Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 184 Accidentally Became Popular (Please Subscribe)

The rain has stopped.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian came out of the market, and the electric car drove across the wet road, causing a thin spray of water behind the spinning wheels.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, the water droplets hanging on the leaves of the street trees will fall and fall into the girl's collar, which is icy cold.

At this time, she would wipe the water stains with her hands, and then wipe her wet fingers on the back of Song Jiamu's neck in front of her.

"Hiss~ cool!"

"It's all your fault, I'm sure I'm going to be laughed at to death."

Yun Shuqian hugged his waist with one hand, and the phone with the other, with her forehead resting on his back, looking at the phone with her head down.

Yuan Caiyi sent her a 15-second video, which was exactly the video of Song Jiamu holding her princess through the stagnant water just now in front of the whole village.

"Shallow! Shallow!"

"How do you know that Song Jiamu carried me across the stagnant water?! Caiyi, you were in that group of people just now?!"

"Is it really you? I just said why the boys and girls in this video look so much like you and Song Jiamu, you guys are too good at playing!"

"What, I sprained my leg."

"【funny】"

"Then you were not here just now, where did you get this video?"

"A large group from the college, several people have posted it, and there seems to be some on the school forum, oh, look at this! This video is well shot, and the angle is much clearer than the one just now! [Video]"

Yuan Caiyi sent her another video. Sure enough, this video is much better than the one just now. You can clearly see her and Song Jiamu's faces in the screen. She only showed her face for a short while, but it happened to be this short time. The beauty of Er'er made one's heart tickle, and then she hid in Song Jiamu's shoulders, with her arms around his neck, holding his shoes in her hand, Song Jiamu also took a very handsome shot, he was wearing a jersey, with strong arms Her beautiful muscles were exposed, and she was tall and handsome, making her even smaller in her arms.

It is probably such a video that makes people feel a sour taste after watching it, and it even has a sweet BGM.

This was the first time Yun Shuqian saw Song Jiamu hugging her princess from a third perspective.

I, I was hugged by him just now?
It doesn't look like a strong hug or a twisted ankle at all, but it looks like she took the initiative to put her arms around his shoulders and jumped into his arms!

"Wow."

Yun Shuqian whimpered like a puppy, and pressed her forehead against Song Jiamu's back, pounding like a drum.

"It's all right now, the whole school knows!"

"Ok?"

"They posted the video they took to the group and the forum!"

"...Is there a mosaic?"

"Have."

"What are you afraid of?"

"The mosaic was made on the faces of the surrounding students! There is still a close-up of your face!"

"..."

After Yuan Caiyi reminded, Yun Shuqian hurriedly clicked on the large group of the college to take a look, and sure enough, she saw the video shared by several passers-by.

College students are lonely, sweet love or something can still be very provocative, not to mention that the hero and heroine in the video are from their own school, and they are so good-looking.

[Why didn't I find out that there are such beautiful girls in our college? 】

[Which class is this boy from? 】

[Everyone don't need to pity him! 】

[Why is no one coming to hug me? ! (angry) (angry)]

【@巧月后，学姐，This kind of thing depends on your weight (狗头)]

[Lie down well, a handful of dog food has to wake someone up]

[Short videos are going to roll now, right? I just swiped people near TikTok, and I swiped several of them like this. They really belong to our school! 】

[Douyin, record the beautiful life of others]

Yun Shuqian focused her eyes, supported Song Jiamu's waist with one hand, held the mobile phone in her right hand, and quickly swipe her thumb up to view the chat records in the group. Her hands are small, and she usually uses two hands to hold the mobile phone , the mobile phone is covered with a cute pink cat print case.

She joined the large group of the college, but she never talked in it. The group is full of students, and most of the chats are usually about dormitories, cafeterias, etc. Occasionally, when there is something gossip on campus, the group will be lively Some, and most of the time, the heat of the whole group is supported by a few big water ratios.

She didn't make a sound, and watched the screen seriously, let alone, it's funny to watch others discussing herself and Song Jiamu.

After reading the chat records of the group, she clicked on the school's forum to see related posts.

After reading the posts on the school forum, she clicked on Douyin again to see if she could get her own video.

With the popularity of short videos, everyone's desire to share has become extremely strong, and everyone can post big and small things to it. The student community is a force that cannot be underestimated.

There is no video of her own on the big channel for the time being, but Yun Shuqian really did get it under the module of the same city.

In just half an hour, the video has already received more than 800 likes, and I don’t know if it’s Pengci in the comments. Many people say, ‘This is from our school’

Annoying, annoying to death!Why do these people post everything up!What if my parents, uncles and aunts see this!
Yun Shuqian liked the video, and then liked the comments about 'blessing 99' and 'I'm sore' one by one.

"Caiyi! What to do now, it's really everywhere! I can't even report it!"

"Fuck, if you don't give a good thumbs up, why are you reporting it to others? This is much more powerful than showing affection in the circle of friends!"

"Who will like it..."

"However, we can warm up our "Notes"! Now everyone is curious about who the male and female girls are in the video. When we release the micro-movie together, wow, it turns out to be the male and female lead! How about this wave of linkage?"

"..."

Song Jiamu concentrated on riding the bike, she didn't speak, and he didn't know what she was doing behind the scenes, but the little hand on his waist would pinch him from time to time, making his abdominal muscles hard .

The car drove into the community, Song Jiamu propped his feet on the ground, and the girl behind him remained silent.

"It's home, why don't you come down?"

"……arrive?"

Only then did Yun Shuqian look up, and she was busy playing with her mobile phone, but she didn't notice it when she returned to the community.

Don't care about it, it's out of sight, anyway, if my parents, uncles and aunts see it, they can just say that they twisted their feet.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault."

Song Jiamu was carrying the dishes, Yun Shuqian pinched him from behind, and the two went upstairs together.

……

Tonight's dinner is a little simpler. One fried meat with onions and one boiled prawn are more than enough for two people.

As the saying goes, you don’t have to have a partner, but you still need a meal partner. There is a meal partner with similar tastes to accompany you to eat, whether it’s in the cafeteria or eating out, so you won’t look lonely. Pitiful.

It would be even better if the rice buddies were developed into objects. The rice buddies evolved into bed buddies. It would be fine if they were two elder brothers. After all, it’s normal for two boys to eat together, but it’s normal for two boys to sleep together. It's not normal, and the two girls are different. No matter what the two girls do together, they will be very close and loving.

Song Jiamu washed rice and cooked rice, Yun Shuqian washed the vegetables and meat, and the two stayed in the kitchen together.

Even if Song Jiamu had nothing to ask him to do, he still liked to stay in the kitchen and watch her cook, and Yun Shuqian also liked this feeling very much.

"Uncle and aunt are coming back tomorrow?"

"Yes, then you will no longer be able to come to my house for dinner, hum."

"How do you know that I dare not come to your house for dinner?"

"Excuse me? You."

"But if uncle and aunt come back, we really can't cook like this anymore."

Song Jiamu held the apron, Yun Shuqian opened his arms sensiblely, and waited for him to put the apron on for her. The service is so considerate, the princess's cooking is nothing more than that.

But Song Jiamu didn't put the apron on her this time, but put it around his neck.

"Since uncle and aunt are coming back tomorrow, let me cook for you tonight."

"you?"

Yun Shuqian looked at him warily, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Hey, don't look like I'm going to poison you to death. Today's dishes are so simple. I've watched you cook for so long. I've learned it a long time ago. Don't forget, my ancestral chef!"

"Okay, then you can cook tonight."

Yun Shuqian continued to chop onions.

Song Jiamu put on the apron, eager to try it, and then continued to try it, and finally couldn't help asking: "So what is my next job?"

"Cut vegetables."

Yun Shuqian blinked quickly, put down the knife, her palms naturally drooped down, and she wiped the corners of her eyes with her arms.

When Song Jiamu looked at her carefully again, he found that her eyes were red, and the watery girl was streaming with tears.

"... Yun pig woman! What's wrong with you?! Did you get it cut? Or did you cry because you heard that I was going to cook for you?"

"Get out! Onions are so spicy!"

"It turns out that cutting onions can really be so hot that you cry?"

"Try it yourself and you'll know."

Yun Shuqian blinked, her long eyelashes were wet with tears, her eyes were also red, she pursed her lips on purpose, so it looked more like she was crying.

"Song Jiamu, do you think I'm crying?"

"You need to sniff the snot."

Yun Shuqian sniffed her snot, making it look more like she was crying, as if I felt sorry for her.

Song Jiamu looked at it but burst out laughing.

"Yun Shuqian, you cry so cutely."

"Still laughing, still laughing, cut the onion! You will cry later!"

Yun Shuqian patted him angrily, pulled the clothes on his chest, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"How do you cut the onion?"

"Cut along the length. After cutting, you can separate the sticky ones."

Song Jiamu was wearing an apron, bent slightly, held the remaining half of an onion with his left hand, and started cutting with a knife in his right hand according to Yun Shuqian's instructions.

"It's not difficult."

"What's the point of cutting an onion?"

Not to mention, seeing Song Jiamu earnestly chopping vegetables, Yun Shuqian also felt warm in his heart, as if his side face looked a lot more handsome.

"Don't you have hot eyes?"

"Nope."

Song Jiamu thought for a while and said: "Oh, I probably know the reason, we cut it differently, so your eyes are hot, and I don't."

"I taught you how to cut it, what's the difference?"

"Because I'm tall, the smell of onions can't float so high, but you are short... Hey, don't hit me, don't hit me, you are not short, your legs are thin, white, straight, long and beautiful!"

"Give me another reason!"

Song Jiamu thought hard, and finally slapped his thigh and said, "Because your eyes are big! They are so big and beautiful. My eyes are small, so you are more likely to be hot!"

"Really?"

"real!"

The girl lowered her eyes, shyly avoiding his gaze.

(End of this chapter)