Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 82 Reserved and Bold (Subscribe)

[We have arrived at the Cultural Square Station, please get off at the back door]

The bus stopped and the back door opened.

Maybe the driver didn't notice that there was a small puddle of water on the side of the road, and the dexterous man jumped over it with ease, while the gentle and reserved woman walked carefully close to the dry place next to it.

Song Jiamu jumped over easily, and Yun Shuqian was behind him, seeming to hesitate a little.

But seeing him stretch out his hand, Yun Shuqian stepped over without hesitation.

Song Jiamu caught her, and praised: "I thought you wouldn't dare to dance because you were wearing a skirt. It seems that you are still very brave."

"..."

Yun Shuqian's face darkened, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether he was a compliment or a negative one.

The little hand pulled out from his palm and patted him.

If oh, if Song Jiamu was dumb, she might really like him.

When she saw him stretch out his hand just now, she was so touched that she jumped over without hesitation.

Song Jiamu took out the chewing gum wrapper he had just peeled off from his pocket, and spit out the tasteless gum in his mouth.

Yun Shuqian also wanted to spit it out, so she patted him and motioned to give her a piece of paper.

Song Jiamu stretched out his palm in front of her.

Yun Shu was stunned for a moment, when he just got out of the car, the feeling of him reaching out to her came to his mind again, so he opened his small mouth very ladylikely, and spit out the tasteless gum in his palm.

Song Jiamu didn't care, and wrapped them together naturally, throwing them away in the trash can on the side of the road.

Well, I have to say, this annoying ghost is quite a gentleman at this moment.

Maybe in the past, when she got off the car, he might not have reached out to pick her up, so it seems that he still has a little bit of her as a girl.

The two walked side by side, looking like a couple.

The weather was fine, and there were many people flying kites in the square. Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone to take pictures and record them.

The two of them are well aware of each other's vests. From this point of view, it is also a kind of dissatisfaction to reunite here today?
When passing by a pool, the group of white and fat pigeons that were fed by passers-by flew up with a clatter, and the wind with their wings fluttered the girl's hair. She stretched out her palm in the air with a look of amazement Song Jiamu captured this scene and thought it was beautiful.

"Come on, watch out for the pigeons to shit on your head!"

"Don't spoil the mood!"

Song Jiamu started to trot, and Yun Shuqian trotted to keep up with him holding the little bag. She was also afraid that the pigeon would shit on her head. Be laughed at by this guy all my life.

"Then we are going directly to the haunted house now?"

"Yes! The sun is so fierce, even ghosts and ghosts dare not come out."

"If it's for bravery, why don't we go to a movie first and then go to the haunted house at night?" Song Jiamu said maliciously.

"...The plan cannot be changed temporarily, your suggestion was rejected by one vote."

"..."

It wasn't until he met Yun Shuqian that Song Jiamu knew that reasoning with women would not work, because they were the reason. He was sure that if she didn't want to go to the haunted house, then she would say, "The plan has changed temporarily, and the organization has decided." go play bumper cars'

One day, he will seek power and usurp the throne. At that time, he will hold a pool party, and girls must wear three-point swimsuits!
"Yun Shuqian, if I want to be the president, what conditions do I need?" Song Jiamu asked modestly.

"I'm still here, don't you think it's arrogant for you to ask this question in front of me?" Yun Shuqian glared at him.

"I'll just ask, you have to be a little self-motivated."

"It's a good thing to be self-motivated. Although your ambition is clear, I also agree with the principle that those who are capable will be superior."

While walking, Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said, "If you want to become the president, there are two ways. The first is to get more than [-]% of the members' votes, and the second is to have twice as many subscriptions as mine. If it's one, then I will abdicate to Xian."

Damn it, everyone, don't forget, this woman has the evil veto power in her hands!

Then the only remaining path is the second one. Now that the old works of both of them have been completed, the new works will become his biggest bargaining chip in the competition for the president's throne!
"Sure?"

"Of course, I'm right."

"Very well, I recorded it."

Song Jiamu showed his mobile phone, and said the word "one and one", and if she didn't record it, she would regret it and he wouldn't have to cry.

"Quickly delete...!"

"I won't delete it."

Yun Shuqian came to snatch his mobile phone, but Song Jiamu refused to let her snatch it. The two of them walked through the cultural square and came to the playground beside them.

During the Ching Ming holiday, the business of the haunted house is quite good. It has once again verified that human beings have cheap attributes, just like a rhinoceros will avoid the edge when it encounters an elephant. If a person becomes a rhinoceros, he guesses the first thing Just run to wrestle with the elephant and talk about it.

"It doesn't look scary at all! It's the scariest place in southern Jiangsu!"

Yun Shuqian looked very confident. After all, the sun was shining and there were many tourists queuing up in front of the haunted house, which was very popular.

"Hey, what do you think will be inside? Zombies? Vampires? Sadako? Are they all disguised by humans, haha...Song Jiamu?"

Yun Shuqian said to himself, then turned around to see that Song Jiamu was gone.

She panicked suddenly, and then someone patted her shoulder, which made her tremble.

"I~~I am~~Li~~ghost~~ah! Don't hit me..."

Song Jiamu hid behind her, raised his eyes and lolled his tongue, looking like a fool, and didn't know whether Yun Shuqian was frightened or angry by him, so he raised his little hand and patted him angrily.

"It's still a ghost, I believe in perverts!"

"scared?"

"Who will be frightened by your little trick, go to the queue soon."

Yun Shuqian couldn't wait to pull him to the back of the crowd.

With the lesson she learned just now, she won't let Song Jiamu out of her sight again.

Although she hasn't entered the haunted house yet, if he is gone, the girl's courage will immediately drop to a negative number. When he is around, Yun Shuqian feels that she is very courageous and is not afraid of anything.

The appearance of the haunted house is a villa, and the theme is also the supernatural events in the villa.

After buying the tickets, after confirming that there was no heart attack, the staff took them in.

Walking into a small room, there is no light at all here, and the lights are very dim, and a documentary is playing on the screen.

"Watch the movie first, and when it's time for you, there will be staff to arrange it."

After the door closed, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian watched ghost movies together in this small room.

At the beginning, Yun Shuqian was chatting and laughing, but Song Jiamu watched the movie quietly with a serious face. She was infected by him, and gradually became a little scared.

"You, don't keep looking, just talk to me."

"If you bought a ticket, you won't suffer if you don't watch it. Are you afraid?"

"Who is afraid..."

Yun Shuqian didn't dare to watch the documentary, but the sound of the stereo still reached her ears, and occasionally she heard some screams, and she trembled in fright.

But I was still curious about what part of the film was put in now, so I secretly glanced at it from the corner of my eye.

On the screen, a bloody scary woman rushed over with a bang.

"what!"

Yun Shuqian was startled, immediately closed her eyes, and secretly grabbed Song Jiamu's clothes.

Song Jiamu: "..."

Well, I knew this guy was timid, so Song Jiamu didn't scare her anymore, and suggested: "Forget it, now you can get half of the ticket back."

"I have a strong heart, and I am not surprised by favor or humiliation. I watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. I have no intention of staying or leaving, and I look at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky. Be calm, and the Mount Tai collapses in front of me, and my face does not change." Yun Shuqian said.

Definitely get through this!
The door opened again, and Yun Shuqian was taken aback again. Seeing that it was a staff member, she was relieved.

It is estimated that she is the only tourist who can enter the state so quickly without watching the documentary. After all, other timid people will not come in.

"You guys are together, right?"

"Correct."

"The villa has a power outage, and we are repairing it. It is recommended to hold hands so as not to get separated."

Good guy, you are a haunted house man, right? When you see a couple, let them hold hands?

"power cut?"

"Yes, the staff have come out, it will be repaired soon, it will not hinder the progress of the game, please come in."

This must be an excuse, Song Jiamu nodded.

Yun Shuqian could also guess that it was an excuse, but it was quite scary...

Just when I was about to say, 'then let's go in after you fix it'.

Song Jiamu took her hand.

The warm and generous warmth of his palm spread from her wrist and flowed all over her body.

Yun Shuqian looked up at him and saw that his face was calm, so the fear in his heart dispelled a lot.

As the door closed behind him, the light disappeared immediately. It must have been a power outage, and the whole villa was pitch black.

Yun Shuqian became nervous again, feeling that the surroundings were chilly, and her hearing was turned up to the maximum, and she always felt the sound of many, many cockroaches and spiders crawling.

"Flashlight, turn on the flashlight..." she urged.

Song Jiamu turned on the flashlight given by the staff.

For the poor quality batch, there is only a beam of orange light, but it is just enough to illuminate the way in.

Yun Shuqian was next to him tightly, and the two moved forward slowly.

After walking through this section of the road, there is some light ahead, which is the oil lamp in the villa, but I still can't see the surrounding scene clearly.

When he walked past a table in the hall, Song Jiamu stopped, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Yun Shuqian didn't know why, and urged him to leave quickly.

"...something is pulling me."

"Don't talk nonsense... don't you have a flashlight?"

Song Jiamu shone the light of the flashlight on his feet, and a pair of wriggling hands with horrible wounds stretched out from under the table were grabbing his trouser legs and crawling out bit by bit.

"what!"

The girl immediately got goosebumps all over her body, as if she was surrounded by cockroaches, she screamed, did a break dance, and then threw herself into Song Jiamu's arms, like a koala, in front of him, His slender legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his head got into his coat, as if trying to get him out of a hole, his forehead pressed against his chest and kept pushing forward...

Song Jiamu: "..."

Anyway, you should be a little more reserved, and you just threw yourself into my arms at the beginning?

In such an environment, Song Jiamu didn't even bother to appreciate the feeling of a girl pounced on his arms like a koala. He broke away from the ghost's hand, picked up Yun Shuqian and lifted it up, Walked quickly.

……

Yun Shuqian's heart was beating so fast that she could not see clearly, she buried her head completely on his shoulder like an ostrich.

The hair was also scattered along his collar, silky and smooth.

With him in his arms, she doesn't have to walk by herself.

She just felt that he sometimes walked fast, sometimes ran, sometimes turned back, and sometimes tensed up, and she could also clearly hear his breathing in her ears, and the hot breath was blowing to her side face one after another.

Yun Shuqian seemed to have found the secret to passing through the haunted house. She stopped listening to the strange sounds around her. She leaned on him, closed her eyes timidly, concentrated all her attention on feeling Song Jiamu's heartbeat, and counted The frequency of his heartbeat, once, twice, three times...

There was a hot smell in his arms, being held by him, she couldn't feel the coldness in the haunted house, nor could she smell the strange and disgusting stench in the haunted house.

She put her hands in from the inside of his denim jacket, came around behind his back, hugged him tightly, and buried her head deeper in his body.

Surrounded by a huge sense of security, she suddenly felt that it made sense for Song Jiamu to be so tall.

Koala hugs too!
……

Until the light penetrated through the eyelids, the eyes were full of orange-red warmth, and the darkness and coldness in the haunted house just now seemed to be his own hallucination, and Yun Shuqian heard the noisy voices outside again.

And Song Jiamu's slightly rapid breathing and heartbeat.

She didn't get off of him either, her eyes were still closed, but she heard the sound of his swallowing.

Then he felt that the temperature of his palm holding her thigh became higher, the palm seemed to be a little sticky and sweaty, and the part of her thigh skin that was in contact with his palm also began to feel hot and numb...

Wearing a short skirt seems like a mistake.

From an outsider's perspective, Song Jiamu's hands seemed to have reached under her skirt, and it was true, the skin on the girl's thighs was amazingly smooth.

It was only now that Song Jiamu was in the mood to start feeling it.

She is so small that it doesn't take much effort to hold her, much easier than lifting the flowerpot that day, and you can smell the fragrance of her hair when you breathe.

"Out, out?"

"Out."

The girl in her arms became shy, and it was fine if she didn't twist, but when she twisted, Song Jiamu's face turned red, and the blood rushed into his head, and if it continued like this, it would really come out.

Quickly let go of the palm supporting her thigh, and Yun Shuqian also jumped down numbly.

As if nothing happened, she pretended to pat the smell of the haunted house on her body.

Under the girl's pleated skirt, on the back of her white and greasy thighs, there were obvious red marks from two palms. Of course, she didn't turn her head to look and couldn't see it. She just felt a little numb.

His hair was also a little messy, his forehead was flushed from rubbing against him, his cheeks were also red, and his whole body was hot, except for a pair of big eyes that were a little triumphant after breaking through the haunted house.

Looking back, Song Jiamu sat down on the ground, his legs were still bent, his arms were wrapped around his knees, and he was panting slightly.

"Haunted house, that's all!" Yun Shuqian felt that she was doing it again.

"...?"

Song Jiamu was speechless, the arm pulling his trouser leg was just the beginning, the rest of the journey was really scary, he even saw a disemboweled 'corpse', the ghost's light and shadow effects and bloody scenes were very realistic.

And this guy hid in his arms the whole time and closed his eyes tightly, so he had the nerve to say it.

"Be careful not to sleep by yourself at night."

"I, I'm not afraid."

Yun Shuqian snorted, for her, the most frightening part of this adventure was probably watching the documentary.

"Song Jiamu, are you so frightened that your legs are weak, and you can't get up yet."

"I'm slow, you are too heavy, my legs are weak from exhaustion, I am not as timid as you."

"I don't think you are too old."

Yun Shuqian said: "I heard your heart beating very fast, you must be frightened."

"Yes, yes, the president is the most courageous, and you are right."

Song Jiamu was convinced.

A timid girl wouldn't just throw herself into his arms and hug the koala like she did.

(End of this chapter)