Chapter 111 You have to find a way to kiss and hug yourself
On the TV screen, a group of cute dinosaurs continue their stories.
On the sofa, the girl hugged the pillow tightly in her arms, and the boy's arms naturally wrapped around her shoulders. In his breath, she watched the movie quietly, as if someone had used a body-fixing technique.
,like a statue.
I can't really get into the movie, whether it's Song Jiamu or Yun Shuqian.
But both of them tacitly pretended to be watching a movie, fearing that the other would notice that they were actually not calm at all.
Yun Shuqian wanted to find something to talk about, such as the plot of a movie, or a book, but every time she tried to open her mouth, her heartbeat would speed up and a blush would appear on her face, making her feel that no matter what she said,
, it must be soft and has no ordinary deterrence at all, and maybe he will mistakenly think that she is acting coquettishly.
She didn't speak, and Song Jiamu didn't speak either. It was rare for him to find a balance point. He was afraid that if he spoke, he would break this balance.
After a long time, his arms began to feel sore, because Yun Shuqian was a girl after all, and he could not put the weight of his arms completely on her shoulders, otherwise she would be uncomfortable, so he thoughtfully used a little strength to lift her,
Let your skin touch her, but not press her.
If only she could lean into his arms, neither of them would have to work so hard.
The movie ended and the two of them were still motionless.
It wasn't until the scene stopped moving that both parties came to their senses.
From the beginning of hugging to the end, it took almost an hour. They watched the movie, but they didn't seem to watch it. But obviously they both felt that this hour was not wasted. Some kind of soft emotions dominated their respective moods, so they forgot to watch the movie.
This is the case.
"I'm going to clear the dishes."
Yun Shuqian said this.
He still doesn't let go.
Yun Shuqian raised her left hand and took away the palm he placed on her right shoulder. When she touched his fingers, her pretty face, which had already cooled down, began to heat up again.
"Let me do it. You cook and I wash the dishes."
Song Jiamu finally retracted his arm.
Some of the rice grains stuck in the bowl began to harden over time.
He took all the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, took out the food waste, and started washing the dishes.
Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief. She felt her shoulders were sore and numb. She picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice. She was very thirsty, so she drank a few more sips.
Her small mouth bulged, and her thin face had a translucent texture. She turned her head and looked at Song Jiamu in the kitchen. Song Jiamu happened to look back at her. She hurriedly avoided looking, holding the orange juice in her mouth.
I drank it, but choked again, spit it out, and coughed terribly.
Oh, it's all his fault! It's all his fault!
Yun Shuqian wiped his mouth and clothes in embarrassment, and pulled some paper towels to wipe the orange juice on the coffee table.
I ran to the bathroom and washed my face, and finally got over the weird feeling just now.
Song Jiamu washes the dishes slowly, but very cleanly. The way he washes the dishes is also different from Yun Shuqian. Yun Shuqian is used to washing the dishes together in a basin, while Song Jiamu is used to squeezing the dishwashing cotton on the dishwasher.
Fine, wash one by one.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her standing at the door of the kitchen, and Song Jiamu looked back.
Yun Shuqian suddenly didn't know how to position his hands better. It felt like you started to care about how long it took to blink, and then forgot how to blink.
So she struck a domineering pose and folded her arms across her chest, so that she would not look like a little girl, but a royal sister.
"How is your dishwashing going?" Sister Yun Shuqian said in a leadership voice.
"...It's almost done." Song Jiamu made a cooperative sound like an oppressed employee.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Jiamu turned around and asked, "How do you feel?"
"The movie is very good. Go forward bravely and protect the important people."
"I said we were hooking up just now."
"..."
Yun Shuqian changed the position of her arms across her chest. She put her hands behind her buttocks and stopped looking at him. She leaned against the wall and said in a bored tone, "I don't feel anything."
"That means our relationship has now reached the point where we can hook up and have no feelings at all!"
"That's not the case!"
"But don't you feel nothing?"
Yun Shuqian did not continue to talk to him about feelings, and she would not tell him if she had feelings.
Just like last time, she stretched out her palm and pinched the second section of her ring finger: "We are probably this close now."
Song Jiamu counted the numbers and said speechlessly: "Only one-seventh?"
"Hmm~" She nodded cutely.
"I doubt your standards of judgment."
Song Jiamu said: "As the name suggests, the best in the world means that there is no one better than the other person, so you should compare me with the person you think is your best friend at the moment, so that you can judge the progress of our relationship."
"specific?"
"For example, when you feel bored, do you think of me first?"
"……Won't!"
"Then you found something delicious and fun that you want to share with me the most?"
"……No!"
"Then when others say bad things about me, will you stand firmly on my side?"
"...I will speak ill of you along with others!"
Song Jiamu was convinced.
For a moment, he really wanted to press her against the wall and kiss her to see how hard her mouth was.
In short, Yun Shuqian disagreed with his statement. She said: "This is not accurate. We should compare it with what we have done before. I think this is more accurate."
"How specific?" Song Jiamu was curious.
"For example, you can eat a stick of ice cream together, take a nap together, kiss and hug each other, tell each other your little secrets, if the other person is very close to someone, they will be jealous, and you can be happy together when you are happy, and you can be happy together when you are sad.
Sometimes we are sad together, that’s probably it.”
Song Jiamu's eyes lit up and he quickly said: "It's okay now! I don't mind your saliva. How about I go buy some ice cream and come back and let's try it together?"
"No, I mean it's natural for both parties! These things happen naturally when the relationship reaches its peak!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay."
Song Jiamu added: "But I think one thing is very important."
"What?"
"Do you think two people are better, is it a matter of one person or two people?" Song Jiamu asked her back.
"If one slap can't make a difference, of course it's a matter between two people." Yun Shuqian said honestly.
"now it's right."
Song Jiamu put the washed dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, "I can't just rely on my own efforts to be nice to you. You also have to think about being nice to me. Spend more time thinking about it.
How can you eat a piece of ice cream with me, take a nap with me, kiss and hug me, and even make me jealous? These are the standards set by you. If you don't work hard, then what will happen to us?
Can you never go back to being the best in the world?"
"I... I'll figure it out myself??"
Yun Shuqian was suddenly speechless. It felt like he was secretly changing some concept. Did he just say 'okay' or 'reconciliation'?
And...he actually asked her to find a way to eat a stick of ice cream with him, take a nap together, and kiss and hug him together?!
Did you hear that right?!
I always feel like something is wrong...
It's obviously not like this? The girl was suddenly confused.
"We're trying to figure it out together. Don't you want to follow me?" Song Jiamu suddenly asked seriously.
"I didn't." Yun Shuqian denied.
Feeling that he seemed to be at a disadvantage in the conversation, Yun Shuqian crossed his arms again to increase his momentum, but his crimson cheeks seemed particularly inconsistent with the posture of his arms folded across his chest.
"But I always feel like you have some scruples." Song Jiamu continued.
"What scruples..."
"For example, I can hug you without any pressure, but you can't hug me like this, even when it's just the two of us."
"Do you think I dare not hug you?" Yun Shuqian suddenly became angry.
Isn't this the same as saying that she has a guilty conscience? She is not guilty. Since he can hug her freely, she can also hug him freely.
"Then you can hug me."
Song Jiamu turned around and faced her with open arms.
Yun Shuqian was stunned, and then he felt like he had taken the bait.
"You, turn around."
"alright."
Song Jiamu turned his back to her.
I can't see her, but I can feel her approaching.
A pair of soft hands gently placed on his waist. At first, they just pinched it with two fingers, as if to pinch him. Then they moved their hands forward and hugged his waist. Ten tender fingers
Her fingers clasped tightly and pressed against his strong belly.
She was exerting force, and then Song Jiamu felt a warm body pressing against his back.
His heart was beating wildly.
Perhaps because he was too focused, Song Jiamu felt that this moment had slowed down many times, but in fact it only lasted two or three seconds. The reserved girl hugged him from behind, and then immediately pulled away.
This was not an electric car ride, nor was it a haunted house. It was in a quiet home, yes, it was her home. She hugged him inexplicably like this.
She knew this guy was doing it on purpose, but she still took the bait!
Now that he came back to his senses, Yun Shuqian felt that he was going to cry because of his stupidity!
You should just ignore him and let him stand there stupidly without anyone to hold him.
But he also felt that if she didn't hug him, he would be very sad, and then he would stop being with her, wouldn't send her home after school, and wouldn't bring her breakfast every morning...
When Song Jiamu turned around, Yun Shuqian had already retreated to the kitchen door and stood there.
Her face was flushed, her fingers were picking at the corners of her clothes, and she didn't look at him. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
"How is it? Do you feel..."
"I want to eat wontons and glutinous rice balls tomorrow morning, from Piaoxiangxuan."
"Um?"
"I want to eat wontons and glutinous rice balls tomorrow morning, from Piaoxiangxuan's!"
"...Don't be so loud."
Song Jiamu picked up his schoolbag, and Yun Shuqian lay on the cat's eye to make sure his uncle and aunt were not at the door, and quickly opened the door to let him go home.
After closing the door, the house became quiet again.
It’s over, what did you do with him tonight? The two families are so familiar, and now they are doing this behind the elder’s back...
She still needs to find a way to be nice to him on her own?!
The girl purred like a puppy and threw herself on the bed unable to get up.