Watching the nonchalant An Yu in front of her, Cheng Shimumeng’s surprise grew uncontrollably. Her mind began to conjure images, and a faint blush instantly colored her pretty face.
An Yu, meanwhile, looked puzzled at the suddenly silent Cheng Shimumeng.
What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?
Can’t understand. She’s so weird.
“So… little An Yu and Wanciu—are you dating?” Cheng Shimumeng asked softly, cheeks red.
“What?” An Yu blurted out in confusion.
Why did it turn into that?
Her small, childish face tense, An Yu stared coldly at Cheng Shimumeng.
As expected, I’m too old to understand high school girls’ thinking. I never said I was dating Ning Wanciu. Can’t figure out what Cheng Shimumeng is thinking.
“Uh… An Yu?”
An Yu’s gaze made her uncomfortable. She hadn’t done anything, yet felt like a criminal.
“Not dating.”
Though she didn’t understand, An Yu answered honestly.
After all, her relationship with the big pillow was just hugging while sleeping. Nothing else.
Very normal, right?
“Ah?” Cheng Shimumeng looked extremely shocked: “Not dating, but you still… slept together?”
“Can’t I?” An Yu tilted her head innocently: “No problem. Because it’s very comfortable, that’s why I did it.”
It really has nothing to do with dating. Do I need to date to use a comfortable big pillow?
No way.
Cheng Shimumeng definitely has common sense issues.
For some reason, Cheng Shimumeng’s face reddened further, as if something exceeded her tolerance.
T-This is too…
Too bold?
The class’s cute little animal was actually this carnivorous type?
Not dating, yet already did everything—and with Ning Wanciu, no less. Cheng Shimumeng knew Ning Wanciu well. Despite appearances, she was surprisingly pure in matters of love.
And she was taken by this petite girl?
“Can I… go now?”
The girl’s cold voice interrupted Cheng Shimumeng’s thoughts.
She instinctively looked at An Yu. A barely noticeable confusion and laziness lingered on her face, as if she’d fall asleep any second.
Ah… wait.
In an instant, Cheng Shimumeng regained composure. Forget An Yu—Ning Wanciu would never do something irresponsible.
She probably misunderstood something.
“Little An Yu… how does sleeping with Wanciu feel?” Suppressing faint embarrassment, Cheng Shimumeng asked the highly ambiguous question.
“Very comfortable. Slept very well.”
Ah… as expected.
Hearing An Yu’s answer, Cheng Shimumeng fully calmed down.
This cute loli was just too lazy to answer properly, shortening her sentences and causing the misunderstanding!
An Yu meant literal sleeping from the start…
She did sleep very comfortably yesterday.
“So, little An Yu, will you… sleep with Wanciu again today?”
“Mhm.”
An Yu nodded without hesitation. If reality allowed, she’d go to the big pillow right now.
Unfortunately, she had two more classes. So troublesome.
It’d be great if Ning Wanciu could hold her during class.
An Yu thought to herself.
Though unaware of An Yu’s inner thoughts, Cheng Shimumeng was now certain. An Yu and Ning Wanciu hadn’t reached that stage. Everything earlier was just her misunderstanding.
The blush on Cheng Shimumeng’s face gradually faded. She pursed her lips helplessly.
An Yu really is… unique.
Though thinking this, she showed nothing. Instead, she smiled at An Yu: “Sorry for bothering you, little An Yu~ But one last small question~”
“Do you remember my name now?”
An Yu blinked calmly. Of course.
“Cheng Shimumeng.”
“Mhm!” Cheng Shimumeng nodded satisfied. Full of surprises, but she finally left a mark in An Yu’s heart: “Ah, right. Little An Yu, do you like sweets?”
***
What happened after, An Yu couldn’t quite remember.
Because she slept through two entire classes!
Not her fault. Definitely not.
She hadn’t planned to sleep in class.
Blame Cheng Shimumeng, the teacher… and Ning Wanciu.
First, the heinous Cheng Shimumeng interrogated her in the morning, draining her energy and making her unable to resist sleepiness in class.
Then the teacher! Her lecture was too hypnotic. An Yu wanted to sleep just listening.
Finally, Ning Wanciu. Mhm… the big pillow set the precedent. Without her, she definitely couldn’t sleep on this hard desk.
Anyway, everyone’s at fault. An Yu is innocent.
An Yu nodded secretly, absolving herself inwardly.
But she had slept. No point dwelling. Just a shame—she was already full of sleep and couldn’t nap in Ning Wanciu’s arms again.
Mhm…
Not just their fault… the desk too! Otherwise, how could she miss a more comfortable sleep?
“Mmm…”
An Yu stood, stretching hard. Sleeping on the desk was still tiring.
Turning, she ignored certain dark gazes and walked toward Ning Wanciu.
She was used to it. An Yu had excellent adaptability.
[……]
Though she didn’t need a nap, she wanted to sit for a bit. Ning Wanciu’s embrace beat hard chairs, and it smelled nice.
Like yesterday, An Yu appeared expressionlessly before Ning Wanciu, staring fixedly without a word.
“Ah… An Yu…” Ning Wanciu looked at her helplessly, unable to understand An Yu’s thoughts.
But it seemed… like yesterday?
She had showered specially before leaving home this morning. Shouldn’t have any weird smells now…
Thinking this, Ning Wanciu scooted back like yesterday, leaving space.
An Yu sat without hesitation, grabbing Ning Wanciu’s hand and placing it on her waist to be held.
In an instant, An Yu felt warmth and comfort.
She narrowed her eyes in pleasure, her petite body rubbing against Ning Wanciu behind her. Her delicate nose twitched, inhaling Ning Wanciu’s sun-like scent.
“Mmm……”
She let out a comfortable sound instinctively. As expected, Ning Wanciu is the best.
At the same time, An Yu felt a hint of regret. If only she could take the big pillow home. Lunch break alone isn’t enough.
This concerns An Yu’s sleep quality. Cannot neglect!
Feels like… the bed at home is missing a Ning Wanciu.