Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 107 Squeeze Your Face (Please Subscribe)

Song Jiamu went to the bathroom to wash his feet, sat on the edge of the bed to dry himself with a towel, and took off his T-shirt by the way.

Looking at the mobile phone hanging on the bedside bracket, he yawned, lay down, and then he appeared in the screen.

Sleeping naked again!

Yun Shuqian hid half of her face under the quilt, staring at him without blinking her big eyes.

Needless to say, this bastard's exercise in the past month has been quite effective. His skin has gradually become a little wheat-colored, and the lines of his muscles are also showing a streamlined beauty, which makes the girl want to take a bite.

"After we are the best in the world, if no one wants you and I don't want anyone, just marry me."

Song Jiamu lay with his eyes closed, secretly watching her reaction from the corner of his eye.

Yun Shuqian froze for a moment, then waved her small fist and knocked on the camera, as if she could hit him in this way.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you tell your uncles and aunts and my parents about this kind of thing? Song Jiamu, your skin is getting thicker and thicker! I won't be wanted by anyone!"

"Then what should I do? You won't get better from this illness. Don't tell me you have to watch video with me every day before you dare to sleep when you have a partner?" Song Jiamu turned to look at her.

Yun Shuqian felt a little guilty when he saw her, she was no longer afraid.

Sure enough, people can't lie, because I told him that she was scared, I made a video call with him. If she said that she was not scared now, wouldn't it mean that she was plotting something wrong?

"Didn't I just say, I won't find a partner until I'm 28, and when I'm 28, I should, I won't be afraid..."

"Well, I heard that boys who are single at the age of 30 will become magicians, and girls who are single at the age of 28 may become magical girls."

"Go away."

Yun Shu rubbed the quilt lightly, tucked the horns around her neck, and lay on her side like him, very warm and comfortable.

"Then you don't need to find a partner so early. Boys don't need to get married so early. Otherwise, if you have a partner and I still video with you, you will be beaten to death."

"I won't, I'm going to find someone this year."

"you……"

Yun Shuqian was pissed off by him, and punched the sleeping bear sullenly.

"What did auntie tell you when you just went back?"

"Are you peeping?"

"I didn't peek, I just guessed. She must have taught you that you forgot to bring the key, right?"

"No."

Song Jiamu said honestly: "She said it's so late, why are you still here?"

"Auntie must be talking ironically."

Yun Shuqian giggled, seeing that Song Jiamu was taught a lesson, she was very happy.

In this way, it seems to have become a habit to video with him every day before going to bed, and then the two of them chat under the covers for a while.

When people are quiet in the middle of the night, they are always emotional. For girls, the last person to chat with before going to bed may be the closest person.

Lying under the quilt, watching the other person sleeping, chatting with each other, there is no pressure, very relaxed and very comfortable.

Yun Shuqian remembered that when she usually went to the Caiyi dormitory to take a nap, Han Yin in the next bed would chat with her boyfriend like this, pull up the curtains, turn on the video, and talk softly. The other girls would be quiet and listen to other people's sweet talk with their ears sideways.

What's "uh~ baby, I miss you so much" "baby, what did you eat at noon" "baby, does your stomach still hurt, let me blow it up for you, hoo~~"

Hey!It's disgusting!She didn't even dare to write like that in her novels!

Yun Shuqian was also eavesdropping on the army. At that time, she was thinking, if she were Han Yin, she would feel very ashamed.

Thinking about it now, the poor ones were the ones who eavesdropped. Han Yin chatted so happily that no one else existed.

"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."

Yun Shuqian pulled the quilt and called his name.

At this time of night, the tone and intonation of her calling his name were completely different from those in the daytime. It sounded soft and sweet, a bit like being coquettish.

And during the day, everyone can make up for the voice of the old mother calling your full name, which is frightening.

"Song Jiamu? Are you asleep?"

"……Um?"

It was almost 11:30, Song Jiamu was sleepy, and when he answered her, his voice was very lazy.

"I just want to say, let's give the manuscript to Xiang Toon on Friday, what do you think?"

"Um……"

"Also, I suddenly remembered..."

Song Jiamu was speechless. When he was still awake, she didn't say a word. Now that he was about to fall asleep, she became energetic, and her words kept shaking.

"Hey, go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow, good night."

Song Jiamu interrupted her.

Yun Shuqian couldn't hear anything else clearly, but that "beautiful" could be heard very clearly, as if a pair of big hands were gently rubbing her chest, she suddenly became obediently unable to say a word.

"You, what are you talking about..."

"I told you to be good."

"Oh."

She closed her mouth, and the quilt was raised a little higher, leaving only a pair of big eyes blinking at him on the screen.

After a while, she pulled down the quilt a little bit with a voice she could hear, and said with a small mouth: "Good night..."

After waiting for a long time, Song Jiamu did not move. After waiting for a while, he had already let out a soft snore.

Yun Shuqian just watched him sleep like this, obediently did not speak any more.

Of course, this is definitely not listening to him, and she is not really good, but she knows that he will get up very early for a run tomorrow, and if he doesn't sleep well, he will be very tired all day.

It's not that I'm worried that he will be tired, it's just, just...

Yun Shuqian thought about it for a long time, and finally found a reason - if the noise made him unable to sleep, he might not get up for a run, and he might not bring her the sandwich she wanted to eat.

Yep, that's it.

……

After entering April, there has been more rain in southern Jiangsu.

Thursday is Grain Rain, and it is also the best time to eat Chinese toon.

It started to rain in the middle of the night, the rain was not heavy, but it continued to fall all night until dawn.

With the slight sound of rain and the sound of sound sleep in the video, Yun Shuqian slept very soundly and well-behaved this night.

Because when Song Jiamu woke up, he found that she was still on the pillow.

In the past, she either rolled onto the wall or fell asleep under the quilt, so it was quite rare to fall asleep obediently like this.

The mobile phone video was facing her face, and he listened carefully. Even the guy who usually speaks and shuts is sour, but when he only has the sound of sleeping and breathing, he is quite cute and cute.

Song Jiamu got up and changed clothes, opened the curtains, it was still raining outside.

The running plan can only be put on hold temporarily.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face first, and the rain didn't stop.

It's still early, even though he can't run anymore, Song Jiamu didn't go back to bed to sleep.

He held up an umbrella and walked into the early morning rain.

From Huabanli Road, go straight to Anjiang Road. The distance is not too far. If you walk directly, it is only two kilometers.

On the day of Guyu, after a night of warm rain, the morning was extraordinarily gentle, and sent the branches of weeping willows by the roadside to Song Jiamu.

That touch of green that had just sprouted and was full of vitality broke into his field of vision ignorantly, and gently brushed against his umbrella.

Drops of water flowed down the umbrella ribs, and he lifted his eyes, and then saw a large piece of green and hazy smoke, along the direction of this street, all the way to a long distance.

The world suddenly became colorful.

"Boss, I want two grilled cheese sandwiches and two pumpkin porridge, pack them up."

"Okay, you take it."

I walked back with the breakfast I bought, and when I returned to the community, it was about the same time as usual.

The pig next door got up too.

Originally seeing the rain today, Yun Shuqian was a little melancholy, thinking that her breakfast must have been ruined.

But she still beat the soaked soybeans into soy milk, and when she was pouring the soy milk from the soymilk machine, the doorbell rang.

He trotted over happily, opened the door, and saw Song Jiamu through the crack of the door.

Sure enough, he didn't go for a run, because his clothes were different, and he was still wearing slippers. His toes looked wet, and his trousers were rolled up a little.

He holds a wet umbrella in his right hand and a delicate breakfast in his left.

"Here, your takeaway has arrived."

Song Jiamu handed her the sandwich and pumpkin porridge she wanted.

Yun Shuqian looked a little moved. She took the breakfast, bit her lips, blinked and said, "Did you go out to buy breakfast and buy it on the way? It's raining today..."

"no."

Song Jiamu said: "It's obvious that I held up an umbrella to buy it for you. Are you moved?"

"Just a little bit."

Yun Shuqian pinched his fingers to show him, then ran back to the house, and held out his cup of soy milk to him.

"It's raining today, do you still ride an electric bike to school?"

"There is a raincoat, or a double raincoat. The rain is not too heavy, so it should be fun." Song Jiamu took a sip of soy milk and said leisurely.

Just don't invite her to ride an electric bike together.

Yun Shuqian was a little itchy, so her hands were itchy, and she hugged the door without closing it. Her tender fingers were like a kitten grinding its claws, gently picking at the side of the door.

She slept well last night, and her eyes were not puffy when she woke up today, they were bright and big, full of agility.

But now there was some unknown little resentment in these big eyes, so the little mouth was also pouted a little bit, and the little nose was wrinkled, looking at Song Jiamu who was full of complacency.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" she asked.

"No more." Song Jiamu took another sip of soy milk, and smacked his mouth enjoying it.

"Bye bye then." Yun Shuqian stuck out her little tongue at him, said "slightly~", and was about to close the door.

"Hey wait." Song Jiamu blocked the door.

Yun Shuqian stopped closing the door, blinked her big eyes, not knowing what to think, her tender fingers began to sting the door again.

"Do you know what cute aggression means?"

"Ok?"

Yun Shuqian was stunned, thinking that he was going to invite her to ride to school by bike, but she asked a strange word.

When she was thinking like a puzzled kitten, Song Jiamu suddenly reached out and pinched her soft cheek twice.

"It's cute aggression."

Before she could get mad, Song Jiamu quickly slipped away.

(End of this chapter)