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Chapter 127 The annoying guy gave her flowers

The sun is shining outside and the scenery is beautiful.

The two young men and women in the room were lying on the soft big bed and did not want to move, feeling comfortable and comfortable.

"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu?"

"Um……"

"Stop sleeping. Are we going out to play just to sleep in a hotel?"

"Aren't you lying down yourself?"

"How about you lie down first..."

Yun Shuqian picked up the pillow and threw it on him. They both slept on the same bed. The beds were very close to each other. Even with her accurate head, the pillow hit Song Jiamu accurately.

It seems to have hit an incredible spot.

Song Jiamu groaned, curled up from lying on his back, turned sideways, hugged the pillow she threw over, and refused to return it to her.

Without a pillow to hug, Yun Shuqian felt uncomfortable lying down, so she had to get up and walk to his bedside to pull him.

"Get up, come on! Are you a pig? Just fall asleep on the bed!"

"How about we stay in the hotel, order takeout, and then go home after five days."

"I don't want to! Get up quickly!"

Song Jiamu is so heavy and his hands are so big. It seems that his palms are always so warm at all times.

Yun Shuqian grabbed one of his big hands with two small hands and tried hard to pull the big lazy insect, but he still didn't move at all.

On the contrary, Song Jiamu exerted a little force, and she was pulled onto the bed by him with a sound.

Yun Shuqian quickly got up and patted him with a pillow in shame.

"Don't fight, don't fight...I'm up. I'm up."

Song Jiamu had no choice but to sit up, otherwise he would really get up if he continued to make trouble with her like this.

"Why don't you pack your things first?"

"We'll clean it up when we get back in the evening. Time is precious, so let's hurry up and go out to collect the scenery."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Yun Shuqian has already prepared a strategy. Today is the first day, so naturally he will visit the West Lake first.

"We'll have a meal first, then visit the West Lake, Leifeng Pagoda, Long Bridge, and City God's Temple. Then we'll go to Hefang Street for snacks in the evening. In the evening we'll go see the musical fountain together!"

"No more coding today?"

"Collecting style is also part of the code word."

Yun Shuqian asked: "How many chapters do you have saved?"

"Chapter Twenty-Six."

"I have twenty-eight chapters!"

There was no need to panic because they had saved the manuscript. Although both of them brought computers with them when they went out, it was really boring to have to stay in a hotel and code on the first day of vacation.

Just as he was about to go out, Song Jiamu's WeChat phone rang. It was a video call from Li Yuan.

"My mom! Video call!"

"Then I'll go hide for a while, but don't let anything slip! And don't take pictures of my bed!"

When he heard the video call from his aunt, Yun Shuqian immediately panicked, as if he had done bad things with him when he was a child. He quickly climbed out of his bed and ran to the bathroom.

Seeing that she was hiding, Song Jiamu answered the phone and carefully adjusted the position of the camera to only capture his bed.

"Crooked? Mom."

"Have you arrived in Suzhou or Hangzhou? Why don't you have a phone call?"

"We just arrived at the hotel and were thinking of giving you a call. Have you had dinner with my dad?"

"While you're eating, is this the hotel you booked?"

Li Yuan ate her meal and looked at the room environment on the screen. She could only see some corners, and Song Jiamu's big face took up most of the space.

"Yes, this is my room. There is a balcony outside and you can see the West Lake."

Song Jiamu got up, adjusted the position of the camera so as not to capture the other bed, and took some pictures of the environment as if taking a quick look. Then he walked to the balcony and switched to the front camera to take pictures of the West Lake in the distance for his mother to see.

"Then the environment is not bad. What about Qianqian? Doesn't she live with you?"

"She lives in the next room. Let's not talk about mom. We are going downstairs to eat and visit the West Lake. Bye!"

"Okay then, pay attention to safety."

Song Jiamu then hung up the phone.

Looking back, Yun Shuqian looked like a little raccoon, hiding in the bathroom and looking over here.

"Finished?"

"The fight is over."

"Auntie didn't notice it, right?"

"without."

Song Jiamu said: "It's okay to find out. We don't sleep on the same bed, so what are we afraid of?"

He didn't dare to tell Yun Shuqian that his mother even secretly stuffed him the box of things last night. He probably wouldn't be too surprised even if he found out that they slept in the same room.

Where is this going?

Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief and warned: "Anyway, you can't talk nonsense! Otherwise, uncle and aunt will definitely think nonsense!"

"Why don't you call your parents?"

"It's still midnight over there. They won't return to China until tomorrow. They will have to be quarantined when they come back. We can just talk about it in the evening."

Yun Shuqian lay on the bed again. Although she slept on the bed inside, for some reason, she always felt that Song Jiamu's bed was more comfortable, but in fact the bed itself was no different.

"Song Jiamu, let's change beds. You sleep in the one inside."

"Why is this?"

"This one is comfortable for you to sleep on."

The girl felt so comfortable that she turned into a moaning monster, rolling and rubbing on the bed.

"Aren't they all the same? You can change it if you want."

Song Jiamu threw his bag on the bed inside and her bag on the bed outside. He sat by the bed and put on his shoes.

Yun Shuqian looked at his back and suddenly felt that the bed inside was more comfortable.

She climbed onto the bed inside and lay down. Song Jiamu was sitting next to her, and she felt very comfortable.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't change it. You'd better sleep in the bed outside."

"...What's wrong?"

Yun Shuqian was lying lazily. Song Jiamu had been woken up by her early, but now she stayed in bed again.

Song Jiamu put on his shoes, came over, took her hand, and easily pulled her up from the bed.

"According to your arrangement, if we walk, we probably won't be able to cover so many scenic spots in a whole day. How about we go find a bicycle after dinner?"

"OK."

"Then change your clothes. You can't ride a bicycle in this long skirt."

"Bring me my bag."

"Yun Shuqian, you are quite lazy too."

Song Jiamu brought her backpack over. Yun Shuqian held the bag, found a T-shirt and shorts, and took out the small bag she usually carried.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Go to the bathroom to change clothes, and put away the long skirt you wore.

When she wore a floral dress, she looked gentle and pleasant, but now when she wears shorts and a T-shirt, she looks youthful and beautiful.

She is still the same person, but different outfits have different effects. Song Jiamu thought of the game Miracle Nuannuan and suddenly wanted to buy her a lot of clothes and let her wear different ones for him every day instead of the ones she wore to school every day.

Set of student costumes.

Yun Shuqian also realized that her legs were very beautiful. The weather had become hot recently. Whenever she was with Song Jiamu, she would always choose shorts or short skirts. The girl's white and tender legs were very eye-catching.

Even Song Jiamu, who was so self-disciplined, would always inadvertently cast his eyes on her legs, wondering at what proportion the Creator had given her these legs, and who could have the opportunity to kiss her thighs.

superior.

Noticing his gaze, for a second, Yun Shuqian felt a strong sense of pride in her heart.

She felt like she had become the fruit at the top of the tree, growing for twenty years, blowing the breeze from the highest place, and bathing in the purest sunshine. She grew so well, and then quietly waited for him to climb up like this.

Pick her off a tall tree and kiss her.

Of course, the next second later, Yun Shuqian felt a little embarrassed, moved her legs slightly and glared at him.

Song Jiamu, a gangster but a gentleman, dared not watch it anymore.

Whether it’s a girl’s face, her hands, or her legs, there needs to be a level between a gangster and a gentleman. If it’s too much, she’s a pervert, and if she’s too much, she’s just stupid. Only the right level will make a girl feel good.

To enjoy and be proud of.

It's just that it's hard to judge this degree. Apart from your own performance, the main variable is the girl's attitude towards you. If she likes you, it doesn't matter if you look at you a few more times. If you look at less, it will make her unhappy.

I felt like I was dressing up in vain.

"Let's go~"

Yun Shuqian put the small bag diagonally across her shoulders, and the thin shoulder straps created a green arc on her chest.

It’s really not flat, Yun Shuqian swears!

Maybe it was because of Aiwujiwu, Song Jiamu also took a look at it, and found that it was indeed a bit curved. This curve looked particularly cute and pure, which was another kind of fun.

Song Jiamu didn't have anything else to bring, just a mobile phone and a small power bank in his pocket, and Yun Shuqian was all he needed.

The taste here in Suhang is similar to that in Sunan, both are lighter, so the two of them found something to eat nearby.

When it was time to check out, the two of them came to the counter together. There was another couple who was also checking out. The man was paying the bill and the woman was standing.

When you are not married, it is the boys who pay for things like eating together. After getting married, it is reversed, and it is the girls who pay.

"Hello, the total is 56 yuan." The cashier finished the calculation and looked at Song Jiamu. The couple were so young, they couldn't get married.

"Don't look at me, I have no money."

Song Jiamu stood leisurely behind Yun Shuqian, and handed all his funds to Yun Shuqian.

"Let me do it."

Yun Shuqian generously took out his mobile phone to pay.

Not to mention, helping him keep his money is quite addictive.

When he came out, Yun Shuqian deceived Song Jiamu seriously: "Song Jiamu, I'm serious."

"What really?"

"Give me all your money. I will keep it for you and return it to you when you get married. I will ensure that you can save enough to buy a house, otherwise you will always spend money randomly."

"Then what if you don't give it back to me when I get married?"

"I do what I say!"

Song Jiamu didn't believe her. If he married her in a few years, he would definitely not be able to get the money back. He might as well save it now as private money.

We found a shop and rented a tandem bicycle.

There was no difference of opinion on this choice. Song Jiamu had ulterior motives, and Yun Shuqian thought he was prudent on budget, so renting a tandem bicycle couldn't be more economical.

Riding slowly along the cycling sightseeing route, you will see blue sky and white clouds, gentle breeze, and sparkling lake surface.

Yun Shuqian looked at the back of Song Jiamu's head from behind, riding with him in a strange but beautiful city, a kind of pure joy and satisfaction rose from his heart.

During those freezing days with him, if she encountered a moment of silence, she would always run away, as if the silence was swallowing up her feelings bit by bit, and the friendship was dying bit by bit.

But it was different now. The two of them rode quietly without speaking, but they felt that their feelings for each other were getting closer and closer.

The car shook for a moment and she came back to her senses. It turned out that it was Song Jiamu who picked a flower casually on the roadside.

He didn't look back, he just stretched his arm back, and the little pink flower appeared in front of her eyes.

"Here, give it to you."

"What kind of flower..."

"If you catch a flower, you'll be fined ten dollars."

She reached out and took it, holding the little flower with her tender fingers. She brought it to her nose and smelled it.

When Song Jiamu gave her flowers just now, the first thing that crossed her mind was, 'I'm picking flowers again, and I'll be fined ten yuan if I'm caught.'

, and then she felt very happy; at the third moment, she smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, and she became even happier.

A woman's mind is indeed full of twists and turns.

Yun Shuqian looked at his back and curled up his lips to smile secretly.

What attracted her most was not the scenery of West Lake, but the feeling of being with Song Jiamu. The reason why she chose to come to Suhang was not because of Suhang. In fact, she could go anywhere, she just wanted to stay alone with him for five days.

, even if you stay out late, you don’t have to go home on time; even if you are very close to him, you don’t have to worry about meeting familiar people, and you can go wild in a strange city to your heart’s content.

Yun Shuqian closed her eyes, she could feel the wind blowing on her cheeks, she could feel the car slowly moving forward, the sunlight shining through her eyelids was a warm orange-red color, it felt a bit psychedelic, as if she was in a dream, she and him

Getting closer again, becoming as close as before little by little.

But she was also worried that this was really a dream, and that it would be shattered like a mirror.

She quickly opened her eyes, and there was another small flower in front of her, this time it was white. He held his hand back for who knows how long, as if he was specifically telling her that this was not a dream.

"Where did you pick this?"

"That piece in the back, you must have fallen asleep, right?"

"I'm meditating."

Yun Shuqian took the small white flower, brought it to her nose and smelled it. It looked unattractive but had a much stronger fragrance than the pink flower just now.

The annoying ghost gave her flowers~ The annoying ghost gave her two flowers~~

She took out her mobile phone, took a photo happily, and put the flowers in her bag. If her age hadn't allowed her, she would have pinned the flowers in her hair like she did when she was a child.

The two parked their bicycles, bought tickets and got on a two-person boat.

It was Song Jiamu who suggested taking the boat. He could tell that Yun Shuqian wanted to have fun, but she also thought it was too expensive. As the president in charge of financial power, she didn't want to spend money randomly. But after Song Jiamu took the initiative, she also

I agreed.

Putting on his life jacket, Song Jiamu got on the boat first. The boat was not big and rickety.

Yun Shuqian was a landlubber, he was afraid and wanted to play, so he stood by and didn't dare to go up.

"Give me your hand."

"Then, you have to tighten it."

"In the worst case, let's get out together."

"Stop scaring people!"

"Come on, time is money, one hundred dollars an hour!"

"You really won't fall into the water..."

"If you linger any longer, I'll carry you down."

"ah……"

Song Jiamu held her hands, and she got on the boat. The boat rocked, and she was startled and laughed. Fortunately, Song Jiamu held her tightly so that she would not be afraid.

Let her sit down first, and Song Jiamu sits on the other side.

She raised her foot to step on the boat and found that her shoelace had fallen off.

Before she could bend down to tie her shoelaces, Song Jiamu actually held her ankle. He didn't mind that her shoes were dirty, so he put them on his knees and tied her shoelaces for her.

The boat rocked and rippled.

"It's my first time to tie a girl's shoelaces," he said.

"Why are you telling me this..."

Yun Shuqian's face was a little red, looking at his intimate and ambiguous movements.

In such a strange city, not only was he a little presumptuous, but she also felt that she was a little presumptuous. She didn't even think of stopping him. She even felt like being held in his arms when she first got on the boat.

"Don't you feel honored? You are the first girl who helps me tie my shoes, and you are also the first girl who comes to play with me so far away."

"It's just such a small amount of honor." She pinched out a little bit of her little finger and showed it to him.

"Yun Shuqian, I'm honored."

Song Jiamu showed a satisfied smile and said: "I have already taken your first time to have your shoes tied by a boy, so no one can take it away from you again."

"Hmph, boring..."

Yun Shuqian retracted his legs. He tied the shoelaces quickly and well. The two threads were of the same length, which made him look very comfortable.

The first time 'having my shoes tied by a boy', the first time 'kissing a boy', the first time 'sleeping in the same bed with a boy', the first time 'riding a tandem bicycle with a boy', the first time



After Song Jiamu reminded her, she suddenly realized that so many of her firsts had been taken away by him!

Then his first time was also taken by me.

Thinking of this, the girl felt happy.

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