Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 27 Hand and Foot Control

The phone was placed flat on the table, and Song Jiamu and the cat looked at it together.

In Niannian's beautiful azure blue eyes, the flashing characters in the chat box are reflected, line after line up...

"Pervert! Pervert!"

"Pervert! Pervert!"

……

It's a pity that the little cat is uneducated, and I can't understand what this means. Is this saying hello?

When humans say hello, don't they sniff each other's butts?

Niannian couldn't understand it, but Song Jiamu could understand it.

After the phrase "look at your feet" was sent out, he didn't have time to interject a word, and the overwhelming "perverted! Perverted!" popped up, and the news of 99+ was swiped in an instant, and it is estimated that there are three or four now. There are hundreds of them, and they are still going up...

What, you told me to let go of it again, isn't it just to look at the feet, you can also look at mine if you want...

Song Jiamu was speechless, now it's all right, he didn't see his feet, and he was scolded thousands of times for being a pervert.

If Zhai Dai is really that guy, it's okay to say, but if he made a mistake in guessing, wouldn't his image be ruined.

It wasn't until 5 minutes later that Zhaidai's "Pervert! Pervert!" finally stopped.

Song Jiamu can feel that this is probably not her limit, maybe the phone's memory is not enough...

Zhai Jiu was stunned: "Hurry up and go to bed, you! Goodbye!"

Pen and paper: "..."

Song Jiamu clicked on the emoji box, intending to send her an emoji admitting her mistake.

Nian Nian also leaned over curiously, stretched out her cat's paw and stepped on the screen, and just sent out a lustful and drooling emoji.

Damn it, damn it!
He quickly withdrew.

But it was still too late, the overwhelming "Pervert! Pervert!" popped up again...

Song Jiamu felt tired and lay down on the bed on his back.

It seems that trying to find the answer from Zhaidai is not feasible. It is not practical to ask Yun Shuqian directly, and it will expose yourself. If you want to confirm this absurd guess, you can only look for opportunities later.

The phone was placed next to the pillow, the screen was still on, and line after line of "Pervert! Pervert!" kept popping up.

And the sound of snoring sounded in the room...

……

With her calves crossed, Yun Shuqian sat on the bed and tried her best to bombard her with news.

If she saw that Song Jiamu was already sleeping like a pig, she would probably be so angry that she would throw herself on his bed...

Like a doormat, he grabs and ravages the sleeping bear. Fortunately, the bear is of good quality and has served as Song Jiamu's stand-in straw man for so many years.

Yes, this little bear was given by Song Jiamu as a birthday present many years ago.

In these years, the two never even said happy birthday to each other, not to mention giving each other birthday presents, for fear that the other party would say, "You still remember my birthday, as expected, you are..."

Squeeze your pig's head!Song Jiamu!

After kneading the little bear, Yun Shuqian smoothed out the folds and carefully checked if there was any damage. Then he hugged the little bear to his chest, pursed his mouth and muffled the words that prevented him from viewing the chat history. "Pervert! Pervert!" for local deletion.

How refreshing it is when posting it, and how embarrassing it is when deleting it.

Until she deleted "Pervert! Pervert!", that guy didn't even reply to a single message.

Shouldn't you be asleep?

How can you sleep well!

Do you know that there is a girl who can't sleep waiting for your explanation!

Unexpectedly, actually liking her feet...

Thinking of this, Yun Shuqian felt very ashamed, curled up sideways in the bed, and touched her feet by herself.

Tender and soft, because I usually take good care of my body, it is not cold but warm, and of course there is no peculiar smell at all.

After thinking about the same thing for a long time, my thoughts start to go astray...

Gradually, the depression in Yun Shuqian's heart gradually dissipated, and she became a little shy for no reason.

Feet can't give birth to children, why do boys like it, I really don't understand...

But even if Song Jiamu liked her feet, she would never allow him to observe or even play with them.

Just thinking of herself lying on the sofa and him hugging her feet, the girl's pretty face became hot for a while, it was no different from giving birth...

How could rivals have children together?

She didn't think about anything else, she only asked Song Jiamu for a full photo if she was lustful, and yellow was indeed the best camouflage color.

Song Jiamu didn't know that Zhaidai was her, so if he looked at it this way, he had succeeded in knowing some unknown XP of his, and this was a big secret.

She hugged the bear and turned over again, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After all, she actually had a little secret.

She likes Song Jiamu's hands very much!
Of course, it has nothing to do with him, she hates Song Jiamu the most!

But I really like his hands...

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Song Jiamu's hands are the most beautiful hands she has ever seen among boys. The hands look bony, with sharp edges and corners. The perfect golden ratio of 0.618 between the palm and fingers looks thin and long .

In the dark room with the lights off, she huddled under the warm blanket.

Yun Shuqian groaned, her pretty face became hot, and she began to ravage the sleeping bear again.

Sure enough, the writing was broken, she had never been like this before.

……

The morning sun came as promised.

A young man full of vigor met a girl with dark circles and a sluggish face in the corridor.

"Why do you look so ugly today?" Song Jiamu's arrogant voice sounded immediately.

"..."

Very good, once a day, cement to seal the heart.

When she didn't see him in person, Yun Shuqian would still have some strange fantasies about him in bed, and when she saw him, she felt inexplicably angry.

If there is a definition for this relationship, Yun Shuqian thinks it is like this - an ordinary single friend of the opposite sex who is the most familiar, who only lives in memory, and who makes people feel uncomfortable when he speaks.

She woke up early in the morning to look at her phone. She sent thousands of messages last night, and the guy just woke up and replied. . . ', how can I not make her angry.

Fortunately, he sent it to Zhaidai. The news about Zhaidai has nothing to do with me.

Calm down and take a deep breath.

A stable mind is the first element to become the great Yun Shuqian, not to care about a guy who likes to watch poop.

"I read the book until it was two o'clock in the middle of the night. It seems that you are lazy and went to bed early?"

"You should praise me for being diligent. In order to ensure that the new recruits are full of energy today, I went to bed early in the morning, but you stayed up late. It really shouldn't be." Song Jiamu became even more arrogant.

"That's right, Song Jiamu, who is full of energy."

Yun Shuqian turned to look at him: "The [-] leaflets for noon are all given to you."

"..."

Song Jiamu was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)