I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 211 211 What kind of show operation is this?

When he was young, he was afraid of ghosts, but when he grew up, he was afraid of being alone.

Later, the quality of sleep became worse and worse, and he could only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills.

I don't know if it's a side effect of the drug. Sometimes he feels uncontrollable irritability, and after falling asleep, he is also groggy, and sometimes he is awakened by nightmares.

Duan Jiamu opened his eyes, tilted his head, and saw his deskmate leaning on the chair, tilting his head, dozing off bit by bit.

Sometimes the glasses frame of the little deskmate would fall on the bridge of the nose, and the little deskmate pressed the glasses frame above the bridge of the nose with his fingers, and then changed his position to continue sleeping.

The little deskmate, after falling asleep, opened her lips slightly and pouted upwards, looking small and cute.

Duan Jiamu looked at it, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Once, the little deskmate almost jumped to the ground, she was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the chair under her buttocks with her hands, raised her head, and leaned back. When the little deskmate leaned back, because He slept deeply, so he didn't grasp the strength, and the back of his head hit the back of the chair directly, making a muffled sound. Even so, the little deskmate still didn't show any sign of opening his eyes, but pursed his mouth slightly, Scratching the back of his head with his hands, he continued to sleep.

Duan Jiamu laughed when he saw it, his little deskmate is really a sleepy kitten.

The chair that the little deskmate was sleeping on was a wooden chair, and the comfort level was very poor at first glance. The little deskmate must have slept uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Duan Jiamu took out the pillow that he was resting on from under his head, then sat up lightly, moved to the side of the little tablemate, holding Sang Yu's head in one hand, and the other in the other. With his hands, he gently stuffed the pillow behind the little deskmate's head.

After Duan Jiamu stuffed the pillow, he let go of the hand that was stuffing the pillow, and put it in mid-air, holding the hand that held Sang Yu's head, Duan Jiamu didn't let go immediately.

Sang Yu's face was very small, not as big as Duan Jiamu's palm. Sang Yu tilted her head slightly, rubbing her head against Duan Jiamu's palm.

The little deskmate's hair was short and soft, and when it brushed against Duan Jiamu's palm, Duan Jiamu felt itchy.

Duan Jiamu was sitting at this time, so naturally he was half a head taller than Sang Yu who was also sitting with him. Looking at Sang Yu's face from top to bottom, Duan Jiamu's heart began to ripple.

Through the heavy glasses frame, Duan Jiamu can see Sang Yu's slender and thick eyelashes, delicate and slightly raised nose tip, and cherry red lips, which are slightly opened at this time, watching the waves in Duan Jiamu's heart wave after wave surge upwards.

Duan Jiamu's throat rolled up and down several times, and the other hand placed in the air slowly reached above the cheek of the little deskmate, with slightly curved fingertips, and paused in midair above the eyelashes of the little deskmate After a while, through the air, Duan Jiamu's fingers floated slightly left and right, as if touching Sang Yu's eyelashes.

Then, Duan Jiamu's finger moved down and came to the top of the little deskmate's nose. The other fingers were bent, and only the index finger was left. Duan Jiamu used the index finger to separate the air, and gently tapped the top of Sang Yu's nose.

After clicking, Duan Jiamu laughed involuntarily, and then, Duan Jiamu's finger moved down to the top of Sang Yu's lips.

Looking at Sang Yu's lips, the throbbing in Duan Jiamu's heart accelerated again. His fingers stopped on the top of Sang Yu's lips, paused for a while, and then slowly moved his fingers down, getting very close. Duan Jiamu's fingers At this time, it was only about one centimeter away from De Sangyu's lips, and he could clearly feel the breath from the corner of Sangyu's mouth with his fingertips.

Duan Jiamu swallowed, then rubbed his fingers left and right, as if rubbing Sang Yu's lips.

While rubbing, Duan Jiamu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't dare to smile too obviously, for fear of being discovered by Sang Yu.

Sang Yu actually woke up a few minutes ago when she almost ran to the ground, but she didn't want to open her eyes, thinking that opening them would be boring anyway, so she was going to sleep for a while.

She fell asleep for about a minute, when she felt Duan Jiamu move. Sang Yu thought Duan Jiamu was turning over, so she didn't open her eyes to look at him, and continued to sleep.

Just when she fell asleep for less than half a minute, she suddenly found that her head was hugged by a big hand.

Sang Yu was stunned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and opened them a little.

At this time, Sang Yu found that Duan Jiamu was holding a pillow in one hand, and holding her head in the other, gently supporting her, and then placed the pillow on the other hand behind her head.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu put himself on the pillow in order to let her have a good sleep. Did you give her the only pillow?
Thinking of this, Sang Yu suddenly felt a little nervous.

Duan Jiamu was very close to her at this time, and Sang Yu could clearly feel the faint mint-flavored shower gel fragrance wafting from Duan Jiamu's body, as well as the heat from his body.

The two breaths filled her mind, making her feel a little dizzy.

But in order not to let Duan Jiamu know that she had woken up, Sang Yu could only close her eyes and continue to pretend to be asleep.

I just hope that Duan Jiamu will lay down the pillow quickly for her, so that she can pretend that she is asleep and doesn't know anything.

Sang Yu prayed silently in her heart.

But what Sang Yu didn't expect anyway was that after Duan Jiamu put the pillow for her, he didn't lie back immediately, and Duan Jiamu didn't let go of the hand holding her head immediately.

Not only did he not let go of her head, but he moved his head closer to her, and then, in the next second, Duan Jiamu's hand hanging on the water stretched out above her head, and that position happened to be hers. The position of the glasses.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu wouldn't want to pluck her eyes while she was asleep, would he?

After all, everyone will have a kind of curiosity, and want to see what the students who wear glasses look like when they don't wear glasses.

With this thought going back and forth in Sang Yu's mind, Sang Yu subconsciously clenched her fingers on her lap.

Of course, just when Sang Yu was about to reach out and push Duan Jiamu away, Duan Jiamu's finger on the top of her glasses frame stopped.

Duan Jiamu's fingers gesticulated left and right on the top of her glasses frame a few times, while gesturing, there was a smile on his face.

Sang Yu: "...?"

System: [Master Sang Yu, what kind of show operation is this male number two? 】

(End of this chapter)