Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 445 Magpie Bridge

"No, I..."

Nanfeng was at a loss for words. Facing Yu Mo's shy yet questioning gaze, he knew his explanation was unconvincing, but he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, it's a conditioned reflex."

"Is that so...?"

Yu Mo glanced at Nan Feng questioningly, then lowered her head shyly. It was clear that she didn't quite believe what Nan Feng was saying.

Yu Mo wasn't an illiterate person who hadn't even studied junior high school biology; she knew that conditioned reflexes required external stimulation.

I could barely attribute Nanfeng's face-touching earlier to a conditioned reflex of prioritizing romance over friendship, but he inexplicably rubbed against my leg—I couldn't possibly blame that on a conditioned reflex.

Just as Yu Mo was thinking this, Nan Feng suddenly lifted his right leg slightly again, and his toes brushed against his thigh once more.

"what!"

Caught off guard, Yu Mo let out another scream, looking at Nan Feng with embarrassment and anger: "You're doing it again?!"

Nanfeng, with a bewildered expression, repeated the explanation he had given countless times that day.

"Yu Mo, believe me, it's all because of that damned conditioned reflex!"

"I really didn't mean to, but I just couldn't control myself."

Yu Mo snorted and muttered shyly, "Are you trying to say that your conditioned reflex is to act like a hooligan?"

"Besides, we're just sitting here quietly, without any external stimuli. Where would you get a conditioned reflex?"

"Forehead……"

Yu Mo's words left Nan Feng speechless. In fact, he couldn't understand why his right leg had twitched twice for no reason.

Moreover, no matter how much Xiao Hei punched it before, it never showed any conditioned reflex.

and many more!

Nanfeng had a flash of inspiration and suddenly understood the truth of the matter.

Could it be that the previous knee-jerk reaction test on the right leg did produce a conditioned reflex, but only in this leg...

Was it that much slower?

Nanfeng felt as if thousands of alpacas were passing by; he truly hadn't expected his damned reflexes to be this slow.

This is almost as far as Grandma's house!

Seeing that Yu Mo was still looking at him like he was a hooligan, Nan Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart about this damned conditioned reflex.

Why does my right leg have to reflex at this particular moment, of all times? It looks like I'm deliberately being a scoundrel.

And since the reaction time is already so slow, why not slow it down even more?

It would be much better if he could just wait until three days after his death to have any reaction, so that he could lie in the coffin and kick around a few times, making a ruckus and scaring his descendants.

[Any of you bastards who dares to laugh and joke at my funeral, watch out, I'll kick the coffin lid over and drag you all down with me!]

Nanfeng inwardly berated herself without restraint.

If he has to be careful about how much he criticizes others, then he goes all out when he criticizes himself.

Suddenly, Nanfeng had a flash of inspiration; he thought of something very important.

Xiao Hei hit his right leg a few times with a hammer before, didn't he?

Two hits or three hits?

Depend on!

Nanfeng realized what was happening and tried to pull back his right leg, but it was too late.

His right leg jumped up again, and this time the conditioned reflex was much faster and stronger than the previous two times.

After all, how could an inflatable soft hammer or a rubber soft hammer possibly match the striking force of a small wooden hammer?

Nanfeng raised her long legs high, her toes lightly brushing against the inside of Yumo's calf, and then...

He draped his entire leg over Yu Mo's thigh.

"what!"

Yu Mo screamed for the third time, and this time her scream attracted the attention of the nearby waiters.

"Hello, miss, what happened? How can I help you?"

"No, it's nothing."

Yu Mo glared at Nan Feng in embarrassment and annoyance before pretending nothing had happened and saying, "Just now, a big rat ran past my feet."

As she spoke, she glanced subtly at Nanfeng, then gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Three times!"

Nanfeng smiled sheepishly.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately became nervous.

Although she felt that her restaurant was always very clean, who in the catering industry can guarantee that there are absolutely no rats in the restaurant?

She gave Yu Mo a slight bow: "We are very sorry to have disturbed your meal. Please wait a moment, and we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Yu Mo was about to stop the waitress and tell her not to make a fuss, but she had already run away in a hurry.

Nanfeng laughed and said, "Seeing how hurriedly she ran away, I really don't know if she's being responsible or just afraid of mice."

"snort."

Yu Mo glared at him: "You still have the nerve to joke around? Hurry up and put your foot down!"

You've gotten my skirt all dirty!

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng withdrew his foot with a sheepish grin.

Yu Mo glanced at Nan Feng, then slapped his hand in embarrassment and annoyance: "Nan Feng, can you stop fooling around? This is a public place, and there are so many people here."

"Forehead……"

Nanfeng seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Does she mean that as long as it's not a public place and there aren't so many people around, she can act recklessly?

bah bah bah!

When have I ever acted recklessly?

Nanfeng anxiously explained, "Yu Mo, you've really misunderstood. It's all because of that..."

"...That damn conditioned reflex."

Yu Mo rolled her eyes at Nan Feng: "Do you think anyone would believe what you're saying?"

Then he lowered his head and muttered softly, "Anyway, I've never seen such a conditioned reflex for being a scoundrel before..."

Nanfeng painfully rubbed his forehead; he could now understand how Zhang Wei felt when his reputation was damaged last night.

My lifelong reputation is ruined!!!

Nanfeng completely gave up on the idea of ​​explaining.

Whether it's a conditioned reflex or just being a hooligan, it doesn't matter.

This damn world should just be destroyed sooner rather than later!

……

With Nanfeng giving up on explaining, the two, who had lost their appetite because of the incident, got up and prepared to pay the bill and leave, each with their own thoughts.

Just then, the same waiter rushed over with the manager. The manager first apologized to Nanfeng and Yumo profusely, and then took it upon himself to fold their bill in half.

Feeling guilty, Nanfeng and Yumo repeatedly refused, but in the end they couldn't resist the shop manager's enthusiasm.

Finally, the store manager gave them a pair of matching couple mugs that could be used to hug each other, and politely saw them out of the store.

Nanfeng and Yumo, who had unexpectedly gained an advantage, exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat embarrassed.

However, Yu Mo was too embarrassed to turn back and tell the shop manager that there was actually no rat at all, and that Nan Feng was just being a scoundrel.

So the two could only silently memorize the restaurant's name, thinking they would come back to patronize it more often in the future.

And so, they walked side by side back to the apartment, with Yu Mo happily playing with the rather shady couple's cups as they went.

Although this cup isn't worth much money, receiving such a special gift on Qixi Festival is not bad, is it?

"Give."

Yu Mo handed one of the cups to Nan Feng.

Nanfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "You should keep this cup for yourself."

"But I don't need two cups by myself."

Seeing that Nanfeng didn't want it, Yu Mo didn't force him. She just muttered to herself, "If you don't want it, I'll just have to give the other cup to someone else."

"If I were to give it to Youyou... she just started dating Guangu, would it be inappropriate for us to use a matching couple's water bottle?"

"In room 3604, besides Youyou, the only other person is Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei would definitely be happy to receive a free cup..."

"etc!"

Nanfeng suddenly asked, "What did you just say?"

"For Youyou?"

"no."

"I don't need two cups by myself?"

"No, the previous sentence."

"Give?"

Before Yu Mo could finish speaking, she felt her hand holding the cup suddenly become lighter.

"Thanks."

Nanfeng, holding a cup in his hand, said without changing his expression.

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, then she burst out laughing after realizing what was happening.

She smiled and looked at Nanfeng, her words carrying a hint of teasing and a touch of flirtation.

"Didn't someone just say they didn't want this cup? Why did their attitude change so suddenly?"

Yu Mo tiptoed and whispered softly in Nan Feng's ear.

"Or...did that person get jealous when they heard I was going to give the cup to Zhang Wei?"

Is that true?

Nanfeng looked around in surprise, as if searching for someone.

After a fruitless search, he casually met Yu Mo's charming and affectionate eyes and said, "Yu Mo, you must be mistaken. How could anyone not want such a beautiful cup?"

"……south wind."

"Um?"

Yu Mo looked at Nan Feng with a strange expression: "How come I never knew you were such a shameless person?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Nanfeng walked quickly toward the apartment, but Yu Mo noticed his cheeks were slightly flushed and hot.

She hurriedly ran towards the south wind.

"Hey, hey, hey, did I see that right? Nanfeng, were you blushing just now?"

Yu Mo exclaimed excitedly, as if she had discovered a new continent: "So Nanfeng, you can blush too!"

Nanfeng replied without hesitation, "No."

"But I clearly saw your face turn red just now."

"Then you're mistaken."

"Impossible, I was definitely wearing glasses."

"I already said no."

"Yes, it definitely exists!"

……

Night had fallen, and the stars twinkled in the sky.

Rows of streetlights lit up one after another as Nanfeng and Yumo walked side by side.

As the two walked forward step by step, the light and shadow of the streetlights danced on their bodies, their shadows constantly lengthening and shortening under the streetlights, making it seem as if they were standing on an ever-changing bridge.

In this warm interplay of light and shadow, Yu Mo's joyful giggles and Nan Feng's helpless, embarrassed cries rose slowly with the summer night breeze, mingling with the cheerful, noisy calls of magpies tonight.

Here it comes!

Since this novel features many couples, I will try my best to differentiate between them. I hope you enjoy it.

By the way, does anyone remember how many times Xiao Hei punched Nanfeng's right leg?

(End of this chapter)