Chapter 51 It's Dangerous to Disturb Others' Sleep
Song Jiamu didn't talk to her, and Yun Shuqian felt bored.
If she reads alone, she won't feel bored even if no one talks to her all day long.
But when Song Jiamu was around, if she didn't have a few words with him and he ignored her, she would feel bored to death.
After barely reading for half an hour, it was almost time to wake him up. Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, Yun Shuqian was not in a hurry to wake him up.
If she sneaks away now, this nuisance will definitely oversleep and will be late for her afternoon class.
How dare you sleep so deeply without setting an alarm clock?
Humph, I won’t call you...
Yun Shuqian looked at him sleeping and secretly scolded him, but Song Jiamu ignored her and she became bored again.
Like an unloved puppy, the girl pursed her lips and gently lay down on the table.
So the two people were very close. They were facing each other sideways. The sleeping Song Jiamu's lips were slightly opened, and a trace of teeth could be seen. Fortunately, there was no drooling, otherwise Yun Shuqian would have taken the photo.
His ugly photos.
Yun Shuqian didn't speak either, feeling that he wasn't so annoying after falling asleep. She rested her head on her arms and looked at him with big eyes blinking.
Look at his eyelashes. How can a boy's eyelashes be so long? They look like a row of small brushes. His eyebrows are also very nice, neither messy nor sparse, tracing the outline of the brow bone.
He also has a nice-looking nose, which he inherited from his father and is tall and straight.
His lips were like those of his aunt, with a healthy color and two thin lips. Even when he was asleep, it looked like he was smiling.
His skin is also very good. It is the best skin she has ever seen among boys. He has no acne or acne marks. He did have some acne when he was in middle school and high school, but now it is very clean and his skin is not greasy or dry.
, to the extent that any girl would be willing to kiss such a face.
He breathed evenly, and when the two of them were close, a faint warm air blew towards Yun Shuqian.
Well, he smells good too.
As she exchanged breaths with him in this way, the girl's heartbeat accelerated, maintaining a speed of about eighty beats per minute. Such a heartbeat speed would make the cerebral cortex more active, giving her an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Yun Shuqian moved his legs slightly, and their legs crossed under the table. As soon as she moved, Song Jiamu subconsciously tightened their legs.
The girl's heart rate reached ninety-five beats per minute.
This speed will make people feel a little flustered and nervous, and their chest will feel hot.
She likes it very much.
So he didn't pull his legs back. Instead, he gently used force and bumped against him.
The feeling of his pants pressing against her skin made her inexplicably feel like she was wrapped up in him, owned by him, and the two of them were connected to each other.
The temperature of the air breathed out through the nostrils has increased a bit.
His face seemed to be closer, so that she could clearly see every pore on his lips. His beard must have been shaved just in the morning, and it had a very light green color, like grass buds that had not yet been unearthed.
Isn't it illegal to secretly observe a sleeping boy? She just opens her eyes, but the light itself is projected onto the retina!
Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Yun Shuqian became even more reckless.
As a hand control, how could you not look at his hands.
After watching it for a while, simply looking at it could no longer satisfy her curiosity.
Her palms were placed on the table, and her index and middle fingers were like little walking figures, gently, slowly, and little by little walking towards his hand on the table.
The girl's eyes became more focused, until her fingers came to the side of his palm. She gently raised her index finger, stayed in the air for a while, then retracted it, and then stretched it out again, following his index finger.
Kissed her quietly.
"laugh……"
She held her breath, feeling inexplicably stimulated, and her fingertips felt like an electric shock.
Of course, this is not a lewd thing. It is just a high-frequency collision of the cuticles of two people's fingertips. The bioelectric current generated stimulates the nerves. This is probably such a study.
The focused Yun Shuqian was fascinated by the research. She rested her left arm on her head, tilted her head, but looked at her little hand, tapping his index finger repeatedly.
Song Jiamu: "..."
At some point, Song Jiamu had opened his eyes.
He didn't make any sound or move his body. He just watched her lying on the table and focused on touching her fingertips with him.
Yun Shuqian didn't even notice that he was looking at her.
When she touched him for the last time, her naughty fingers were caught. He suddenly opened his palm and grabbed her little hand.
The girl was startled and made a huge noise in an instant, as if she was sleeping on her stomach and dreamed that she had missed the stairs. She kicked and her whole body trembled, and sticky sweat immediately appeared on her palms.
Oops!!
She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but his palm was so big that it tightly wrapped one of her little hands, and she couldn't escape at all.
Looking at him again at this time, this annoying guy had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at her with a strange look on his face.
It was as if red dye had been splashed on his face, and Yun Shu's fair face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But she didn't dare to speak loudly in the library. She struggled a little and made a grunting sound like a small animal being caught in a trap. Her eyes were panicked and her ears and neck were red with embarrassment. However, she didn't have much strength, so she struggled to get away.
Don't open his big hand...
"Let go... let go quickly...!"
"……What are you doing?"
"I... let go..."
There is nothing more satisfying than being caught doing something strange and making you want to die on the spot.
The girl was embarrassed and annoyed. She sat up straight and reached out with her other hand to pat the back of his hand.
The back of Song Jiamu's hand had red marks from her slap. Seeing that she was already going crazy and hitting someone, he quickly let go of her little hand.
Yun Shuqian moved very quickly. He hid his hand in an instant. After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't get angry. Then he reached out and pinched the skin of his arm and twisted it. His legs under the table were not idle either and stepped on him.
One kick.
"Hiss...! Are you crazy?"
"It's not all your fault...!"
"I'm sleeping, what am I doing..."
"You asked me to wake you up yourself, so I woke you up, and then you wake up like this... I'm going to tell Auntie that you took advantage of me, and you're done."
"...Shh! Don't say this nonsense!"
Song Jiamu felt guilty. Did she notice something? She couldn't get under the table and take a look...
Looking at the time, it was almost half past one. Yun Shuqian felt guilty and didn't want to stay with him anymore. She packed her things and took out the legs that were crossed with him under the table.
"Hurry up and go to class. Remember to go to Classroom 302 for an interview at 7:30 in the evening."
"You go ahead and let me calm down for a while."
"I don't care about you anymore, hum."
Yun Shuqian got up and left. When he went downstairs, he looked back and saw that Song Jiamu was still sitting there motionless.
Naturally, the girl didn't understand what would happen to a twenty-year-old boy who smelled the fragrance of her hair while sleeping, bumped her legs against his, and grabbed her hand when he woke up.
.
In short, Song Jiamu couldn't stand up and walk to the classroom for a while.
Otherwise he will stand up and walk to the classroom.
No matter how strong your mentality is, you can't do it.
He picked up the half bottle of Coca-Cola left on the table and took a sip. It was no longer ice-cold and the air was gone. It tasted terrible.