I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 196 196 Want... What?Um?
Sang Yu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu must have done it on purpose, his uncle.

Sang Yu withdrew the hand that poked Duan Jiamu's calf, then clenched his fingers into a fist, then took a deep breath, turned his head, took out a tissue, wiped the place where Duan Jiamu's calf was poked just now, back and forth Wiped it several times.

After wiping, she stuffed the tissue back into her pocket, then sat up straight, with her hands attached to the notebook, and continued to read the news.

Duan Jiamu looked at the tablemate sitting upright, and watched the tablemate wiping his fingertips, and suddenly felt amused and annoyed.

The look of the little deskmate getting angry is also cute and tight.

Duan Jiamu looked down at the pen of his deskmate who had been swept under the stool by him. He bent down slightly, picked up the pen, and twirled it in the palm of his hand.

After turning for a while, he turned again, and when he turned, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

After hooking it, he clenched his other hand into a fist and attached it to his lips, and couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

Sang Yu looked at it for maybe a minute or two, when she heard a small laugh behind her.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Damn, this person is such a thief, he even laughed at her.

System: [Master Sang Yu, the male number two is laughing, is he laughing at you? 】

Sang Yu said with a straight face, expressionless: [Laugh with a hammer. 】

system:【……? 】

Sang Yuda was so enraged by the male number two that he sweared. It seemed that the male number two had formed a relationship with Sang Yuda.

Sang Yu clenched her fingers slightly on the notebook.

Duan Jiamu looked at his little deskmate with clenched hands into fists, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Little deskmate, how can he be so cute?

The cute one couldn't help but wanted to tease her, watching her go crazy, he felt more and more fun in his heart.

Duan Jiamu thinks that he is not such a childish person, but since he met his deskmate, he always likes to do some childish behaviors that only three-year-olds would do.

After a few more minutes, Sang Yu felt something pressed against her back. Sang Yu frowned slightly, then turned her head, and saw Duan Jiamu looking at him with a smirk.

Duan Jiamu held the pen she had dropped in his hand, stretched it out in the air in front of her, dragged his tone, and asked her in a straight-faced manner: "Don't you want the pen anymore?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Sang Yu tightened her fingers again, then nodded to Duan Jiamu, "I want it."

After Sang Yu finished saying this, she was about to reach out to take the pen that Duan Jiamu had stretched out in mid-air. Before her finger could touch the pen, Duan Jiamu took it back.

Sang Yu: "...?"

When Duan Jiamu took it back, the corners of his mouth were hooked, his eyes were bent, and he said with a dragged smile, "What do you want? Huh?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

system:【……? 】

Why does the second man's words sound a little weird?

Looking at Duan Jiamu's smiling eyes, Sang Yu always felt that he was smiling a bit maliciously at this moment.

Sang Yu pointed to the pen in Duan Jiamu's hand, "This is it."

Duan Jiamu was almost laughing like crazy at this time, holding back his laughter, he curled his lips and said, "So you want this, I thought you wanted that."

Sang Yu: "...?"

What about this and that, it feels so strange, maybe there is something wrong with Duan Jiamu.

Sang Yu pursed his lips slightly, and then tried his best to appear as calm as water, not to be irritated by Duan Jiamu, with a warm and soft voice, and said to him firmly: "Student Duan Jiamu, please return my pen to me." Well, thank you."

After Sang Yu finished speaking, she thanked Duan Jiamu again.

Duan Jiamu looked at his little tablemate bowing to him with a serious face, and the heat in his heart was instantly cooled down.

Duan Jiamu handed the pen to Sang Yu, and Sang Yu took the pen, nodded to Duan Jiamu again, and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, classmate Duan Jiamu."

Duan Jiamu hummed in a low mood, and Sang Yu immediately turned his head away.

Never looked at him again.

Duan Jiamu looked at the little deskmate who turned his head away and continued to bury his head in taking notes, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Damn, how come there is a feeling of falling flowers, intentional flow, and ruthless water drifting past my eyes.

Duan Jiamu felt that he might really be crazy, the kind of madness that could not be saved.

Looking at the back of his deskmate, Duan Jiamu once again fell into infinite contemplation.

Bian Jiayi said that if he has a dog he likes, he doesn't know in his heart, after all, he has never liked anyone.

But in the dark, it seems that the little deskmate is different from other girls in his mind, which makes him want to get close, to understand her, and even to protect her.

Duan Jiamu wasn't sure if this was the liking that others said.

He said he liked it, but Duan Jiamu felt that the feeling was not so strong, as if teasing her, seeing her at a loss, it was even more fun.

But if it's not liking, what is the feeling of joy after watching her being teased by this hazy throbbing feeling?

Sang Yu was taking notes, remembering that her back was always hot. She glanced sideways and saw Duan Jiamu's eyes were always on her back.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Why is Duan Jiamu staring at her back all the time.

Sang Yu tightened her fingers holding the pen, then quickly turned her head away, sat up straight, and never looked behind again.

Duan Jiamu watched the little deskmate turned his head to glance at him, and then quickly turned his head away. The little deskmate's eyes were blank, and the way he turned around looked extraordinarily cute.

Duan Jiamu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth again.

Although Gu Xixia didn't take a notebook to record, she sat with her back straight.

Maybe it was because Mu Sinian was sitting behind her. She didn't dare to move during the whole news, and her body was jumping tightly. She could only see the reflection on the glass window next to her. Behind him was the figure of Mu Si Nian.

Mu Sinian also sat upright, with his eyes looking straight ahead, probably watching the news on the screen.

Thinking of this, Gu Xixia suddenly felt uncomfortable. What was she looking forward to? How could Mu Sinian look at her.

Thinking of this, Gu Xixia sighed slightly in her heart, and then her body went limp.

She leaned against the back seat, and she didn't know whether it was because she used too much force or the table behind was broken. When she leaned back, she felt that the table behind was loose, and then The desk moved a bit towards the back.

(End of this chapter)