"Jiamu, let's have dinner together tonight to celebrate?"
"It's getting late, I have to go back, you guys can eat, count me as part of AA."
"As long as you say this!"
Song Jiamu went to get his bag behind the basketball hoop. He didn't change his shorts. He took off his jersey, revealing his strong upper body.
The effect of this month's exercise is very good. There is no trace of fat on his abdomen. Even if he does not exert any force, there are still faint traces of angular abdominal muscles. The biceps and triceps are also very beautiful, with a streamlined aesthetic.
Even Adzuki Doudou...can't exercise this, but her two chest muscles have been exercised beautifully and strongly, so Adzuki Doudou also looks very good.
After rolling off the jersey, he opened his schoolbag, took out a towel and wiped the sweat off his body. Then he put the wet jersey into a plastic bag, stuffed it back into his schoolbag, and put on the T-shirt he wore during the day.
He raised his arm and smelled himself. Although he was sweating a lot, there was no smell. Unless he covered himself up and didn't take a shower all night, there would definitely be a smell tomorrow.
His hair was also a little messy, and he casually pushed it back with the palm of his hand, revealing his smooth forehead.
He is really handsome, the type that looks good with his forehead exposed, even with a bald head.
One summer vacation before, he shaved his head because he didn't know who told him that the hair that grows after shaving his head is of better quality.
The embarrassing period between being bald and growing his hair back was also the time when he was at his ugliest. Every time Yun Shuqian met him, he would always laugh at him, saying he looked like a flower monk who had broken his precepts, evil and naughty.
Song Jiamu also has a pair of glasses. He is not short-sighted, his glasses are flat glasses. When he wants to show off, he wears glasses, and he immediately becomes polite.
Putting the backpack on one shoulder, Song Jiamu stood up to check if there was anything missing.
Look at the time, it's already half past five in the afternoon.
The people at the stadium who had just watched the game dispersed, and Yun Shuqian also left.
There were two girls from the next class walking towards him, looking a little coy, maybe asking for WeChat messages. Song Jiamu ignored them, took long steps, and quickly walked away.
Without sending a message to Yun Shuqian, he came to the place where the electric car was parked.
Sure enough, I saw her.
In the beginning, the two of them would go home together only when they bumped into each other. Later, they gradually came to a tacit understanding and waited for each other to go home together. After getting electric cars, they went home together every day.
Naturally, the reserved girl would not wait for him to leave in front of so many classmates. After the game, she came to the electric car first.
There are piles of electric vehicles and bicycles here, and the car for two people is inside.
Before Song Jiamu came, she moved the bicycles around the electric car.
Yun Shuqian was small and not very strong. She turned the bag she was carrying behind her and moved the blocked bicycles away. She also had to be careful not to damage other people's cars. She worked hard.
After waiting for a long time, the space was finally cleared.
When Song Jiamu walked here, he saw her moving the bicycle.
She hadn't seen him yet. After moving, she had her hands on her hips and looked exhausted.
Seemingly feeling something, she turned around and saw Song Jiamu approaching. She put her hands on her hips again and put them behind her buttocks, and pretended to kick a pebble with her white shoes.
"You are quite strong."
"of course."
Yun Shuqian snorted. Since he saw it, she would not refute her initiative to help move the car.
Otherwise, she would definitely say, 'This is what happened when I arrived. Your car must be too arrogant and others won't let their cars next to you. It's not because I regard your car as mine and I can't wait to follow you.
go home together'
Song Jiamu walked over, and Yun Shuqian stepped aside. He unlocked the car, inserted the car key, and slowly exited the car.
The road cleared by the girl was very wide, and he poured out smoothly.
"I saw they were talking about a dinner party in the group, why don't you go?" Yun Shuqian asked.
"Then if I go, won't you wait here until dark?"
"I'm not stupid, I'll just wait for you for three minutes at most."
"boarding."
Song Jiamu turned the car around, put his feet on the ground, and turned his backpack to his chest.
Yun Shuqian held his shoulders and sat in the back seat of the car smoothly.
"You sweat so much, it stinks so much."
"No way, I don't even smell it."
Song Jiamu thought for a moment and said, "How about you drive tonight?"
"Should I open it?" Yun Shuqian blinked.
"Want to give it a try?"
"OK!"
Song Jiamu got out of the car and held the car, waiting for her to move from the back to the front seat. Yun Shuqian held the front of the car, with her feet on the ground and her toes slightly cushioned, with an excited look on her face.
"Get in the car. My driving skills are definitely better than yours. I passed the driving license test in one go."
"Don't mention taking the driver's license test. It's just a blind cat and a dead mouse. Have you ever driven a car after getting the license?"
"Of course."
Yun Shuqian would not tell him that the first time she drove on the road, her father who was sitting in the passenger seat was very worried.
She has never driven an electric car, but it is not much different from a bicycle, and novices can get started quickly.
"You try it first."
Song Jiamu didn't hurry up, "Just drive here slowly and get used to it. The accelerator is here, the brake is here. Generally, just use the rear brake. Don't use the front brake when moving forward, otherwise you will nod suddenly.
…”
"Look down on me."
Yun Shuqian gently turned the accelerator, and the car started to drive slowly. She was indeed not very skilled and seemed a bit shaky.
But she was quite excited and felt it was fun. After two laps here, she felt she could do it.
"Put your helmet on."
"Okay, come up."
"Then drive slowly."
"I'm very stable."
Seeing the scared look on Song Jiamu's face, Yun Shuqian was very satisfied.
She imitated him, put her feet on the ground, held the car steady, and waited for him to get in.
Song Jiamu was tall and had long legs, so he didn't need to hold her shoulders when getting into the car. He lifted her legs and sat in the back.
The electric car is obviously a bit depressed, but it is still very stable.
Yun Shuqian said proudly: "That's all. Although you are very heavy, I still hold you very steadily."
Song Jiamu then lifted his legs, which were also supported on the ground.
Yun Shuqian immediately felt that the car had become very heavy!
"Is it okay?"
"……no problem!"
So Song Jiamu stretched out his generous palms and hugged her waist.
The girl's waist was surprisingly thin. Song Jiamu immediately understood the meaning of the idiom "Yingying". It was very thin, soft and comfortable. He could feel her petiteness. If he moved his palm to her lower abdomen, he could stretch it all over.
A piece of ground covered her lower abdomen.
Yun Shuqian forgot about this. The moment he put his arm around her waist, her whole body stiffened, and her waist straightened instantly. She felt the heat of his palm, and a numbing feeling rippled out.
No, no, no! It’s completely impossible to ride a bike like this!
She subconsciously started to twist and the car started to shake.
Fortunately, it hadn't started yet, and Song Jiamu immediately put his feet on the ground to steady the car's shaking.
Yun Shuqian's face turned red, she raised her hands and patted the hands still holding her waist.
"Let go, let go! It's tickling!"
"Then it would be dangerous if I don't hold it."
Song Jiamu seemed to have caught her weak spot, but he refused to let go. Instead, he hugged her tighter and secretly tickled her itchy flesh with his fingers.
Yun Shuqian was shy and smiling. She couldn't break his hand off, nor let him go when she hit him. But she was still sitting in the car, unable to move her lower body, twisted like a little loach.
After teasing her for a while, Song Jiamu finally let go.
Yun Shuqian ran down quickly, raised her little hands to hit him, pinched him, her little face was so red that it looked like water dripping from her face.
"Don't hit, don't hit...it hurts! Just look at me and say it's hard to control. You can't stand it if I hug you, and you're talking about me..."
"You tickle me!"
"I didn't move my hand. You scratched yourself when you twisted it."
"Wrong sense!"
After a while, the embarrassed girl finished venting her anger, and Song Jiamu opened the visor of her helmet. Fortunately, she still had a helmet, which she had just hit so hard that it made a clanging sound.
"Then why don't you drive?"
"It won't open."
Knowing that this annoying guy did it on purpose, Yun Shuqian didn't dare to drive anymore. Even though he was an experienced driver, when he was holding him, he probably didn't even bother to look at the traffic lights.
Song Jiamu sat in the driver's seat, leaving the back seat available.
"Get in the car."
"If you touch a girl's waist casually like this, you will be sent to the police sooner or later."
Yun Shuqian said, sitting on the back seat, holding his waist with both hands, grinning mischievously, and tickling him in retaliation with her fingers.
Song Jiamu was ticklish and couldn't stand being tickled by her, so he grabbed her rebellious little hand.
Yun Shuqian was startled, but his two small hands were firmly grasped by him. He still pulled her forward, and she couldn't help but cling to his back.
Why was she like this just now, but with two different effects?! She suffered both the positive and negative consequences?!
"Let go quickly..."
"Then don't scratch me. It's very dangerous to drive like this."
"Stop scratching, stop scratching, let go...!"
Song Jiamu then let go of her, and she squeezed his waist. Her breathing and heartbeat were quick, but she didn't dare to make trouble like before.
The electric car made a low sound and slowly accelerated forward. The wind blew away the heat on the girl's cheeks. She held his waist again, and this time she didn't move.
"The clouds are sparse and shallow."
"what."
"Why did you see me playing ball today?"
"Watch your words, I went to watch our class match."
"Is my dunk cool?"
"Didn't see it."
"Who believes it?"
Song Jiamu rode steadily, and the wind brought his scent. The two chatted every now and then, walking through the bustle of the city, holding his waist, without having to worry about being surrounded by sudden loneliness.
"Go to the market." Yun Shuqian said when they were almost home.
Song Jiamu turned a corner and drove towards the market.
"What food do you want to buy?"
"Toon."
"This is really not directed at the editor, is it?"
"If I don't recommend toon, then eat toon. Have you ever eaten toon scrambled eggs?"
"No, is it delicious?"
"What I cook must be delicious."
"Then I will send a message to my dad later, saying that I am eating at school, and then I will secretly go to your house to have dinner with you."
"..."
Just like riding an electric bike home together, eating with someone is also an addictive thing.
Recently, whenever she has free time, Song Jiamu will tell her parents that she ate at school, and then she and she will cook secretly.
Yun Shuqian always felt that this was strange, but he couldn't refuse.
"What are you going to do that weekend?"
Yun Shuqian asked him: "Now both of our new books have been signed and will be released on Monday. I think it's better to save more manuscripts. You should be at home this weekend, right?"
"Yes, since I have nothing else to do, I plan to go to your house to code with you."
"Um."
Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian was in a good mood. Of course, this was not because she could see him all the time, but just because...
She didn't know why until she got home after buying groceries.