Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 183 Song Zhutou, You Are Very Strong (Subscribe)
After entering the middle of May, the characteristics of the season became more obvious.

On Friday afternoon, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and then it rained the heaviest since the beginning of summer.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the roof of the gazebo, splashing a layer of white mist, and then converging into a stream, dripping down the corner beams. The water surface of the small pond on the side seemed to be dropped countless steel balls, and the spray was also high. There was a high splash, the leaves were splashed by the rain, and the few sparrows that were making noise just now disappeared.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian, who were taking a nap in the gazebo, couldn't stay still anymore.

"Oh, oh! Run! Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden!"

"Just now I said I was going to run away, but you said it wouldn't rain heavily."

"How do I know your gazebo is so unprotected from the rain!"

"I didn't bring an umbrella..."

"pig!"

Yun Shuqian took out the umbrella from her bag. Like her chest, her umbrella is very small, and it can only block the sun at ordinary times.

Song Jiamu put her bag on her shoulder and opened her umbrella.

"Why is it so small?!"

"If you use something, don't dislike it."

That's true, don't dislike it if it's useful for some, I don't know how many people don't have a chance to use it.

Song Jiamu opened the umbrella, and Yun Shuqian hid in front of him like a bird.

He half hugged her, and the two of them ran to the nearby teaching building in embarrassment while holding the small umbrella.

"Although my umbrella is small, I don't seem to get caught in the rain."

Yun Shuqian turned around in surprise, except for some water droplets on the skin of the arms in short sleeves and the skin of the calves in cropped pants, everything else was clean.

Song Jiamu put away the umbrella and looked at her helplessly. He looked much more embarrassed. The clothes on his back were wet a lot from the rain. Today he was wearing a light blue T-shirt with obvious watermarks, but it was okay. This section of the road is not too far away, so it won't get too wet.

"Look, who is drenched in the rain."

"..."

Yun Shuqian quickly took out a tissue to wipe him.

"Don't wipe it, don't wipe it, it's all paper towel scraps, you help me carry the bag, and I'll change clothes."

"... Are you changing here?"

The two stood in the corridor on the second floor of the teaching building.

"Too lazy to go to the toilet, there is no one anyway."

Song Jiamu took out a jersey from his bag. As usual, if the weather was fine on Friday, he was going to play. Now, seeing the rain, today's game would be ruined.

It is one o'clock in the afternoon, and there is no one in the hallway of the teaching building. Yun Shuqian is holding his schoolbag, vigilantly standing in front of him, preventing a girl passing by occasionally from seeing Song Jiamu's momentary spring when he undresses.

Song Jiamu's undressing was different from Yun Shuqian's. Yun Shuqian pulled his collar and began to take off his head, while Song Jiamu crossed his hands and pulled the hem of his clothes from bottom to top.

The T-shirt was taken off, revealing his strong upper body. He took the clothes and casually wiped the wetness of his hair, and then saw the girl who was holding his backpack, with her back turned to him and standing in front of him, watching out for her vigilantly.

Suddenly, he felt that she was a little cute when he looked left and right, so Song Jiamu hugged her from behind unexpectedly, with his upper body shirtless.

"...Damn you! You were seen! This is a teaching building!"

"Is it exciting?"

"Stimulate your pig head!"

Yun Shu blushed slightly, turned around and patted him angrily twice.

Only then did Song Jiamu put on the jersey.

She looked up and saw a camera in the corridor, she quickly held up her schoolbag to cover her face, and ran away quickly, ignoring Song Jiamu.

Song Jiamu followed her.

The two of them walked over to each classroom. It is not time for class now, and many classrooms are locked. Yun Shuqian is walking in the corridor, and occasionally leans on the window to look into the classroom. If someone is inside She doesn't plan to go in for self-study.

She tentatively opened the doors of the classrooms where there was no self-study, but most of them were locked.

After reaching the third floor, Yun Shuqian finally found a small classroom with no one there.

"Let's come inside!"

Yun Shuqian walked in and found a seat by the window. It is estimated that this classroom has not been used for a long time, and there is a lot of dust on the desk.

She took out a tissue and wiped it, and also helped Song Jiamu next to him, and the two of them sat down here and waited for the rain to stop.

It was raining heavily, and the campus of Nuo University was shrouded in rain.

"I knew it was going to rain so heavily in the afternoon, so I would have gone home after class at noon."

Yun Shu sighed lightly, looked out the window, propped his head on the table with his hands, and pouted his little mouth, looking a little depressed.

"How could there be so many people who knew earlier, I won't be with you."

"Shouldn't there be thunder?"

"If you're scared, you can hide in my arms." Song Jiamu said generously.

When I was in high school, there was a heavy rain in class, and the thunder was so severe that all the girls in the class screamed in fright, and Yun Shuqian was also frightened, covering her ears tightly. He hid in his arms.

"I'm very brave!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yun Shu snorted lightly and took out the book to study by himself.

Seeing Song Jiamu sitting next to her still looking sideways at her, he couldn't help but said, "I haven't started reciting vocabulary yet, and I'm going to take the CET-[-] exam in half a month. Why do you keep looking at me?"

"I'm watching the rain."

After a while.

"Why do you keep looking at the rain?"

"I'm looking at you... Ouch."

Being stepped on by her, Song Jiamu had no choice but to take out the book and check the time. It was almost two o'clock, and it was time to send short messages to the weekly recommendation station.

"The exit is short, take a look."

Unsurprisingly, after this week, the two of them successfully advanced to the top recommendation, and after this recommendation, the traffic was even greater.

At present, the new book is going smoothly, and the data is also beautiful. It is not strong yet, but the number of collections alone is already comparable to the data of the previous book before it was put on the shelves.

"It seems that your position as president will soon be lost."

"Obviously our data is similar, I'm curious, what gives you such confidence."

"is love."

Song Jiamu put his arms around her slender shoulders: "In order to kiss Miss Yun Shuqian's mouth too much, and even stick out my tongue, I must get the position of president!"

His ambiguous actions and the shameless words he said made Yun Shuqian's face blush.

She picked up the kettle and slapped it on his mouth: "Kiss the kettle..."

"I've observed it." Song Jiamu said something without beginning or end.

"what?"

Yun Shuqian was curious, maybe his arm was too heavy, after he put his arm on her shoulder, she became soft like she was in the gazebo just now, and leaned against him softly.

Song Jiamu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I've checked, and the camera in this broken classroom doesn't seem to be turned on."

"……so what?"

"Would you like to kiss me too much? Just in this empty classroom, just in the heavy rain in the afternoon."

"I do not want it."

Yun Shuqian said this, but when she heard that the camera was not turned on, her body became a little softer.

Next to the window is a table for three people, and the chair is also a bench for three people. She leaned gently on Song Jiamu's body, shrunk her shoulders, let his arm on it slide down, on her arm.

The arms of the two were in contact with each other on a large area, and he gently held her little hand, leaning slightly so that she could lean on it more comfortably.

This has almost become a kind of tacit understanding between the two in the past few days. It is also the same when they are resting in the small pavilion at noon. All feel comfortable.

After all, from Monday to today's Friday, Yun Shuqian has not slept with him for four nights. The feeling of leaning in his arms is both warm and reassuring. She feels that she is really addicted.

"Master President."

"Ok?"

"It's so hot..."

"I don't think so."

"I'm sweating."

"Then wait."

Yun Shuqian reluctantly let go of his arm, and managed to get to a comfortable position. Boys are so unaffected by the heat?
When she got up together, Song Jiamu immediately felt a lot cooler. He thought she was alone, but he didn't expect that she raised the kettle and gulped a few sips of water, then came over again as before, and hugged him actively Arm, and opened his palm, and drilled his little hand into his palm again.

"...So what did you tell me to wait just now?"

"I drank a lot of water, and my body temperature has dropped, so I won't be hot if you hold me."

"..."

Song Jiamu is angry and funny, a guy who is gradually becoming clingy, will he also lower his IQ by the way?

Looking at her wet lips just after drinking water, Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled.

With her head leaning against the corner between his shoulder and neck, Song Jiamu turned his face in front of her, closed his eyes, and offered his lips very close to her mouth.

"What?" Yun Shuqian asked knowingly.

"... spoil me." Song Jiamu said.

As he spoke, his breath hit her face.

"Okay, color, ah!"

Yun Shuqian said word by word, her delicate body twisted, even she felt ashamed to death, but she just didn't want to kiss him.

When Song Jiamu couldn't help opening her eyes, she finally pressed her lips together.

Soft, wet, sweet, like sucking a warm little strawberry, fresh and juicy, lighter than strawberry, but softer and cuter than strawberry.

Before Song Jiamu wanted to taste the fruit heart, she moved her lips away again.

Song Jiamu took a deep breath, and let it out again, well, sooner or later, he will kiss her faintly.

"Are you thinking of something strange? I feel like I've been treated cruelly in your mind."

"No, I'm reciting words."

Song Jiamu watched the heavy rain pouring down from the sky outside the window. He hugged her lightly, held her little hand, and kneaded her tender fingers. The reflection of the glass could vaguely reflect the posture and appearance of the two of them.

It was raining heavily outside, but like Yun Shuqian, he felt very satisfied and safe.

"Then what does clinic mean?" She looked down at the entangled hands of the two, and asked a word casually.

"Eh...canteen?"

"The cafeteria is canteen!" She squeezed his finger hard as punishment.

"what is that."

"It's a clinic, stupid!"

……

The heavy rain started at one o'clock and did not slow down until four o'clock, and finally stopped at five o'clock.

The downstairs of the teaching building was full of students, who came to class in the afternoon. After the class was over, they found that the entire road was full of water. The sudden heavy rain for three or four hours made the drainage system difficult. The long section in the middle On the road, the stagnant water was seven or eight centimeters deep, and the sanitation workers were wearing water shoes, busy cleaning up the leaves and garbage clogged at the entrance of the sewer.

"It's a good thing the rain stopped, otherwise we wouldn't be able to ride our electric bikes." Song Jiamu bent down and began to take off his shoes.

"This section of the road is full of water! Do you want to walk there barefoot?" Seeing that he started to take off his shoes, Yun Shuqian also hesitated.

She looked back and looked around. Some boys who thought they had the ability to swim on the water just ran into the stagnant water with their shoes on. The water splashed high, and some boys took off their shoes and socks and rolled up their trousers Walking into the stagnant water, some girls who were embarrassed to take off their shoes had to wait for the sewer to drain the water slowly.

"You don't need to take it off, there may be some pebbles in the water, be careful to hurt your feet."

Although Song Jiamu had never played with her little feet, he also knew that the girl was tender all over. If she was scratched by glass shards or broken stones, he would feel so sorry for him.

"Then do you want to carry me? There are so many people, I don't want to..."

"Come on, hold my shoes for me."

"Oh."

"I'll carry you over there."

"Eh?"

As soon as Yun Shuqian took the shoes, Song Jiamu's left hand passed under her armpit, and his right hand passed through her knee. His movements were so fast that before Yun Shuqian said no, his right hand Lifting her legs suddenly, the girl let out a cry of surprise, and was hugged by him just like that.

All of a sudden, the surrounding students cast their gazes one after another. The girls who were waiting at the same place felt like they had squeezed a lemon in their minds when they saw such a handsome boy come to hug a girl princess. .

Yun Shuqian's heartbeat was as fast as riding a roller coaster, and the moment he fell back, he felt weightless, feeling like he was about to leave the surface of the earth, but he was firmly hugged by his strong left arm.

The dizzying feeling passed, and she came back to her senses, the gazes around her made the reserved girl blush with shame.

Song Zhutou, you are very strong! !Actually doing this kind of thing in front of the teaching building where people come and go! !Stop it for my wife! !

what to do?To struggle or not to struggle?
If you struggle, do you struggle lightly or hard?
If you struggle lightly and fall into the eyes of those around you, will it be like the disgusting behavior of passers-by like "you are bad, you are bad, you are good"? ?
If you struggle hard, will you accidentally fall into the water?
"It's gone, it's going to be gone!!"

"...You didn't wear a skirt today, what kind of light did you go?"

Waist!My mother's lower back! !
Now that things are up, it's useless to say no.

In front of the crowd, Song Jiamu carried her step by step into the stagnant water.

Yun Shuqian felt that she was a pig with all four legs in the sky, and she could only pray that he would hold on tighter, otherwise, if he fell into the stagnant water with her in front of the whole village, if this short video was posted online Go, it will definitely break a million likes, right?
The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, and tried her best to hide her face in his shoulders. If there was a hood, she would definitely pull it out and cover herself tightly.

Anyway, she couldn't see others, and they couldn't see her anymore.

Song Jiamu didn't say until he walked through the waterlogged road, "A lot of people took pictures of us with their mobile phones just now."

The embarrassing girl finally bit him.

(End of this chapter)