Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 132 Is the Hooligan Actually Myself (Subscribe)

The golden light shines warmly into the room through the gaps in the curtains, giving it a different kind of laziness and ambiguity.

Stimulated by the light, the girl's eyelids moved and she made a cute moaning sound, reluctant to wake up.

She just felt warm and comfortable, the bed was so soft, the quilt was so soft, she was refreshed and at ease, her little face didn't feel oily, and even the sleeping bear became so big, hug her Super comfortable!The taste is also very fragrant!
Such a comfortable morning, isn't it still a dream?

Hee hee, then I won't wake up, a dream within a dream~~
The girl's fair and slender legs clamped the oversized sleeping bear, her arms stretched out to hug her, her face was buried in the sleeping bear's chest, and she whimpered like a sleeping pig .

until something comes to mind.

Yun Shuqian opened his eyes suddenly.

Song Jiamu, who was lying flat on the bed, woke up at some point, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Feeling that the soft body wrapped around him like an octopus stiffened instantly, he turned his head around, looked at Yun Shuqian with wide-eyed eyes, and greeted her softly:

"morning."

"..."

The confused girl came back to her senses like this, and the memory of last night suddenly squeezed into her mind forcefully.

She rolled her eyes stiffly, watching the postures of the two.

Posture is a bit bad.

To be precise, it was her sleeping position that was a little bad...

Song Jiamu was lying flat like a mummy, and he didn't know whether his quilt was for protecting himself or her, anyway, he wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

Even so, it still failed to prevent her invasion.

The girl's quilt was messy, part of it was on her body, and the other part was on Song Jiamu's body.

She turned sideways, with a slender white leg wrapped around Song Jiamu's waist like this, and her arms were not idle, they stretched out straight to hug him tightly, and some baby's fat face was buried in his neck The little lips were naturally pouted under the pressure of the cheeks, revealing two small white teeth, the long eyelashes were like two small brushes, and the soft hair was scattered on his face, chest, and arms. It has a fragrant and warm taste.

She occupied two-thirds of the space on a bed that wasn't too big, and Song Jiamu was almost lying on the edge.

No, no, no... I should not have woken up yet, this should be a dream! !

She closed her eyes again and fell asleep with difficulty.

Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, and he felt the leg wrapped around his waist slide down to a more sensitive position. Even through the quilt, his whole body tensed up instantly.

"Don't pretend to be asleep again when you wake up...I know you may have slept comfortably...but I feel a little uncomfortable...In short, I didn't move, and you can see clearly that it was you who treated me..."

"Ah! Go away! Go away!"

Yun Shuqian couldn't pretend anymore, her little face flushed instantly, she got up from him numbly, grabbed her own pillow and covered him, not letting him talk anymore.

The book says that when you wake up and see the other person's face, you will feel very happy.

But why did Yun Shuqian feel that she was going to die?
She screamed hysterically, got up from Song Jiamu, hid herself under the quilt, and never came out again.

Only then did Song Jiamu heave a sigh of relief. At the beginning of last night, Yun Shuqian did sleep quite peacefully, but after midnight, she began to be dishonest, constantly rubbing against him, and her hands and feet were also numb. tangled up.

He just pushed her away, and after a while she climbed up again.

Song Jiamu had no choice but to let her pester him. After she hugged him, she really slept well again.

But Song Jiamu is uncomfortable!
Of course, the girl who slept like a pig didn't know that she hadn't slept so comfortably and relaxed for a long time.

Fortunately, there are two quilts, otherwise, if they sleep on the same bed and share a quilt, the chewing gum given by my mother will probably come in handy.

Song Jiamu didn't take advantage of it, he was justified, and being taken advantage of by a girl wasn't a disadvantage at all, it was a kind of charming but torturous enjoyment.

Look at the people who are wronged, now they are hiding in bed, wishing to die.

The soft weight on his body disappeared, and Song Jiamu stopped lying down. After a while, he lifted the quilt and got up, and covered the quilt snail.

Yun Shuqian groaned strangely again, and wriggled around in the quilt, unable to find the exit of the quilt all at once.

Before she could get out of the quilt, Song Jiamu hurried to the bathroom to wash his face in cold water to calm down.

After brushing his teeth, he came out of the bathroom with his bare upper body and no clothes on.

Yun Shuqian, who had just popped her head out of the quilt, hid in the quilt again in a flash. Covered with two quilts, she turned her back to him with difficulty.

Her voice came muffled under the quilt: "You, you'd better forget what happened just now!"

"Speak politely, you don't want your uncles and aunts to know about you wrapping around me like an octopus all night."

"...One, all night?! Isn't it all your fault! You came to my bed by yourself!"

Song Jiamu ignored her, she was feeling ashamed, the more irritable she was, the more guilty she was, if the gentleman explained to her more, it would give her a chance to refute.

Sure enough, seeing Song Jiamu ignoring her, Yun Shuqian thought he was angry.

If it were instead him clinging to her, hugging her, and rubbing against her when she woke up like this, making her stay up all night, she would definitely be angry...

Feeling guilty and unreasonable, the girl quietly poked her head out of the bed.

I don't know if it was bored for too long or something, her little face was so red, and her little mouth was pouted, she felt that she took advantage of him and hugged him all night, but it was true that she woke up feeling very comfortable, refreshed head full.

Song Jiamu glanced back at her, changed clothes and put on shoes on his own, went to the bedside table and unplugged the charged mobile phone, then walked to the door in silence.

"Song Jiamu, where are you going?"

Yun Shuqian, who was hiding under the quilt, finally spoke, and suddenly panicked when he saw that he was about to leave.

"Run and eat breakfast."

"Then can you bring me a copy too..."

"Oh, I'm leaving."

"that……"

"how?"

"I didn't sleep like this on purpose... I really couldn't sleep last night, I didn't disturb you on purpose... Then I fell asleep and didn't know... Don't be angry..."

She crawled out of the quilt and sat on the bed in the posture of a duck, with a pillow in her arms. Maybe it was the first time she apologized to him. She didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and pulled her fingers, her face was red The appearance is a bit lovable.

Song Jiamu looked at her with a half-smile, and after she apologized, she got under the covers and hid again.

"Okay, it's not that I haven't slept together, I still know that you have been dishonest in your sleep."

"..."

"What to eat?"

There was silence for a while.

The girl hiding in the quilt lifted a little of the quilt and said softly, "Sandwiches and coffee."

"I don't know which store is delicious. I'll have a look later. I'm leaving. Open the door for me later."

"Oh."

Song Jiamu opened the door and went out.

Only then did Yun Shuqian climb down from the bed, and ran to the door with slippers on, and hung the chain lock back, feeling a little anxious, and hurried to the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet, the girl covered her hot face with her hands, her mind was filled with the comfort and warmth of hugging him when she just woke up...

Although she didn't want to admit it, she slept really well last night, the quality of sleep was unprecedentedly high, and even the dreams she had were warm, sweet, and full of brilliance.

My parents and uncles and aunts thought they slept in separate rooms, but she and he actually slept on the same bed with their elders on their backs, and she hugged him all night...

Uh...

Yun Shuqian, Yun Shuqian, is it you who is rascal?

……

Without Song Jiamu around, Yun Shuqian felt lonely.

The bed that felt so soft just now is uncomfortable to lie on, and I don’t even bother to code when I turn on the computer. I open the balcony door and see the scenery of the West Lake in the distance. I also feel that it is not as beautiful as I saw before.

She was so bored that she didn't know what to do. After brushing her teeth, washing her face, and changing her clothes, she sat on the sofa and folded the clothes that Song Jiamu threw out one by one.

He took out his phone and shared his location with him.

The location is in a flower honey coffee shop, the cursor stops here, he is probably buying breakfast.

Song Zhutou: "[Voice] There is a set meal with bacon sausage and egg potato cake, do you want to eat it?"

Yunzhupo: "[Voice] Okay, I want a latte for coffee."

Song Zhutou: "[Voice] okok"

Yun Zhupo: "[Voice] How long will it take to come back?"

Song Zhutou: "[Voice] Are you hungry? Soon, get up and brush your teeth."

Yun Zhupo: "[Voice] has already finished brushing."

After buying breakfast, Song Jiamu put his phone back in his pocket, but the shared location was not turned off, so he ran back.

Yun Shuqian was lying on the bed, with his pillow in her arms, her feet were raised high, and she held the phone happily and watched his cursor approaching her direction little by little.

It was originally a very boring thing, but she felt a certain kind of fun from it. She didn't watch short videos or read novels. She just smiled at the corner of her mouth and watched his cursor pass by a certain neighborhood and the attached middle school. The school, and then came to a position 1000 meters away from her, so that it seemed that she was beside him, as if she could see the scenery he passed by.

In the end, his and her cursors overlapped, and their heads were also close together.

There was a knock on the door, and Yun Shuqian immediately got off the bed, put on her slippers and ran towards the door excitedly, opening the door for him.

"I am back."

Song Jiamu was sweating profusely, and a gust of hot air came towards Yun Shuqian's pavement.

"So fast!"

"No, I ran to and came back."

"You're just running, okay?"

"You said you were hungry, so I ran faster."

"Oh, it stinks, go take a shower..."

"Don't steal it!"

Song Jiamu went to take a shower, and Yun Shuqian carried the breakfast and put it on the table.

As soon as he came back, she felt at ease in her heart, the sofa felt softer, the scenery of the West Lake outside the balcony also felt beautiful, and when she turned on the computer, a steady stream of inspiration came out.

Yun Shuqian took the backpack thrown on the sofa to the bed first. This double sofa and the table in front of her can just code words together. She sat on the right and left the seat on the left for him.

Song Jiamu took a shower quickly, changed his clothes, came out and sat beside her, their shoulders were touching.

Yun Shuqian opened the breakfast box. Both the box and the coffee cup were custom-made, with the store logo and words of 'Hua Ke Mi', and the design was very two-dimensional and fashionable.

There is also a small handwritten good morning card in the bag.

[Good morning~ An ideal life needs a little love and excitement~! ^_^]

The handwriting is very delicate, and it looks like it was written by a gentle girl.

"Wow, this store looks so thoughtful."

Girls like such exquisite things. Looking at the delicious breakfast, Yun Shuqian's mood is also beautiful.

She took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the breakfast and the card. Except for the table and the breakfast, she and Song Jiamu's legs were in the photo.

The legs of the two are obviously different, his complexion is wheat-colored, her complexion is milky white and milky white, his legs have obvious muscle lines, while hers are slender and smooth.

"You still have the habit of taking pictures of food?" Song Jiamu took a bite out of the sandwich, and it tasted very good.

"Only shoot what makes sense."

"The meaning of food?"

"Well……"

Yun Shuqian didn't say what it meant.

She put this photo of two people with their legs on camera in an album named after a certain garbled symbol.

This album named with garbled symbols is full of good things. Almost every photo is related to Song Jiamu. She found out the photos of the two when they were young, and put them here.

As for why she didn't choose a name, it was because she didn't know what to name this photo album. Instead, she typed out a bunch of gibberish symbols, which made her feel very appropriate for this photo album.

"I also took a lot of photos, let's post them on Moments first." Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone. He usually rarely posts news, but as long as he does, it is related to her.

"Don't mess with your hair!"

Yun Shuqian was in a hurry, and hurried over to see what photo he was about to send.

"Can you post this one? It's a photo of the two of us at West Lake. I think it's a great shot."

"No, send me this one. The original picture."

Yun Shuqian pointed to another pure landscape photo: "You can post this to Moments."

"What about this one?"

"No, with such a beautiful hand, others will know it's me as soon as they guess."

"I don't know if I should say something..."

"Then don't talk about it, I'm bored to the ground."

"What about this one?"

"No way! When did you take the picture?! When did I have such an expression!"

"……do not mind the details."

"Delete this one."

"Do not delete."

Flipping through the photos from the start, the more Yun Shuqian looked at her expression, the more exciting it was. This guy specially took her ugly photos! !

Like when she smiles like a donkey; like when she blushes like a tomato; like when rice grains stick to her face...

"Song, Jia, Mu! If you dare to send these out, you will swim back from the West Lake!"

"Don't just talk about me, bring your phone and let me see what you took."

"...No."

Yun Shuqian skipped this matter, hurriedly finished breakfast and slipped away.

In the bathroom, Song Jiamu's changed clothes were still left unwashed, sweating profusely, he was still eating breakfast, Yun Shuqian complained 'it's all stinky sweat', and then helped him wash his clothes.

When she finished drying the clothes, she picked up her phone and looked at it. Song Jiamu had indeed posted on Moments, but they were all landscape photos she had just selected, including Leifeng Pagoda, Long Bridge, Town God's Temple, Musical Fountain...

Yun Shuqian remained calm, and also posted a text-only Moments update.

'The weather is great. '

Positioning: Suzhou-Hangzhou West Lake Su Causeway Spring Dawn.

She is as smart as a monkey, so she didn't choose the location of the hotel so stupidly.

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(End of this chapter)