Scum Coercion

"Why are you still in a daze? It's time to go."

"Huh? Oh oh."

Being urged by her like this, I quickly nodded in response, and then deliberately followed behind her slowly.

Jasmine's lower body is the dark blue pleated skirt of the school uniform. Because it is pulled to the top, the skirt can barely cover half of the thighs. Most of the two straight and shapely black silk legs are exposed to the air. The looming skin of the stockings also has a sense of presence.

Jasmine was carrying a bag on her back, and her narrow shoulders were pressed against the backpack strap. She took two steps and turned her head, looking at me with cold eyes.

"what happened to you?"

"Huh? Nothing."

"Then I'll go first."

"Oh……"

After hearing my response, Jasmine turned her head and left without thinking. There was no confusion or hesitation in her beautiful figure. At least I couldn't see anything wrong with her expression and movements.

But look at the direction she left...it was the toilet.It seems that after drinking Coke, she wakes up and intends to take a urinate, which means that she didn't urinate before.

Sure enough... is that a rumor?Or is it just for me?

For a moment, I was lost.

Judging from Jasmine's calm and composed attitude, she shouldn't have passed out in a deep sleep, otherwise it would be impossible for her to maintain her usual cold face.

What went wrong?Or should I just stop worrying about this stupid question.

Out of some inexplicable reluctance, I decided to try again the next day.

It's really just the last time, because I vaguely feel that if I die again, something will happen.

Chapter 100 Exposure

Today is the third day of ** testing.

I will gather with Jasmine in the library as usual.

Snapped.

I put a can of coke and a can of juice on the table.

"What are you doing?"

Jasmine on the opposite side was holding a pen in her hand, looking astonished.

"Please have a drink."

I explained without blushing.

"But I can't drink that much."

Her expression today looks a bit embarrassed,

But of course I would not let her go. I enthusiastically helped her pull the tabs off the two cans of drinks, and pushed them to Jasmine with great interest.

"Drink it, drink it, drink it all, I invited you, after all, you helped me study and made a great contribution."

"Obviously you haven't asked me anything substantive these days, and I've only made some minor contributions."

Jasmine muttered softly, and reluctantly drank the first can of Coke under my urging.

"And oh."

"I, I'll drink later."

"Ok."

After dawdling for four or five minutes, Jasmine finally drank half of the juice.

Today, in order to let her brain be consumed more and become sleepy, I asked her several math problems.

After almost 30 minutes.

"Aha……"

She gently covered her mouth with the palm of her hand, and made a little hutch.

I noticed this keenly, and smiled at Jasmine thoughtfully.

"Hello, Jasmine, are you sleepy?"

"A little."

She picked up the remaining half of the juice, gulped it down, and then smacked her lips.

"Then you go to sleep, anyway, I'm sorry to cause you too much trouble."

"……All right."

Her poker face relaxed a little, then she closed her eyes, chose a comfortable position and lay down on the table.

I put my arms around my chest and started today's wait.

After about 20 minutes.

There was a soft breathing sound from Jasmine's side.I have to say that her snoring is melodious and rhythmic, and it has a magical charm that makes me want to listen to it.