I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 212 212 Driven Him About to Go Crazy

Sang Yu was also a little confused, [I don't know. 】

Duan Jiamu didn't take an unusual path, she really couldn't figure out his thoughts.

Duan Jiamu gestured on her spectacle frame, and then moved his finger to the position above the tip of her nose. At this time, his finger was bent and only one index finger was left. Actions.

Sang Yu: "...?"

Does Duan Jiamu think she is a doll, while she is asleep, he does tricks to her.

At this time, Sang Yu subconsciously clenched her fingers and loosened them slightly. She wanted to see what Duan Jiamu was going to do to her.

After Duan Jiamu touched Sang Yu's lips through the air, he withdrew his hand, but moved his head closer to Sang Yu. Duan Jiamu's nose stopped above Sang Yu's nose, leaned over, and looked down Looking at Sangyu, Duan Jiamu looked at it, and his throat moved up and down again.

With Duan Jiamu's hand holding Sang Yu's head, his fingertips gently rubbed Sang Yu's soft hair.

Duan Jiamu's eyes were misty, he looked at Sang Yu tenderly and smiled, and then said to Sang Yu in a low voice, the voice was so soft that he could barely hear, "What should I do? I seem to be crazy."

Duan Jiamu felt that he was really crazy, and he wanted to kiss his little deskmate after she fell asleep.

Although he also knew that it was a very risky and immoral move, the idea in his mind was always fighting with his reason.

This feeling of wanting to stop was driving him to the point of going crazy.

Sang Yu: "...?"

System: [Master Sang Yu, what does the male number two mean by that?Could it be that the infusion gave the output something wrong? 】

Sang Yu: [...? 】

Sang Yu didn't speak, because she was a little panicked now.

She was flustered not only because of what Duan Jiamu said, but also because Duan Jiamu was too close to her at this time.

Sang Yu felt that if she moved casually, she would run into Duan Jiamu.

At the position of Sang Yu's heart, there was a thump, thump, and thump, which made her feel so uncomfortable.

This was a physical reaction she had never had before.

Could it be that it's really because Duan Jiamu looks so alluring, is she being seduced by his beauty at this moment?

Sang Yu: You!want!Calm down! ! !
Be calm! ! ! !
Duan Jiamu took several deep breaths in a row, and just when he felt that his reason was about to be completely occupied by desire control and he couldn't control it, he suddenly felt his head in the palm of his hand move.

Subconsciously, Duan Jiamu quickly let go of the hand holding Sang Yu's head, and then quickly lay down on the hospital bed behind.

When he lay down, because he was a little flustered, he didn't notice the bedpost behind him, and his head hit the bedpost all of a sudden, making a loud bang.

Duan Jiamu: "...?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu touched the back of his bumped head with his hand, and cursed secretly.

Not only is he crazy, he's fucking stupid.

In order not to make Duan Jiamu suspicious, Sang Yu didn't open his eyes immediately, but shook his neck, stretched his waist, and then rubbed his eyes with his fingers pretendingly, then opened his eyes, looking at it in a daze Duan Jiamu, who was covering the back of his head with his fingers, asked in a gentle voice: "Student Duan Jiamu, I seem to have heard something. Are you okay?"

Duan Jiamu: "...?"

God damn it's okay, he felt that he must have hit his head with a big bump at this time.

But for the sake of face, Duan Jiamu still pretended to be relaxed, and took back the hand that was rubbing the back of his head, propped his head on the bed, and looked sideways at Sang Yu, with indifferent eyes and a dragging tone , "I just moved my body, nothing."

Sang Yu: "...?"

system:【……? 】

System: [Hey, this male number two is obviously lying. He obviously wanted to plot against us, Sang Yuda, and was almost caught by our Sang Yuda. 】

Sang Yu: [Tong'er, don't use idioms indiscriminately. 】

system:【……? 】

Mess with idioms?Where is it messed up.

Its Sangyu seems to be quite concerned about it.

Duan Jiamu has a good face, and Sang Yu naturally won't expose him. She gave a soft oh, and then looked at the medicine in Duan Jiamu's infusion bottle. There was only a little left. She patted her leg and stood up. Come on, pointing to the infusion bottle on Duan Jiamu's head, and said to Duan Jiamu: "Your drip is almost finished, I'll call the doctor over."

Duan Jiamu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and let out a humming hum from his nostrils.

Sang Yu pursed her lips slightly, then went inside to call the school doctor.

After Sang Yu left, Duan Jiamu touched the back of his head, and then looked at the pillow that was about to fall to the ground.

Damn it, the place where it hit was really painful, Duan Jiamu suddenly felt that his actions just now seemed like an idiot.

A big fool who pretends to be passionate and suffers from himself.

Thinking of this, Duan Jiamu laughed silently at himself, and then lay back down again.

The school doctor removed the needle tube for Duan Jiamu. Duan Jiamu sat up from the bed and rubbed the wrist of the needled hand with the other hand. Sang Yu noticed that the needle was stuck on the back of Duan Jiamu's hand. There was a bruise next to the position of the blood vessel.

The school doctor took a thermometer and took Duan Jiamu's temperature again, and then showed Duan Jiamu the electronic thermometer.

School doctor: "The temperature is 37 degrees now, and the fever has subsided in time. I will prescribe some medicine for you, and you will take it for the next two days."

Duan Jiamu bent over to put on his shoes, lowered his head and nodded to the school doctor.

After the school doctor said this to Duan Jiamu, he went inside to prescribe medicine. Sang Yu stood in front of Duan Jiamu and watched him put on his shoes with his head down.

Duan Jiamu was wearing the liberation shoes uniformly distributed during military training, with shoelaces on them, and Duan Jiamu was bending over to untie the shoelaces.

Duan Jiamu bent over, and Sang Yu stood up, and when he lowered his head, he could see the back of his head.

Sang Yu recalled the scene just now. Duan Jiamu looked flustered at that time. Sang Yu didn't know what Duan Jiamu would do to her if she didn't wake up.

The appearance of Duan Jiamu approaching her appeared in front of her eyes again, why did Duan Jiamu stay so close to her.

Why did Duan Jiamu touch her eyes, nose and... lips?
Thinking of this, Sang Yu's mind was as messy as a paste.

Sang Yu took a deep breath, shook her head, and stopped thinking about it.

Duan Jiamu raised his head after putting on his shoes, and saw his little deskmate frowning and shaking his head from side to side.

Duan Jiamu: "...?"

(End of this chapter)