Chapter 151 The reserved girl is out of tune with you guys
When Yun Shuqian returned home, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
Song Jiamu brought her back with her backpack, but as soon as the door closed, he was punched twice by Yun Shuqian.
"Ouch!"
Song Jiamu looked like he was dying of pain, but he could clearly feel that the intensity with which Yun Shuqian usually hit him was getting weaker and weaker. When she hit him with a blushing face, it seemed a bit like coquettishness.
"I'm going to kill you! You dare to do this to your uncle and aunt at home! If you are seen, if you are seen..."
The more the girl thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, but why didn't she dare to say no loudly?
If it were like he did before, Yun Shuqian would definitely yell, 'Auntie! Song Jiamu touched me! He's acting like a gangster!', and then Auntie would rush to the battlefield within five seconds to save her innocence.
A certain emotion that became increasingly uncontrollable grew wantonly in her heart. Was she really going to turn back into a clingy person like she did when she was a child?
"If someone sees it, I will say it's because of my own lust." Song Jiamu said, holding her two hands.
Whenever he stood face to face with her like this and held her hands, Yun Shuqian felt like she couldn't speak forcefully.
"Huh, it's best this way."
"Then I'll go back and get the computer, and we can code together later?"
"don't want."
"No one is at your home."
"I'm not here either."
Yun Shuqian said. The two hands held by him were soft and she shook them gently like a child. She liked this feeling very much.
"Then where are you going?"
"I made an appointment with Caiyi to go shopping."
"Count me in."
"Go back quickly. How can you send someone home and stay in someone else's house for so long?"
"Okay, okay, then I'll go."
Song Jiamu held her hands and slowly stepped back. When he reached the door, he suddenly pinched her four fingers and raised her little hand. Then he lowered his head and quickly kissed the back of her white and tender hands.
One bite.
A blush appeared on the girl's face, and when she was about to pat him, he opened the door and slipped away with a smile.
There was a wet and cool feeling on the back of her hand. She stood alone at the door in a daze for a long time.
In the end, she didn't know what she was thinking. She held the hand that he had kissed, looked at the back of her hand, shrank her shoulders, raised a bright smile at the corner of her mouth, lowered her head and pressed her lips against it.
A crisp pop.
"Yun Shuqian, you are so perverted!"
The girl covered her face and ran to the room, threw herself on the bed, hugged the sleeping bear, and carefully recalled all the exciting details of this vacation.
Now, at the beginning, he dared to insult her hands like this. If it goes on a little longer, wouldn't he be able to insult her little mouth?
This can't be like this! She's not that good with him yet! How can she agree to such a thing from him so easily!
After staying with him for five consecutive days, from morning to night, from opening his eyes to closing his eyes, Yun Shuqian was still a little unaccustomed to being alone at home quietly.
Finally getting up from the bed, she took the quilt outside to the balcony to dry, packed her luggage, and put the unwashed dirty clothes in the washing machine.
Picking up the little skirt he gave her, she happily gesticulated on her body in front of the mirror.
She took off the tag and put on this beautiful little skirt.
Yuan Caiyi also sent a WeChat message.
"Honey, have you gone out?"
"almost there!"
Yun Shuqian was wearing this little skirt. Since she wasn't going shopping with him, she had nothing to prepare. She put her small bag on her back, changed her shoes, and went out to meet Yuan Caiyi.
…
Song Jiamu was coding in his room by himself, and every year he would jump on the table and lie down next to his hand.
"Meow?"
Nian Nian looked at his computer screen curiously. He was communicating with a craftsman who customized figures.
[Are there any requirements for styling? Two people holding hands? 】
"It's not necessary to hold hands, but is it okay to carry it on your back?"
[Okay, it would be great if you have photos. I will help you make an original painting first. If you think it is ok, I will help you make a figure.]
"Photos, let me think about them."
Song Jiamu opened the photo album on his mobile phone and found a photo of him and Yun Shuqian. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt, and he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. His shoes were gray, and her shoes were white. She had a sling on her shoulder.
Wearing a small bag and a water bottle, the two of them have the same appearance and hairstyle, but it's a pity that they are not carried on their backs.
He wanted to make a figure of the scene where he was carrying her on his back on a rainy night. This was a birthday gift he prepared for her.
I haven't given her a birthday gift for many years, and Yun Shuqian is not lacking in anything. For girls, they will like such a commemorative gift more.
Just like the Rilakkuma given to her by Song Jiamu when she was nine years old, symbolizing their lifelong friendship, she has kept it until now.
Song Jiamu didn't believe what she said, 'I just found it out of an old box recently and forgot to stuff it back'. It was obviously just a tough talk. In fact, she had always been thinking about him.
So after so many years, I gave her a birthday gift again. The most meaningful thing is that the scene of him carrying her on his back was made into a figurine.
It's a pity that Song Jiamu doesn't know how to make figures. If he could, he would definitely do it himself.
"I sent you the photo, take a look."
【Wow, you two look so perfect for each other! You both look great!】
[But...don't you want to make a figure that is carried on your back? This photo is of a standing figure. Are there any photos of it being carried on your back? 】
"In this way, you can use your imagination and imagine me carrying her in the photo, and then you can draw it."
【……】
As a producer, I am used to Party A's outrageous demands.
[Are there any requirements for other elements? 】
"Um, let's make it more romantic, like I'm carrying her on my back and walking in the cherry blossom rain scene, you know? Let's have some breeze or something. Can the effect of the breeze and cherry blossoms be achieved?"
[The original painting is fine, but if it’s a figure...]
“You can add money.”
【No problem.】
"Can you be more elaborate on the clothing?"
【specific?】
"She usually likes to carry a small bag and a water bottle, which is the one in the photo. I hope it can be reflected in the figure, and then the hairstyle, appearance, etc., can have the characteristics of me and hers."
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"Her head is resting on my shoulders and she is looking at me with a happy face. Can you be happy?"
【……】
"I'll draw a sketch for you." Song Jiamu also felt that he was a little embarrassed.
【Many thanks!】
He lay down on the table, took out a pen and paper, and using his drawing skills that were inferior to those of a primary school student, he drew two line figures, and then sent the drawing to the producer.
In a small room, a little girl looked at the sketch he sent and fell into deep thought.
It’s really difficult to be Party B these days.
[The painting is so good, I suddenly have a lot of inspiration, so I will make a line draft first and show it to you tomorrow]
"okok, thank you for your hard work."
…
In front of the bus stop in the shopping mall, two girls who were late together finally met.
If I am late and you are late, then neither of us is late.
Seeing Yun Shuqian in a beautiful little skirt, Yuan Caiyi was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Qianqian, this skirt of yours..."
"You, how did you know it was Song Jiamu who gave it to me?!"
Yun Shuqian was shocked. As expected of Caiyi, nothing could be hidden from her.
Yuan Caiyi came up and smelled it, and said with a smile: "It hasn't been washed yet. It smells like fresh clothes. It seems that I can't wait."
"What? I have washed all my clothes and have nothing else to wear."
"Song Jiamu gave you a dress! Could it be that you two..."
"Don't think blindly."
"Is there any big progress?"
"...It's just such a small progress."
She pinched her fingers to show the degree of one-quarter. It was originally one-third, but in view of Song Zhutou's hooligan behavior, he was deducted points, so it was only this point.
The reserved girl felt that big progress would only be made after she and he obtained the best certificate in the world issued by the country. Now, at most, she has just accomplished a small goal.
Yuan Caiyi didn't understand the little love between Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu. She smiled and said: "Anyway, you don't look like you are just..." She also followed Yun Shuqian's example and pinched her fingers a little bit, "It doesn't look like that.
There's only so little progress."
"Then just a little more."
She also pinched Yuan Caiyi's fingers, picked at them and added a little more.
"Then from the 30th to noon today, you two have been staying in Suzhou and Hangzhou?"
"Well, that's right."
"So is there any progress..."
How could anyone play with hands like Cai Yi? When her index finger was held in her palm, Yun Shuqian felt weird even though she was a girl.
She was a little troubled, why was there no one around her who was as normal as her? Yuan Caiyi was a pervert, Song Jiamu was also a pervert, but she was the best of them.
Occasionally, I feel that my upright self is a bit out of tune with these two perverts.
"It's true! I knew that if a man and a woman went so far away to play, something terrible would happen. So, did he bring an umbrella?"
"Yes, I asked him to bring two umbrellas."
"...Is he willing?"
"The weather is bad, of course you have to bring an umbrella, Caiyi, your question is weird!"
Yun Shuqian had a strange look on her face and stared at Yuan Caiyi who looked incredulous for a long time before she finally got on the same chat channel with her.
The girl's face turned red in an instant, and she slapped Yuan Caiyi, this pervert, angrily.