Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 225 No More Compatibility Than Us (Two in One)

"You should be glad it's me. If you did this to other girls, you wouldn't know how many times you've been caught in the trap."

Song Jiamu was lying on the bed with her hands cuffed behind his back, like a prisoner who had just been arrested.

Yun Shuqian sat straddling his back, holding his big hands tightly with her two small hands. If there were handcuffs, she would definitely handcuff this guy now.

"Yun sir! Spare me!"

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you definitely want to tease me, and when I'm dizzy, you can insult me, right?"

Yun Shuqian waved and patted him angrily: "Song Jiamu, we know each other so well, why do you have the nerve to take off my pants?!"

"When did I take off your pants?!" Song Jiamu's voice trembled a little, how wronged a good person like this?

"You must have thought that way!" Yun Shuqian confirmed.

"...Don't make up your own mind, okay?"

"How dare you say you haven't thought about it?" Yun Shuqian was not polite at all.

"But whether I will do this, you know better than me!"

"Who, who knows you."

Yun Shu blushed and patted him again: "Maybe you see that my parents are not at home, and then the abnormality you suppressed for a long time went to your head, and finally you just did that to me, Song Jiamu, I know best is you!"

"I swear! Absolutely not! Even just like that, I just want you to feel my deep love."

Yun Shuqian thought about it, but she couldn't trust him completely. It was fine before mom and dad were at home, and this guy didn't dare to mess around. If mom and dad had just left, she would explain it to her. When mom and dad came back, she would , how does she explain.

Seeing that they were having fun, the little cat didn't know what kind of game it was, so it sat on Song Jiamu's back with Yun Shuqian, bouncing and stepping on it.

"Humph."

Yun Shuqian clasped his arms and sat down on him a few more times.

Not to mention, when he bullied Song Jiamu like this, he was so strange, he never imagined that he was so strong that he could knock him down.

She felt that she had to prepare a rope in the room. Next time Song Jiamu dared to deliberately tease her again, she would tie him to a chair and torture him for one night.

The phone by the bed rang.

Both of them were stunned.

"Song Jiamu, your phone is ringing, who's calling?"

"It's the alarm clock, it's twelve o'clock, stop making noise, the VIP chapter is about to be released."

Song Jiamu, who was still imprisoned by her just now, broke free from Yun Shuqian's grasp with a slight force of both hands. Her small hands couldn't even wrap around his wrists, imprisoning a ghost .

"It's twelve o'clock? So fast...ah!"

Yun Shuqian exclaimed, and Song Jiamu, who was lying on her stomach, turned over and rolled her and the cat off her back.

Song Jiamu crawled out of bed, turned on his laptop, and logged into the writer's background.

"Yun Shuqian, your arrogance is over here, and the position of president will soon be mine."

"Thinking too much about you!"

Yun Shuqian also hurried out of bed, carried her laptop over, sat by the bed, and logged in to the writer's background.

Song Jiamu also sat next to her, and the two sat next to each other, refreshing the webpage with a little excitement.

The usual updates are set to be released regularly, but it is not possible to set the timing when it was first launched, because there is no VIP volume to choose from. Now after the VIP volume is activated, the chapters in the draft box must be manually published.

"Got it?"

"not yet……"

"Yes, yes!" Song Jiamu said in surprise.

At [-]:[-], the VIP volume was finally refreshed.

"You, you wait for me, let's send it together."

Seeing that Song Jiamu's VIP roll had been refreshed, and hers hadn't come out yet, Yun Shuqian was a little nervous.

It would be embarrassing if this was missed. She had already sent a testimonial with Song Jiamu at noon. It was written in a sad way, explaining her many years of running on the street, thanking the platform, thanking the editor, and thanking the book friends , in short, I implore everyone to support the subscription. After all, after it is put on the shelves, subscription is the life of a book.

Although yesterday, the editor of Toon had notified her that it would be on the shelves this morning, but after years of writing books with little transparency, the mentality of rushing to the street still hasn't changed, for fear that the editor will miss her.

Last week, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu recommended Sanjiang together, and then pushed it to the shelves this week. This time, the new book of the two has been smooth sailing, and the new book period is full of recommendations that can be eaten.

Although it doesn't have a huge reader base like the old author, but Yun Shuqian's collection of Dragon Girl has already reached [-], Song Jiamu has more than her, and his blood family is more mainstream, with four collections. Ten thousand eight thousand.

If the subscription ratio is ten to one, that is, if there is one kind-hearted reader who is willing to support the subscription among ten people, then both of them can have four thousand first subscriptions. Write down with confidence.

Of course, things like over [-] pre-orders are the world of big bosses. Last month, the website 'Zi Fei Yu' boss's new book hit the shelves, and the pre-orders reached [-]. Song Jiamu and Yun Shu To put it bluntly, it is like the existence of Emperor Dou.

Writing a book is not a step-by-step process. The key is the trick. After finding the feeling for the subject matter and the market, the grades will rise quickly. If you can’t find the feeling, you still can’t write a name even if you write 2000 million words.

"Have you got it?" Seeing that her VIP pass hadn't been swiped out yet, Song Jiamu was also a little nervous, and turned his head to help take a look.

"Yes, yes!" At [-]:[-], Yun Shuqian's VIP pass was also swiped out.

Don't underestimate this 2 minutes, for small and transparent authors like Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian, it's a big deal to put it on the shelf, and it's very nervous!Not only does it mean subscription, but the key is full attendance!If the first number is not successfully put on the shelves, the full attendance for this month will be gone, which is 500 yuan!
If it were an old fritter that had been on the shelves five, six, seven or eight times, it might be very calm. Maybe it would be the next day after sleeping, and then it would be remembered that it was on the shelves today.

"Let's go together, are you ready?"

"whee."

Yun Shuqian was in a happy mood, and it felt strange to publish books with Song Jiamu and then put them on shelves together.

The two squeezed the time and released the VIP chapter at exactly [-]:[-].

"Song Jiamu, how many chapters do you plan to update?"

"Five chapters tonight, another five at noon tomorrow, ten chapters."

"Then I'll post ten chapters too."

Yun Shuqian searched and searched and counted the remaining chapters in the draft box. Although they usually have to go to class, the two of them code words relatively quickly. They can write three chapters a day. After more than a month, I have saved nearly forty chapters.

Don’t worry about saving manuscripts. After all, anyone who has written a book knows that, regardless of how many manuscripts are saved now, as the book is written to the end, the writing speed will slow down, and the saved manuscripts will disappear bit by bit.

After the chapter was released in the background, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian opened the app again, and they were relieved to see that the VIP chapter was updated accurately.

"It's disgusting, why do I have to pay for my own books!"

Yun Shuqian subscribed to her own chapter and complained pettishly.

"Song Jiamu, I've made a first order for you."

"Our relationship, you won't give me a full order?!"

"I've read all your manuscripts, if you don't order, get out."

"Why don't you be so stingy?"

Song Jiamu ordered all the chapters of Yun Shuqianfa, one chapter was [-] words, and five chapters added up to only fifty cents.

"Yun Shuqian, why don't I reward you with a leader?"

"You can give me the money directly."

Yun Shuqian refreshed her own chapters, flipping through the comments of book friends just after it was put on the shelf, and at the top of the reading page, a message from the leader popped up.

"You, you really tipped me? Song Jiamu, are you rich?!"

Yun Shuqian's heart ached to death, the news reminder just passed by in a flash, she didn't see the nickname very clearly, so she quickly opened the backstage to take a look.

"It's not me, I don't have so much money."

"Wild leader!"

Yun Shuqian, who was still feeling sorry for Song Jiamu spending her money just now, immediately smiled again when she saw this wild leader, and turned around to show off to Song Jiamu with her mobile phone.

"Sooner or later I will!"

Song Jiamu was greatly shocked. Seeing his appearance, Yun Shuqian was even happier. Sure enough, the smile would not disappear out of thin air, it would just run from his face to hers.

Yun Shuqian chased after the victory, and asked again: "How many pre-orders do you have now?"

"It's only been less than 10 minutes..." Song Jiamu hid the computer screen from her, and looked at the subscription data in his background.

"Aren't you full of confidence just now? How much? Say it!"

Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian became very excited, reaching out to grab his computer.

Song Jiamu closed the computer and turned it off, hid on the bed and used his mobile phone to watch the background.

Yun Shuqian also put the computer aside, and rushed over to grab his mobile phone.

He hides and hides, but she grabs and hugs, taking advantage of him openly, giggling happily.

"Stop, stop..."

Song Jiamu lay on the bed, and Yun Shuqian lay on his back and hugged him.

From the back came the charming feeling brought by the girl's delicate and soft body. She hugged Song Jiamu's waist tightly, pressing him on his back like this, and her little head was also pressed against his shoulder. Come over, the soft hair scattered on his face and neck.

"Don't try to hide it, tell me quickly! Otherwise, I will crush you!"

Yun Shuqian didn't think there was anything wrong with such a posture at all, because she was the boss, she could do this to Song Jiamu, but Song Jiamu couldn't do this to her.

If the two had switched, she was lying on her stomach like this, and then Song Jiamu was pressing on her head-on and still hugging her waist, he would definitely push his hip subconsciously like before.

The girly cat-like weight can't crush him, not to mention, it feels very comfortable to be hugged and pressed by her like this.

Occasionally when he moved, Yun Shuqian hugged him even tighter, which reminded Song Jiamu of two dragonflies embracing each other when he went fishing by the pond with his grandfather.

"How much are you?" Song Jiamu turned his head and asked her.

"You tell me how much you have first, and then I will tell you how much." Yun Shuqian said close to his face, and then her little hand was still touching his mobile phone, which was hidden under his belly and pressed down.

"No, if I have more than you, you will definitely not tell me, Yun Shuqian, there is no one in this world who knows you better than me."

"I won't!"

"You won't have a fake."

"What confidence do you have to say more than me?"

"Then take it out and take a look, it's 15 minutes now."

"... just look at it."

Yun Shuqian still lay on him and hugged him, took out her mobile phone to him, Song Jiamu also took out her own mobile phone, and put the two mobile phones on the bed together.

After turning on the lock screen, the heads of the two were pasted together, and the facial recognition of the two mobile phones was also turned on together.

Song Jiamu kept the same operation, using his mobile phone to open Writer's Assistant, and then click to subscribe.

Yun Shuqian was lying on his stomach behind him, staring at the screen with big eyes.

After seeing the numbers on the two screens, she was so fast that she snatched her phone back in one swoop.

"What are you looking at! What's so interesting!"

"Don't hide it, I've seen it all. I'm ordering 363 for the first time now, and yours is only 304!"

"It's only 15 minutes and it doesn't mean anything. I will definitely have more than you in an hour! Besides, are you twice as big as me? What's there to be proud of? Your collection is more than mine, so count it down , I am more than you."

Seeing how proud he was, Yun Shuqian wanted to nibble on his shoulder.

It's not that she doesn't know her, she wouldn't be called Yun Shuqian if she doesn't have a hard mouth, after all, Song Jiamu still knows how hard her mouth is when she speaks, and how soft she is when kissed.

"Yes, yes, the president has the most. I have nearly [-] more collections than you, but the result is that the first order is about the same as the two of us. Now I am ashamed to death."

Yun Shuqian buried her face in his neck embarrassingly, and rubbed her delicate nose against his skin, "I was a little happy when you said that, and I want to reward you."

"How to reward?" Song Jiamu regained his spirits.

"You're kidding." Yun Shuqian snorted and said again.

Annoyed, Song Jiamu wanted to slap his thigh straight, but if he made a mistake, he should act as if he didn't care about her reward at all, so that she would reward him impatiently.

"In just 15 minutes now, we have more than 300 orders. After 24 hours, don't we have more than [-] orders?" Yun Shuqian daydreamed happily.

Song Jiamu was not sensible at all, and shattered her fantasy with a slap: "There are probably [-] subscriptions, don't even think about it. There must be a lot of people who subscribed before, and there will be so many later."

"Song Jiamu, you are so annoying."

"Then don't touch me."

"I touch you, and you are so annoying are two different things."

"Then I want to..."

"roll."

Yun Shuqian interrupted his shameless words, continued to lie on his back and hugged him, a pair of small hands dishonestly got up from the hem of his T-shirt, touched his abdominal muscles, touched his chest muscles, she He couldn't see his own hands, nor his chest, but where his fingers slid, Song Jiamu's muscles would always tense, and the touch from his fingertips outlined the outline of his body, which made Yun Shuqian I like it very much.

Compared to sleeping with the little bear, hugging Song Jiamu like this is not to mention much more satisfying. When he doesn't move, she moves by herself, and her delicate body rubs against his back. She is so comfortable that she just wants to bite him. Yes, after dawdling for a long time, her little face began to turn red, her little ears also turned red, and her big eyes became wet.

"Yun Shuqian, are you imagining something strange about me?"

Song Jiamu asked with a strange face. He had been looking at the data in the backstage. He could feel the girl behind him squirming like a maggot. Of course, he could feel her delicate body feeling a little hot after seeing her silent for such a long time. He also became hotter.

"I do not have!"

Yun Shuqian didn't move, and asked, "It's been half an hour now, how much is your first order?"

"One thousand."

"So fast!"

"The fastest rise is only in this hour. It's already midnight, and there must not be so many in the future."

Song Jiamu turned off the phone screen and planned to get up.

Yun Shuqian held him down.

"where are you going?"

"Go home and sleep, it's already 12:30, and there's still class tomorrow."

"No, don't you want to continue watching the backstage?"

"I'll watch it tomorrow, I can't fall asleep after watching too much."

Yun Shuqian's voice suddenly softened, and buried her hot face deeper into his neck.

"Why don't you go back tonight, my parents are not at home anyway..."

Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled. Since they slept together on their birthday last time, the two of them hadn't slept together for ten days. Sure enough, on the first night when Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu returned abroad, Yun Chongchong finally couldn't help it. Yet!

"My mother has class in the first period tomorrow, and she gets up very early."

"Just like before, you just need to go back after five o'clock, can you, Song Jiamu? Can you?"

She definitely did it on purpose!
Don't ask 'is it good', but 'is it okay', which man dares to say no?
Seeing Song Jiamu's silence and entanglement, Yun Chongchong started her bewitching again: "Is it okay to have two pairs?"

"No, I already have a quadruple pair!"

"You can return it to me, and I'll give you a new one."

"...What do you think of me! Unless I sleep under a quilt, I won't do it."

"Hmph, goodbye."

Yun Shuqian said so, but she didn't have the consciousness to get up from his back at all, she closed her eyes, hugged him, leaned her head on the back of his neck, and fell asleep as if she had fainted .

Song Jiamu got up, she let out a cry of surprise, raised her white and tender legs, and rolled down from him.

She was lying on the bed, hugging the quilt and looking at him. Song Jiamu silently picked up the computer and took the key she put on the table.

whee.

She knew it.

Song Jiamu left her room, Yun Shuqian also climbed down from the bed, opened the cabinet, took out his quilt and pillow, pushed his own quilt and pillow to the side against the wall, and put his quilt and pillow Beside her, she got into the bed and lay down obediently.

When Song Jiamu was not around, time passed very slowly. She tossed and turned on the bed, thinking that he really wasn't coming.

Just waiting and waiting, waiting for almost 10 minutes, just when she couldn't help but send him a message with her mobile phone to ask him to return the key, the door of her room opened, behind the background of Song Jiamu, she He also turned off the lights in the living room.

Seeing him coming, the girl's heart suddenly felt at ease.

She turned to face the wall, closed her eyes, pulled the quilt up to the position of her nose, but she was smiling sweetly at the corner of her mouth.

Listen to his movements with your ears——

He closed the door and locked it;
He went to the bed and sat down, the bed made a sound;

He lay down, his quilt pushing against hers;
He said to the kitty, 'Turn off the lights every year'

say 'meow' every year

Then the light snapped off.

Yun Shuqian shrank her neck, her heartbeat quickened, she buried her face deeper in the quilt, and heard him approaching.

His arms came over and hugged her whole through the quilt.

"Pretending to be asleep again."

"I do not have."

"Then I'm going to insult you!"

"You, you dare?!"

Yun Shuqian opened her eyes and wanted to hide under the blanket, but soon, she realized that hiding under the blanket was a wrong choice.

Song Jiamu simply wrapped her up with a quilt so that she couldn't move. He imitated her and pressed her on her through the quilt.

The sense of heaviness and solidity, after he pressed it down, filled the immature heart of the girl. She raised her hands and opened her palms to cover her face. Under the dim night light, her little ears were also red, and her hair was scattered in the air. On the pillow, like a blooming flower.

Song Jiamu held her down, opened her hands covering her face, leaned over and pressed her lips to them.

There is a great taste in her mouth, like the smoothness of milk, and the sweetness of strawberry ice cream.

Song Jiamu opened her arms and pressed them on both sides, gently biting her lips, her face, her earlobes, then her chin, and finally her slender and white neck like a girl's swan.

Whenever Song Jiamu kissed her neck, Yun Shuqian always frowned, and subconsciously tilted her head back so that her beautiful neck could be revealed more.

The little hand that was pressed by him was intertwined with his fingers, and her tender fingers were also grasping his hand tightly, for fear of falling from a high place.

Song Jiamu had already kissed her collarbone, and the young girl's immature heart was beating non-stop in her chest.

He pulled her collar a little to the side, revealing the girl's snow-white and round shoulders. The girl's shoulders are really beautiful, especially those like Yun Shuqian, who are as exquisite as works of art.

The only decoration on the shoulders was the thin shoulder strap. Song Jiamu put a kiss on the shoulder strap, bit it lightly with his teeth, and bounced it back to the girl's shoulder.

Yun Shuqian couldn't bear it anymore, she pulled out her pressed hand in shame, pressed on his chest, and pushed him feebly.

"Go, go away!"

"and many more!"

"……What's wrong?"

Song Jiamu told her the most important thing: "The left shoulder hasn't been kissed yet."

"..."

When he said this, Yun Shuqian felt like ants were crawling all over her body. How could she only kiss the right side, but not the left side? !

She stared at him in embarrassment, her green curves fluctuating due to her breathing, she obediently did not move, and let Song Jiamu kiss her left shoulder as just now.

After he finished kissing, the reserved girl didn't know where she got so much strength, turned over and pinned Song Jiamu down.

Song Jiamu was lying on the bed, Yun Shuqian was pressing his arm, and she was riding on his waist through the quilt. She leaned over and her hair fell onto Song Jiamu's face.

"Hair, I can't even open my eyes." Song Jiamu reminded her with narrowed eyes.

Yun Shuqian didn't care, she pressed a tender finger to his lips, and said in a commanding voice: "You, you lick it."

"I do not want."

"You just insulted me! You lick it quickly, and I will insult you too!"

She stuffed her finger into Song Jiamu's mouth. Song Jiamu was afraid of biting her, so he had to suck her finger into his mouth.

"Is it disgusting?" Yun Shuqian asked him proudly.

"Not at all, why is it still a little sweet?" With her fingers in her mouth, Song Jiamu spoke vaguely.

Yun Shuqian always has a sweet smell on her body, whether talking to her at close range or eating fingers like this, Song Jiamu always thinks she is like a small cake.

"Song Jiamu, you are so disgusting!"

Seeing that he was indeed more perverted than her, Yun Shuqian couldn't help laughing, changed her finger, and continued to poke into his mouth.

"Yun Shuqian, you are not much better."

"It's obviously you, but you still have the nerve to call me, Song Jiamu, you remember, there will be no other girl in this world who is willing to be with such a disgusting you except me."

"I will marry you, there is no better match than the two of us."

Song Jiamu took out her finger, raised his head and kissed her.

(End of this chapter)