Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 166 She Is Getting Softer (Subscribe)

After recovering, the two of them didn't wash up, and took advantage of the mental state they had just woken up to start filming the morning scene of "The Note".

According to the prior arrangement, Song Jiamu needed to get up listlessly.

"Then it starts now?" Song Jiamu got under the covers.

"Put on your pajamas!" Yun Shuqian took the clothes he had draped over the back of the chair and threw them to him.

Although this guy has a good figure, after all, he is playing a decadent young man. If the figure is too good, wouldn't it be against harmony?

After Song Jiamu put on his pajamas, Yun Shuqian adjusted the position of the camera, found a good angle, and waved his little hand gently: "Start!"

……

As if he weighed a thousand catties on his body, the alarm on the phone next to the pillow had been ringing for a long time. Song Jiamu took a deep breath and turned off the alarm.

He was still lying flat on the bed, frowning slightly. After a while, he turned over and sat up. He lowered his head and looked at the closed curtains. The outside world was already lit up, but the room was still dark.

Song Jiamu came to the bathroom to wash up, looked at himself in the mirror, his expression was dull and listless, although he had a slight stubble, but he didn't shave it off, he picked up water casually and splashed it on his face, the water on his face was just random Wipe it with your hands.

Sitting at the table, I ate a few mouthfuls of bread casually, but my appetite was poor.

He walked out of the room, changed his shoes and carried his bag, his back looked tired, and opened the door to go out.

The camera is at home, the door is closed, and there is an echo.

……

"Crack!"

Yun Shuqian watched the surveillance with satisfaction, Song Jiamu's acting skills were really interesting.

Because there is only one camera position, after shooting a small scene, she had to hold the tripod and find the camera position again. This scene was filmed for half an hour, but except for the pause in the middle, the whole process was very smooth.

There was a knock on the door, and Song Jiamu shouted from outside: "Open the door, I don't have the key..."

"pig!"

Yun Shuqian complained, and trotted over to open the door for him.

"How is it? Is my acting okay?"

"Not bad. From this point of view, we can finish filming all the scenes at home this morning."

"It's eight o'clock, I'm so hungry, let's have breakfast first?"

"No, you still have breakfast later on. This time your appetite will be even better. Hurry up and change your shoes and clothes! You're going to get up again!"

"..."

There are no lines in the play, which is relatively easy for novice actors, after all, you don't need to care about your line skills.

I won’t mention the one-two-three-four-five-six-seven ones. Some actors are fine if they don’t speak, but they are easily embarrassed when they speak. An actor with strong lines is still rare.

Song Jiamu got ready to lie back on the bed again, he brewed his emotions, and started a new round of drama.

Unlike the scene just now, he got up refreshed, and even shaved his beard when he washed, because in the play he met the girl in the library, and his life began to change.

There was nothing to do on the weekend, and Song Jiamu also enjoyed the time of doing something with Yun Shuqian.

At nine o'clock, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian went downstairs to have breakfast together after all the scenes about the family were filmed.

The two sat side by side, watching the video playback on the monitor together.

The total length of all the videos is about 10 minutes, but the post-editing should only be left for about 5 minutes, and the editing is left to Yuan Caiyi.

"Then according to our progress, it is estimated that we can finish filming in two days." Song Jiamu took a mouthful of noodle soup, and all the noodles in the bowl had been eaten.

"Hmm, it doesn't look too difficult."

"You should praise me, I feel that I can really debut as an actor."

"Tch, you must want to do a kiss scene with another actress, right?"

"Then if I do this, at least a quarter of the points will be deducted by you." Song Jiamu pinched his fingers and counted.

"Wrong, it's all stripped!" Yun Shuqian said cruelly.

"You're talking about actors and couples, what do they think when they see their partner kissing someone else?"

"Work."

Yun Shuqian replied like this, but if it was her and Song Jiamu, if he dared to make kiss scenes with other actresses, then he would definitely die.

Song Jiamu also took a look at her. The girl had already washed up and put on a cute little dress. Looking at her white and tender face and her lips as soft as wet candy paper, he couldn't Accept someone kissing her.

"Why are you looking at me..." Yun Shuqian ate her noodles, feeling a little uncomfortable being watched by him, and then remembered that he had secretly kissed her side face this morning.

The imprint of that kiss has dissipated, but it stayed on her heart for a long time. Whenever she thinks about it, there will still be a crispy feeling on her face.

"Yun Shuqian, you are so pretty, I want to kiss you." Song Jiamu generously told her her thoughts.

When he said these words so shamelessly, the reserved girl felt a little ashamed. She lowered her head and remained silent. She picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles in small bites. Obviously there was no pepper in the noodle soup, but the noodles were eaten from her small mouth. After entering, she dyed her fair little face a faint blush little by little.

Summer is indeed here, Yun Shuqian thinks that this small noodle restaurant should turn on the air conditioner, otherwise why would it feel so hot.

Seeing that she didn't speak or hit him, Song Jiamu became even more reckless.

The two sat on the same side, Song Jiamu simply turned the chair around, propped his head on the table with one hand, admiring the lovely girl in front of him unscrupulously.

Yun Shuqian is wearing a floral dress today, revealing her snow-white and slender calves below the knees. In order to prevent her hair from hanging down on the noodle soup when eating noodles, she combed her hair behind her back, so she can see her beautiful neck and pink face from the side. Tender and cute little ears, her ears have soft earlobes, which makes people want to pinch and rub, and then when she itches, she clamps the mischievous hand with her head and shoulders, Song Jiamu probably Want to bully her like this.

After Song Jiamu stared at her presumptuously for ten seconds, the girl who wanted to be a lady because she was wearing a skirt today couldn't bear it anymore, lifted her little white shoes, and stepped on his gray shoes hard. kicked.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"If you look at other girls like this, you will be treated as a pervert and sent to the hospital sooner or later!"

Yun Shuqian snorted, he finally didn't dare to look at her like this anymore, and suddenly felt much more at ease.

It's just that the inexplicable sweltering heat kept the blush off her face, and after taking two more mouthfuls of noodles, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Just as he was about to wipe his sweat with a paper towel, Song Jiamu had already pulled out a paper towel, and stretched out his big hand, Yun Shuqian subconsciously raised his head and sat up straight.

"You won't sweat if you eat slowly."

"..."

Song Jiamu took a tissue and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead.

His gentle gaze and movements made Yun Shuqian unable to speak hard words at once, so she sat obediently like this, and she continued to eat noodles after he finished wiping.

"I'm stuffed……"

The two servings of noodles were the same size, but Yun Shuqian had a small appetite, and there was still some noodles left in the bowl, which she couldn't eat anymore.

"That happens to be when I'm almost full."

Song Jiamu took the noodles from her bowl naturally, finished the noodles in two mouthfuls, and drank several mouthfuls of noodle soup before putting down the bowl with a satisfied face.

Well, Song Zhutou has shown time and time again that he is really big and can eat anything.

After eating her noodles, he still had a smug look on his face, and his eyes clearly said, 'Look, the way I treat you is much better than the way you treat me, right?At least as far from Sunan to West Lake! '

'You, do you think I dare not! '

The two of them didn't speak, but when Song Jiamu put down the bowl, Yun Shuqian picked up the bowl of noodle soup that he had just brushed over, and she also picked up the bowl where his lips touched, and gurgled the leftovers. I finished all the noodle soup.

The little face was red, and she glared at him with her mouth puffed up. She got up and took out her mobile phone to go to the front to pay.

Although Song Jiamu didn't give her the bank card, he would give her food expenses for eating and activities together every month, but it was more like a "love fund", and Yun Shuqian would deposit the same here every month. A lot of money, this is their small treasury, and there is still more than 2000 yuan in the balance. She is responsible for paying the bill when spending outside.

Unlike AA or a certain party paying the bill, after having this common small treasury, the two also feel that they have become closer to each other. Because it is the same money, they always think about each other subconsciously, thinking about how to spend it together This money.

Coming out of the noodle shop, Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone and sent a voice message to Yuan Caiyi.

[Caiyi Caiyi, have you woken up yet, Song Jiamu and I are going to school to shoot a scene in the library now]

[Well... just got up. 】

【hurry up!We are there in 3 minutes! 】

[Immediately! 】

Song Jiamu could hear their voices clearly, and said speechlessly, "Don't we still have to take the bus, at least 25 minutes?"

"It's almost there."

Originally, I was going to take an electric car, but there was still a scene on the bus, so I took the bus to school and filmed this scene by the way.

"Get ready and start waiting for the bus."

"I'm brewing."

Song Jiamu adjusted his posture and standing posture, and the girl in a small skirt was holding a DSLR to take pictures of him. The weekend is not the rush hour for work, and there are not many people waiting for the bus, but from time to time someone will cast curious eyes, thinking that these two are taking pictures. short video or something.

When the car arrived, Song Jiamu got into the car with a numb face.

After filming the scene of getting into the car, Yun Shuqian also rushed up.

There were no seats left on the bus, but fortunately there were not too many people standing. Song Jiamu continued to act, holding the pull ring with one hand, calmly watching the scenery flashing by outside the window, and occasionally looking at the surrounding scenery. The crowd, a sense of loneliness in the crowd arises spontaneously.

"very good."

Yun Shuqian photographed this scene with satisfaction, she was also standing, the bus was driving, and she just looked at the monitor, suddenly wobbly and unsteady.

But soon, one of her little hands was held.

Song Jiamu pulled her into his arms, grabbed her hand and put it on his waist. He lightly put one hand on her slender shoulder, and raised the other hand to pull the ring. In the middle of the bus, there were only him and her. She is standing, and such hugs get a lot of attention.

The girl's lovely floral skirt swayed gently with the car, her slender and graceful body was close to him, the SLR camera was hanging on her slender and beautiful neck, her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was beating fast.

"Many people watched...!"

"Then hide better, they won't be able to see you."

The smell of the bus was not pleasant, but now she was completely enveloped by Song Jiamu's breath. She wanted to hold her breath, but it was obviously impossible.

She pursed her lips tightly, the smell that belonged to him, but involuntarily drilled into her nose, and then into her heart.

Similarly, when Song Jiamu lowered his head, he could easily smell the fragrance of the girl's hair, and he could easily see the slightly red little ear through the gaps in the hair.

Song Jiamu subconsciously used his arms to hug her even tighter.

Yun Shuqian lowered her head slightly and hugged his waist with both hands.

Little by little, she hid her petite body into his arms, her forehead gently resting on his chest, and she closed her eyes.

He could clearly hear the beating of his heart.

It turns out that taking the bus is not so annoying.

(End of this chapter)