Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 155 Will we be beaten like this? (seeking subscription)
The first day after the holiday, Lixia.

Accustomed to working half an hour later during the holidays, Song Jiamu's biological clock also failed today, and he woke up leisurely when the alarm clock sounded at six o'clock.

But fortunately, when I woke up, I was still full of energy.

The little cat also stretched lazily on his pillow. Compared with the eldest lady next door, it was much more worry-free to sleep with Nian Nian.

After all, boys and girls are different. When Song Jiamu slept with Yun Shuqian, it took him a long time to fall asleep calmly, and the dreams he had at night were also tormenting. After all, her nose was full of fragrance, and the palm of his hand The eyes are full of her tenderness, and the ears are full of her piggy-like laziness.

But girls are different, as long as it is confirmed that it is safe, then she will sleep very comfortably, and can sleep in the arms of the person she likes, which girl does not yearn for it.

Song Jiamu habitually looked at the mobile phone beside the bed, only to realize that Yun Shuqian didn't video with him last night.

The breathing light on the phone was blinking, and it was her who clicked on the message.

[-]:[-] in the morning: "Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."

[-]:[-] AM: "Are you asleep? I feel something under the bed!"

One sixteen in the morning: "[Voice call 1s]"

What?
She called him for a second in the middle of the night last night?
Probably to confirm that he was really asleep, she hung up the voice call as soon as she made it, but she didn't wake him up.

[-]:[-] AM: "Pig!"

Then there are more than a dozen pig emoticons, just the emoticon of the big white pig being dragged away by the ears and trotters.

Song Jiamu was speechless. It was okay to say in the hotel that if she made a fuss, he could squeeze onto her bed with one step.

But now that he is at home, how can he hide from his parents and spend the night secretly at her house...

Song Jiamu thought about the feasibility of doing so.

But soon he gave up. After all, her parents will be back in a few days. Could it be that he can hide from his uncles and aunts and sleep with their daughter at their house?

Sleeping together without being allowed to hug, not allowing to share a quilt, and making himself uncomfortable, this is a loss-making business, Song Jiamu will not do it.

Send her a message.

Song Zhutou: "Are you awake?"

She didn't return.

Song Jiamu got up and changed his clothes, simply rinsed his mouth and washed his face, drank a glass of water and went out for a run.

It is still the new six-kilometer route through the landscape bridge, to the old pier, and finally to the Linjiang Lake Scenic Area.

Lixia is the first solar term in summer. For people in the south, summer has really arrived. When the weather is good, the temperature during the day can reach [-] degrees.

It's only past six o'clock in the morning, but the sun is already pretty good.

Song Jiamu was wearing a gray vest. As the running distance increased, the front chest and back gradually became soaked. The gray color was very vivid, and the wet areas would turn black.

The shoulder straps of the vest are relatively thin, and you can easily see the small teeth marks on his right shoulder. The purple color has dissipated a little, but the marks are still clearly visible.

Of course, for boys, the scratches on the back or the teeth marks on the shoulders are nothing to be ashamed of. On the contrary, when such injuries occur, they will feel proud, which is a symbol of bravery and invincibility .

Only generals who have experienced many battles have large and small scars on their bodies.

Song Jiamu's physical fitness is very good, and a healthy body will make people more confident.

When running, his brain is not empty, he will roughly arrange today's schedule, today is Thursday, and tomorrow is another short day.

In the past week of the online recommendation, his and Yun Shuqian's new books performed very well among the books of the same period, so it's no problem to advance to the next round of recommendations.

At present, writing is smooth, and this fluency is also reflected in the text. Online texts are very particular about the fluency of reading. After all, readers read ten lines at a glance. They have never seen pig running and have eaten pork. Many Readers can't tell what's good about the book, but they can also keenly feel that "this book must be popular, and the front row will be named"

If it was before the change, Song Jiamu would have been complacent, but now he seems quite indifferent, unlike before, staring at the background all day long, and slowly changing his mentality from caring about data to caring about writing itself .

Probably this is also because of the changes brought about by writing with Yun Shuqian.

He likes writing with her. Of course, it would be the best if he could get grades, twice as high as hers. When he became the president, he ordered her to wear cute socks to show him.

"Hi handsome, what do you want?"

"Two Xiaolongbao, two egg pancakes."

The sister who sold the buns saw the teeth marks on his shoulders, and suddenly felt a little envious of the girl who could have the breakfast he helped to bring. After all, she was tall and handsome, with a good body, and she was so gentle to help bring breakfast. The child can stand it.

The guy who was also buying buns saw the teeth marks on his shoulders, and made up his mind to run tomorrow... Hey wait, where can I find a girl to bite me?

The guy is stuck in the chicken-and-egg philosophical question, so should he find a girlfriend before running, or run first and then find a girlfriend?

Just when he was about to ask Song Jiamu for advice, he had already carried his breakfast and started running again in the morning sun.

……

Song Jiamu ran back to the community and rang the doorbell of Yun Shuqian's house.

She usually opened the door very quickly, but this morning she took a lot of time to open the door.

Song Jiamu was startled when he saw the girl with disheveled hair and a sluggish face.

"Yunzhu Po, you went to fight the fire last night? Why are the dark circles under your eyes so big?!"

"..."

Yun Shuqian quickly took out a small mirror and looked at it, and sure enough, she looked like a national treasure.

I had insomnia for most of the night last night, and I still remember that at two o'clock, she was still checking all kinds of weird questions with her mobile phone.

She swears!At first I just wanted to find out how to fall asleep as quickly as possible!

Then the answer told her that when she was tired, she would go to sleep.

She went to check how girls can be tired and sleep well, and the more she checked, the more strange the questions became.

In the end, she searched all kinds of questions and answers about the first-time experience, and even practiced how to make a sound with a blushing face...

In short, the precious sleep time of the night was completely occupied by random thoughts, until finally I really fell asleep, and then I fell asleep in a daze.

I won't mention the things in the dream.

"It's all your fault! How are you going to school now..." The girl's face suddenly became bitter, and because her eyes were big, the dark circles under her eyes became more and more obvious.

"...So, I'm sorry?" Song Jiamu apologized cautiously.

"Hmph, here, your soy milk."

"Delicious."

Song Jiamu took a sip of soy milk, and wanted to say something, but the girl had already closed the door, and hurried to wash her face.

When I got home, my mother came out of the room yawning.

"Hey, I'm sweating all over my body, I'm going to wash it off quickly."

"It doesn't stink."

Song Jiamu put down his breakfast, raised his arms and smelled it, then bent down to take off his shoes, the shoulder straps of his vest slipped, and his mother saw the small teeth marks on his shoulders.

For a moment, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

Such neat little teeth marks, could it be that he fell down while running and nibbled on the dentures that were thrown on the ground by others!
"The one I gave you last time, did you use it?" the old mother asked calmly.

"...how is it possible to use it."

Song Jiamu was speechless, put on his slippers and went back to his room to take a shower.

Li Yuan ran back to the room in a panic.

"Old Song! Old Song!"

……

After taking a shower, changing clothes, eating breakfast, and feeding Niannian, Song Jiamu carried his bag, took his electric car keys and was ready to go out.

"I am leaving."

"……be careful."

"understood."

Song Jiamu closed the door, came to Yun Shuqian's house again, and rang the doorbell of her house like when they went to school together when they were young.

Indeed, for many, many years, I haven't gone to school with her. It doesn't count if we meet occasionally. After all, when we meet occasionally, the two will tacitly one speed up the pace and the other slow down. It has never been like this, He specially rang the doorbell of her house to invite her to go to school together.

Yun Shuqian opened the door very quickly. She put on the most common outfit she usually wears when she goes to school, small white shoes, casual cropped pants and a slightly loose T-shirt. With a few jasmine petals.

Only when she was with him, she would wear cute little skirts.

Although when she asked him to send her to school last night, she was ashamed to death, but after a night of precipitation, she had selectively forgotten that it was her who asked him to send her to school, so let it be Song Zhutou who wanted to send her to school!

After all, both of them are [-]/[-], if he refuses to send her to school, she will deduct [-]... No, deduct [-]/[-], only [-]/[-]!

Since he sent her to school, she would add a little bit to him, barely back to one-third!
"I'm coming."

She opened the door, and stood in front of Song Jiamu pretty, with unfinished steamed buns in her mouth, because she was in a hurry, she stuffed all her brains into her mouth, and her mouth bulged.

The girl's face was tender, and when her mouth puffed up, her skin was like a balloon filled with water, which made people want to poke her.

"Song Jiamu, do I still have dark circles under my eyes?" She said vaguely, trying to eat the buns in her mouth.

"I'll take a closer look."

"Ah."

She stood still obediently, Song Jiamu bent over and came forward, that big face was right in front of her.

The two are so close!

His breath was on her face!
Yun Shuqian's big eyes stared at him vigilantly, preventing him from kissing her suddenly.

Song Jiamu didn't dare to kiss.

He just stretched out his finger and poked her face, it was really good!

So visible to the naked eye, the girl's eyes became dangerous.

Before she could speak, Song Jiamu quickly distanced himself and said, "There's still a little more, but it's okay, it's not as obvious as before."

"You bow your head," she said.

"what……"

"Look down."

"..."

Song Jiamu had no choice but to lower his head again.

She stretched out her tender fingers and pinched his face.

"All right."

"..."

All right, but he really doesn't want to let him take advantage of it for nothing.

The two walked side by side to the elevator, the elevator went down, and when the door was opened, there were still two upstairs residents inside.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian came into the elevator and turned around. Their palms were half-clenched, and the backs of their hands were rubbing against each other. If it wasn't for someone in the elevator, they probably would have been hooked.

But fortunately not someone I know.

The backs of their hands rubbed against each other for a while, and then they tacitly raised their little fingers, and Song Jiamu's little fingers hooked up with hers.

Yun Shuqian couldn't see the two people behind her, but when she hooked up with Song Jiamu's fingers, she felt so excited.

I always felt that the two people behind were staring at her and Song Jiamu's flirting fingers.

For a reserved girl, hooking up with Song Zhutou's little finger in front of strangers is already very ambiguous, but Song Jiamu is more presumptuous, and after a short while after hooking up with little finger, he turns his palms around, palms facing each other, and his five fingers burrow into it. He slipped between the girl's fingers, held her little hand, and interlocked his fingers.

Yun Shuqian hadn't finished chewing the buns yet, her heart beat so fast that she forgot to move her mouth.

The two sneaked out of the elevator holding hands in this way, and looked for any acquaintances as if they were having an affair, and continued holding hands secretly to the carport where the electric car was parked in the community.

whee.

Yun Shuqian was in a beautiful mood, holding hands with him for a short distance, the sleepiness she felt all night disappeared, and now she is very energetic.

Although when she was in Suzhou and Hangzhou, she said that she can’t do this anymore when she comes back, but it’s okay to be sneaky, but she can’t tell him, ‘It’s fine to be sneaky’, it will make her look very unreserved, if Song Jiamu doesn’t understand If so, then he is a pig, a pig, a stinky pig!

She stood obediently next to the electric car, Song Jiamu took out the helmet and helped her put it on.

Many times, Song Jiamu didn't feel like he was in love, but like he had an extra daughter.

The big hand helped her straighten the helmet, and she looked at him with wide eyes.

Yun Shuqian likes to look at him, and it's not entirely because of his good looks, but because his serious expression attracts her, and that kind of gentle eyes will put her in a good mood.

"How long do you have to chew the buns in your mouth?"

"I have a small mouth, so I have to chew a lot before eating to be healthy."

"Then have you had soy milk?"

"No, I'll come out as soon as you ring the doorbell. Next time I'll be early. I'm going to bed late today."

"Then you won't let me wait for you?"

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you. I dare to ask others to wait for you even though I'm late."

"Get in the car."

Song Jiamu straddled the electric scooter, his feet resting firmly on the ground.

Yun Shuqian supported his strong shoulders, raised her legs and sat astride the back seat of the electric car, with her arms around his waist, but compared to before the holiday, she had more physical contact with him, and her arms also hugged him. very tight.

Occasionally, when the electric car bumped over the speed bump, their bodies would get closer, and she didn't pull away like before, but just let the electric car bump and stick her to his back.

"Uncle Liu, what about washing turtles?"

"correct."

Uncle Liu turned the tortoise over and cleaned its chassis with a toothbrush. He looked at the two little ghosts who left the community together on an electric bike, and forgot to clean the tortoise for a while.

The old tortoise didn't like being turned over. Its four thick legs got out of the shell, and with great effort, it turned over by itself.

……

There is no need to squeeze the bus to go to school anymore, the wind and sunshine in the morning are very pleasant, blowing the girl's hair.

"Then you slept well last night?" asked the girl behind her.

"..."

Song Jiamu was vigilantly aware of the danger, and quickly said: "No, if you don't video with me, I toss and turn and can't sleep all night."

"But I sent you a message and you didn't even know."

"I closed my eyes and tossed and turned with a pillow covering my head."

While waiting for the traffic light, Song Jiamu stopped with the bus that Yun Shuqian usually took, and the two of them tacitly turned their heads to look at the passengers who were pushed to the door in the bus.

Song Jiamu proudly blew his whistle towards the bus.

Yun Shuqian proudly whistled at the bus like a little hen laying eggs.

"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."

"Ok?"

"Will we be beaten like this?"

"If they get out of the car and beat us, you can hide in my arms."

"How did you blow that whistle? How could you blow it so loudly?"

"It's useless to learn from me, yours is awesome, full of ridicule, you teach me how to brag."

"That's it."

She poked her head over from the side of his shoulder, Song Jiamu turned his head, and saw her pouting her cute little mouth, blowing vigorously, but there was a "cluck, cluck" sound.

Song Jiamu also imitated her, clucking and clucking.

"Oh, you hate it to death. You are obviously the sound of a hen laying eggs! You are so frightened that you want someone to beat you!"

"But don't you just giggle?"

"Yes~~~~!"

"Giggle~!"

When the green light came on, Song Jiamu turned the accelerator, and two giggling fools rode electric bikes and overtook the bus in one fell swoop.

"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."

"Ok?"

"It's Lixia!"

"Yes, summer is here."

(Dazhang asks for a guaranteed monthly pass~)

(End of this chapter)