I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 86 You don't look at your phone, do you? (86)
He's just sitting here, can't he tell her directly if there's anything he wants to do, why send her a wechat?

Sang Yu held the phone and glanced sideways at Duan Jiamu who was sitting next to her.

Duan Jiamu lowered his eyes and was playing with his mobile phone carelessly. He was looking at Weibo while looking at the screen.

Sang Yu pursed her lips slightly, and then opened the WeChat message that Duan Jiamu had sent to her.

Bathing in the sun:【? 】

Sang Yu: "...?"

System: [Master Sang Yu, there is something wrong with the male number two, right? Why did I send you a question mark? 】

There was a gloomy look in Sang Yu's calm eyes, but she didn't know it.

Sang Yu glanced at Duan Jiamu again. The boy was still flipping through Weibo, scrolling very fast, and he seemed to be in a very irritable mood.

Sang Yu pursed her lips, then stretched out her finger, and entered a message in the WeChat dialog with Duan Jiamu.

Duan Jiamu scrolled through Weibo boredly, looking at the WeChat message prompts that appeared on the phone screen.

Duan Jiamu immediately quit Weibo and clicked on the WeChat.

Little Mulberry: [? ? 】

Duan Jiamu: "...?"

Very well, he sent her a question mark, and she sent him two question marks, which is indeed what Sang Yu did.

The corners of Duan Jiamu's mouth tightened, and he quickly clicked twice in the dialog box.

When Sang Yu heard the phone vibrate and rang again, she clicked on it and took a look.

Bathing in the sun:【? ? ? 】

Sang Yu: "...?"

ill.

System: [Master Sang Yu, this male number two is really childish, he really deserves to be a three-year-old Duan. 】

Sang Yu directly turned off the phone, put it back in his pocket, and continued to read the book.

After Duan Jiamu sent this message to Sang Yu, she glanced sideways at the expressions of the people around her. After she glanced at the phone, she turned the phone

—Put it in the pocket.

Duan Jiamu's fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly, feeling a little mixed in his heart.

He was silent for a while, and then sent another message to Sang Yu.

Sang Yu heard the phone vibrate and rang again, without looking, she knew it was sent by Duan Jiamu.

Sang Yu didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

Can only pretend not to hear.

It took a while for Duan Jiamu to send it, but Sang Yu didn't take out his phone to look at it. Duan Jiamu put the phone in his pocket irritably, and then put his hands on the table, not feeling sleepy at all.

He took a piece of paper from the table, then took the pen he brought from Sang Yu, wrote a sentence on it, then crumpled the paper indiscriminately, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into Sang Yu. Elm's desktop.

Sang Yu looked at the ball of paper Duan Jiamu threw on her desk, and a trace of impatience flashed across her expressionless face.

But at this moment, Duan Jiamu was propping his head with one hand, and Ruifeng looked at her with drooping eyes slightly.

Sang Yu felt that if she didn't read the note he threw over, Duan Jiamu would definitely hate him.

She doesn't like to have too much contact with Duan Jiamu, but she also doesn't want to be hated by Duan Jiamu.

Sang Yu put down the book, reached out to pick up the note Duan Jiamu threw to her, opened it and read it.

Duan Jiamu's handwriting is not too ugly, it's a little chic running script.

[You don't look at your phone, do you? 】

Sang Yu: "...?"

Sang Yu took a pen, wrote a paragraph after the paragraph written by Duan Jiamu, and then handed the note to Duan Jiamu.

　See you tomorrow, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)