"I didn't mean it. You just said the wrong thing yourself."
"What words..."
"Auntie didn't even ask me if I lived with you, so you just said, 'He's not with me.'"
"Woo."
The girl whimpered like a puppy and threw herself on the bed in frustration, unable to get up.
Song Jiamu was still sitting on the edge of the bed, so she kicked his buttocks with her feet.
"Why don't you open it? I'm going to bed!"
It is very superficial to fall asleep when encountering difficulties.
"Your hair isn't dry yet."
"..."
Yun Shuqian had no choice but to get up again, sitting on the bed like a duck, holding a pillow in his arms, pouting his little mouth, looking bored.
Song Jiamu brought the hair dryer over, but she refused to sit back on the bed obediently, so he had to sit on the edge of the bed, with one leg bent on the bed and the other leg under the edge of the bed, twisting his waist to hold up her hair.
Blow slowly.
"The line is not long enough. Come over here."
"..."
The girl didn't say anything, but she still moved her butt obediently and leaned towards him.
As her hair was slowly dried, the warm wind surrounded her, and the gentle hands of the young man behind her were playing with her hair, Yun Shuqian gradually became less depressed.
"Okay, if you feel sleepy, go to sleep."
Song Jiamu unplugged the hair dryer and put it away, picked up the bottle of mineral water that Yun Shuqian drank, unscrewed the cap and took a few sips, only opening her bottle of water, and they drank one bottle together to prevent
If you leave it for too long without drinking it, the water will go bad.
After drinking the water, he went to the bathroom and got ready to sleep.
When she came out of the bathroom, Yun Shuqian, who had just said she wanted to sleep, was still very energetic. She did not lie down to sleep obediently. She put the pillow up and leaned behind her, and the quilt was pulled up to cover her legs. The quilt moved every time, and it was hers.
Her feet were dangling inside, and she was half-lying down, holding her cell phone in her hand while booking tomorrow's trip.
"Song Jiamu, what time should we sleep until tomorrow?"
"What time do you want to sleep until?"
Seeing that she was not sleeping, Song Jiamu climbed onto her bed again and lay half-lying on the bed like her.
"Sleep until you wake up naturally!"
"Then wake up naturally, but I may wake up earlier than you. My biological clock is used to it. I will wake up at seven o'clock at the latest. Then I will go for a run in West Lake and come back to bring you breakfast."
Yun Shuqian turned to look at him. They were both sitting on the head of the bed, their shoulders in the middle were touching, and his face was very close.
"Are you going for a run tomorrow?"
"Of course."
"Why don't you run away..."
"...You want to corrupt me?"
Since Song Jiamu wanted to run, she changed her plan slightly.
"Then if you want to go for a run, go ahead and I'll sleep until I wake up naturally. Do you want to bring me breakfast?"
"Well, what do you want to eat?"
"delicious!"
"Then I'll keep an eye out while I'm running to see what kind of special breakfasts there are at West Lake."
The two people's heads were close to each other and their voices were not loud. If they spoke softly, the other party could hear them clearly.
She smelled very good after taking a bath, the skin on the girl's arms was as smooth and tender as tofu, and her whole body was soft, making Song Jiamu couldn't help but get close to her.
Yun Shuqian did not avoid him, and moved her head closer to him unconsciously. She smelled the reassuring boyish scent on his body and rubbed against him comfortably through the quilt.
In this strange city far away from home, the two of them seemed to be hiding in a paradise. In this small world where there was only him and her, each other was a little presumptuous.
"Then we won't go out in the morning. We'll finish typing after breakfast, and then we'll go to Faxi Temple to play."
"Faxi Temple?"
"Yeah, it's a holy place for blessing! It's next to Lingyin Temple, so it's so nice to take pictures~"
"It seems that Faxi Temple is famous for seeking marriage..."
"You ask for yours, and I ask for mine."
"Fine."
Song Jiamu had no objection. In fact, it didn't matter where he went. He found that when he was with Yun Shuqian, his whole body relaxed. This kind of comfort was the most enjoyable scenery.
It wasn't until she put away her phone that the reserved girl pulled away from his shoulder.
"You still haven't gone back to sleep."
"Then I'll go back to sleep."
Song Jiamu climbed over mountains and ridges, somersaulting like a monkey, and fell onto the bed next to him.
As soon as he left, Yun Shuqian immediately felt that his bed was empty.
Plugging in the phone to charge, Yun Shuqian kicked the quilt twice, put the pillow away, and lay down obediently.
She had to video sleep with him every day, but she didn't have to do that today. Song Jiamu actually slept in the same room with her. She could see him when she opened her eyes. Thinking about it, it was like a dream.
Her heartbeat was a little faster. She pulled up the quilt and turned sideways to face him. Her mouth was hidden in the quilt, and her nose was also hidden in the quilt. Her beautiful black hair was scattered on the white pillow, and her big eyes were
Staring at Song Jiamu without blinking.
Song Jiamu also got under the quilt, but before lying down, he sat on the bed, turned off the alarm clock, and then turned sideways. This action made Yun Shuqian tighten the quilt that was tucked around her face, thinking that he was going to pounce.
, it turns out that I just plug in my phone to charge it.
"...Why are you looking at me?"
"To prevent you from suddenly attacking me."
"I am coming!!"
Song Jiamu suddenly opened the quilt.
"ah!"
Yun Shuqian was startled, like a frightened little white rabbit, she hurriedly put her head under the quilt and covered it tightly. This was not enough, she rolled up the four corners of the quilt and pressed it with her body.
Hiding under the quilt, she felt as safe as a fortress against atomic bombs, and no monsters or monsters could harm her.
After a while, when there was no movement, she opened a crack in the quilt and took a peek.
The lights were not turned off yet, and Song Jiamu was still half lying on the bed. He grabbed the hem of the T-shirt with both hands, and then pulled it up. His upper body, which was strong, beautiful and well-proportioned, and seemed to have a streamlined beauty, was exposed in front of Yun Shuqian.
Yun Shuqian in the quilt blushed and said sternly: "You, what are you doing?! Why are you taking off your clothes!"
"I take off my clothes to sleep at home. It's not like I haven't watched your video before. I can't sleep with my clothes on."
"We're not at home now!"
"Hey, I'm not bothering you in my bed. Just don't peek at me."
"Who is peeking at you?"
Yun Shuqian covered the seam of the quilt. This was the first time she saw him exposing his upper body up close. It was completely different from when he was a child. Song Zhutou had become very manly.
She turned around in the quilt, facing the other side, with her back to him.
But this posture always feels like there is danger behind me. Even a quilt fortress that can protect against atomic bombs cannot withstand this danger.
She had only turned her back to him for two seconds, and she felt like he was about to pounce on her in the next second, using his bare and strong upper body to hold her petite tightly in his arms and bully her.
So she turned around in the quilt again, facing his direction.
Song Jiamu didn't know what she was thinking, but he saw her tossing and turning restlessly in the quilt, just like she was sleeping when she was a child, not honest at all.
"Then I turn off the lights?"
"Turn it off..."
The squirming quilt snail paused at the sound, and then heard her muffled voice.
Song Jiamu turned off the light.
The room suddenly became dark. After the eyes adapted to the light, the darkness slowly turned into dimness. The light in the bathroom was still on. The light in the entrance was very obvious, like a night light, gradually reflecting the two pictures.
The quilt on the bed, and the silhouettes of boys and girls in the quilt.
After being suffocated in the quilt for a long time, Yun Shuqian finally couldn't hold back and exposed her head to get some air.
After the lights were turned off, the room became even quieter, and the sound she made every time she made a small movement on the bed was very obvious.
If she was sleeping alone in a strange room tonight, Yun Shuqian would definitely not dare to turn off the light.
But with Song Jiamu around, she didn't feel scared even after turning off the lights, and the room wasn't completely dark. With the bathroom light as backlight, she could still see him.
Song Jiamu slept sideways, facing her, with his bare arms clamped outside the quilt. The quilt was pulled over his chest, and his collarbone could be seen. He had closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
Yun Shuqian also curled up sideways, but the quilt wrapped her tightly, leaving only a small face looking at him, with big eyes blinking, just peeking at him.
The light was dim and she couldn't see clearly, so she moved her body again. The bed made a sound, and she moved to the edge of the bed so that she could be closer and see him more clearly.
She knew that Song Jiamu was not asleep, because if he were asleep, he would be snoring.
Yun Shuqian couldn't sleep either. She was quite sleepy at first, but after turning off the lights, she became more and more energetic.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."
"..."
Song Jiamu moved for a moment and said in a lazy voice: "Huh?"
"I can not sleep."
"You close your eyes and count sheep and you'll fall asleep quickly."
"oh."
calm down.
Song Jiamu continued to sleep.
I just kept hearing her tossing and turning.
Seeing that the time was approaching eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Jiamu's biological clock started to work, sleepiness came over him, and his consciousness began to blur...
Yun Shuqian picked out a bed and a pillow. Coupled with the unfamiliar environment, the more he wanted to fall asleep, the more he couldn't fall asleep.
She turned over from lying on her back counting sheep and looked at Song Jiamu again. She marveled in her heart that the two of them actually slept in the same room. Then she thought about how to wake up elegantly tomorrow, or thought about the big and small things that happened today.
Touch your little hand again and recall the feeling of being held by him...
It’s over, the more I think about it, the more energetic I become. The more I think about it, the more words I hold in my heart, and I always want to find someone to chat with.
No, no, I won't be able to sleep all night if I continue like this!
Yun Shuqian sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and looked for her slippers beside the bed, but it was dark below. She searched for a long time but couldn't find the slippers, and she didn't dare to put her feet on such a dark floor.
She gently turned on the light, and the dark room immediately became brighter.
Song Jiamu was about to fall asleep, but when the light hit his eyes, he frowned and woke up again.
He narrowed his eyes helplessly, looked at the restless girl who was overjoyed to find the slippers, and said speechlessly: "Where are you going?"
"I want to go to the bathroom, but I can't find slippers..." Yun Shuqian explained apologetically.
"Then go quickly."
She put on her slippers and ran away.
Song Jiamu closed his eyes again and heard the sound of the bathroom door closing. Then, he vaguely heard the sound of thin water columns dripping on the water...
Suddenly a hot feeling emerged in my heart...
His Adam's apple rolled.
Not long after, there was the sound of flushing water, the sound of washing hands in the wash basin, the sound of the bathroom door opening, the sound of the bathroom door hitting the wall, the sound of slippers walking on the floor...
In fact, Yun Shuqian had been very careful not to make any sound, but at this time, people's ears were always particularly sharp, and Song Jiamu could easily hear all the subtle sounds.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and got her legs in, then leaned over and stretched out her arms to turn off the light.
Song Jiamu's eyelids moved again, and the room returned to darkness again.
"Go to sleep quickly." He said softly.
"Oh." Yun Shuqian said obediently.
After going to the bathroom, the messy thoughts dissipated a lot. Yun Shuqian lay on the bed and settled down for five minutes.
Then she started rolling again, curling up and approaching him. Seeing that he hadn't even snored yet, she couldn't help calling his name again.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu..."
"..."
Who is it that makes me unable to purr?
Song Jiamu was speechless. Could it be that she was a little bug in his stomach? She could always wake him up when he was about to fall asleep. Her timing was precise and without any errors. She would crawl around on him and get into his ears.
Sometimes it gets into my head, sometimes it gets into my heart...
"What are you doing? It's almost twelve o'clock. Miss, you're still not asleep..."
"No, no, it's only eleven thirty-two."
"..."
"What I want to say is that it's best to put your arms under the quilt. You're not wearing any clothes and you'll catch a cold soon..."
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, and then our activities will not be able to proceed properly."
"..."
Song Jiamu put his arms into the quilt, turned over, and slept with his back to her.
Now it was better, she couldn't see his face anymore, and Yun Shuqian felt that she was not sleeping soundly anymore. He had his back turned to her, and she felt inexplicably lonely.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."
"……Um?"
"Can you turn around, I want to watch you sleep."
Song Jiamu had no choice but to turn around again, and this time he warned: "Go to sleep, if you wake me up again, I will go to your bed!"
"You, you dare?!"
"Stop talking, go to sleep."
"..."
Yun Shuqian didn't dare to gamble and finally shut up and stopped talking.
Ten minutes later, just when Song Jiamu was about to fall asleep again, the cloud insect crawled into his ear again.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu, you said if tomorrow...ah! What are you doing?!"
Song Jiamu didn't speak, he just sat up from the bed in a vigorous and resolute manner, then hugged his quilt and threw it on her bed. Then he climbed up holding the pillow, pushed Yun Shuqian to the left, he lifted the quilt, and that's it
She lay down straight on her bed.
Yun Shuqian was frightened. Is Song Zhutou finally unable to restrain the beast in his heart?!
She hurriedly hid under the quilt and kicked him with her feet, trying to kick him away.
But Song Jiamu didn't move at all, and even actually pounced on her, hugged her through the quilt, and prevented her from moving any more.
"Ah, let go...go away...go away!"
"If you don't sleep, then everyone should stop sleeping."
"Song Jiamu! This is my bed! Aren't you ashamed!"
"not at all."
Song Jiamu pressed her across the quilt, and Yun Shuqian felt that he was so heavy. Half of her little face was exposed outside the quilt, her big eyes were wide open, her pupils were trembling, and her heartbeat was racing at full speed.
His warm breath blew on her face, making her little face turn red.
Not to mention, when she was pressed by him like this, she felt inexplicably at ease in her heart. The restlessness that was tossing and turning disappeared instantly, and her heart suddenly settled down.
In the dim room, both of them breathed a little quickly, and the atmosphere fell into an ambiguous silence. They both looked into each other's eyes.
"You, why don't you go away!"
"I won't leave. I will sleep here tonight. If you are naughty again, I will hold you to sleep and hold you tightly to see if you still dare to move."
Song Jiamu warned again, then he turned over, got back into his quilt, lay on his side with his face facing her, and closed his eyes.
Yun Shuqian was finally able to move, and she kicked him twice more with her feet in embarrassment.
He opened his eyes.
The girl immediately didn't dare to pedal anymore.
"Sleep, lie down quickly."
"..."
She snorted and raised her little hand as if to hit him.
But when the little hand patted down, he turned around again, grabbed his own quilt, and got under the quilt obediently.
The heart rate is one hundred and thirty beats per minute.
He, Song Zhutou, actually ran to her bed and slept with him!
I can't kick it away, I can't hit it, what should I do?!
It seemed that the moment he came over, the girl's mind automatically filtered out the other bed. Even if Song Jiamu wasn't pressing her down now, she didn't actually run to the other bed...
Not daring to speak or move, Yun Shuqian lay on her side with her back to him, curled up into a ball, as nervous as a wooden man.
As time passed, her tense body and heartbeat gradually calmed down due to the quietness and solidity. Her cheeks were flushed and her ears were burning, but she felt warm and comfortable.
The bed was not very big. After he squeezed in, the girl felt that her back was surrounded by a solid feeling, and she couldn't help but relax and lean back.
After a while, Yun Shuqian turned around very gently, first lying down, and peeking out of the corner of her eye at Song Zhutou lying next to him.
Seeing that he didn't respond, she became a little bolder, turned ninety degrees, and lay down on her side facing him.
The heartbeat that had just calmed down speeded up again.
When they faced him before, there was still more than one meter between them, but now they were close to twenty centimeters.
She breathed his breath, and even though the room was dark, she could still clearly see his face, his long eyelashes, his collarbone, and his bare arms clamped on the quilt.
Like a drop of detergent falling into the oily soup on the plate, after Song Jiamu fell asleep, her messy thoughts disappeared in an instant. Her mind went blank, but was dyed with some kind of beautiful pink...
Yun Shuqian finally behaved.
I just feel surrounded by an inexplicable sense of security.
Her nervous mood and body gradually relaxed. After all the trouble just now, sleepiness finally came over her. She gently and deftly rubbed her body against him and closed her eyes.
His breathing gradually became even, and he fell asleep quickly.
After a while, Song Jiamu, who pretended to be asleep, secretly squinted his eyes to look at her.
Looking at her cute and well-behaved sleeping posture, her big eyes, her delicate nose, and her small and slightly open mouth, I felt a sense of happiness in my heart.
Her breath has a warm fragrance, and her sleeping face is mesmerizing.