Humanity's research on itself includes a science known as—social death.
Kids grow up, and they care about their face, to some extent.
Given Su Nanzhi's understanding of her own sleeping posture, although it wasn't too embarrassing, it was somewhat shameful.
With Su Nanzhi being silent for too long, Jiang Beiyu also caught the hint. "What, feeling shy because too many people watched you sleep?"
Su Nanzhi: "..."
Teacher Jiang's ability to focus on the main point was extremely strong; he chuckled, "You sleep plenty during class too, how come you're only feeling embarrassed now?"
Su Nanzhi: "...It's different."
Lying flat on a desk to sleep is definitely a different concept from sleeping in bed.
"Are you still drinking water?" Jiang Beiyu asked her, holding a cup with a little less than half of water remaining.
Su Nanzhi hesitated, then slowly nodded her head.
Upon seeing this, Young Master Jiang graciously deigned to stand up and pour her another full cup of warm water.
