Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 45 Song Jiamu dare not comment

Yun Shuqian did not feel at ease eating this meal.

Usually she eats generously and eats decently, but this time she turned into a shy girl, lowering her head slightly, as if she was afraid of being seen, and secretly looked around from time to time.

The long-standing habit of "distanced from each other in front of outsiders" has become a conditioned reflex, but today, Song Jiamu is stubbornly clinging to her and will not leave.

Such as hugging her under the tent, such as hiding Yuan Caiyi and a few girls eating with her now, the legs under the table are still fighting.

Deep down in her heart, she doesn't reject him being so clingy at all, does she?

Otherwise, she would have been angry a long time ago, why would she say no to it, but her body is very honest, and she even found a remote corner for him to cling to.

With such a contrast, Yun Shuqian felt weird, her heartbeat kept at a rate of ninety beats per minute, which reminded her of when she was a child, when they hid from their parents and secretly kissed after watching TV.

At that time, I didn’t understand it, and I didn’t feel much about it. If it were changed to the present, it is estimated that the heartbeat could reach 130 beats per minute.

Of course, if Song Jiamu dared to mention it, she would take off her sock and stuff it in his mouth.

Fortunately, Yuan Caiyi and the others didn't notice her. The girls were already full and left the cafeteria talking and laughing together.

When they stood up, Yun Shu raised his right hand and tilted his head to cover half of his face, as if covering his ears and stealing the bell. At the same time, his legs subconsciously tensed up, pinching him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would stand up.

When Yuan Caiyi and the others disappeared from sight, Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight again, let go of Song Jiamu's leg, and stepped on him by the way.

Isn't it too late to be thick-skinned, this bastard?
If he had been so thick-skinned back then, maybe the two of them would even have children.

Of course a reserved girl wouldn't cling to him, anyway, if he didn't take the initiative, Yun Shuqian would also be stubborn, coming and going again and again, and it became what it is now.

"I'm the squad leader, you have to pay attention to the influence." Yun Shuqian sighed.

That's what she said, but she said it against her will. After she finished speaking, she glanced at Song Jiamu again, hoping that he wouldn't take it seriously, and if she really ran away honestly, it would only drive her to death.

"It doesn't matter. Although we are not the best in the world now, we can still be regarded as friends. We have a meal together, and we will see it when we see it. I will say that I will study with you."

"As long as you know."

Satisfied with his answer, Yun Shuqian stretched out a pair of calves calmly, sticking to him for the reason of fighting for space, and swayed slightly.

She likes to have physical contact with him, which will make her feel that her cerebral cortex is secreting some kind of pleasant pheromone.

Of course, bumping into him without any reason, she would not be able to do this kind of thing. As long as there is a reason, she will be very happy with something like pinching him.

It's just that from Song Jiamu's point of view, she seems to be a little violent.

Violence is violence. If anyone dares to say that this is called dissatisfaction, Yun Shuqian will stuff his shoes in his mouth. Don't ask why he didn't stuff the socks, because the socks are in Song Jiamu's mouth.

In short, no matter whether Yun Shuqian is willing to admit it or not, compared to other people, Song Jiamu has a special place in her heart, otherwise, no matter how good a friend of the opposite sex is, she would not be like him.

The two swayed their legs lightly, touching and touching each other, but their faces were calm, eating quietly, with a harmonious appearance.

"This is for you, it's delicious."

Song Jiamu ordered stewed beef brisket with radish, and generously gave the radish to Yun Shuqian.

Then, by the way, he took a piece of the garlic chicken wings from her plate, lest she eat too much and get fat.

Yun Shu gave him a light stare, like a cat protecting food, looking fierce.

I picked up the radish and took a bite, the taste was quite good, so I didn't pursue it with him.

"When will uncle and aunt come back?" Song Jiamu asked.

"Maybe next month. I haven't finished my work abroad yet."

Yun Shuqian had already finished eating the radish, which was quite delicious, so she took the initiative to put a piece of radish on his plate that he hadn't touched before, and then gave him back a green vegetable.

"I don't like eating vegetables..."

"Eating more vegetables won't kill you, at least it's much healthier than your Coke."

"..."

Song Jiamu put the vegetables in his mouth, "Then you cook by yourself on weekends now?"

"Are you admirable? I can cook a lot of dishes, but you can only boil water for instant noodles."

"I don't have to cook at home... Ouch! Why?"

"Hmph, when my mother comes back, I don't have to cook by myself."

"My dad usually cooks at home. You stepped on me before I finished talking. What I mean is that I can come to your house to cook. There is a project to learn how to cook in the plan. You teach me how to cook." Rice, I can make it for you."

"Oh."

Yun Shuqian agreed perfunctorily, her eyes full of doubts: "If the food you cook is edible. Isn't this intentional poisoning?"

"I'm very talented."

Song Jiamu recalled what happened when he was a child: "Do you still remember, I used to crush weeds and put them in mineral water bottles, didn't they taste good too?"

Of course Yun Shuqian remembered that she was looking for weeds with him back then. On the lawn in spring, she would pull out any tender ones, and then take the tenderest tips and crush them into a mineral water bottle, which is light green in color. , the taste is surprisingly good, like nature, it tastes green and astringent.

Looking back now, glamorized by memory, it seemed to be the best drink she had ever had.

"I must have been limped by you at the beginning, so I drank your 'weed drink'. Fortunately, I didn't have a stomachache."

Yun Shuqian picked up the bowl and took a sip of seaweed soup. It tasted like washing pot water, which was far worse than 'Weed Drink'.

"Describe me as a child." Song Jiamu said.

"what?"

"We were so good before, what was I like in your heart at that time?" Song Jiamu explained, this was very helpful for his reconciliation plan.

Yun Shuqian ate slowly and remained silent for a long time, so long that Song Jiamu thought she would not speak anymore.

"Well, very smart, very powerful, can restore the Rubik's Cube, can find details even in super-large puzzles, is very caring, and very brave."

After Yun Shuqian finished speaking, she emphasized again: "Of course, you are completely different from before."

"I'm also very brave now." Song Jiamu was not convinced.

"Please don't confuse thick skin with bravery."

"I'm still smart."

"It seems that you haven't won the first place for many years, right? You can't rank among the top three in the class."

"I can take care of people too."

"Maybe people don't like your boiled noodles."

"The Rubik's cube restoration and puzzles, I'm better than before."

Yun Shuqian nodded, "But I don't play Rubik's cube and puzzles anymore."

Song Jiamu was hit hard. So before he knew it, he was so different from himself back then?

"Then... what about me?" Yun Shuqian blinked and sat up straight in embarrassment.

"what?"

"Even if you describe me as a child."

Song Jiamu put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously.

Seeing Yun Shuqian, she felt a little shy, her eyes were evasive, and she felt uncomfortable, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and stepped on him.

"Say what you want to say, don't dawdle!"

"I said I said..."

Song Jiamu described: "Very cute, very caring, very gentle, very kind, and has a sweet voice."

After listening to him, Yun Shuqian's face showed a rare girlish shyness.

"Hee, so it looks like I'm still the same as before."

"..."

Song Jiamu didn't dare to comment.

(End of this chapter)