The phone was placed flat on the table, and Song Jiamu and the cat looked at it together.
In Nian Nian's beautiful blue eyes, the characters in the chat box are constantly flashing, line after line...
"Pervert! Pervert!"
"Pervert! Pervert!"
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It's a pity that the kitten is uneducated and can't understand what this means. Is this a way to say hello?
Don't humans sniff each other's butts when they say hello?
Nian Nian couldn't understand it, but Song Jiamu could understand it.
After the sentence "Look at your feet" was sent out, he didn't have time to say a word. "Abnormal! Abnormal!" popped up all over the place. In an instant, there were 99+ messages, and there are probably three or four of them by now.
There are hundreds of them, and they are still going up...
What? It’s you who told me to let go again. Isn’t it just to look at my feet? You can also look at mine...
Song Jiamu was speechless. It was better now. He didn't see his feet and was scolded a thousand times for being a pervert.
It would be easy to say if Zhaidai is really that guy, but if his guess is wrong, wouldn't his image be ruined?
It wasn't until five minutes later that the confused "Abnormal! Abnormal!" finally stopped.
Song Jiamu could feel that this was probably not her limit. She was afraid that her phone's memory was not enough...
Zhai Jiuran was stunned: "Go to bed quickly! Goodbye!"
Pen and paper: "..."
Song Jiamu clicked on the emoticon box, intending to send her an acknowledgment emoticon.
Nian Nian also came over curiously, stretched out his cat's paw and stepped on the screen, and a lustful and drooling expression came out.
Damn it, it’s terrible!
He quickly withdrew.
But it was still too late, the overwhelming "Abnormal! Abnormal!" appeared again...
Song Jiamu felt tired and lay down on the bed.
It seems that trying to find the answer from Zhidai is not feasible. It is not practical to ask Yun Shuqian directly. On the contrary, it will expose yourself. If you want to confirm this ridiculous guess, you can only slowly find opportunities later.
The phone was placed next to the pillow, the screen was still on, and line after line of "Abnormal! Abnormal!" kept popping up.
And the sound of sleeping snores could be heard in the room...
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Yun Shuqian crossed her legs and sat on the bed trying to bombard her with news.
If she could see Song Jiamu sleeping like a pig, she would be so angry that she would undergo menopause on the spot...
He was like a doormat, grabbing the sleeping bear and ravaging her. Fortunately, the quality of this bear was good enough, and it had served as Song Jiamu's replacement for so many years.
Yes, this little bear was given by Song Jiamu as a birthday gift many years ago.
In these years, the two of them have not even said happy birthday to each other, not to mention giving each other birthday gifts, for fear that the other party will say, 'You actually remember my birthday, as expected, you are... to me...'
Crush your pig head! Song Jiamu!
After rubbing the little bear, Yun Shuqian smoothly smoothed the wrinkles and carefully checked whether there was any damage. Then he hugged the little bear lovingly to his chest, pouted his little mouth and muffled the words that prevented him from checking the chat history.
"Pervert! Pervert!" is deleted locally.
It feels so refreshing when I post it, but so embarrassing when I delete it.
Until she deleted all the words "Pervert! Pervert!", the guy actually didn't reply to a single message.
Shouldn't he be asleep?
How can you sleep!
Did you know that there is a girl who can't sleep waiting for your explanation?
Actually, he actually likes her feet...
When she thought of this, Yun Shuqian felt ashamed. She curled up sideways in the bed and touched her feet.
It's tender and soft, and because I take good care of my body, it's not cold, it's warm, and of course it doesn't smell at all.
If you think about the same thing for a long time, your thoughts will start to go astray...
Gradually, the depression in Yun Shuqian's heart gradually dissipated, and she became a little shy inexplicably.
My feet can’t give birth to children, so why do boys like them? I really don’t understand...
But even if Song Jiamu liked her feet, she would never allow him to observe or even play with them.
Just thinking about herself lying on the sofa with him holding her feet made the girl's pretty face heat up. It was no different from giving birth to a baby...
How could sworn enemies have a baby together?
She didn't think about anything else. She only thought Song Jiamu was horny and asked her for foot photos. Yellow was indeed the best camouflage color.
Song Jiamu didn't know that Zhaidai was her, so from this point of view, he had successfully learned about some of his unknown XP, which was a big secret.
She hugged the little bear and turned over again, looking at the ceiling in a daze. Speaking of which, she actually had a little secret.
She likes Song Jiamu's hands very much!
Of course, it has nothing to do with him, she hates Song Jiamu the most!
But I like his hands very much...
Although she doesn't want to admit it, Song Jiamu's hands are the most beautiful hands she has ever seen among boys. The hands look full of bones, the palms have sharp edges and corners, and the perfect 0.618 golden ratio between the palms and fingers looks slender and long.
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In the dark room with the lights off, she huddled in the warm quilt.
Her thoughts became more divergent, imagining him stroking her jio with such hands, and the hot temperature in his palms spread straight up along her calves, and then straight up...
Yun Shuqian let out a cry, her pretty face became hot, and she began to ravage the sleeping little bear again.
Sure enough, she was broken while writing the article. She had never been like this before.
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The morning sun arrived as promised.
The energetic young man and the depressed girl with dark circles under her eyes met in the corridor.
"Why do you look so ugly today?" Song Jiamu's arrogant voice immediately sounded.
"..."
Very good, do it every day and seal the heart with cement.
When she didn't see him in person, Yun Shuqian would still have some strange fantasies about him in bed. When she saw him, she would feel angry inexplicably.
If this relationship were to be defined, Yun Shuqian thought it would be like this - an ordinary single heterosexual friend who is the most familiar, only suitable for living in memory, and makes people feel uncomfortable whenever he speaks.
She woke up early in the morning and looked at her phone. She had sent thousands of messages last night, and the guy woke up and replied with "...". How could she not be so angry?
Fortunately, he sent it to Zhaidai. The news about Zhaidai has nothing to do with me, Yun Shuqian.
Calm down and take a deep breath.
A stable mentality is the first key to becoming a great Yun Shuqian. Don't compare yourself with a guy who likes to look at poop.
"I was reading until two o'clock in the middle of the night. It seems that you are too lazy to go to bed very early?"
"You should praise me for my diligence. In order to ensure that I have enough energy to recruit new people today, I went to bed early in the morning, but you stayed up late. You really shouldn't." Song Jiamu became even more arrogant.
"That's just right, the energetic classmate Song Jiamu."
Yun Shuqian looked back at him: "The three hundred leaflets at noon are all handed over to you."