Chapter 144 Life is a long road, please go crazy with me!
Facts have proved that you can’t eat hot tofu if you are in a hurry.
Song Jiamu experienced the feeling of eating hot tofu. How could those soft and tender little hands be so strong? His mouth was red and hot, as if he had eaten hot tofu.
After finally escaping her mouth from the clutches of the girl, Song Jia numbly hid under the quilt.
Yun Shuqian didn't give up. She straddled him across the quilt and patted him with a pillow.
When she was tired, she would take a rest. At this time, Song Jiamu would poke his head out of the quilt and take a curious look. Then she would be like whack-a-mole. As soon as his head came out, she would hug the pillow.
Shoot it.
Unfortunately, his movements were never as agile as his, and even though he took many photos, he failed to capture the Song Dynasty mouse.
The girl's shame came and went quickly. After Song Jiamu secretly turned on the light, the dark room suddenly became brighter, disrupting her thoughts, and she forgot about it.
However, she still pretended to be angry. When Song Jiamu showed up again, she quickly slapped the pillow down.
Song Jiamu did not hide under the quilt this time, but caught the pillow. She made a fuss and grabbed the pillow, but she was not as strong as him.
"I'm just giving it a try, and I haven't kissed you yet. You can see my mouth is swollen." Song Jiamu showed her his mouth. Sure enough, it was red, and it looked thicker than usual.
It is much thicker and looks a bit funny.
"You, you kissed me!"
"...Don't say this nonsense!"
"That time eight years ago! I feel very...angry when I think about it now!" Yun Shuqian couldn't find a suitable adjective. Saying that he was shy seemed too inferior, so he had to use angry to describe it. He always felt that this guy was talking
When she said 'give it a try', she was hinting at that time back then.
"..."
Okay, so it turned out to be an old incident, but who kissed whom that time when I was a kid?
"I'll crush you."
Seeing that he couldn't grab the pillow, Yun Shuqian pressed him with her butt, rubbing and sitting on him.
Song Jiamu underneath him suddenly blushed and turned over numbly. If he let her press him down like this, he would lose control.
"ah."
Yun Shuqian exclaimed, and when he turned over, she rolled off him.
Song Jiamu was lying down, so she crossed her legs and sat down next to him, folded her hands on her chest, and stared at him resentfully, the blush on her pretty face not dissipating yet.
"If we hadn't gotten better again, you would have been beaten to death by me just like you did."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. We can only hold hands now, but we can't kiss. It's because I pushed my limits and became lustful."
"...It's good to know." Yun Shuqian thought about it for a while, and it seemed that what he said was right, so it should be because of this that she was angry.
"Then how angry are you now?" Song Jiamu asked cautiously.
"As angry as it has been raining all day!" Yun Shuqian stretched out his arm and pointed to the sky outside.
"...The rain has stopped." Song Jiamu reminded.
She quickly looked back, and sure enough, the rain stopped at some point.
"As angry as the entire West Lake!" Yun Shuqian spread his arms again to show how angry he was.
"To be so angry... It's over, it's over. We just got better again. Now I will definitely be deducted points. How many years and months will it take for me to be the best in the world?" Song Jiamu said exaggeratedly, with a look on his face.
A look of regret and regret.
Yun Shuqian wanted to laugh when she heard this, but she was holding back her laughter, so the expression on her pretty face seemed a little tense. She pretended to be super angry, pursed her lips and snorted, and still sat on him with her legs crossed.
Next to her, she crossed her arms and looked like she didn't want to pay attention to him, but she knew that Song Jiamu was going to start coaxing her.
Song Jiamu was wrapped in a quilt and squirmed next to her like a little smelly maggot. She pretended not to notice and sat motionless.
"Dear President, how can you not be angry?"
"Isn't that your business? If you hadn't teased me about your childhood, why would I have been angry? You still come to ask me. There is no sincerity at all."
Yun Shuqian crossed her arms and crossed her chest. She had a delicate body and a tender face. Even in the most royal posture, there was no hint of intimidation at all. Instead, she looked delicate and lovely.
"Then let me think about it." Song Jiamu held his chin and thought.
"Um."
The girl answered coldly, but her toes were already moving playfully.
"Now that the rain has stopped, let's go for a walk together. Then I'll treat you to a lot of delicious food. I'll buy you whatever you want."
"What if it rains again later?"
"If it rains, I will hold an umbrella for you."
"Our umbrella is very small..."
"I will only block it for you."
Yun Shuqian twisted her body, her long hair fluttering, and she finally felt a little happy.
"Okay, okay, who wants you to help hold an umbrella? Let's go quickly."
"Aren't you angry?"
"snort."
"Are there still points deducted?"
"snort."
Seeing that she was verbose and about to speak again, Song Jia numbly got out of the quilt and pulled her out of bed together.
"I haven't combed my hair yet..."
"My hair is also a mess. Let's go. Let's go get some fresh air while it's not raining now."
"Bring an umbrella!"
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After it rains, a mist rises from the water of the West Lake, making the West Lake become fairy-like and more charming than it was a few days ago.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were walking by the West Lake.
It's very easy to coax Yun Shuqian, and of course, it's also very easy to make her angry.
After the rain stopped, the cart hidden in the alley appeared again, and Song Jiamu bought her fried chestnuts, roasted sweet potatoes, squid skewers, and a small bag of candied fruits.
The girl was easily coaxed into being happy by him.
"It smells so good~!"
"Is it delicious?"
"Hmm, Song Jiamu, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"
"You eat, I'll buy you something to eat."
"It's so big, I can't finish it."
"Then give me half of it."
"I'll give you the half I've eaten."
"...Then I can only eat it reluctantly."
"I lied to you, you thought I was as disgusting as you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everything was held in Song Jiamu's hands. She held the two ends of the sweet potato with her small hands and broke it in half. The white steam started to rise and it was fragrant.
The two of them were walking and eating at the same time. They wanted to find a place to sit, but unfortunately the stone chairs were all wet.
The sky in the evening after the rain was unusually gorgeous. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian walked from Broken Bridge to Baidi, with the autumn moon over Pinghu Lake at the end. Maybe it was because they were going home tomorrow, so when walking like this, they talked a lot less than before.
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Each has a small thought hidden in their heart, taking this quiet and warm time into their heart.
After watching the sunset by the lake, the sky became dark and the street lights came on one by one.
The two of them were still walking slowly, from dusk to sunset, and then to nightfall, without looking at the map. They didn't know where they were, but they were sure they were still by the West Lake.
"We've all eaten."
With her mouth bulging, she handed the last wooden stick to Song Jiamu.
Song Jiamu put all the garbage in a bag and turned around to ask her, "Are you full?"
“Super full.”
"Just let me feel your belly and I'll know!"
"Get out of here."
Yun Shuqian slapped his hand away.
"So are you full?"
"I ate everything you left."
"It's like you eating my saliva. Obviously we each eat our own food."
"Then I'm very full, you can touch my belly." Song Jiamu said generously.
Yun Shuqian touched his belly. He didn't exert any force, and his soft belly was easy to touch.
"I bought a ticket for ten o'clock tomorrow, then we'll wake up, have breakfast and go home," she said.
"Why don't you go back after playing until the afternoon?"
"Silly, the hotel charges the room fee for the day after one o'clock. We have so much luggage with us, so we should go back in the morning."
There happened to be a convenient nucleic acid testing point nearby, so the two of them took another nucleic acid test together.
When she thought about going home early tomorrow morning, Yun Shuqian, who had always loved home, seemed a little uninterested. She felt that the past few days had passed so fast and that her vacation would be used up in the blink of an eye.
Of course, it wasn't because she had to go back to school. Even during the winter and summer vacations, when the holidays were so long, she didn't miss them too much. Instead, these short five days made her particularly reluctant to leave.
After night fell, the wind started blowing by the lake, and because it had just rained, the temperature dropped a lot.
Song Jiamu and she were both wearing shorts and T-shirts. When the cold hit them, their bodies were very close to each other unconsciously.
"Why don't you seem to be in a good mood?" Song Jiamu looked back at her.
"No."
"So according to your previous definition of perfection, how do you think we spent this vacation?"
"Very good, I think it's perfect!"
"Then I can probably understand your current mood."
Song Jiamu said: "After experiencing a perfect vacation, it will indeed be a little melancholy to return to work again."
"Well, that's right."
Yun Shuqian nodded and asked: "What about you, what do you think of this holiday?"
"Very good, I think it's perfect, but it's a pity that I didn't run today."
"So you're going to run back?"
"You really have a connection with me."
"You're such a bastard, who has a connection with you?"
"Then you are the roundworm in my belly?"
"..."
Thinking about it this way, Yun Shuqian felt that it would be better to be in tune with him.
"Come on, do you want to run back together? Let's experience the crazy days together?"
"No, I've walked a long way and my feet are sore and tired."
Yun Shuqian took out her phone and looked at it. The two of them were walking slowly, but they were now three or four kilometers away from the hotel. She couldn't run such a long distance.
A water drop suddenly fell on the screen, breaking into round water droplets on the oleophobic layer. Then more water droplets fell from the sky, landing on her hair, clothes, and the water of the West Lake next to her.
There were countless ripples.
"It's really raining! We only brought an umbrella!" she exclaimed.
When he turned around, he saw that Song Jiamu was still doing warm-up exercises, as if he was not aware of the rain.
"Song Jiamu, do you really want to run back?"
"Yes, am I very determined?"
"Determination, you are a pig. If you run back like this, your clothes will be soaked. I'll give you an umbrella."
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Being smart, I plan to find a place to hide from the rain and then take a taxi back."
"Then it looks like you're going to join stupid me."
"I can't run!"
Song Jiamu finished his simple warm-up, and the rain was not very heavy. He grabbed Yun Shuqian and knelt down in front of her.
"Come up."
"what……"
Yun Shuqian was stunned.
"I'll carry you on my back. You hold the umbrella and we'll run back together! If you don't go crazy, will this holiday end too dull?"
"Are you serious?!"
"From the moment I said I wanted to reconcile with you, I took everything you said seriously!"
"..."
"Come on, come on, hurry up, the rain is getting heavier!"
Looking at his strong and broad shoulders, Yun Shuqian blushed slightly. How many years had passed since the last time he carried her on his back...
The young boy's young shoulders became strong and strong. When he bent over, the raindrops dripped on his back, making ink watermarks on his gray T-shirt.
Yun Shuqian lay down gently, and their bodies stiffened for a moment.
Until she hugged his neck, he took her knees and easily carried her up.
The girl's body was delicate and as light as a kitten, and she clung to him very wisely.
"Is it cold?" he turned and asked.
When he spoke, his chest also resonated, bringing a wonderful sense of reality.
Yun Shuqian rubbed her little head against his neck to indicate that she was shaking her head.
"Then I'm going to rush! Let's go!"
Ignoring the looks of passers-by and the patter of rain, Song Jiamu carried her on his back and ran quickly on the sidewalk.
Yun Shuqian thought it would be super bumpy, but she didn't expect it to be surprisingly stable. She had never seen Song Jiamu running before, so she only ran with Yun when they shared positioning. Today, she was carried on his back, and she actually experienced it.
Fan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The girl's delicate body swayed slightly, she exclaimed in a low voice, and giggled from time to time.
Pedestrians disappeared in her eyes, shops disappeared in her eyes, vehicles disappeared in her eyes, and even the patter of rain also disappeared in her eyes.
It seemed that all that was left in her world was Song Jiamu's rapid breathing, and her two fluctuating hearts, gradually getting closer in the cool rainy night.
"Yunzhu Po, you don't hold an umbrella? You are said to be smart!"
"I suddenly don't want to hold an umbrella!"
"My face is covered with rain!"
"I'll wipe it for you."
She stretched out her little hand and wiped the water from his face, which was a mixture of rain and sweat.
"Song Zhutou, am I heavy?"
“Super heavy!”
"Then you still won't let me down?"
"Huh~ I told you to run back on my back, so I'll run back on my back!"
"Then I want to go back to Sunan!"
"You want my life!"
His body became very hot, and probably the last day of this vacation was the day to go crazy with him.
Lying on his back, Yun Shuqian suddenly remembered the movie "Savage Girlfriend". She once again experienced the taste of love. She was not the one running, but her heartbeat was as fast as Song Jiamu!
Moistened by love, Yun Shuqian felt like he was dreaming when he was carried on his back in a strange city on such a rainy night!
She could clearly see, under the dim streetlight, fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, gathering into lines together with the rain.
The rain also wetted her pretty face, and her hair stuck to her face like wet waterweed. She had never been so embarrassed, but she had never been so happy.
She was as excited as if she was drunk, stretched out her playful fingers and said to Song Jiamu:
"Song Zhutou! Let's catch up with that bike!"
Song Jiamu actually catered to her, holding her thigh and lifting it up: "Hold on!"
He ran so fast!
Yun Shuqian was immersed in the beautiful feeling of love. She pointed to the other side and said: "Chasing that! Chasing that!"
Song Jiamu was panting, but he never stopped. Sweat and rainwater flowed down his neck. He asked loudly: "Yunzhu Po! Which one do you want me to chase?"
"Stupid, the one at the front!"
"Huh~ No more changing!"
It rained harder.
In the night wind, Yun Shuqian could smell the sweat and warm breath from his body. Her body was also soaked, but she didn't feel cold at all.
She once thought that the love and date in her fantasy should be at a certain time in the dusk, when the sunset glow floated in the sky, the sycamore leaves fell on the road, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and he walked slowly towards her with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
Now that I think about it, I can't compare to the days I spent going crazy with him, lying on his back and running together in the rainy night.
The two people understand each other and are together, this simple and warm feeling.
"Song Zhutou, can I bite you?"
"Huh~what?"
"Can I bite you!"
"My Miss Yun! Why did you bite me?!"
"Because I want to bite you!"
"Then just bite it!"
The moment he agreed, Yun Shuqian felt like he was being loved to the heavens.
She lowered her head and bit his shoulder.
Let go of all the past.
"...Are you crying? Why is the rain hot?"
"I don't."
She wiped the corners of her eyes in embarrassment, pursed her lips and said: