Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 158
At noon the next day, which is Friday.

After lunch, Song Jiamu came to rest in the small gazebo as usual. He was still a little curious. Yun Shuqian didn't bring Yuan Caiyi to this beautiful and undisturbed base during the meeting of the Internet Literature Society yesterday. Instead, he chose In a noisy cafeteria.

Sure enough, this is not the base of the web agency, but the secret place where the two meet in the afternoon, right?
We ate lunch separately today, he ate with Zhang Sheng and the others, Yun Shuqian ate with Yuan Caiyi and the girls, I don’t know where she is now, maybe go to the dormitory with Yuan Caiyi Paste it.

The whole day yesterday was full of classes, and there was no rest at noon. The little girl who didn't sleep well was exhausted and turned into a giant panda. She fell asleep with him after [-] o'clock last night with the video turned on. Fortunately, after the video with him, Her sleep quality has improved a lot, and she looks very energetic today.

It's been two days since I came back from the trip. In the same daily life, in the present relationship, there is a feeling of youthful love everywhere. This is a feeling that Song Jiamu has never experienced.

With his eyes closed, he leaned against the pillars of the gazebo, feeling the early summer breeze in the afternoon.

How can there be such a girl in the world, sometimes she is cheerful, sometimes dull, sometimes serious, sometimes childish, sometimes hardworking, sometimes lazy, but whenever she blushes, Song Jiamu always endures I can't help but want to whisper "Yun Shuqian, you are so cute" in her red ear

"What are you thinking, you smile so wretchedly..."

Oh, there is no greater happiness in the world than being there when someone is being thought of.

"I miss you."

"Tch, it's definitely not a good thing."

Song Jiamu thought the same thing, since she was liked by him, it meant that she was destined to have at least ten or eight children before giving up.

Song Jiamu opened his eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, maybe he closed his eyes for too long?In short, when he opened his eyes and saw her, he felt that the whole afternoon world was brighter.

He was sleeping on a stone chair with his legs bent and leaning against a pillar. Yun Shuqian was sitting in front of his feet at this time, and the hair hanging behind her was fluttering in the wind. The perfect arc, when wearing short sleeves, the skin on the arm was as smooth and white as cream, so he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Following his example, she put the bag on her lap aside, bent down to take off her shoes, and then raised her legs. A pair of cute feet in white socks stepped on the stone chair, touching his toes. Put your hands on your knees and lean on another pillar.

"I thought you were going to sleep with Yuan Caiyi."

"...It's already May, it's too hot to sleep together."

Song Jiamu was wearing gray socks, and he moved his toes lightly, and he could feel the touch of the toes of this little white sock's foot, which was as soft as her hands.

Yun Shuqian didn't let him move, so she raised her little foot and stepped on his big foot.

Song Jiamu took advantage of the situation and hooked his big toe, which just hit the sole of her foot.

Now the ticklish girl couldn't stand on him anymore, giggled, stretched her legs and kicked him a few times.

"Then since it's so hot, do you want to eat ice cream?"

"Well……"

The little girl hesitated.

Song Jiamu understood. For girls, there are only two options among the three options: yes, hesitation, and no. If they are hesitant, they are yes.

Of course, in some special cases, these three options actually have only one option.

"I'll go and buy."

"No need, it's that far away."

"I want to eat."

Song Jiamu put on his shoes, threw his backpack and everything on the chair, and ran to the school convenience store.

After buying a piece of taro-flavored ice cream, he trotted back.

Yun Shuqian didn't sleep, she watched him run away with big eyes without blinking, and then watched him run towards her after buying ice cream.

This reminded her of their childhood. At that time, there seemed to be endless energy in their small bodies. Like him, she always ran wherever she wanted to go.

Seeing him approaching, Yun Shuqian hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Song Jiamu didn't care about her, sat down on the stone chair, picked up her legs that occupied the seat, and put her legs on his lap.

Yun Shuqian couldn't pretend anymore, quickly opened her eyes, blushed and moved her leg off his lap, raised her little hand and patted him angrily.

"Eat it quickly, it will melt in a while."

Song Jiamu's physical fitness is getting better and better. He ran this short distance without panting.

The two sat cross-legged on the stone chair, with their knees touching, and Song Jiamu took out the ice cream.

"Did you only buy one, so you don't want to eat it yourself?"

"Eat."

"...I don't want to eat with you!"

"It's nothing, we're all holding hands, and I approve you to eat first."

Song Jiamu tore off the outer wrapping paper of the ice cream, and handed the first mouthful of the sweetest cream to her mouth.

Yun Shuqian opened her small mouth, leaned over and took a bite, the rich taro flavor filled her mouth, and it was so sweet to her heart.

The girl squinted her eyes. There is nothing more satisfying than eating a bite of ice cream on a summer afternoon.

What Song Jiamu bought was the most common kind of ice cream, the one that cost five yuan a piece. When they were young, they didn't have much pocket money, so they often pooled money together to buy this kind of food. After so many years, the taste still hasn't changed much.

There was a gap in the ice cream she bit into, Song Jiamu took the ice cream back, facing the gap she bit into, he took another big bite.

As a result, a large piece of ice cream was missing, and the place next to it that neither of them had bitten on was still raised high.

Yun Shuqian looked at him with a blushing face, this guy is really not shy at all, he can bite the side, but he just bites where she has bitten.

"Here."

Seeing that the ice cream in her mouth was finished, Song Jiamu handed it to her mouth again, with natural and smooth movements.

"Turn around."

Yun Shuqian stretched out her fingers to help him adjust the position of the ice cream, and then she took a bite of the high bump next to it.

Then Song Jiamu took another bite where she had bitten.

When handing it to her again, Yun Shuqian followed his example and took a bite where he took a bite. Obviously, the saliva content here is extremely high, but it feels extra sweet in the mouth.

After the ice cream on the top was finished, the two of them began to chew on the crunchy ice cream cone, one bite at a time.

From the shyness at the beginning, the girl has completely let go. She is sitting cross-legged, her feet are moving in her little white socks, and even the arc of her knees is full of joy and sweetness.

"Hey, I'll give you your favorite sharp point."

Soon, a piece of ice cream was wiped out by the two of them until only Jianjian was left. Song Jiamu remembered that she liked eating Jianjian the most, and it was the same when she was a child. She wanted to eat the first and last bite of ice cream.

"whee."

Satisfied, the maiden who was fed by him ate the last of the spikes too.

Song Jiamu stretched out his fingers and scraped her lips. Her lips were tender and soft, and he scraped off the cream that was accidentally stained.

In front of her, Song Jiamu put the butter scraped off by his finger into his mouth, tasted it, and even smacked his mouth.

"Chang, pervert! Why do you eat everything!"

Yun Shuqian blushed and patted him angrily.

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit, next time you eat like this and come back, I'll be fine."

"Who is as perverted as you!"

"Go to sleep."

Song Jiamu stretched.

Yun Shuqian didn't say anything when she came to the pavilion. She used to come here in the name of a meeting of the Internet Literature Society, but now she doesn't even bother to find this excuse. Since she didn't come here for a meeting, she just came here to be with him It's time for a nap.

"Do you want to back to back like before?" Song Jiamu suggested.

"No, it's so hot now, back to back must be too hot." Yun Shuqian refused.

"Then you can sleep on me."

"Like in the car?"

"correct."

"Then you won't be able to stand up for a long time again?" Yun Shuqian had a strange face, and quickly glanced at an incorrect position.

"...Please believe me, it won't happen this time."

"Why not?" Yun Shuqian was taken aback. Did he break down after the last time?

"Because you didn't wear a short skirt today..."

"……roll."

"It's all here, just sleep on it, I'm not as rascal as you think."

"Then you promise not to be like last time."

"I promise!"

Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian felt relieved.

It turns out that his legs are so attractive to him, but fortunately she doesn't wear short skirts at school, otherwise, if he holds her little hand and looks at her legs, wouldn't it be a whole lesson? Classes are broken.

Convinced that she also has attractive capital, Yun Shuqian feels a little complacent.

The two changed positions, Song Jiamu leaned against the pillar, and Yun Shuqian leaned against him.

It was not very comfortable to just lean on, she tentatively hugged his arm.

His arms are strong and thick, and it feels safe to hold his arms, and it can prevent him from doing bad things with this hand.

Song Jiamu clenched his fist in the palm of his hand, and then he felt a small hand like a slippery crucian carp get into his palm. He held it lightly, and then felt the girl's light body hugging his arm tighter. .

Her head rested lightly on his shoulder, and her soft hair was scattered on the skin of his arm, which was itchy, fragrant and warm.

The two of them stopped talking, and moved their bodies gently and quietly in order to find the most comfortable posture.

Yun Shuqian found such a posture first, and she hugged his arm even harder, not allowing him to move any more.

"Will it be hot?"

"Won't……"

Obviously such a posture would definitely feel hot, but Yun Shuqian liked it very much.

She closed her eyes, like a kitten, and occasionally rubbed her face against him. The afternoon sun stimulated her eyelids, which were warm red, and she didn't want to open her eyes comfortably.

In this way, in the small world with only him and her, the intimacy and attachment she showed was completely different from the usual in front of outsiders.

Song Jiamu didn't dare to ask her, because he knew she would definitely say, "What did Yun Shuqian do while sleeping? It's none of my business. I don't know."

"The midsummer will soon be here, and the gazebo will become very hot. At that time, it will be impossible to take a comfortable nap here." Song Jiamu said.

"...Then where are you going to sleep?"

"The library, the air conditioner will be turned on then, let's find a bench by the window, it should be very comfortable to sleep next to each other."

"Hmph, I just asked where you were going to sleep, and I didn't say I wanted to be with you."

"What should I do, I want to be with you."

"Just think about it, we are not so good at sleeping together every day."

"So how good are we now?"

"A quarter and a half."

"Give me a little more."

"No."

"Add a little, add a little."

Song Jiamu whispered in her ear to bargain, and gently rubbed her little hand.

His voice made Yun Shuqian's ears itchy, she shrank her neck, and pinched a little bit of his finger with her tender fingers.

"That's the most we can add."

"Two quarters? Half, it's okay."

"It's a good idea, it's a quarter and a half!"

"It's too picky!"

"Stop talking, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy."

The girl giggled, and rubbed against him again, her eyes still closed, enjoying the comfort of the two of them sticking together.

Yun Shuqian was very soft, Song Jiamu felt the touch of the outer thighs of the two of them through the thin summer clothes, felt the arms wrapped in her warm embrace, and the body temperature of the part where the skin touched gradually rose.

I started sweating because of the heat and felt comfortable.

Being leaned on by her quietly like this, he wanted to reach out to touch more parts of her, but her arm was wrapped around her.

Looking up, the tender yellow sprouts of the willow leaves have been dyed emerald green.

She nestled in his arms, she was his girl.

Not just this summer.

(End of this chapter)