Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 365 Drunk and unaware of being a guest

Nanfeng helped Yumo to room 3603.

He swore that this was the first time he had ever felt an urge to burst into tears after opening his own door.

There were no messy traces of the war, no piles of clothes, no messy bedside tables; only cleanliness and tidiness, and even a faint fragrance in the room.

This is how people should live!

That place was nothing more than a garbage dump!

Nanfeng thought to herself, then helped Yumo to bed and covered her with a blanket.

"Alright, you're done sleepwalking. You can go to sleep now," Nanfeng said softly.

"I can't sleep."

Yu Mo clung to Nan Feng's arm, preventing him from leaving: "I think I'm a bit sensitive to sleeping in unfamiliar beds."

Nanfeng said helplessly, "But I can't move your bed over here."

She chuckled and nuzzled Nanfeng's arm like a docile cat: "If you stay with me, I won't be bothered by the bed anymore."

Nanfeng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When drunk, Yu Mo is like a clever four or five-year-old child. Perhaps this child is very smart compared to her peers, but in the eyes of adults, her cleverness is just a kind of petty cleverness that can be seen through at a glance.

However, isn't the privilege of children that their cleverness, as long as it's not excessive, will be tolerated by adults?

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

Nanfeng sat on the edge of the bed and smoothed her messy hair with his other hand: "I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave, okay?"

"Then I want to hear more stories," Yu Mo said, pushing her luck.

"it is good."

"I want to hear the love story of Lin Daiyu and Megatron."

"...Okay." Nanfeng's eyebrows twitched, but she still agreed with a wry smile.

"I want more kisses."

Snapped!

He gently patted Yu Mo's forehead and said calmly, "Looks like you're really quite drunk; you're starting to talk nonsense."

Yu Mo covered her forehead and groaned a few times, "You don't care about me, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!"

Nanfeng simply looked at her quietly and said, "If you keep acting like a scoundrel, I'm leaving."

As we all know, even the smartest child will end up with nothing if they don't know when to stop being greedy.

"snort."

Yu Mo snorted, but her confidence was clearly lacking.

"Hurry up and tell me a story, I'm getting sleepy."

"You need to give me some time to think about it."

Nanfeng felt rather helpless. He felt he could handle simply telling Yumo a story.

I've voiced so many novels, anime, and TV series in the past two years. Even if I can't write, can't I at least be a literary tailor?

But how should I tell this love story between Lin Daiyu and Megatron?

These two are not even the same species!

In the end, Nanfeng reluctantly fabricated a love story between Lin Daiyu and Megatron, and Qin Yumo's comment on it was...

"What a terrible story."

Yu Mo squinted, resting her head against Nan Feng's thigh, and said with dissatisfaction, "You have to end such a good love story in a tragic way. Are you addicted to tragedy?"

"There's nothing we can do."

Nanfeng complained, "One of these two is a carbon-based life form, and the other is an iron-based life form. This is not just a difference in species, but a difference in the very essence of their life forms."

"In addition, their values ​​were different, their personalities clashed, they lived in different eras, and even their lifespans were different. Logically speaking, it is quite normal for their story to end in tragedy."

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Yu Mo covered her ears and said shamelessly, "I don't care about logic or anything like that, I just want a happy ending."

"Besides, the fact that Lin Daiyu could meet Megatron is illogical in the first place. Why do you insist on making the subsequent developments logical?"

"hiss……"

Hearing Yu Mo's long and logically sound statement, Nan Feng gasped. He gently patted Yu Mo's head and asked, "Are you drunk or not?"

"Of course I'm not drunk. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, okay?" Yu Mo swayed her head and mumbled.

"You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

Nanfeng touched her face, and even now Yu Mo's cheeks were still slightly hot.

He tentatively held up two fingers: "Tell me, how many is this?"

Yu Mo opened one eye groggily, then said with absolute certainty, "Six!"

"Let me ask you again, if one times seven equals seven, then what is three times seven?"

"One times seven equals seven, two times seven equals forty-eight, March 8th is Women's Day, May 1st is Labor Day, June 1st is Children's Day..."

"very good."

Nanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile bright, and he clapped and cheered, "So you're deliberately imitating Meijia instead of everyone else, huh?"

He forcefully tugged at Yu Mo's cheek: "Pretending to be drunk to fool me?"

"no."

Yu Mo covered her head with the blanket and said, "I'm really drunk."

"Drunk my foot!"

Nanfeng relentlessly pulled back the covers: "I knew it! How could you go to take a shower alone when you were so drunk? Turns out you were just making a fool of the seven of us."

"Little Fatty Qin, you really know how to have fun."

How did you know my old nickname?!

Yu Mo was startled at first, then she muttered a complaint in a low voice, "That wretched Yi Fei!"

Who else but her would tell Nanfeng their nickname!

Nanfeng simply smiled and remained silent.

[Once, while playing a game with Nanfeng, Zhanbo casually remarked: "Nanfeng, let me tell you, Sister Yumo was really chubby when she was little. I remember she had a nickname back then: Little Fatty Qin."]

Nanfeng's lips curled up slightly upon hearing this: Qin Xiaopang? Interesting... Then who's the fattest guy in their class?

[Zhanbo replied: There was no "Big Fatty." The reason Yu Mo was called "Little Fatty" was because she was too short at the time, so she couldn't be called "Big Fatty."]

To be precise, their class only has Little Fatty, Little Little Fatty, Little Little Little Fatty...

"So you're not even pretending anymore?"

Nanfeng remained all smiles, seemingly unaffected by Yu Mo's feigned drunkenness.

Yu Mo smiled awkwardly upon hearing this.

[In her inner world, Yu Mo shakily steadied herself, then confessed.]

Okay, I admit I was faking being drunk just now.

Actually, I'm the type of person who gets drunk quickly, but also sobers up quickly.

[I had almost regained my sane senses after the end of the three-way world war, but I was still a bit out of control of my body and excessively excited.]

She shrugged and said, "I was originally going to confront them, but Nanfeng just happened to come back."

The opportunity is right in front of me. If I don't seize it, what's the difference between me and Teacher Zeng?

Besides, I only acted like I was 80% drunk, which shouldn't be too much, right?

She stuck out her tongue sheepishly, then pulled the blanket over her head again, effectively telling Nanfeng to leave.

"You can leave now, I'm going to sleep."

"Do you want to sleep now?"

Nanfeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Don't you want to hear another story?"

She timidly revealed her eyes: "What story?"

"Once upon a time, there was a person who always pretended to be drunk, and then..."

"And then what?"

"Then……"

Nanfeng was only halfway through her sentence when she flicked Yu Mo's forehead with her finger: "And then she will be condemned by everyone tomorrow."

As he spoke, he got up to leave.

"Hey, don't be a liar and tell on me!"

Yu Mo didn't even notice the pain in her forehead; she grabbed Nan Feng's arm and pulled him back.

Perhaps she was still a little drunk and didn't control her strength properly. With one too much force, she pulled Nanfeng directly onto the bed.

Nanfeng didn't really intend to leave; he was just teasing Yumo.

In fact, if Yu Mo just pulled him casually, he would "reluctantly" stay and play house with her for a while longer.

Since I wasn't planning on sleeping tonight anyway, and I was bored in the middle of the night, I figured I might as well tease Yu Mo instead of staying on the balcony by myself.

Unexpectedly, this tiger girl seemed to be using all her strength, and he lost his balance before he could react, falling directly onto Yu Mo.

The thin blanket in early May was of no use in blocking the two of them; Nanfeng felt as if she had fallen into a warm water sphere.

Yu Mo hadn't realized what was happening yet; she just instinctively wrapped her arms around Nan Feng's neck to prevent him from leaving.

She complained angrily, "Playing is fine, making a fuss is fine, but you can't just act like a scoundrel and tattle."

Looking at Yu Mo, whom he had pinned down, Nanfeng felt a slight itch in his throat.

Nanfeng coughed lightly and said, "Qin Yumo, could you please take a look and tell me who's really being unreasonable between us?"

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment before realizing how intimate her current position with Nan Feng was.

She let out a soft "ah" and released her hands, then her expression subtly changed. She reached into the blanket and rummaged around for a while before finally pulling out a lipstick.

"Huh, why is there a lipstick in my pajamas out of the blue?"

Nanfeng: "...Isn't your memory a little too bad?"

"Is it really that bad?"

Yu Mo looked up and met Nan Feng's gaze. As she looked into Nan Feng's affectionate peach blossom eyes, she felt her remaining drunkenness begin to surge again.

Driven by alcohol, Yu Mo asked a question that she would never have asked if she hadn't been drunk.

"Would you like to... try the taste of my lipstick?"

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng's eyes widened, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.

He swallowed hard, then stood there, stunned.

Seeing this, Yu Mo simply twisted the lipstick slowly, while Nan Feng didn't react at all throughout.

Suddenly he looked sharply in the direction of 3604: "What's going on? Even tied up so tightly, Zhang Wei can't be contained."

"No, I have to go check on him."

Nanfeng quickly got up and ran towards 3604, leaving Yumo holding up her lipstick with a disheveled expression.

"Hello!"

Yu Mo said angrily, "At least let me finish applying your lipstick before you leave!"

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng stumbled, then ran even faster.

Yu Mo slammed the lipstick heavily on the bedside table in a fit of anger, then gritted her teeth and muttered under her breath.

"Zhang Wei!"

I'm coming

Because of the review process, some parts were deleted or modified; you should be able to tell which parts were deleted.

To be honest, I haven't driven much.

(End of this chapter)