Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 112 You have to find a way to kiss and hug yourself (subscribe)
In the TV screen, a group of cute dinosaurs continued their stories.

On the sofa, the girl hugged the pillow in her arms tightly, and the boy's arms naturally wrapped around her shoulders. In his breath, she watched the movie quietly, as if someone had used a hold technique ,like a statue.

I can't get enough of the movie, whether it's for Song Jiamu or Yun Shuqian.

But both of them tacitly pretended to be watching a movie, for fear that the other party would realize that they were not calm at all.

Yun Shuqian wanted to find something to talk about, such as talking about the plot of a movie, or talking about a book, but every time she tried to open her mouth, her heartbeat would speed up disobediently, and her face would turn red, making her feel that no matter what she said , it must be soft, without the usual deterrent force at all, maybe he will mistakenly think that he is acting like a baby.

When she didn't speak, Song Jiamu didn't speak either. It was rare to find a balance point, and he was afraid that if he spoke, he would break this balance.

After a long time, his arm began to feel sore, because Yun Shuqian was a girl after all, he couldn't completely put the weight of his arm on her shoulder, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable, so he thoughtfully raised it halfway, Let the skin touch her, but not press down on her.

If only she could lean in his arms, neither of them would have to work so hard.

The movie ended, and the two remained motionless.

It wasn't until the picture stopped moving that the two sides came back to their senses.

From the beginning to the end, it took almost an hour. I watched the movie, but I didn’t seem to watch it, but obviously both of them felt that this hour was not wasted. Some kind of soft emotions dominated their moods, so they forgot to watch the movie. This thing.

"I have to clean up the dishes."

Yun Shuqian said so.

He still hasn't let go.

Yun Shuqian raised her left hand and took away the palm he put on her right shoulder. When she touched his fingers, her pretty face that had been cooled down began to burn hot again.

"Come on, you cook, I wash the dishes."

Song Jiamu finally withdrew his arm.

Some of the rice grains sticking to the bowl started to harden due to the long time.

He put all the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, took out the leftovers, and started washing the dishes.

Only then did Yun Shuqian breathe a sigh of relief, feeling her shoulders were sore and numb, she picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice. She was very thirsty, so she took a few more sips.

The small mouth was bulging, and the thin skin had a translucent texture. She turned her head to look at Song Jiamu in the kitchen, and Song Jiamu happened to look back at her. I drank it, but choked again, spit it out with a puff, and coughed badly.

Woo, it's all his fault!It's all his fault!

Yun Shuqian wiped her mouth and clothes in embarrassment, and pulled some paper towels to wipe the orange juice on the coffee table.

I ran to the bathroom to wash my face, and finally got out of the weird feeling just now.

Song Jiamu washes dishes slowly, but they are very clean. The way of washing dishes is also different from Yun Shuqian. Yun Shuqian is used to washing dishes together in a basin, while Song Jiamu is used to washing them with dish cotton. Fine, wash one by one.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her standing at the kitchen door, and Song Jiamu looked back.

Yun Shu was a little confused about how to place his hands better, it felt like you started to care about how long to blink, and then forgot how to blink.

So she put on a domineering posture, crossing her arms with her chest, so that she would not look like a little girl, but sister Yu.

"How are you washing the dishes?" Sister Yu Yun Shuqian made a leadership voice.

"... Wash it soon." Song Jiamu cooperated with the voice of the squeezed employee.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Jiamu turned back and asked, "How do you feel?"

"The movie is very good, go forward bravely, and protect important people."

"I said we hooked our shoulders just now."

"..."

Yun Shuqian changed the posture of crossing her arms to her chest. She put her hands behind her little buttocks and stopped looking at him. She leaned against the wall and said boredly, "I don't feel anything."

"That means our relationship has now reached the point where we can hook our shoulders together and feel nothing!"

"That's not the case!"

"But don't you feel nothing?"

Yun Shuqian did not continue to chat with him about his feelings, and he would not tell him if he had feelings.

Like last time, she stretched out her palm and squeezed out the second section of her ring finger: "We're probably that close now."

Song Jiamu counted and said speechlessly, "It's only one-seventh?"

"Hmm~" She nodded cutely.

"I doubt your standard of judgment."

Song Jiamu said: "As the name suggests, the best in the world means that there is no one who is better than the other party, so you should compare me with the best friend you think at present, so as to judge the progress of our relationship."

"specific?"

"For example, when you feel bored, will you think of me first?"

"……Won't!"

"Then you found something delicious and fun, do you want to share it with me the most?"

"……No!"

"Then when others speak ill of me, will you stand firmly by my side?"

"...I will speak ill of you with others!"

Song Jiamu was convinced.

For a moment, he really wanted to press her against the wall and kiss her, to see how hard her mouth was.

In short, Yun Shuqian did not agree with his statement. She said: "This is not accurate. It should be compared with our previous ones. I think this is accurate."

"That's specific?" Song Jiamu was curious.

"For example, you can eat an ice cream together, take a nap together, kiss and hug each other, tell each other your little secrets, if the other person is close to someone, you will be jealous, happy together when you are happy, and happy when you are sad. We are sad together, probably like this."

Song Jiamu's eyes lit up, and he said hastily, "You can do it now! I don't dislike your drool, why don't I go buy some ice cream and let's try it together?"

"No, I mean the kind where both parties are very natural! These things happen naturally when the relationship is reached!"

"Ok."

Song Jiamu said again: "But I think there is one thing that is very important."

"what?"

"Do you think two people are good, is it a matter of one person, or a matter of two people?" Song Jiamu asked her back.

"One slap can't make a sound, of course it's a matter between two people." Yun Shuqian said honestly.

"now it's right."

Song Jiamu put the washed dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, "In the matter of being with you, I can't rely on my own efforts. You have to think about being with me, so you should spend more time thinking about it. The method, see how can I eat an ice cream with me, take a nap together, kiss and hug together, and even eat my jealousy. These are all the standards you set. If you don’t work hard, then we You can never go back to being number one in the world, okay?"

"I... I figured out a way by myself??"

Yun Shuqian was suddenly speechless, always feeling that he was secretly changing some concepts, did he just say 'good' or 'reconcile'?
And... actually want her to find a way to eat an ice cream, take a nap, kiss and hug with him? !

Did you hear that right? !
I always feel that something is wrong...

Obviously not like this?The girl was suddenly a little confused.

"We figured out a solution together, don't you want to be nice to me?" Song Jiamu suddenly asked seriously.

"I haven't." Yun Shuqian denied.

Feeling that she seemed to be at a disadvantage in the conversation, Yun Shuqian hugged her arms again to increase her momentum, but her blushing face was particularly inconsistent with the posture of crossing her chest with her hands.

"But I always feel that you have some scruples." Song Jiamu continued.

"What scruples..."

"It's like I can hug you without pressure, but you can't hug me like this, even when it's just the two of us."

"Do you think I dare not hug you?" Yun Shu was very angry.

Isn't this the same as saying that she is guilty, she is not guilty, since he can hug her generously, then she can also hug him generously.

"Then you hug."

Song Jiamu turned around and faced her with open arms.

Yun Shuqian was stunned, and only then did she feel hooked.

"You, you turn around."

"All right."

Song Jiamu turned his back to her.

Can't see her, but can feel her slowly approaching.

A pair of soft hands rested lightly on his waist. At first, they pinched two fingers, as if they wanted to pinch him. Then they moved forward and wrapped around his waist. Ten tender fingers His fingers were tightly clasped, pressing against his firm belly.

She was exerting force, and then Song Jiamu felt a warm and tender body pressed against his back.

His heart was beating wildly.

Maybe it was because he was too focused, Song Jiamu only felt that this moment slowed down many times, but in fact it only took two or three seconds. The reserved girl hugged him from behind, and then pulled him away immediately.

This is not riding an electric car, nor is it a haunted house. In a quiet home, that's right, it's her home. She hugged him inexplicably like this.

Knowing that this guy did it on purpose, she still took the bait!
Now that she came back to her senses, Yun Shuqian felt that she was going to cry stupidly!
You should ignore him and let him stand stupidly without anyone hugging him.

But I also feel that if she doesn't hug him, he will be very sad, and then he won't get along with her, won't send her home after school, and won't bring her breakfast every morning...

When Song Jiamu turned his head, Yun Shuqian had already retreated to the kitchen door and stood there.

The little face was blushing, she grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and didn't look at him, she lowered her head not knowing what she was thinking.

"How about it, do you feel..."

"I want to eat small wontons with gnocchi tomorrow morning, from Piaoxiangxuan's."

"Ok?"

"I want to eat small wontons with gnocchi tomorrow morning, from Piaoxiangxuan's!"

"...don't be so loud."

Song Jiamu took his schoolbag, and Yun Shuqian lay down on the cat's eye to confirm that his uncle and aunt were not at the door, and quickly opened the door to let him go home.

Close the door, and the house is quiet again.

It's over, what did you do with him tonight?The two families are so familiar, and now they are behind their elders' backs like this...

Want her to find a way to get along with him? !

The girl whined like a puppy, threw herself on the bed and couldn't get up.

(End of this chapter)