Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 72 The Great Dough Rolling Mobilization

Yifei was very angry, extremely angry.

A surge of anger burned fiercely within her, but she couldn't understand why she was angry.

Was it because Zeng Xiaoxian mocked her noodle-making skills, or because this scoundrel dared to defile her unfinished dish with his hands after using the toilet, or perhaps... Zeng Xiaoxian's overly grating laughter just now?

So what? I'm young, beautiful, have a great figure, a wealthy family, and a high level of education.

The male teachers in school who want to date me could line up all the way from my office to the university gate. Even if you, Zeng Xiaoxian, are blind and can't appreciate my charm, you don't need to laugh so loudly.

Yifei was very angry, but she couldn't hold Zeng Xiaoxian accountable for this.

There are plenty of reasons to get back at someone, but you can't just get back at a man just because he doesn't have a crush on you, can you?

That's so degrading.

I was just looking for a reason to teach Zeng Xiaoxian a lesson, and he delivered himself right to my door asking for a beating, so don't blame me for going all out.

Just as Yifei was about to settle old scores with Zeng Xiaoxian, the door to room 3601 opened.

It wasn't until everyone exclaimed "Oh my god!" that Hu Yifei realized how ambiguous her and Zeng Xiaoxian's current position was.

"It's not what you think, let me explain..." Yifei explained anxiously.

"No need for explanation, a badass life needs no explanation." Meijia, with a lollipop in her mouth, gave Yifei a knowing look.

No need for explanation!

And Mika, why are you so skilled at driving with your eyes?!

"It's not what you think, I'm just anxious..."

Yu Mo looked troubled: "Yi Fei, I know that many girls our age are eager to find a partner, but you can't force yourself on me, that's illegal."

Yu Mo never expected that Yi Fei, who always said she wasn't in a hurry to date, would actually be so eager.

Are we still best friends? It's one thing to keep something like this from others, but to keep it from me is quite another.

unacceptable!

Yifei was both annoyed and amused: "Which of your eyes saw me force myself on you?"

"Forehead……"

Everyone stared wide-eyed as Yifei pressed down on Xiaoxian.

Besides, you can tell who can force whom just by listening to their names, right, between Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian?

If you didn't force him, how could he have forced you?

Putting aside whether Zeng Xiaoxian has the guts, even if he did, he wouldn't have the ability.

Even if they saw Yifei on top of Xiaoxian with a sneer, or even if everyone pushed the door open and saw Xiaoxian on top of Yifei with a lewd grin, no one would suspect that Xiaoxian was forcing Yifei.

At most, I thought the two of them might have some special shared hobbies.

"Sis, even though you're twenty-six this year, there's no need to rush, is there?" Zhanbo hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to respect his older sister's choice. "Fine, Teacher Zeng it is then. As long as you're happy."

Zeng Xiaoxian: ? ? ?

"Zhanbo, what do you mean? Who are you looking down on? What do you mean there's no need to be in such a hurry? What do you mean Teacher Zeng is Teacher Zeng?"

"Am I that bad? Am I really that unworthy of your older sister?"

Hu Yifei: "..."

Great, suddenly I feel there's no need to explain any further.

Zeng Xiaoxian tried to get up to defend his reputation, but Yifei firmly pinned his wrists down with her feet, making it impossible for him to move.

Yifei glared at Zeng Xiaoxian, embarrassed and annoyed.

You're such a troublemaker, all you ever do is make things worse!

The crowd looked at each other.

At first glance, I thought Yifei was forcing Zeng Xiaoxian, but after hearing what Xiaoxian said, it turns out that the two of them are truly in love.

It's alright then, it's just young men and women getting excited.

So everyone exchanged smiles and politely closed the door.

The door opened again the instant it closed, and Zhanbo rushed in. Looking at the man and woman who still had no intention of separating, his heart felt like a thousand horses were galloping through his chest.

This is outrageous! In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what kind of behavior is this!

What if outsiders see this?

It's absolutely appalling!

Zhanbo used the fastest speed of his life...

The living room curtains were drawn.

Zhanbo thought to himself, "That way I won't be seen by outsiders."

Meijia and Curry Sauce rushed in and pulled Zhanbo out the door, muttering comforting words like, "If it's going to rain, it's going to rain. If your sister is going to get married, just let her go."

The door to room 3601 was closed again, leaving only Meijia's concern echoing throughout the living room.

"Please continue, please continue... It's a bit chilly tonight, and the sofa cover is a little dirty. We'd better get something to put on it or cover ourselves up."

Everything happened so fast that by the time Yifei and Xiaoxian realized what was happening, they had no idea where the group of people had disappeared to.

"Zeng! Xiao! Xian!" Yi Fei was completely enraged. "Look at the mess you've made!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; how could they twist the truth like that?

"What does this have to do with me? I'm the one lying on the bottom. I was forced by you, okay?"

Hu Yifei retorted unreasonably, "If you hadn't provoked me first, would all this have happened?"

"I never expected you to be so explosive today, like you've been sitting on a powder keg."

The two continued arguing, oblivious to the fact that their conversation had also become ambiguous due to the previous intimate scene.

Whispers could be heard coming from outside the door.

Hu Yifei gave Zeng Xiaoxian a look that signaled him to shut up. She then tiptoed to the door with a rolling pin in hand.

Yifei suddenly pulled the door open, and apart from Nanfeng, who didn't need to eavesdrop at all, all the other men and women who were eavesdropping behind the door instantly lost their balance and fell to the ground.

"Yifei, we...we just want to hear if there's anything else we can help with."

Hu Yifei's eyes were gentle, and she said in a sickeningly sweet tone, "It's good that you didn't leave, because I really need your help with something."

"Can you all just sit on the sofa, without saying a word, and listen to my explanation clearly?"

"May I?"

Seeing the rolling pin that had broken in two in Yifei's hand, everyone was terrified and answered faster than the last.

"sure."

……

"In short, that's how it is. There's nothing like all that nonsense you're thinking. Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded vigorously, "We understand."

Ever since they saw the broken rolling pin, they've decided that whatever Yifei says is right.

Nanfeng sat to the side, smiling indifferently, only to be glared at fiercely by Hu Yifei.

Nanfeng clearly heard everything with his excellent hearing, but he just held back and didn't make a sound.

This person is deliberately trying to make fun of themselves.

"Alright, it's all your fault. If I hadn't spent so much time explaining to you, I would have rolled out the dough long ago."

Yifei rushed back to the dining table to prepare to roll out the dough, but when she looked at her empty hands, she didn't realize for a moment: "Huh, where's my rolling pin?"

"Where did my rolling pin go?"

The crowd pointed to the halved rolling pin on the ground.

"Damn, I got too excited and didn't control my strength," Yifei muttered under her breath. "What are we going to do now that we don't have a rolling pin?"

"I think the most important thing right now isn't whether we have a rolling pin or not." Guan Gu pushed up his glasses and held up a noodle that was a size bigger than Zeng Xiaoxian's index finger.

"Is this the dough you rolled out with a rolling pin?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Don't you think it's just a tiny bit too thick?"

"So what if it's thick?" Yifei said. "Shaanxi also has belt noodles, which are as wide as a belt, and the people of Shaanxi eat them just fine."

Curry Sauce, being a foodie, couldn't stand it anymore: "But belt noodles are only as wide as a belt, not as thick."

"Sister Yifei, the belt noodles don't feel like they're stuck in your throat. The noodles you rolled out feel like they completely fill your esophagus."

"I think it's alright," Yifei still argued. "Although it's a tiny bit thick, judging by its diameter, I should be able to swallow it."

Zhanbo looked at the thing on the table that he couldn't quite describe as noodles or dough, and felt a chill run down his spine: "I'm worried that if I can swallow this stuff, I won't be able to poop it out."

"If you can't poop, just use some glycerin suppositories." Yifei glared angrily at Zhanbo.

It's one thing for others to say things about me, but you don't even give your older sister any face.

Meijia, who has extensive cooking experience, reminded Yifei, "Noodles will expand to some extent after absorbing water."

"I estimate that this bowl of noodles will be even bigger when it's cooked, and then no one will be able to swallow it."

"To be honest, do you... not know how to roll out dough?"

Yifei stammered, "No way, I'm a great cook, it's just a little dough rolling..."

Her eyes started to dart around, and her hands and feet became unnatural. After a long while, she finally nodded in resignation and admitted, "Okay, okay, I really don't know how to roll out dough. Not to mention rolling out dough, I only learned how to knead dough today."

"Although I've tried very hard to watch those tutorials, I still haven't learned how to roll out the dough. Since I'm running out of time, I thought it would be okay to make the dough a little thicker."

"I admit it, I am the culinary idiot you've always called me. Are you satisfied now?"

Everyone burst out laughing.

"You should have said that earlier, you stubborn fool," Zeng Xiaoxian laughed.

Meijia rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to wash her hands: "So what if you don't know how to roll out dough? Why are you condemning your cooking skills to death?"

"Southerners eat very little noodles to begin with, and even fewer know how to make their own. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Wan Yu chimed in, "That's right. Even a master chef wouldn't dare say they can cook every dish in every cuisine. It's not a big deal if you can't roll out dough."

Meijia washed her hands and gently hugged Yifei: "Okay, it's okay if you don't know how to roll dough. You can learn from me. It's much faster to learn in real life than by watching videos online."

Guan Gu took off his glasses: "It's time to show everyone my amazing dough-rolling skills."

Yifei lowered her head. She wanted to study hard, but she had spoken too harshly just now to save face. Now she really couldn't bring herself to study.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Hu Yifei, who wanted to learn but was afraid of losing face, and shook his head with a chuckle. He also rolled up his sleeves to wash his hands: "Meijia, since you're teaching one person or two, why don't you teach me too? I'm sure I'll learn faster than that idiot Yifei."

Zeng Xiaoxian's words perfectly ignited Yifei's competitive spirit. She raised her head, her eyes burning with a desire to win: "You want to compete with me?"

"Yeah, don't you dare?"

"Let's compete then! Who's afraid of who?" Yifei rolled up her sleeves again, ready for a fierce battle. "Meijia, you'd better teach her well, don't be biased. This time, I'm going to make this bitch submit!"

She refused to believe it. She had been learning from the videos for ages, how could she be worse than Zeng Xiaoxian?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Wan Yu raised her hand to ask to join the competition: "I've never tried rolling out dough before, I want to learn too."

Curry sauce is also getting in on the act: "I want to join in too. Once I learn how, I can roll out noodles myself."

"Alright, today I, Hu Yifei, will prove my extraordinary talent in cooking, hahaha..." Before she knew it, Yifei's confidence had returned.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked up at Hu Yifei, who was laughing wildly, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Although the laughter was somewhat eerie, however…

But this is the real Hu Yifei.

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