Scum Coercion

Facing her puzzled expression, I lied without blushing.

"No problem, because I'm smart and have learned a lot."

"Oh."

She didn't say much, and closed her slightly fluttering eyelids. Then she adjusted the books on the table and lay down on the table. Her long black hair was scattered around her head like splashed ink.

You're really welcome, I thought her willingness to help me with tutoring could be more enthusiastic. After all, the price I paid for persuading her to come to the library to give me tutoring lessons was that I couldn't be happy that day.

"..."

Next, I started studying with my head down. Although it was noon now, I was drowsy, but in order to complete the experiment, I had to persist until Jasmine fell asleep no matter what.

Chinese high school students are under a lot of study pressure, and if they want to maintain their grades a little bit, they will pay a lot of sleep time as a price, so I am sure that Jasmine, who is a top student, must not get enough sleep.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Chapter 95 Scum hesitates before peeping

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

That's all I said.

About 10 minutes passed.

There was a slight breathing sound from across from me.

My eyelids have already started fighting too.

Damn, I must be crazy for coming to the library to study during my nap time.

Although I really want to complain like this, but since it is an experiment that I planned to complete at the beginning, I must complete it!

Thinking of this, I yelled at the hair on the top of Jasmine's head who had been staring in front of me in a daze for a long time:

"Jasmine, are you still awake?"

"Hmm..."

She made a cute meowing sound like a cat. Although it made my heart flutter for a moment, I immediately realized that it was her natural reaction when she was in a light sleep.

But did he go to sleep?

Out of various doubts, I plan to call her tentatively first.

"Jasmine, Jasmine, are you asleep?"

While screaming, I gently pushed her arm.

"M..."

Her head moved, and the backs of her hands resting on the table trembled slightly, because her face was covered by the hanging hair, so I couldn't tell if her eyes were closed.

It should be fine.

I looked around, then sneaked to the bathroom in the library.

There is a washbasin next to the washbasin. I first took a little tap water in the washbasin, then went to the water dispenser outside, and introduced a little hot water. It's in your hand.

I tiptoedly put the hot water basin on the table, and I carefully grabbed Jasmine's hand, intending to put her hand into the hot water.

Gently grabbing her wrist, I lifted her whole hand up, because she was asleep, and her slender fingers drooped limply.

Ah, her hands are so soft.

And when I inadvertently glanced over, I noticed that the skin on the back of her hand was as smooth and fair as ice silk, and even the blue blood vessels underneath could be seen through the thin skin.

This is the hand that has joined my fingers countless times.

Not only is it as exquisite and delicate as Jasmine's appearance, but it is also like a precious and fragile item.

I suddenly worried that I might tear her hand off with a single force.

Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't happen, after all, we have connected our fingers vigorously at some point.Finally I managed to soak Molly's hands in hot water.

"Um……"

An exhortation came from her tightly closed lips, which made me hold my breath in fright.

It's okay, just snoring normally while sleeping.

Dip her hand into the hot water, and then I start watching.

If you want to ask how to observe, of course it is to look directly at the bottom of the skirt.

Although I knew it was bad behavior, I actually looked left and right to make sure there was no one there, and then I got under the table to observe Jasmine's skirt.

If the pee comes out, the fat time will be wet, so I can see it.

Sorry, I'm such a scumbag, but please satisfy my scientific curiosity!

Thinking of this, I got on all fours like a puppy, adjusted my posture and peeped under Jasmine's skirt.

Although the lighting under the table was a little dim, I did enjoy the obscure scenes that made my heart beat and my blood pressure rise.

Jasmine's legs, as smooth as cream and as warm as nephrite jade, were brought together at the knees, and the smooth skin from her thighs to her ankles was filled with the unique and graceful fragrance of a girl's jade body.

Of course, the thighs are sandwiched, so I can't see more.