Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 186 Please control yourself somewhat! (seeking subscription)

Song Jiamu carried the girl's little white sock in his pocket, opened the door, and sneaked back home.

Yun Shuqian stood at the door waiting for him, watching him enter the room and turn off the lights and close the door.

The two of them sneaked behind their elders' backs and did wrong things together. This feeling was exhilarating. The girl's heart was beating wildly, but she wasn't as scared as she was the first time. Instead, she felt extraordinarily excited.

Like riding a roller coaster or bungee jumping, the feeling of indulgence in fear is too addictive.

The young girl's tender fingers are slightly stingy, and the kitten sits beside her beautiful legs, and occasionally flicks its tail like a puppy. It feels very exciting every year, but it is taught to learn The bad one is now a cat that does not return home at night.

After a while, Song Jiamu finally came out quietly, with his back to Yun Shuqian, and very lightly closed the door again.

When he walked to the door of Yun Shuqian's house, the girl couldn't wait to reach out and drag him in.

As the door closed, Song Jiamu grabbed Yun Shuqian just as he did in the afternoon, and passed one hand under her armpit, and the other hand through her leg. With her cry, it was like riding a roller coaster. With a cry of surprise in a low voice, she was picked up by the princess.

"Ah...! Put me down quickly! I'm about to fall!"

"You have lured wolves into the house, let me tell you!"

Song Jiamu didn't let her go, and carried her princess from the door to the room.

Yun Shuqian was startled and laughed, and patted his chest with his small hand, a pair of white and shapely legs under the shorts were hanging in the air, kicking and bouncing, all the slippers fell off, and fell on the sofa and coffee table in the living room.

Song Jiamu was so strong that he could see his chin, Adam's apple, and his bad eyes when he looked up.

Yun Shuqian suddenly became a little nervous, and her heart beat faster.

"I lost my slippers, let me down!"

"No."

She was wearing light home shorts and pajamas. When holding her like this, not to mention how soft it feels, and she still has to jump a few times, which is even more provocative to the boy's heart.

Song Jiamu carried her all the way, her door was ajar, he swung open the door with his foot, and carried her to the bed.

Her bed was extraordinarily soft and of excellent quality, so Song Jiamu gently threw her on the quilt.

As if falling on a trampoline, the girl's delicate and tight body bounced up slightly. She giggled with an 'ah', and when she was about to pick up the pillow to fight back, Song Jiamu rushed over with bared teeth and claws.

"Miss Yun! You're done! I'm going to forcibly comfort you!"

"Get out of here! Smelly rascal! Damn pervert!"

Yun Shuqian quickly hid in the bed, hid her legs under the quilt, grabbed the pillow with both hands and patted him.

Not to be outdone, Song Jiamu also picked up a pillow and confronted her.

Unexpectedly, Yun Shuqian was playing tricks, grabbed his pillow and hugged him in her arms, snatching his pillow away in a daze.

The two of them fought childishly for a while, and the good bed was too messy.

Yun Shuqian’s face was blushing, and a little drowsiness disappeared. It was 11:30, and she was still looking energetic. She was sitting in a duck sitting position, with two pillows stacked on her bosom, stretching out her fingers to shake the messy The hair was brushed behind the ears, breathing heavily, and then touched the remote control of the air conditioner, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to [-] degrees.

"The air conditioner is so cold, be careful to catch a cold."

"I'll just blow it for a while, it's all your fault! I'm sweating!"

Yun Shu lightly wiped his forehead and neck, which felt a little moist. As soon as the cool air-conditioning wind blew, his whole body felt refreshed and transparent.

Not long after she took a bath, she was sweating a little again, and the faint fragrance wafting from her body became more intense.

Song Jiamu turned his back to her, clutching the hem of the T-shirt with his hands crossed, ready to take off his clothes.

If it was before, when he made this movement, Yun Shuqian would have kicked him away, but after sleeping together so many times, she also knew that he would take off his shirt every time he slept, and it was safe.

She slowly crawled over from behind him, grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, and prevented him from taking off his clothes.

"What? I can't sleep with my clothes on."

"I'll help you take off!"

Yun Shuqian was excited, eager to have a try, she didn't know what it would be like to help a boy undress, if you don't try it with You Xunran, who else should you try?
"...Don't do such an idiotic thing, hey!"

"You say it again!"

Embarrassed, Yun Shuqian twisted his waist angrily, and Song Jiamu shut up and dared not speak.

"Then take it off, and I will help you take it off later."

"Show some face, Song Zhutou!"

Yun Shuqian patted his hand away, the posture of the duck sitting behind Song Jiamu's back, a pair of soft calves under the shorts are particularly eye-catching, and the soles of the feet are also white and tender, without even a trace of calluses.

She grabbed the hem of Song Jiamu's T-shirt with both hands, and gently lifted his T-shirt up as if uncovering some rare treasure.

So Song Jiamu's firm belly was exposed, his skin was a healthy wheat color, and there was no trace of fat around his waist.

Yun Shuqian turned around curiously and looked at his abdominal muscles. His belly button is round, and there are a few hairs under the belly button.

Have, all grown up here? !
"rogue!"

"Ok?"

She hid behind again, put down the lifted clothes again, then lifted them up again, and put them down again.

Yun Shuqian had a strange expression on his face, feeling that it was funny.

There are probably not many girls who can pick up boys' clothes so recklessly, let alone Song Jiamu's clothes, she can pick up whatever she wants.

Song Jiamu sat by the bed and was speechless.

After a while, she had had enough of playing, and then she lifted the clothes to his chest, Song Jiamu felt a little itchy.

"Cloud, Shu, Qian, you're lecherous—"

"Raise, raise your hand!"

Song Jiamu raised his arms, Yun Shuqian's pretty face flushed, and he swallowed lightly. Of course, it wasn't greedy, and she couldn't explain why there was a sudden swallowing movement.

She knelt halfway behind him and took off his T-shirt completely.

Song Jiamu still raised his hands, and his armpit hair was not too much, and his unique aura of a man rushed directly to the girl's face.

Yun Shuqian's face turned even redder, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of her throat, she threw away his T-shirt casually, and then hugged him from behind.

She was also wearing short sleeves, her delicate arm skin was in close contact with his hot body, her little hands were on his chest, her face was against the back of his neck, her long hair was scattered on his shoulders, Song Jiamu was itchy on his back and neck.

The kitten sitting on the bedside table and yawning occasionally looks this way.

See, let's just say the human tail doesn't work well.

Song Jiamu raised his hands high, and his Adam's apple rolled. What kind of strange game is this?

Before he could put his hand down, the girl behind him let go of him quickly, giggling and hiding under the quilt.

Hiding so tightly, occasionally Song Jiamu gently poked the snail under the blanket with his finger.

The quilt snail moved like a ball, then stretched out a small white leg from the edge of the quilt and kicked in his direction.

Because he couldn't see him, this kick often hit the air.

But don't underestimate this woman's vengeance. When she missed him, she kept kicking her. It wasn't until Song Jiamu took the initiative to put her leg beside her that she kicked him. Then the little white leg retracted back into the quilt with satisfaction. go inside.

"Turn off the lights and go to bed!" said the quilt snail.

"Okay, okay." Song Jiamu said.

"Niannian, turn off the lights."

"Meow."

Nian Nian was much lazier than before. He lay on the bedside table, lazily stretched out his tail to turn off the light, but his tail was a bit disobedient, so he rubbed his head against the switch, and the light turned off with a snap.

After the headlight is turned off, the light of the night light becomes obvious. The shape of a small goldfish exudes orange light. It has been plugged in before and has not been unplugged. After all, the power is only a few watts, and the electricity bill is one yuan. Enough to keep it bright for a whole year.

Song Jiamu picked up the scattered pillows and put them together next to Yun Shuqian's pillow. He shook the quilt, lay down next to her, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

In the dark room, the girl hiding under the quilt finally got her head out, looking at Song Jiamu who was sleeping next to her tonight, her heart was full, her sense of happiness and security was like a cup filled with water , will overflow.

She moved to get closer to him, lying on his side.

Song Jiamu also moved his body, squeezed the quilt between the two of them tighter, and lay sideways to her.

Yun Shuqian's eyes were big, shining brightly under the dim light. She blinked and looked at him, and Song Jiamu also looked at her.

She opened a gap in the quilt, and her little hand got out, and opened her palm towards him.

"give me."

"……Is it really possible?"

"Ok?"

"...If you want, I will give it to you."

"..."

It took a while for Yun Shuqian to understand what this guy was talking about.

Unhappy, he clenched his small fist and hit him twice through the quilt, and opened his palm again: "I said the socks I gave you!"

"How can there be such a thing? You can take back what you gave me? Then, wouldn't you sleep in vain tonight?"

"I'm not coming back, I'm checking."

"what to check for?"

"...to prevent you from doing strange things with my socks, don't think I don't know, you boys are all perverted."

"You're so perverted, Yun Shuqian!"

The sock was still in his trouser pocket, Song Jiamu felt in his trouser pocket, and found that soft and cute little sock.

He brought it in front of the two of them, and looked at it carefully in front of Yun Shuqian.

Compared with the socks he was wearing, the girl's little white socks are much cuter. They are small, with tender pink lace on the top of the socks, and the texture is quite soft. He smelled it lightly, and there was a touch of washing powder. The scent, the smell of lavender.

"...It's disgusting, Song Jiamu! Don't smell it!"

Embarrassed, Yun Shuqian reached out and snatched back the socks. She was always very sensitive in snatching things.

"give me back!"

"I won't give it to you."

If she refused, Song Jiamu came to snatch her. She hid in the quilt, and Song Jiamu hugged the quilt together, and then put his arm into the snail in the quilt like touching a pearl in a river mussel.

Yun Shuqian giggled under the quilt, tightly clutching his big hand.

Seeing that she was about to lose her grip, she whimpered and bit his wrist.

"Hiss, it hurts!"

Just when Song Jiamu was about to twitch his hand in pain, he felt her finger sucked into his mouth again.

But after a while, she was not happy, she gnawed on his index finger with her small teeth, and bit it a little harder.

"hiss!"

Song Jiamu hastily withdrew his hand.

In the dim light, there were two or three faint tooth marks on the skin above the index finger, most of the fingers were wet, and the wind from the air conditioner was slightly cool.

"Why did you bite me again?"

"You, you didn't wash your hands!"

"……sorry."

It is very simple to judge whether you have washed your hands or not. You can tell by eating your own fingers. Of course, the feeling of eating your hands is completely different from that of others. You can ask your roommates to experiment.

"You carry it on your back to sleep, carry it on your back..."

"Don't you want me to sleep with you?"

"No."

Song Jiamu had no choice but to sleep on his back, and the girl behind him gently rubbed over. She put her quilt on him, so that there was only his quilt between them.

She hugged him contentedly, the air conditioner was not thick, and she didn't feel hot when she hugged him, her little head rubbed against his pillow, Song Jiamu had to make room for her on the other side of the pillow, her own The pillows were completely useless, two people slept on single pillows.

Yun Shuqian buried her face at the back of his neck, and occasionally pursed her lips and kissed his neck as a reward. When the girl breathed, the soft, moist and hot air would blow onto Song Jiamu's skin.

He grabbed Yun Shuqian's little hand that rested on him, raised it a little higher, and sucked her tender fingers, he was not willing to bite her.

"Okay, okay, I won't give you food, it's all drool..."

"It's disgusting, isn't it?"

"You are the most disgusting."

She put her hand on his chest and hugged him slightly tighter.

Both of them closed their eyes, and apart from each other's breathing and the kitten's purring, they could also hear the sound of rain outside the window.

The rain hit the glass, rattling. When it rained, every part became sensitive, as if he could hear the whole world. When holding him, Yun Shuqian felt extra at ease.

"Song Jiamu."

"Ok?"

"It's raining."

"Then get some sleep."

"Good night, Song Jiamu."

"Good night Yun Shuqian."

After saying this, Song Jiamu turned around slightly, kissed her on the forehead, and then put his mouth on top of her lips.

Yun Shuqian raised her chin and kissed his lips for five seconds.

With her lips parted, she turned to the side facing the wall, bent her body, and put her back into his arms.

Song Jiamu's arm came over, gently held her little hand, hugged her, buried his face in her hair, and kissed her hair on her head.

The rain outside the window was pattering down, and the breathing of the two gradually became even...

(End of this chapter)