Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 161 Audition like this?

Chapter 161 Audition like this? (seeking subscription)

"Hmm~"

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian made satisfied sounds together, leaning shoulder to shoulder and lazily leaning on the sofa.

On the coffee table in front of me were three plates of meals that had been emptied. It was past seven o'clock in the evening, and the fan in the living room was blowing a gentle breeze, giving people a sense of tranquility and enjoyment.

After people are full, they don't want to do anything, they just want to close their eyes and take a nap.

Yun Shuqian closed her eyes, now she is at her house, there is no one else but her and him, she boldly leans her head on his shoulder, the soft sofa is comparable to sitting on a hard stone chair in the gazebo Feel better.

Song Jiamu had already taken a simple bath at her house, his body didn't stink at all, and he didn't use shower gel, so he just rinsed it with clean water, so it was completely his own, the hormone-filled fragrance Breath, wantonly drilled into the girl's nasal cavity, she felt that it smelled particularly good.

"I've never eaten so full at home."

"Liar, my uncle cooks much better food than me."

"But when I was at your house, I had a particularly good appetite. If you don't believe me, touch my stomach."

Song Jiamu relaxed his stomach, Yun Shuqian leaned on his shoulder, stretched out his little hand to touch his stomach.

Hee, how can I have such a satisfied stomach!Sure enough, he was full of her.

It's normal for a girl to touch a boy's belly, so she touched her hand up and put it on his heart.

When the hand is here, Yun Shuqian can feel his heartbeat.

The strokes are very powerful, and his chest muscles feel very good.

She likes to feel his heartbeat, it gives her a strong sense of reality.

When I was young, I watched a lot of TV dramas. At that time, the two often imitated each other, such as feeling the pulse of each other, such as putting their ears on each other's chest to listen to the heartbeat. There was no difference between the two at that time. Of course, if it is only about the chest, the difference is not. very big.

Song Jiamu gently pressed the little hand on his heart, allowing her to feel his heartbeat more carefully.

"How do you feel now?"

"...the heart is beating!"

"I'm still alive, of course I can jump, has it gotten faster?"

"……Um."

Yun Shuqian closed her eyes, so besides her heartbeat, she could also hear his breathing.

Song Jiamu gently took away her hand that was caressing his heart, put it in his arms, touched the back of her hand, squeezed her palm, kneaded her fingers, and then drilled his fingers from the back of her hand Entering between her fingers, the feeling of being connected from the back like this is different from the front.

Over the past few days, her hands have been softened by him. At first, when the two of them touched each other, her hands would become stiff due to tension, but now they won't.

Of course, the mood is still a little nervous, which will make her heart beat faster, maintaining a pleasant and enjoyable frequency.

She still felt shy when she opened her eyes and watched him play with her hands, but it was better when she closed them.

Letting the ambiguity intertwine in her mind, her eyelids trembled - because Song Jiamu raised her hand and pressed her warm lips to the back of her hand.

Yun Shuqian gave a low hum and did not speak, but continued to close her eyes, enjoying the tenderness of this moment.

After all, if it's just kissing, it won't give birth to a child. If it's kissing something else, it may be dangerous.

The main reason is that the feeling of having a full meal and flirting together on the sofa together is too comfortable and exciting, otherwise the reserved girl would not casually agree to let him do it herself.

Well, maybe Song Jiamu's hands were too loud. Even with her eyes closed, Yun Shuqian was too ashamed. She walked away from his shoulder, withdrew her little hand, and patted him twice in embarrassment. .

"It's all drool! I won't give you a kiss!"

"..."

Song Jiamu looked sorry, he took a pillow and put it in his arms.

Seeing that he was like this again, Yun Shuqian couldn't sit still any longer, she moved away slowly, not wanting to be next to him, got up and packed the plates and chopsticks into the kitchen.

After a while, Song Jiamu also came to the kitchen and took the plate and chopsticks from her hand.

"I wash, I wash, my hands are rough, don't wash your hands badly."

Under the faucet, Song Jiamu washed her little hands clean, white and tender, soft and soft.

"Hmph, hooligan."

Yun Shuqian flicked his fingers, and the water droplets on his fingers bounced to his face, and he also flicked the water droplets on her face, and the two of them happily flicked the water droplets for a while.

But his palm was big, and there were a lot of water droplets that popped out. Soon Yun Shuqian couldn't hold it back, and ran outside screaming and covering his face.

Looking at the back of him washing the dishes, Yun Shuqian would occasionally fantasize about it. Fortunately, she and him did not live in ancient times, otherwise the two of them would hide from others like this and would be shameless all day long. I am afraid they would have been pulled together long ago. Have you gone to soak the pig cage?
When Song Jiamu heard the sound of footsteps and turned his head, Yun Shuqian didn't know where he had gone.

When she came back, she had an extra SLR in her hand, and she was holding it at the door, taking pictures of him washing dishes.

"Zhutou Song, you're done. I'm going to take this video and send it to Auntie, to expose your vicious lie about having dinner at school and then sneaking to my house for dinner!"

"……you dare?"

Song Jiamu turned around, as if she was holding a gun in her hand, she threatened: "Don't move! Clean the dishes!"

"Cleaned up..."

"Wipe the water off the kitchen counter with a rag."

"wipe it up……"

"Call me sister."

"..."

"Call!"

"Sister, don't make trouble."

"Do you still dare to splash water on my sister's face?"

"Don't dare..."

"laugh."

Satisfied, Yun Shuqian saved this video. Not to mention, when Song Jiamu called her sister, it felt weird. Maybe let him call her sister the next time he plays with his hands.

It's been a long time since I played DSLR, Yun Shuqian held up the DSLR and pointed the camera at Song Jiamu wantonly, patted left and patted again, in the euphemistic name of looking for a sense of camera for micro-movie shooting.

"At ten o'clock, I will go to your house again, and let's see how the set of the first scene is arranged." Yun Shuqian said.

"Is that the one in my room, waking up listlessly and going to bed lifeless?"

"Correct."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

Song Jiamu went back, and the lively house suddenly became quiet.

He was gone, and there was nothing to shoot with a DSLR, so Yun Shuqian went back to the room to type, finished typing today, and then took a shower.

It's a pity that he didn't come to blow-dry his hair tonight, and Yun Shuqian felt that his hair-drying didn't seem to be as good as his.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the girl in pajamas and shorts ran to his house with a DSLR and a tripod.

It was Li Yuan who opened the door for her. Since Niannian's surname was Yun last month, Song Jiamu went to her house every night, and she never came to his house at night.

Seeing the camera she was holding, Li Yuan was quite curious.

"Auntie, our club is going to shoot a micro-movie recently. Song Jiamu is the protagonist, and the scene is shot in his room. I'm here to collect material!"

"Micro movie! Are you and Jia Mu the protagonists?"

"...Hmm, because I can't find any other actors, so he will be the male lead and I will be the female lead."

"That's good, it feels very fresh. What kind of micro-movie did you make?"

"Just, just an inspirational film! The entry for the school art festival, the main character starts to work hard."

"Is it so late to start filming?"

"Yeah, because the first scene is going to sleep late at night, and then get up early tomorrow morning. As far as the hero's state is concerned, we want to shoot the hero's change from decadent to motivated."

"Oh, I see."

As expected of a Chinese teacher, Li Yuan understood it right away. It's so late, there might be a sex scene, no wonder Song Jiamu took a bath so early today.

She gave Yun Shuqian the grapes on the plate.

"Jiamu is in the room, you can take pictures, Auntie won't bother you."

"Auntie, we will keep our voices quiet so as not to disturb you and uncle."

"it's okay no problem."

Yun Shuqian came to Song Jiamu's door with this plate of grapes. His door was closed, but she knocked on the door and opened it. It turned out that he turned on the air conditioner, so closing the door became very necessary.

Stepping into his room, Yun Shuqian closed the door gently.

Song Jiamu was still typing, so she wasn't in a hurry to disturb him. She sat cross-legged on his bed, and ran to her arms every year. She ate grapes one by one, and took a closer look at his room. Environment, thinking about whether there is anything that needs special arrangement.

These scenes in the room are all Song Jiamu's solo emotional performances, and they are still very particular about details.

After Song Jiamu finished typing, he also climbed onto the bed, next to Yun Shuqian, and the two of them ate grapes while going through all these scenes.

"It doesn't feel good..." Yun Shuqian opened her mouth, and Song Jiamu pinched a grape and put it in her mouth.

"I have experience." Song Jiamu opened his mouth. He opened his mouth for a long time before Yun Shuqian realized that he also pinched a grape and stuffed it into his mouth. But the rascal didn't know whether it was on purpose or not. When he closed his mouth, Including her delicate fingers.

Then she hammered her legs twice.

"Do you have experience?"

"That's right, the change or something is tailor-made! Look, how radiant I have become now for the sake of being with you!"

"...You don't have to say such shameless words."

"Is it the sentence 'I'm doing it for you'?"

"It's the line 'now it's radiant'!"

Yun Shuqian climbed down from the bed, fiddled with the tripod, and adjusted the position of the camera lens.

Song Jiamu sat on the bed, propped up the bed with both hands and looked at her.

The mattress pressed by the left hand was warm. This was where the girl in cute shorts had just sat.

Song Jiamu suddenly understood the meaning of bed warming girl, in winter or something, stuffing a little girl like this in the bed, not to mention how warm it is.

"Try the mirror at will first."

After the camera was adjusted, she looked at the surveillance screen, which showed Song Jiamu sitting on the bed.

"How to try?"

"You can play freely, first find out how you feel."

Song Jiamu coughed twice, and sat cross-legged facing the camera, with soft eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously he was looking at the camera, but Yun Shuqian always felt that he was looking at her. She looked at the monitor seriously. This guy has a sense of the camera, and his expression is very natural.

"My name is Song Jiamu."

"..."

"Yun Shuqian and I are the best in the world."

"..."

"I like her the most, and I want to marry her as my wife."

"...?"

Even though he was looking at the monitor, Yun Shuqian blushed instantly when he said the tacit words to the camera.

"Auntie is outside! You, you are talking nonsense again! I deleted it, you should be serious!"

"...Really deleted?"

"deleted!"

The witty girl hastily saved the video.

Only a fool would delete it, either keep it for himself or send it to his wife!
(Let’s make a big chapter in the evening, there will be tonight)
(End of this chapter)

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