Of course, she didn't know what he was doing.

As for how he knew about this kind of thing, it was also thanks to the years that Beichen Yumeng was in the UK......

For her, he knows a lot of girls' knowledge......

"But you can't help me wash it......" Beichen Yumeng collapsed, hurriedly put the medicine in his hand aside, and then reached out and pushed Ling Yifeng away from the washbasin!

"I'll wash it myself, you don't have to worry about it!" She blushed, muttered, picked up her clothes, and rubbed them!

She was on the verge of a complete breakdown!

If it were other men, if they were doing this, she would definitely scold the other party mercilessly for being perverted, hooligan, or something like that!

But the person in front of her who was helping her wash her clothes was Ling Yifeng, but she couldn't say anything.

Especially, the tenderness in his eyes...... And his soft-spoken tone made it impossible for her to associate him with those two unreadable words!

"......" Seeing her nervous and blushing appearance, Ling Yifeng was a little surprised.

In front of him, she is always used to having a dead face, and sometimes she is spicy...... It's unreasonable.

It's rare for him to look like this, with a red face and panic!

He suddenly wondered, if she knew that he had been washing her underwear for a few days, would he faint with a red face now?

Of course, he won't say it!

He shook his head helplessly, then turned to wash his hands under the shower before turning around and walking out of the bathroom.

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On the dining table, there was the medicine that Beichen Yumeng had spent more than half an hour buying for her.

Ling Yifeng opened the plastic bag, looked at the medicine inside, and couldn't help but hook up an arc on his lips.

Here, Beichen Yumeng hurriedly washed the clothes, and then took them to dry with a red face.

When she came back from drying her clothes, her face was still red.

And Ling Yifeng was bringing the cooked millet porridge out of the kitchen, and took out a bowl to serve it for her.

Beichen Yumeng was still trapped in what happened just now, blushing, and even a little afraid to face him!

When she thought of what she had just done, her face still warmed up involuntarily!

Underwear is a woman's most intimate clothing, and she has a ...... when she thinks of being touched by him. Very awkward, awkward feeling.

I even want to dig a hole and bury myself...... I think that when she shamelessly relied on him back then, she didn't feel this way, and she didn't even have any shame!

"I'll wash my clothes myself in the future, you don't have to help me anymore!" After Beichen Yumeng said this sentence with a red face, she blushed and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to wash.

Ling Yifeng shrugged his shoulders a little innocently, he really just wanted her good.

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After Beichen Yumeng came out after washing, he didn't immediately eat the breakfast that Ling Yifeng prepared for him, but took out the thermometer she bought at the pharmacy!

"Lift your head up!" She picked up the thermometer and suddenly said to Ling Yifeng.

Hearing this, Ling Yifeng raised his head very cooperatively.

Beichen Yumeng put the thermometer on his forehead, and after a while, his current body temperature was displayed on the small screen.

38。 5 degrees ......

That's a high fever!

He must have been very uncomfortable, but he still helped her wash her clothes as if nothing happened......

Beichen Yumeng took the thermometer away, but her brows furrowed.