I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 210 210 What a fucking cool horse!

After another moment of silence, it was Duan Jiamu who broke the calm.

Duan Jiamu's voice was still very low, Ruifeng's eyes slightly raised, "Have you always... lived with your mother?"

Duan Jiamu had met Sang Yu's mother, but never her father.

Sang Yu froze for a moment, then looked at Duan Jiamu and said, "My father passed away unexpectedly when I was very young."

Duan Jiamu originally thought that Sang Yu was like him, because his parents divorced, so he would only live with one person, but what he never expected was that Sang Yu's father had passed away, and he was still very young in Sang Yu. when.

That's why the little deskmate's character is so forbearing, and she follows her mother around.

At that moment, Duan Jiamu's heart suddenly felt very painful.

Feel distressed for Sang Yu.

It hurts a hundred times more than when he himself was abandoned by Duan Zhengcheng and Jiang Lanxin.

It turned out that his little deskmate had such a miserable childhood.

When Sang Yu was still numb, Duan Jiamu turned towards her, then stretched out both hands, beckoning to her, "Come here."

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, Duan Jiamu was going to do something wrong again.

Sang Yu moved closer to Duan Jiamu. "What's the matter, Duan Jiamu?"

Duan Jiamu didn't speak at this time, he leaned forward and hugged her...waist through the clothes.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu put his head on Sang Yu's lower abdomen, his voice was low and hoarse, it sounded like he was coquettish: "My hand hurts, is it okay to hug it?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Why does Duan Jiamu hug her when his hand hurts? Doesn't his hand hurt when he hugs her?
What is the logic?

However, now that Duan Jiamu is sick, Sang Yu naturally cannot bear to hurt a patient.

Sang Yu just stood there in a daze, letting Duan Jiamu hug her waist.

Duan Jiamu hugged the waist of the little deskmate. The waist of the little deskmate was thin and soft, so it was comfortable to hold.

The little deskmate may have been frightened, and she didn't dare to move. You don't need to look at the little deskmate's face to know how cute and cute she is at this moment.

Duan Jiamu hugged and hugged, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Duan Jiamu hugging Sang Yu's waist, the system's eyes widened several times in surprise, and it covered its eyes: [Ah, ah, can I see this? 】

Sang Yu: [...? 】

Being hugged by Duan Jiamu like this, I don't know if Duan Jiamu's body is too hot, or for some other reason, Sang Yu felt that her waist was boiling hot at this time, and her heart also became hot because of the heat, her ears and face were not warm. Controlled blushing.

Sang Yu could only take a deep breath, trying to relax herself as much as possible.

I don't know how long Duan Jiamu is going to hold her like this.

As Duan Jiamu hugged her, he felt that Sang Yu's breathing became a little lengthy, as if he was holding his breath and taking a deep breath.

Duan Jiamu held Sang Yu's waist without letting go, his chin rested on the clothes in front of Sang Yu's belly, and looked up at Sang Yu.

The little deskmate stared straight ahead, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he was indeed holding his breath.

Duan Jiamu felt that the little deskmate was so cute as hell.

Duan Jiamu coughed, and just looked at Sang Yu from the bottom up, Ruifeng's eyes hung slightly, and his tone was drawn out, "Little Sangyu, why are you nervous? Huh?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Nonsense, you are not nervous when you are hugged by a member of the opposite sex like this! ! ! !

Sang Yu categorically denied, "I'm not... nervous."

Duan Jiamu tightened the movement of his arms and hugged Sang Yu's waist tighter.

Sang Yu: "...?"

The corner of Duan Jiamu's mouth was smiling, and he sounded a little unscrupulous, "You can't be seduced by my beauty, huh?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

This person is sick.

Sang Yu didn't speak, but moved her body. She originally thought that Duan Jiamu would just hug her, but she didn't expect Duan Jiamu to be so aggressive. Not only did he hold her tightly, but he also hugged her more and more. tight.

Although Sang Yu is a practicing family, but Duan Jiamu, who is tall and long, is not a vegetarian. His hands are quite strong. She moved a few times without breaking free from the shackles of his arms. Sang Yu was a little nervous. Suspected that Duan Jiamu was pretending to be sick, Duan Jiamu's appearance at this time was no different from a stinky hooligan.

When Sang Yumie spoke, Duan Jiamu felt that it was boring, and kept holding Sang Yu like this, and he was afraid that he would really get angry with Sang Yu, and it would be bad for people to treat him as a stinky hooligan in the future.

Duan Jiamu reluctantly let go of the arm holding Sang Yu's waist, then crossed his hands behind his head, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, raised his eyelids, looked at Sang Yu with a cynical look and said: " It's finally more comfortable."

Sang Yu: "...?"

Comfortable?

The system clicked his tongue: [Why does the number two guy always say something so weird that people can misunderstand the meaning of his words, comfortable, these words sound so strange, Mr. Sang Yu. 】

Sang Yu's face was calm: [What's wrong? 】

The system searched for vocabulary: 【Comfortable, generally it means that people feel refreshed after doing something. 】

Sang Yu: [...? 】

What a fucking cool horse!

Sang Yu always feels that Duan Jiamu always likes to do some weird things to her sometimes, but he can find all kinds of reasons to make people not think about other aspects.

Without Duan Jiamu's arms around his waist, Sang Yu felt that his body was not so stiff at last.

After about 10 minutes, the school doctor prepared the medicine and came out of it.

Seeing that there was no abnormality on Duan Jiamu's wrist, because the infusion would take more than an hour, Duan Jiamu would feel uncomfortable sitting here all the time, so the school doctor asked Duan Jiamu to lie down on the hospital bed in the school doctor's office for the infusion.

Sang Yu sat next to the hospital bed where Duan Jiamu was lying.

The school doctor checked Duan Jiamu's needle, then told Sang Yu to call him if there was any problem, and then went to the inner room with his mobile phone.

Duan Jiamu put his hands outside the quilt, resting with his eyes closed.

Sang Yu was bored, and looked at the shade of the tree outside the window for a while. There were a few birds perched on the branches, and they were chirping non-stop.

Sang Yu looked at it for a while, then looked away, and looked at the furnishings in the school doctor's office for a while, looking at Sang Yu unconsciously and feeling a little sleepy.

She glanced at the medicine in Duan Jiamu's infusion bottle, it didn't flow very fast, and it should take a while to finish the infusion.

Sang Yu leaned her head against the back of the chair, then dozed off with her head propped on one hand.

Duan Jiamu didn't actually fall asleep. Since he was a child, when he slept, he always slept very lightly. When he was alone at home, even if he slept with the light on, he would feel afraid.

(End of this chapter)