I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 66

Sang Yu said calmly, "I've already given you the money, and this yogurt is mine now."

Duan Jiamu continued to smile, speaking in a drawn-out tone, which sounded out of place, "I haven't confiscated the money yet, so this bottle of yogurt is not yours now."

Sang Yu: "...?"

Uncle's...

System: [Hey... this male number two is simply a stinky hooligan, he keeps saying what he says. 】

The corners of Sang Yu's mouth straightened slightly, and then he recovered quickly, and continued to speak softly to Duan Jiamu: "Student Duan Jiamu also said that this bottle of yogurt is indeed yours before you collect the money. Duan Jiamu, if you want to drink, then you can drink it."

After Sang Yu said this, she withdrew her eyes and reached for another bottle of Assam milk tea on the desk.

Duan Jiamu is right, he hasn't collected the money yet, so this bottle of yogurt is indeed his.

I am just a passer-by character, and it is impossible to go and earn money from the male number two just because of a bottle of yogurt.

The kind of thing that is very likely to produce strong hormones, the male lead can only do it with the female lead.

Duan Jiamu looked at Sang Yu who lowered his head and took out the milk tea, and his mood suddenly became a little dull.

What was this little mulberry thinking about all day? He was just teasing her, but she didn't fall for his tricks at all.

It seems that this fish is really different from other fish.

Before Sang Yu took out the bottle of Assam milk tea, she heard a 'pop' sound from the side.

Sang Yu raised her head, and saw Duan Jiamu holding a straw in one hand, and snapping the straw into the foil on top of the yogurt.

Afterwards, it was Duan Jiamu who handed her the yogurt in his hand, Ruifeng's eyes were slightly deaf, and his voice was still casual, "Okay, I was just joking with you."

Sang Yu looked at the bottle of yogurt that Duan Jiamu handed over with the straw poked, and at his long, white fingers.

Sang Yu pursed her lips slightly, then took the yogurt from Duan Jiamu's hand, and held it in her palm.

He sucked it in small mouthfuls.

Duan Jiamu looked at Sang Yu, who was staring at the table in front of him, and was slowly drinking yogurt.

Sang Yu's mouth is small, and the lips are light pink. When drinking yogurt, she sucks and sucks, and the yogurt foam sometimes sticks to her lips.

Under the light of the incandescent lamp, her pink lips looked extraordinarily moist and beautiful.

Duan Jiamu looked at it, and couldn't help but find that his throat was a little dry and itchy, and the position of his heart began to become a little difficult to breathe.

Sang Yu sucked and sucked, and felt Duan Jiamu looking at her.

Sang Yu stopped the movement of her mouth, and slowly looked up at Duan Jiamu.

At the moment when Sang Yu and him looked at each other, Duan Jiamu quickly retracted his eyes, clenched one hand into a fist, attached it to his mouth, and coughed lightly. After coughing, he continued to watch casually. With mulberry elm.

With milk froth hanging from the corner of Sang Yu's mouth, she asked Duan Jiamu softly, "Student Duan Jiamu, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell again?"

Duan Jiamu coughed again, until his face was stained with a trace of red silk, and then nodded slightly to Sang Yu, "Hmm... Chest tightness."

Sang Yu frowned slightly, looked at Duan Jiamu, "Then do you want to go to the infirmary for a check?"

(End of this chapter)