Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 60 Not as good as...

Nanfeng clutched his chest and coughed uncontrollably. He forced himself to take deep breaths for several minutes before he could stop coughing.

Fortunately, the water temperature in the water dispenser was no higher than 100 degrees Celsius, and Nanfeng didn't drink the water Yu Mo handed him right away, which prevented him from having any major problems.

As for Yu Mo, before she could even grieve for a few seconds over the collapse of her fantasy, she was scalded by the hot water that Nanfeng sprayed onto her chest.

Yu Mo had just opened her collar to fan herself and cool off when Nan Feng's violent coughing made her throw all the sadness that hadn't even had time to brew in her heart to the wind.

No matter how important fantasy is, can it be more important than the living, breathing person in front of you?

"Perhaps I'm not very good at using your water dispenser. Let me get you another cup."

While Nanfeng was still coughing, Yumo, disregarding her shirt which was already soaked from his spray of water, quickly got up and ran towards the water dispenser, then quickly poured Nanfeng a glass of water.

"Don't worry, I changed the water dispenser's tap, so it definitely won't be boiling water this time."

south wind:"……"

This time, Nanfeng was wary. He no longer had the courage to hold the water glass by the handle and gulp down water without even looking at it.

He gently touched the water in the glass with his fingertip.

Good news, Yu Mo did not pour boiling water.

Bad news, this glass of water is frighteningly cold.

He sighed.

Nanfeng felt that Yifei's worries about him were unfounded.

Before his illness could worsen from eating junk food like instant noodles, fried chicken, and barbecue, he would be killed by Yu Mo, who was so concerned about him.

"I remember this water dispenser had labels above the three taps indicating which one was for heating, which one was for room temperature, and which one was for cooling, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo touched the water and realized that she had poured ice water.

She immediately explained, embarrassed, "Actually, my nearsightedness is a little bit severe, and I usually wear contact lenses, but I forgot to wear them when I woke up today."

"It's okay, I'll get you another cup at room temperature."

"No."

Nanfeng first mixed some of the ice water into the hot water, and then held the remaining ice water in his mouth to lower the temperature of his tongue, which had been scalded by the hot water.

He held up the glass of lukewarm water that had finally been mixed, and helplessly spread his other hand toward Yu Mo, as if to say something.

"See, it's that simple."

Yu Mo, who was so concerned that she lost her composure, was both embarrassed and annoyed, but she soon noticed that Nan Feng's gaze towards her was a little strange.

She followed the gaze and looked down, only to see a wet patch on her chest. The water had soaked through her clothes, making the already light and breathable fabric cling even more to her shapely figure and broad chest.

The worst part was that the two sides of her collar that she had torn open earlier were now lying haphazardly near her shoulder bones, completely failing to fulfill the function of blocking her vision that a collar should have.

And peeking through the open collar, one could see snow-white, full breasts...

Nanfeng stared at Yu Mo, who was almost opening up, with a strange look on his face. He wanted to remind him, but he had a mouthful of ice water in his mouth to relieve the pain and couldn't speak for the time being.

Spit out the ice water, it's unseemly.

Swallow the ice water, or he'll probably cough again.

Wait until the ice water is neither too hot nor too cold before swallowing it. If Nanfeng knew anything about art, he could draw a sketch of Yu Mo in his mind.

Forget it, don't look at what's improper, don't look at what's improper.

Just as he was about to turn his head away as if he hadn't seen anything, he saw Yu Mo quickly look down and then raise her head with a look of embarrassment and annoyance.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Yu Mo asked, emphasizing each word.

This……

How should I answer this?

Even if Nanfeng had another mouth, he still couldn't answer this question, let alone with his mouth full of ice water.

Should I say it looks good or it doesn't?

Just as Nanfeng was thinking of swallowing the water and explaining things to Yumo, Yumo slapped her hard in embarrassment and anger.

"abnormal!"

Yu Mo's slap was very gentle and light, but Nan Feng was so flustered that he couldn't tell the force of the slap.

Yu Mo's slap flashed, knocking the ice water out of Nan Feng's mouth. The ice water gushed out, once again with pinpoint accuracy...

Once again, they have accurately repeated the same mistake.

"what!"

Yu Mo screamed, and the skin on her chest, which had just been scalded red by the hot water, was now being cooled down like the tongue of the south wind.

"It's not what you think, let me explain..." Nanfeng spat out the ice water and was about to start explaining when she saw Yu Mo, whose chest was soaked again, staring at her like she was a pervert.

It seems there's really no need for further explanation now.

Yu Mo hurriedly straightened her wet collar before glaring fiercely at Nan Feng: "What are you all standing there for? Go get me a set of thicker, more neutral clothes. I need to take a shower."

"You want to take a shower? Here?"

"Otherwise what?" Yu Mo said angrily, "My whole upper body is wet right now. If I don't take a shower and change my clothes, I'll catch a cold just like you."

"I don't want to take care of a patient and end up getting sick myself. If I get sick, I won't be so lucky as to have someone else take care of me."

"So, what kind of clothes do you want?"

"Of course it's yours, whose else could it be?"

Yu Mo was so aggrieved that she almost picked up her water glass and threw it at Nan Feng: "I didn't bring any clothes with me when I came here, and the one I'm wearing now is Yi Fei's."

"You can't expect me to go to Yifei for clothes now, wearing a soaking wet shirt. If she misunderstands something, I'll just grab a knife and try to take you down with me, like Meijia did last night!"

Yu Mo's words made a lot of sense, but Nan Feng still felt something was amiss: "If you were wearing my clothes, they would still misunderstand if they saw you."

"Then let's wear your clothes and go to the women's clothing store to buy a new outfit from head to toe. We can also stop by the supermarket to buy some things to prepare for lunch."

"We can't possibly go hungry all day just to make Yifei a bowl of plain noodles that we don't even know if she'll be able to make."

Or perhaps...

Yu Mo thought of a good way to vent her resentment. She winked at Nan Feng, her eyes sparkling with alluring charm: "Or do you want to know my size and then go to a women's clothing store and buy me a complete outfit from head to toe?"

"I'll go get your clothes right away."

Nanfeng got up and walked towards the bedroom. Her body temperature was already a little high because of her illness, and now she felt like she was about to get a fever.

Yu Mo laughed loudly behind him, like a wicked older sister taking advantage of her age to keep making lewd jokes to a naive little brother.

But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Nanfeng went into the bedroom and took out two sets of clothes.

"This one's yours." Nanfeng handed the outermost outfit to Yumo, then showed her another outfit, "This one's mine. How is it? Does it look good?"

"What...does this mean?"

Yu Mo instantly realized she had gone too far, and she forced a smile as she moved toward the edge of the sofa.

Nanfeng smiled and gave her a warm, alluring smile in return: "I just remembered that I was sick last night and didn't take a shower."

"Besides, my hair and hands were all oily from your touch just now, it's really uncomfortable if I don't wash them off."

"So what do you want to do?" Yu Mo asked warily.

"My thought is, since we both need to take a shower, and I'm a patient, why don't we..."

"Together???"

Yu Mo gripped the cup on the coffee table tightly with one hand, thinking that as soon as Nan Feng nodded, she would immediately splash a cup of water on his face, then flee this den of lecherous men to find Yi Fei and teach him a lesson.

"How about... I wash first?"

"Otherwise, you might not even know if there's hot water left after you finish showering, and what if I get even sicker?"

Nanfeng finished speaking quickly, and while Yumo was still stunned, he grabbed his clothes and ran to the bathroom.

"These days, men and women are equal."

"But patients come first."

Nanfeng's cheeky voice drifted from the living room, a voice that bore a resemblance to Zeng Xiaoxian's.

You dared to make dirty jokes and flirt with me.

It's just making dirty jokes, anyone can do that. Even without making dirty jokes, I can still force you to move to the side of the sofa.

If you want to drive me to the point of shame and make me run away, then you need to practice for a few more years.

The petty-minded Nanfeng locked the bathroom door and began to laugh heartily: "Hahahaha...cough cough cough..."

Yu Mo finally realized what was happening. Hearing Nan Feng's somewhat grating laughter, she got up angrily and shouted at the bathroom.

"south wind!"

After thinking about it all night, I've basically decided on the female lead. I could write another romance storyline now, but it would be too tiring.

Furthermore, the author doesn't like stock trading; when reading romance novels, the author prefers either one-on-one pure love or one-on-many relationships.

It can only be said that the order of appearance is very important.

Thank you all for your support. Your friend Sweet Potato Pigeon continues to overcome one difficulty after another on her writing journey.

Hopefully, the ending won't disappoint the author, and will be a beautiful ending filled with love and warmth.

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