Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Chapter 80: Qi Lianyue: The Professor Is Taking Attendance

Su Huaizhou didn’t know when she fell asleep.

All she remembered was that after nestling into Junior Brother’s arm, she was extremely shy. Breathing in his scent, she silently scolded herself for being too forward, but she couldn’t bear to part with him.

She was afraid that he would discover her feelings for him prematurely, but after secretly squinting and peeking at his expression, she felt relieved.

So, it’s not just me who’s nervous and shy~

Jiang Miao, holding Su Huaizhou’s shoulder with her snuggling in his arm, was completely stiff.

The face was taut, and he subconsciously held his breath.

When he couldn’t hold it in anymore, he forced himself to exhale slowly bit by bit and then inhale just as cautiously.

It was as though he was afraid of disturbing the girl in his embrace.

His hand was very obedient. It just rested on Su Huaizhou’s shoulder, not moving an inch.

Sometimes, he would tighten his grip as though he wanted to hold her closer, but then he would release, unable to make up his mind.

After noticing Junior Brother’s actions, Su Huaizhou gradually relaxed. Junior Brother is really dense…

But the more he acted this way, the more she found herself liking him…

Su Huaizhou bit her lip and snuggled even closer into his embrace. The corners of her mouth curled up subconsciously.

Resting her head on his shoulder, her whole body relaxed. As the tension from the past few hours melted away, she soon fell asleep.

But while Su Huaizhou slept soundly, Jiang Miao couldn’t sleep at all.

For the first time in his life, he was holding a girl in his arm on a bed.

It was his first time sharing a bed with a girl he liked.

Fooled by Senior Sister’s so-called gathering material, Jiang Miao was wide awake, and his brain and nerves were buzzing with activity.

… Even a bit too much.

However, since they weren’t a real couple, he naturally couldn’t touch her freely.

All he could do was hold Senior Sister like this, breathing in her fragrance and feeling the astonishing softness from his ribs.

The fatal temptation of a girl made Jiang Miao acutely aware of his heartbeat.

Thump, thump. Every beat and pump of blood in his heart seemed to be a call to action, encouraging him to make a move.

Unfortunately, their general was too timid. He only dared to face the enemy at a distance and couldn’t take a step forward.

However, after discovering that Senior Sister’s breathing was steady, Jiang Miao realized she had fallen asleep.

Hey… Senior Sister, what’s going on?

Didn’t you say we were doing this for material?

Now that you’ve fallen asleep, what am I supposed to do?

Should I continue holding you, or should I pull my hand back?

An intense struggle broke out in Jiang Miao’s heart.

But in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to withdraw his arm.

After all, Senior Sister was resting her head on it. Pulling it away would undoubtedly wake her up.

This was for the sake of her sleep quality, not because he coveted her body.

Besides, it’s just for material… Sleeping with my girlfriend in my arm is material, right?

It’s not like we’re doing anything indecent.

It’s just purely holding each other.

This is simply sleeping, just chaste sleeping.

Our relationship is still innocent.

With these random thoughts swirling around in his mind, Jang Miao couldn’t fall asleep.

However, after Senior Sister drifted off, he finally had the courage to look down at her sleeping face.

Su Huaizhou’s face leaned towards an oval shape, her features framed with smooth, graceful curves. In particular, the roundness of her jawline added a touch of cuteness to her appearance as she slept.

Her face was very exquisite, having a fair complexion that showed no visible flaws even when admired up close.

In particular, the perfectly placed teardrop mole at the corner of her eye added a touch of allure to her gentle temperament.

Jiang Miao raised his right hand, which had been resting against the bed’s edge, and cautiously and nervously inched it towards Senior Sister’s face.

Although he knew it was somewhat impolite, this was something he had wanted to try every time he saw her.

It’s just for material… just for material… Jiang Miao brainwashed himself frantically in his mind as his right index finger stretched out and gently touched the teardrop mole at the corner of Su Huaizhou’s eye.

So soft.

So smooth.

Jiang Miao blinked nervously. After only a few touches, he quickly retracted his finger.

But even so, Su Huaizhou seemed to have sensed something. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her body moved a bit.

At this moment, Jiang Miao was completely frozen, not daring to move at all.

Only after Senior Sister adjusted her sleep position in his arm did he breathe a sigh of relief. He felt his forehead sweating as if he had just fought a battle.

When everything returned to calm, Jiang Miao looked down at Senior Sister again and noticed her changed posture.

She was still lying on her side, but her legs were no longer straight. Her knees were bent, and her long legs had curled up, pressing against his thighs.

Her small hands had somehow found their way to his chest and gently clutched his collar as though she was afraid he would escape.

At this moment, Senior Sister had shed her usual refined and valiant demeanor and became like a sleeping stray cat, curled up and instinctively seeking warmth.

Seeing that her feet were shrinking from time to time in her socks, Jiang Miao realized that the air conditioning was a bit cold, so he pulled up the blanket to cover her.

Since both of them were fully dressed, there wasn’t much physical intimacy when they lay together.

But after he shared a blanket with Senior Sister, the feeling of sleeping together was magnified.

Especially after feeling warmer, she placed one of her legs on his thigh, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

Jiang Miao wasn’t sure if it was three or four in the morning when he finally succumbed to exhaustion and drifted off into a restless sleep.

…

7:50 a.m.

[Yuelian in the Mist]: There’s a morning class today. Where are you?

[Yuelian in the Mist]: Don’t tell me you overslept after going home. The class starts at eight. Hurry up.

8:10 a.m.

[Yuelian in the Mist]: I’ve signed in for the class. I’ll send you the QR code. Hurry up and scan it!

10:00 a.m.

[Yuelian in the Mist]: The professor is taking attendance! Are you a pig? Why aren’t you here?

[Yuelian in the Mist]: Forget it. Go find the professor yourself…

11:30 a.m.

[Yuelian in the Mist]: ???

[Yuelian in the Mist]: Did you really go home, or are you messing around somewhere?

[Yuelian in the Mist]. It’s noon, and you’re still not up?

…

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Building 31, Room 412, Jiang Miao’s bed.

Su Huaizhou’s phone vibrated.

Annoyed by the noise, she frowned, curled up under the blanket, and reached out impatiently to fumble for her phone.

After some effort, she finally found it and skillfully pressed the answer button.

“… Hello?” Su Huaizhou asked groggily with her eyes still closed.

“Where are you?” Qi Lianyue’s voice came through the phone. “You’ve missed the morning class, but you’re still sleeping? Are you a pig?”

Hearing her roommate’s concern, Su Huaizhou instantly woke up. She sat up and realized her current situation.

Her hand immediately covered her mouth as she looked anxiously towards the outside of the bed curtain. Did Junior Brother’s roommates… hear my voice?