After a fight with pillows and quilts on the bed, Song Jiamu was defeated and hid in the quilt fortress.
Yun Shuqian straddled him across the quilt, trying to pull him out, but the guy was so strong that he had a firm grip on the edge of the quilt, and she couldn't lift the quilt off him even if she wanted to.
So I lay down, and my little hands got through the gaps in the quilt like a loach, digging, touching and pinching inside the quilt.
After a while, she finally had enough.
She sat on him in a duck-sitting position across the quilt, not noticing whether this posture was a bit bad. She raised her little hand and patted him a few times across the quilt.
"Just hide away all day! I'll suffocate you to death! Humph!"
She was finally willing to leave him. She liked that he didn't fight back. She could suppress him and bully him like this for the rest of her life.
After calming down and thinking about it, could it be that I had some quirks that made me enjoy bullying him inexplicably, and I often beat and pinched him.
No, no, he was obviously the one who provoked her first, he is the one with the quirks!
"Get up! Pig!"
The girl stood on the bed, raised her lovely white feet and kicked his ass again, then jumped out of bed, put on her slippers, and ran to the bathroom.
It wasn't until the movement outside disappeared that Song Jiamu got out of the quilt.
It's the same slapstick, but why is it different from when I was a child...
He sat on the bed and bent his legs to relax. Boys are not good at this, they are out of control.
He took a T-shirt, put it on, and drank half a bottle of water, but the feeling still didn't go away. This meant that he was in good health, and perhaps the running and self-discipline in the past month and a half had paid off.
Finally able to get up and walk, Song Jiamu put on his slippers and went to the bathroom.
Yun Shuqian was brushing his teeth. The door was not closed, and his mouth was full of bubbles. They both brought electric toothbrushes.
She put the toothbrush and toothpaste sachets provided by the hotel in her backpack and took them home to keep in case guests came to stay at home.
Song Jiamu walked into the bathroom cautiously, walked from behind her, and stood by the toilet.
Yun Shuqian looked at him curiously.
He also turned to look at her curiously.
"I'm brushing my teeth, what do you want to do?"
"Obviously, I'm about to pee."
"...You can pee if you can."
"You think I don't dare?"
Song Jia stiffly pulled the strings at the top of his shorts to both sides.
"...Ah! You are a pervert!"
Yun Shuqian screamed and ran out of the bathroom in fright, and slammed the door for him.
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Wow——
Toilet flushes.
After the urge to urinate that he had been holding in all night was released, Song Jiamu shook his pants and put them on, tied the rope, and opened the bathroom door.
Yun Shuqian stood at the door, holding an electric toothbrush in his right hand, brushing bubbles in his mouth, raising his reddish face, and staring at him fiercely with his big eyes.
"If you eat jujube, you will be beaten to death..."
"Why didn't you tell me if you were eavesdropping at the door?"
"I eavesdrop!"
Song Jiamu stepped aside. He also held an electric toothbrush in his hand, gargling his mouth, squeezing in toothpaste, and a lot of bubbles came out in his mouth.
The hotel's washbasin was quite spacious. He stood on the left, and Yun Shuqian stood on his right. They looked in the mirror and brushed their teeth together.
"Yun Shuqian, haven't we brushed our teeth together for many years?"
"Well, this is not something to be happy about."
She said this, but in her heart she felt inexplicably happy because she woke up comfortably in such a morning and then brushed her teeth side by side with him.
Yun Shuqian seems to have experienced the joy of opening his eyes and seeing someone he likes, then getting up together and brushing his teeth together.
If this is the way to start a new day, this is the best thing, right?
The mirror in front of them was also wiped clean. Song Jiamu and she just stood in front of the sink, looking at each other in the mirror.
Yun Shuqian is much shorter than him. Both of them are wearing home clothes, and they both look like they have just woken up. He still has light blue stubble around his mouth, and her hair is slightly messy after sleeping all night.
They stood brushing their teeth together. The electric toothbrush in her hand was pink, and his was blue. They were the same brand and style. They looked particularly good in each other's eyes in the mirror.
"The bubbles are flowing to the corner of your mouth." Song Jiamu said, looking at her in the mirror.
"Aren't you the same!" She also looked at him in the mirror and said.
The memory was like a child. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years later, when he and she brushed their teeth together again, they had both grown up, and traces of their childhood could be vaguely found in each other's outlines.
In unison, the two picked up the cups and gargled their mouths, then lowered their heads and spit out the water, gargled their mouths again, and spit the water out.
Such a tacit understanding made Yun Shuqian giggle.
"Boring, why do you want to learn from me?"
"You obviously learned from me. Didn't I teach you to gargle like this? You didn't gargle like this before."
"It seems like..."
After Song Zhutou reminded him, Yun Shuqian realized that the way he gargled was as rough and wild as a boy's, not ladylike at all, because when they were young, the two of them always liked to compare who could gargle the loudest, and who could gargle the loudest.
The water in the cracks spreads farther.
After brushing his teeth, Song Jiamu placed the electric toothbrush diagonally in the cup, and Yun Shuqian did the same, placing it next to his cup on the sink.
The cup was provided by the hotel. It was a transparent glass. The two of them were tilting together like a couple's toothbrushes. The brush heads touched each other without restraint, and it looked like they were kissing.
Song Jiamu didn't bring facial cleanser, but Yun Shuqian did, so he used her facial cleanser.
"Oh, don't squeeze so much! A little is enough! This is so expensive!"
"Stingy, I have a big face."
"Yes, you are big-faced and thick-skinned."
Yun Shuqian wet her face with water, then squeezed some facial cleanser into her palms to make bubbles, then applied it to her face and rubbed it.
She rarely uses other skin care products. Drinking a lot of water every day is the best way to replenish water. The girl is hydrated, and the facial cleanser she uses is also very mild in texture.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This smells so good, milky and milky, just like the smell on your face."
"You've used so much, you have to buy it back for me when you're done."
"Okay, okay, you're so stingy, I'll give you two bottles."
"you said."
"How much does a bottle cost?"
"two hundred."
"...just two hundred for such a small bottle?! Why don't you go and grab it?!"
"That's what I thought when I bought it."
"Then you still buy it."
"I'm just curious to try it and see why it's so expensive."
Well, Song Jiamu has also used it. After using it, I really feel that it is expensive. After using it, my skin does not feel dry at all, but it is supple, smooth, and has a milky and milky smell.
While Yun Shuqian was still massaging his face in circles with his fingers, Song Jiamu picked up the razor and started shaving.
His razor is an ordinary stainless steel one. He has been using it for several years and shaves once every two days.
This was the first time Yun Shuqian saw him shaving, and it felt strange. After all, he was already a real man, no longer the little brat like her who couldn't grow a beard when she was a child.
"Why are you looking at me? Do you want to try it too?" Song Jiamu asked, looking at her in the mirror.
"I don't want it, it will get thicker and thicker."
Yun Shuqian also used this ordinary style razor. Last time, after Song Jiamu asked her if she would grow armpit hair, she shaved off the few armpit hairs she had.
Of course, you can't tell him this.
How can a girl not grow hairy? It’s really stupid Song Jiamu who asks stupid questions!
When her mother came back, Yun Shuqian went to her to get hair removal cream, otherwise she would always feel ashamed shaving her armpit hair.
"Why don't you use that electric shaver? It seems like many boys use that kind of shaver."
"No one bought it for me. My dad bought it for me when I was in high school."
"oh."
Yun Shuqian blinked his eyes, thoughtfully.
Song Jiamu washed his face quickly, patted it clean with water, and did not wipe it with a towel. This was a habit he developed after junior high school. Wiping his face with a towel after washing is more likely to cause acne. Let it dry naturally or simply wipe it with a tissue.
alright.
The tip of her high nose and sharp eyebrows were covered with water drops, and her bangs were a little wet, which gave her a different kind of charm.
He moved his face closer to Yun Shuqian's side.
"Smell it, do I smell as good as you now?"
"Don't smell it, it stinks to death."
"Smell it."
Yun Shuqian was still playing with bubbles on her face. When she saw his face coming closer, she felt a little moved, so she stood up slightly on her tiptoes, inhaled through her delicate little nose, and sniffed him gently.
Sure enough, his face also smelled as milky and milky as hers, as if he had been kissed by her all night.
Feeling naughty, she giggled and spread the bubbles on her palms onto his face again.
"Hey...!"
"Giggle~"
Looking at the bubbles on his face, she smiled happily.
But soon, she smiled even more happily, because Song Jiamu suddenly stretched out his hands and scratched her itch.
She smiled coquettishly and ran away, patting his arm with her little bubble-covered hands, and her face turned red with laughter.
"I won't bother you anymore. I'm going for a run. What would you like for breakfast?"
"That one yesterday!"
"Then I'll leave. Just wait for me to come back."
"Um."
Song Jiamu opened the door and went out. She suddenly stretched out her hand and wiped bubbles on his face. Before he could react, she immediately closed the door, her heart beating with joy.
Huh, who wants to be good? I will bully you to death~Zhutou~!
Song Jiamu was speechless. Sooner or later, the day would come when she didn't want him anymore. Let's see if she still dares to be naughty.
Just after leaving the hotel, her location sharing message was received on WeChat.
Song Jiamu clicked on location sharing, and Yun Shuqian lay on the bed, holding her phone, obediently waiting for him to come back from his run and bring her a delicious breakfast.
The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the floor of the room, but she has no intention of admiring it. She smiles at the corner of her mouth and stares at the location sharing on the phone screen without blinking, watching the cursor of his avatar moving slowly. The girl
She thought to herself that this was probably cloud jogging. She also felt very tired.
Yun Shuqian got up from the bed, closed the curtains and changed into beautiful clothes. Today she planned to go shopping at Zhejiang University with him.
She took the two backpacks from the sofa and put them on the bed outside, and threw all the miscellaneous things on the bed.
Song Jiamu's quilt and pillow were still on her bed.
She helped him arrange the quilt and looked at the two pillows side by side. The girl felt ashamed.
Anyway...
Anyway, my parents, uncles and aunts don’t know.
Just, just continue to sleep together...
Fortunately, there is no epidemic now. Otherwise, if I were quarantined here with him for ten days and a half, I would probably even have a baby when I go back.