Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 144 Who wants to try this with you! (seeking subscription)

It rained all night in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and it continued to rain until early morning.

The pattering rain hit the eaves, window sills, and floors, rustling, like a layer of background, and also hit the soft soil and grass, so soft that it was almost imperceptible. The rain on the eaves gathered and ticked. When it landed, it might have landed on the protective net, and the brittle raindrops hit it, and there was a tinkling sound. There were some small puddles on the road, or a stream that continued to meander into the distance...

After the rain, the West Lake has a thin mist, just like a fairyland on earth.

In a leisurely holiday, sleeping on a rainy day is a comfortable and happy thing.

The rain curtain outside the room was drowsy, but there was a warm feeling in the room with the dim lights turned on after the lights were turned off.

The girl was sleeping soundly like a cat in a small shop. Like the previous two days, she did not know when she nestled into Song Jiamu's arms.

Maybe it was the tranquility of the rainy day, but her posture this morning looked much more obedient, like a baby, with her hands clenched into small fists, her delicate body curled up, obediently resting her head on Song Jiamu's chest to sleep.

It was probably Song Jiamu who hugged her gently all night, and fell asleep in his soft voice.

So in her sleep, she seemed to be able to feel the whole world after the rain, her body was soft, and she felt like her heart was floating in the water.

Such a comfortable feeling made her unwilling to open her eyes even when she woke up.

Even though she clearly felt that his arm was still around her shoulders, but she was sure that she was not entangled with him like an octopus like two days ago, the girl felt relieved, moaned and groaned comfortably, and buried her face in the quilt Li, let him continue to hug.

When a girl is the sweetest and gentlest, it must be when she just wakes up. At this time, the girl is the least resistant.

Song Jiamu made an inch of progress, his arms were a little stronger, and he hugged her even tighter, but his eyes were still closed, pretending that he was also sleeping.

It's a pity that the increasingly intense heartbeat betrayed him.

Yun Shuqian also recovered from the daze of just getting up, her soft body began to gradually tighten, and the small fists that were held in a virtual way became firmly held.

The girl opened her eyes and looked at Song Jiamu who was still pretending to sleep, his Adam's apple rolled from time to time.

Perhaps Song Jiamu also sensed the danger. He pretended to be asleep, turned over, and naturally took his arm away from her.

Yun Shuqian also tacitly turned over, rolled up her quilt and pretended to sleep on the other side.

Five minutes later, the two people who pretended to be asleep 'woke up' from such a reserved sleeping position, without mentioning the previous ambiguity.

"Wow~~ so comfortable!! It feels like I have slept for a long time!!"

Yun Shuqian bent her knees and sat up, holding two small fists, and stretched her waist long. There was a lovely curve on her chest, which was about the size of her own small fist.

"Drink~!"

Song Jiamu also used the same movement to stretch his waist. His roar sounded like a weightlifter lifting five hundred catties.

"Oh, what are you doing, you scared me!" Yun Shuqian patted him angrily.

"Then if I hum like you~ hum~ chirp~~ wouldn't I look too sissy?" Song Jiamu was speechless.

"It is."

If he groaned like this ~ groaning ~, Yun Shuqian felt that she would definitely have goose bumps all over her body, and then picked up the slippers and slapped him to death.

"Song Jiamu, bring my phone here."

Yun Shuqian saw the message light on the phone on the bedside table blinking.

Usually, if she sleeps alone, she must play with her mobile phone until very late before she is willing to close her eyes, but during the three nights she slept with Song Jiamu, she never touched her mobile phone again after she lay down. In her hands, she is not in the mood to play, how can a mobile phone be as fun as sleeping?
Song Jiamu picked up her phone, unplugged the charging cable, and then plugged in her own phone to charge.

In order to simplify the luggage, both of them only brought one mobile phone charger.

"It's only 07:30! I thought we slept until ten o'clock!"

Yun Shuqian looked at the time and said in surprise, the quality of sleep in these three nights has been excellent, she wakes up naturally every morning, and can sleep well in eight hours.

"Then I went to bed late today, and usually around 06:30 at the latest, I will wake up naturally."

Song Jiamu sat on the bed and took a few sips of water, took a few sips of water, and handed the water bottle to Yun Shuqian, then he lifted the quilt and got up to go to the bathroom.

Yun Shuqian looked at the message on her phone, took a small sip of water from the water bottle, and suddenly realized that this guy seemed to be drinking from the right mouth just now, she just froze for a moment, then continued to drink water calmly.

The news was sent by her mother. Xu Ying thought she was going back to southern Jiangsu today. Yun Shuqian was only interested in playing yesterday and forgot to tell her.

"Our club temporarily added activities, and we will go back tomorrow. Mom, where are you quarantined?"

"A hotel near the airport, I'm with your dad, we need NO.14 to go back."

"Just stay in the hotel all the time? Will it be boring?"

"Fortunately, there is internet, so I just work in a hotel, of course it's boring."

Yun Shuqian thought to herself, if she and Song Jiamu were quarantined in the hotel together, she wouldn't feel bored for fourteen days...

After the mother and daughter chatted for a while, she put down her phone, put on her slippers and went to the bathroom.

Song Jiamu was squeezing toothpaste, and he kindly squeezed a portion for her.

Yun Shuqian thought to herself, even if she was a princess, her treatment would be nothing more than that, she felt that she was about to be corroded by such a day.

"Here, let's brush our teeth together."

Song Jiamu handed her the toothbrush. He was still naked, so they stayed alone in the small bathroom space with him. The reserved girl was too ashamed to look at him, but there was no other place to look.

"You rascal, you don't wear clothes in broad daylight! Are you ashamed!"

"There's nothing wrong with men. It's okay for men to be shirtless in novels."

"Go get dressed!"

"well……"

He put down his toothbrush and went out to put on a T-shirt. When he came back, the bathroom door was closed.

Song Jiamu twisted the doorknob, and the door was locked.

"Hey, open the door, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Her embarrassing voice came from inside: "Go away! I want to pee!"

It wasn't until the shadow at the door walked away that the girl relaxed, and comfortably let go of the urge to urinate that had been held all night.

There is a trash basket next to the toilet. Neither she nor Song Jiamu has ever thrown paper towels into the basket. It always feels ashamed to be seen throwing used paper towels into the basket. The waste paper basket in the girls' toilet is even more messy. Everything is there.

Throwing the tissue into the toilet, flushing, Yun Shuqian washed his hands, opened the door, and took a quick look at the door, but he didn't find Song Jiamu eavesdropping by the door.

Song Jiamu, who was sitting by the bed playing with his mobile phone, felt lingering fear. Fortunately, he was a gentleman, otherwise he would have been caught.

The two stand together in front of the sink and brush their teeth, looking at each other in the mirror with bubbles in their mouths, and occasionally can't help laughing when they look at each other.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Jiamu asked.

"I didn't smile, obviously you laughed, and then made me laugh." Yun Shuqian said.

"Fool."

"the stupid one is you."

There is only one faucet, and when rinsing the mouth with water, the two of them grab the water from the cup one by one, and then raise their heads together, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling~!

Song Jiamu opened his palm, and Yun Shuqian took the facial cleanser and squeezed a little into his palm.

"You're too stingy! I gave you two new ones! You squeezed soybeans for me?!"

"Why do boys want to be so delicate? Do they want to seduce other girls?"

"Then when my face is oily, I'll rub it all over your face."

"you're disgusting."

Yun Shuqian squeezed him a little more. This guy has a big face and uses more facial cleanser than her.

"Ah, I forgot to bring in the towel."

Yun Shuqian rubbed the bubbles on her face, and went out to the balcony to put away the towel. She brought the towel herself. She uses a towel to wash her face. The texture is very soft, and she gently touches it to absorb moisture.

It was still raining outside the balcony. The rain was not heavy, but it kept falling, and the West Lake in the distance became hazy.

Back in the bathroom, Song Jiamu had already washed his face, and grabbed two paper towels to dry his face.

"There are still some bubbles in your bangs." Yun Shuqian said.

"where?"

"here."

She simply reached out and wiped the bubbles from his bangs for him.

As a result, there were more bubbles on his bangs, because her own hands were also full of bubbles.

"... I think you did it on purpose?"

"No!"

A smirk appeared on Yun Shuqian's face. She really didn't do it on purpose. She forgot that she also had bubbles on her hand for a while, but she was happier because of the consequences.

Song Jiamu wiped off the bubbles on her bangs, washed her towel with warm water, and wrung out the water.

She picked up the water to wash off the bubbles on her face, and when she was about to wipe herself off with a towel, Song Jiamu spread the towel on her palm and walked up to her.

"I'll help you."

"Need not……"

"Experience the experience. If you don't feel like holding hands, try your boyfriend to help you wipe your face."

"..."

She stood obediently, Song Jiamu pressed a warm towel to her face, and gently wiped her face.

Eye corners, mouth corners, nose, hairline...

The towel was warm and his movements were gentle.

A 20-year-old girl, she actually felt the feeling of her father wiping her face when she was a child, the warm towel, and the big and generous palms.

After wiping her face, Song Jiamu also wiped her neck.

I don't know if it was because the towel was too hot, or his movements were too gentle, but the girl blushed, and stood obediently, without saying a word.

"How is it, how is your boyfriend's experience of wiping his face?"

Song Jiamu put away the towel, washed it with warm water and wrung it dry again.

"It's, it's okay..."

She was a little shy, took the towel in his hand and ran away.

"Isn't it, you are so different? You don't feel it when you hold hands, but you feel it when you wipe your face?"

"Humph……"

Yun Shuqian ignored him, so she wouldn't tell him. In fact, she felt it too. Maybe it was because she was single for too long, and she felt that she was super sensitive.

Especially for his gentleness, there is no resistance at all.

The rain has been pattering for a day, and the rain is not heavy, but it has affected travel.

Song Jiamu didn't go out for a run today either, the two of them stayed in the hotel and coded together.

Order takeout for breakfast and takeout for lunch, and live a decadent life as a couple staying in a hotel ahead of time.

Of course, this is not a boring thing for the two of them. Even when they are coding, they sit on the sofa together. Can be excited.

After lunch, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian got under the covers again.

The balcony door was closed, and the curtains were drawn. The room was dim, and the two of them were ready to get down to business.

"Hurry up, is it fully charged?" She looked forward to it.

"Don't worry, the battery is definitely enough." Song Jiamu took out the tablet.

"I want some potato chips."

"After a while, all the crumbs fell on the bed."

"I eat it in small bites so it won't fall off the bed."

"Your milk tea."

"Hey, it's so cold! We would have ordered an extra dim sum if we had known."

"earphone."

Song Jiamu took out an earphone, she turned her face slightly, and he pushed her hair back to help her put the earphones on.

The flat screen lights up, perfect for watching a movie under the covers on a rainy day.

Sitting together at the head of the bed, Song Jiamu was in charge of holding the tablet. Because the screen was not big, their shoulders were squeezed together, and their heads were also close together.

This reminded Yun Shuqian of her childhood, when she had MP4, and what she and Song Jiamu liked most was watching cartoons under the covers with MP4.

If two people get under the quilt, the light from the screen can illuminate each other's faces, and the distance feels so close in an instant.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Song Jiamu asked.

"Let's fall in love." Yun Shuqian said, "Look at how other people fall in love and find inspiration."

"Then watch "Pounding Heartbeat"?"

"Well, I've seen it several times."

"How about this, "The Notebook of Love", which tells the story of a pair of first-time lovers who have gone through all kinds of ups and downs and finally reunited, overcome the barriers of time, and finally come together to spend a lifetime together."

"Yeah! That's it!"

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian didn't read it either, but after reading the introduction and ratings, they immediately attracted their interest.

"Want to hold hands with me?" Song Jiamu asked her.

His thoughts jumped too fast, Yun Shuqian didn't realize it all at once, and said "Huh?" in a daze.

Only then did I realize that the past two days seemed to be in the club activity 'First Experience of Love'.

She squeezed a piece of potato chips into her mouth, looked at the paused scene of the movie with her big eyes unblinking, shook her head seemingly calmly and said, "No."

"Just as an experience, don't you want to try?"

Yun Shuqian was convinced that Song Jiamu was very good at bewitching young girls, if he had said that before this holiday, he would have been beaten like a pig by her.

But it happened that they held hands a lot in the past few days, and they held hands more than thirty times!So much so that Yun Shuqian got used to it, the most important thing was that when she held hands, she felt that she was really moved.

"……don't want."

"Okay then, I'll put my hand here. When you want to try it, you can hold it yourself."

"Who wants to hold your hand, hum."

Song Jiamu's left palm was facing upwards, and his five fingers were slightly separated. He placed it between the two of them like a piece of delicious bait, which made the little crucian carp peek sideways from time to time.

The movie started, and the two of them squeezed together again, watching "The Notebook" seriously.

The storyline is still very touching, and the score is also very high.

Of course, for two single dogs, the most exciting thing is the non-stop kissing scene, such as meeting kisses, bathtub kisses, rain kisses, beach kisses... the pictures are beautiful and moving.

When watching these scenes with Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian felt a little hot, which reminded her of when she said to him when she was a child, "Why don't we try it too", and then the two kissed...

The movie was sour, it awakened memories, and it was a bit uncomfortable to watch.

Yun Shuqian's eyes fell on Song Jiamu's hand in the middle again.

Rapid heartbeat.

She stretched out her right hand calmly, and approached his left hand little by little.

But he didn't hold it up, just put it side by side with his left hand, the skin of the arm was close to each other, and the palms were facing to one side.

A reserved girl can only do so much!She's not going to tell him 'I want to try' like she did when she was a kid!
Fortunately, Song Zhutou is not really a pig's head.

After feeling her hand next to him, his hand moved too.

Little by little, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, he gently wrapped his palms around, and the two of them interlaced their arms and their palms touched together.

The girl's body was tense, her big eyes were still looking at the screen, and she felt her body temperature rising rapidly.

She spread her fingers slightly.

So that big hand fumbled strangely, and inserted its fingers into hers until it fit perfectly.

The moment their fingers interlocked, the two held each other's hand tacitly.

In a dark room in the rain.

Two hearts are beating wildly.

The movie goes on.

But no one can see it.

"Do you feel it this time?" He asked softly.

"..."

There was a long silence, so long that Song Jiamu thought she would not answer this question.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, but her little head nodded disobediently, and her immature throat made a crisp and soft sound.

"Ah."

"How about we try it too?" Song Jiamu said.

"...Aren't you already trying it?"

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Song Jiamu's palm was getting hotter and hotter.

"I mean this."

Song Jiamu turned the screen around.

It was only then that Yun Shuqian noticed that the hero and heroine in the picture were kissing passionately.

After understanding what he wanted to try, the girl's cheeks faded layer by layer with a pink blush, stacked together into a rouge-like color, spreading from the cheeks to the neck.

When he turned his head again, Song Zhutou came over with his eyes closed and his mouth pouted.

The childhood memories instantly became clear in my mind, the evening after school, the sound from the TV turned into the background, the golden sun and the sunset, she and him were head to head, sitting on the floor imitating each other Kiss, at that moment his eyes widened...

"Shameless! Who wants to try this with you!!"

Yun Shuqian's cheeks were flushed red, she stopped holding hands, took her hand out of his palm, squeezed his lips that came close to him, and pulled his mouth into a pout in embarrassment.

"Uh! Uh! It hurts!"

(End of this chapter)