin Ying was concentrating on cutting the vegetables when he seemed to hear a scream. The knife almost slipped and cut his hand, and he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Qin Ying turned to look at Bai Zhi and asked, "Did you hear any screams? It sounded like the sound of a pig being slaughtered."

"No, what's wrong?"

Originally, Qin Ying wanted to ask Hu Yifei, but when he saw the other party's enjoying look, he felt that it was useless to ask.

"Maybe I heard it wrong!"

Facts proved that Qin Ying was not mistaken. The sound came from Guan Gu's room 3602.

If someone came to take a look, they would definitely see Chen Meijia riding on Guan Gu and waving a razor big enough to kill a pig. If they didn't know, they would definitely think that this was a murder for money!

After all, which good man would use such a big razor when shaving?

If you're not careful, it might not be your beard that falls down, but your head. If the skin is scratched, blood will spurt two meters high and directly onto the ceiling!