Chapter 258 Biker Girl Qin Yumo (Second Update Last Night, Can Be Skipped if You Have Subscribed)

Yumo?

Isn't she at work?

Nan Feng was confused, but he still replied to Yu Mo's message.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: I am in a school in Yifei, and my sister is also studying here.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: Shouldn’t you be at work now? Why did you just go back to the apartment?

[Harley Quinn]: It’s such a cold day, can’t this beauty just be lazy for a while?

[Harley Quinn]: Just wait for me at the school gate, and I'll pick you up.

Nan Feng was stunned. He was about to reply to Yu Mo and say that he could drive back directly, but in the end he just said one sentence.

[South Wind Knows What I Want]: Okay.

Nanfeng left the parking lot and asked a passing classmate for directions. He bought a cup of hot cocoa on the way and then walked all the way to the school bus stop.

Nanfeng rode the school bus all the way to the gate.

He looked at the time, and it was obvious that Yu Mo hadn't arrived so soon.

"But Miss Qin Yumo, in such a cold day, you can't just use the vest thread to keep warm instead of a vest."

As she said that, she turned back to the motorcycle and went to get the bunch of flowers tied to the motorcycle.

"No! no! no!"

Nan Feng shook his head and refused calmly: "Have you forgotten that I have mysophobia?"

Yumo handed Nanfeng the hot cocoa he had drank, and there were still traces of her lipstick on the straw.

Yu Mo walked up to Nan Feng, stretched out her plump and white, slender index finger and waved it in front of Nan Feng's eyes.

Yu Mo casually threw the finished hot cocoa into the trash can: "Idiot, since I can leave the company, it must be because I asked for leave."

"It's so comfortable. Do you want to take a bite too?"

Nan Feng had already seen this bouquet of flowers when Yu Mo came towards him.

"Did you buy it specially for me, or haven't you started drinking it yourself?"

She took the hot cocoa from Nanfeng's hand, opened it, and drank hard through the straw.

Nan Feng just watched Yu Mo drink hot cocoa quietly, and it wasn't until she had almost finished drinking that Nan Feng asked: "Tell me, what happened?

"Logically speaking, you should be at work. How can you be so free and leisurely driving a motorcycle around the city?"

So Nanfeng could only stand quietly at the school gate and wait.

"handsome guy!"

"Yu Mo?"

Yu Mo smiled and winked at Nanfeng: "Actually, there are motorcycle clothes that don't expose the belly, but in this case, wouldn't my waistcoat line be in vain?"

Nan Feng looked helpless. Did he look like an idiot who couldn't even figure out Yu Mo's request for leave?

"I wanted to ask you why you took leave. It couldn't be because you are addicted to driving motorcycles, right?"

Nan Feng lowered his head and glanced at Yu Mo's exposed waistcoat line: "It's just that I don't understand, why do girls' motorcycle uniforms have to expose their midriffs?

Although the cup of hot cocoa now only had some remaining warmth, Yu Mo still felt warm after drinking it.

“Is there any necessary design concept in this?”

Why tie a bunch of tattered sunflowers to a motorcycle?

Does it have any special meaning? "

Hearing this, Yu Mo snapped his fingers at Nanfeng: "You finally got to the point."

"You look pretty cool here."

"Okay, our cool girl."

The graceful motorcycle girl took off her helmet, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her loose black hair was flying freely in the cold wind.

If it were tattered chrysanthemums, Nanfeng could probably guess the meaning of the bouquet.

Nanfeng took out the hot cocoa he was holding in his arms: "Since the waistcoat line can't keep you warm, how about trying a cup of hot cocoa?"

"It's not that I look cool, but that I am a cool girl!"

Yu Mo turned his head and smiled towards Nanfeng, his eyes flowing like autumn water.

That's why he couldn't figure out what Yu Mo was going to do.

The chrysanthemum is broken.

Just when he was wondering, he saw a black motorcycle speeding toward him, its engine roaring like the roar of a lion.

Yu Mo blinked, then drank on his own.

Wearing a black motorcycle suit and a curvy figure, the motorcycle girl slowly stopped the car in front of Nanfeng.

"There is absolutely no other design concept other than showing off your figure."

Time passed like this minute by minute. Nanfeng waited and waited but did not see the shadow of Yu Mo's red convertible sports car.

"Yes."

Yu Mo was still asking critical questions, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

"Want a ride?"

But a bunch of tattered sunflowers...

Nan Feng marveled at Yu Mo's completely different attire from before, as well as the extremely fashionable black motorcycle under her crotch.

Could this bouquet mean...

Is the day bad?

"Ah, my sunflower!" Yu Mo heard a scream.

She repeatedly confirmed that the bouquet of flowers was completely torn, then rubbed her hair and said angrily: "I must have bloomed too fast just now, and the flowers were not tied tightly, so they were all blown away by the wind."

Nan Feng just looked at the annoyed Yu Mo happily.

Fortunately, he thought the bouquet of flowers had some meaning. After a long time, it turned out that it was just a little sloppiness caused by this big sloppy ghost.

Seeing that Nan Feng was still laughing, Yu Mo said angrily: "You are still laughing, why don't you want to ask me what this bouquet of flowers is for?"

Nanfeng spread his hands: "I'm not a fool, so I can't understand this."

"I'd rather you were a fool." Yu Mo muttered softly.

Fools are just stupid at best, but it's a headache for a bastard like you who pretends to know everything but pretends to be stupid.

Yu Mo pouted, but her hands never stopped moving.

She searched for a long time in the bunch of sunflowers, and finally found a relatively intact sunflower.

Yu Mo handed the imperfect but still bright and high-spirited sunflower to Nan Feng, and said seriously word by word.

"Nan Feng, happy birthday."

Nan Feng just looked at Yu Mo quietly, and there seemed to be a breeze blowing spring water in his peach blossom eyes, causing ripples.

Even though he had guessed it long ago, when Yu Mo really held a sunflower and said happy birthday to him...

Nan Feng's heart still trembled involuntarily.

He took a deep breath and took the sunflower in Yu Mo's hand with a bright smile.

"Many people say that the first bouquet of flowers a boy receives is in front of a tombstone. It seems that I have won over most boys in the world in this regard."

Nan Feng looked at Yu Mo and nodded gently, "It seems that I am lucky..."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. "

"I really didn't expect you to know my birthday at first, so it was Yifei who told you?" Nanfeng asked.

Yumo nodded with a little embarrassment.

Nanfeng's birthday was actually the night she first came to the Love Apartment. She couldn't sleep and asked Yifei about it like checking Nanfeng's household registration.

Of course, Yumo would be embarrassed to tell Nanfeng about this kind of thing.

Nanfeng knew there must be something behind it just by looking at Yumo's embarrassed look, but since Yumo didn't want to talk about it, Nanfeng didn't need to ask.

He just looked at the sunflower in his hand and said, "This should be the most special birthday gift I received today."

"Please, how could I be so stingy that I would give you a sunflower on your birthday?"

Yumo arched her nose playfully, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Nanfeng's looking down on her.

"Giving a gift is not about being generous or stingy, as long as the intention is there. "

Nanfeng didn't care about it. Although he hoped that others would remember his birthday, he never thought about what kind of birthday gift he wanted others to give him.

"But I took half a day off. It's not just to give you a sunflower.

"If that's the case, why don't I wait until the evening to give it to you?"

Yumo said as he got on his motorcycle and waved to Nanfeng: "Let's not talk about this for now, let's get on the car."

"Where are we going?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

"To celebrate your birthday, or do you have plans in the afternoon?"

"That's not the case, but..."

Nanfeng looked at Yumo with an increasingly strange look in his eyes.

First he gave me flowers, then he spent his birthday with me.

Why do I feel like they both got some bloody romance script, and the most important thing is that I got the heroine's script!

"It's OK if you don't have any plans. You're just sitting around anyway."

Yumo handed another helmet to Nanfeng: "You took me out to play for the past six nights. Now it's my turn to take you out to have some fun."

Nanfeng looked back at the school: "But my car is still parked here."

"Then I'll take you back to drive after we're done playing."

Yumo put on his helmet and waved to Nanfeng: "Get in the car."

Nanfeng nodded, stuffed the sunflower in his hand into his sleeve, put on his helmet and walked straight to Yumo's motorcycle.

But as soon as he sat on it, Nanfeng was in a dilemma when he saw Yumo's slender waist.

Should he hug her or not in this situation?

Yumo reminded: "Hold on tight, I drive very fast."

"However, should I drive with you?" Nanfeng thought of a compromise.

Yumo nodded, and just when Nanfeng was about to get off the car, he heard the motorcycle engine roaring violently.

Before Nanfeng could react, Yumo's motorcycle had already started to accelerate.

Nanfeng only felt a strong push on his back, and he immediately understood why the bunch of sunflowers was destroyed like this.

Why do people in the apartment drive either as fast as Guan Gu or as slow as Zhanbo?

Do you understand moderation?

Nanfeng asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Is it too late for me to get off the car now?"

As the motorcycle continued to accelerate, Nanfeng's ears were only filled with the whistling wind and Yumo's playful words.

"You want to run after getting on my car?

"Too late!"