I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 139 Listening to My Girlfriend 139
Hearing what the handsome boy in front of him said, the boss took another look at the girl wearing glasses sitting across from him, and then at the pink underwear bag that the boy put on the table.

She smiled knowingly, "Oh, I see, I listen to my girlfriend."

The corners of Duan Jiamu's mouth curled up, his ears turned slightly red, he didn't speak, but he didn't deny what the boss said.

Sang Yu: "...?"

System: [Master Sang Yu, is it true that the second male lead is not very good at thinking, what do you order and what does he eat? Could it be that he doesn't know how to order himself. 】

Sang Yu looked at the menu that Duan Jiamu handed over, with the corners of her mouth slightly pursed.

Duan Jiamu saw that Sang Yu hadn't taken the menu in his hand, and smiled at her with a calm voice, "Order, what you want to eat." The system put his hands in his arms and made an arrogant expression :【snort!The number two guy thought it was his treat, telling you to order whatever you want. 】

The corners of Sang Yu's mouth were still slightly pursed, and no waves could be seen in Shan Mingshuijing's eyes.

After a moment of silence, Sang Yu took the menu from Duan Jiamu, pointed at the hot and sour rice noodles and said to the boss, "Boss, I want a hot and sour rice noodles, thank you!"

Sang Yu likes to eat spicy food, and basically does not like spicy food.

Sang Yu finished ordering and handed the list to the boss. The boss took the menu and looked at Duan Jiamu: "Handsome guy, you are the same as your girlfriend, right?"

Duan Jiamu was stunned for a moment, then nodded to the boss: "Yeah."

The boss heard what Duan Jiamu said, took the menu, and then went to the back kitchen.

The system glanced at Duan Jiamu in surprise, then turned to Sang Yu and said: [Master Sang Yu, isn’t the second male in this campus article from Shancheng? I remember that people over there are afraid of spicy food, Why is he still ordering the same as you? 】

Sang Yu pursed her lips, looked at Duan Jiamu, and answered the system's words lightly: [I don't know either. 】

Soon, the boss cooked two servings of hot and sour rice noodles and served them up.

Sang Yu took a pair of chopsticks, stirred a few times, and then began to lick the rice noodles with her head down.

Sang Yu took a few mouthfuls, raised his head, and saw Duan Jiamu's eyes were still fixed on the bowl of rice noodles in front of him.

Sang Yu looked at the thick layer of red oil floating in Duan Jiamu's bowl, pursed her lips slightly, and then asked Duan Jiamu in a soft voice: "Student Duan Jiamu, why don't you eat it?"

At this time, Duan Jiamu's eyes moved away from the bowl, looking at the rice noodles full of red oil and pepper, and looked at Sang Yu who was sitting opposite him.

At this time, the little tablemate had some red oil around his mouth, and this bowl of rice noodles seemed to be twice as big as Sang Yu's little head.

Sang Yu seems to really like to eat rice noodles with this flavor.

Duan Jiamu is from Shancheng, he likes sweet but fears spicy.

But he said that he wanted to eat the same as Sangyu, and if he didn't eat it now, it would be a bit difficult to end.

Duan Jiamu took a pair of chopsticks, pawed on the bowl a few times, and pushed some of the red oil away.

This boss is quite generous, with a thick layer of red oil on top, and dense pepper pieces under the red oil.

Duan Jiamu picked up a chopstick full of chili pieces and put it into his mouth. The spicy taste filled the whole mouth, even the inside of the nose was hot.

But he still forcibly swallowed the rice noodles with chopsticks. After swallowing, he felt like the whole stomach was on fire.

Sang Yu looked at Duan Jiamu who was sitting opposite him. Although he ate a chopstick of rice noodles calmly on the surface, in fact, the boy's forehead was covered with dense sweat.

It is estimated that it was hot and miserable.

System: [Master Sang Yu, this male number two really can't eat spicy food, look at him, his head is covered with beads of sweat. 】

The corners of Sang Yu's mouth were tense, noncommittal to what the system said.

When Duan Jiamu finished eating this chopstick and was about to pick up the second chopstick, the chopstick in his hand was caught by the chopstick stretched out by Sang Yu.

Duan Jiamu: "..."

Duan Jiamu followed Sang Yu's chopsticks, and saw her slender white fingers, with sharp and thin points between them, white and tender, they looked very small and beautiful.

Also very want to pinch.

Duan Jiamu's throat tightened slightly, then Ruifeng raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Sang Yu with drooping eyes, with a lazy tone and a smile in his words: "Why are you holding me?"

Sang Yu: "..."

system:【……? 】

Ah ah ah ah ah!Is it dirty?Why does this sentence of male number two sound weird?

When Sang Yu heard what Duan Jiamu said, he thought of what Duan Jiamu said.

There is something wrong with this person, he can't always find the point when he speaks.

Sang Yu's chopsticks let go of Duan Jiamu's chopsticks, and then retracted her hands. She placed the chopsticks flat on the mouth of the bowl, propped her elbows on the table, and looked at Duan Jiamu with her chin resting on one hand.

Duan Jiamu stopped watching, looked at his Sang Yu with his chin resting on one hand, pursed the corner of his mouth, and asked her in a drawn-out tone: "Why don't you eat?"

Sang Yu looked at Duan Jiamu's slightly red and swollen mouth, and wanted to laugh.

For those who can't eat spicy food, if they touch a little chili, they will have an obvious reaction.

Duan Jiamu is fair-skinned and beautiful, and his skin is even more delicate, even girls are jealous.

At this time, the power of the pepper was more clearly reflected on his face.

Sang Yu's expression was calm, and her voice was soft, "Student Duan Jiamu, can you really eat spicy food?"

Duan Jiamu: "..."

Duan Jiamu coughed, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Mmm..."

System: [Master Sang Yu, this male number two is too good-looking, it's obviously not possible. 】

Sang Yu didn't answer the system's words, but took another look at the sweat on Duan Jiamu's face. A gloomy look flashed across his face. He quickly recovered and nodded to Duan Jiamu, "Then continue eating."

Duan Jiamu: "..."

After Sang Yu said this to Duan Jiamu, she began to eat the bowl of rice noodles in front of her again.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Duan Jiamu can't eat spicy food. She also asked him once.

If Duan Jiamu said he couldn't eat spicy food, Sang Yu wouldn't laugh at him.

After all, people in every place have their own eating habits, and it is not a shame to not eat spicy food.

But what Sang Yu didn't expect was that Duan Jiamu actually persisted, saying that he could eat spicy food.

Sang Yu shook her head inwardly.

Duan Jiamu is really stubborn sometimes.

Duan Jiamu watched as Sang Yu began to eat the rice noodles in front of her, and then glanced at a section of red oil on his chopsticks. The corner of his mouth was tightly pursed, then he picked up the rice noodles and stuffed another chopstick into his mouth.

The top of his mouth was still hot, and Duan Jiamu felt that his butt must be uncomfortable this morning and tomorrow morning.

Duan Jiamu ate a few mouthfuls of rice noodles. At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)