"Don't run! Please explain everything clearly to me!"
"I'm teasing you, I really didn't lick it."
"You obviously licked it!"
"Okay, I licked it."
"Are you lying to me?"
"...Then do you want me to lick it or not?"
Song Jiamu ran in front, followed by Yun Shuqian, who was showing his teeth and claws, as if he had lost his virginity and was looking for him to explain.
The caretaker was carrying the sun-baked tortoise and was about to take it into the house. He watched as you chased me and chased the two people who ran in.
Isn't it quite harmonious to bring the cat back last night? Why did they start fighting again today?
Licking or not licking is not an issue, young people nowadays are really having fun with it.
The uncle shook his head, and when interrupted by these two guys, he forgot to collect the sheets hanging outside.
Yun Shuqian chased Song Jiamu from the entrance of the community to the elevator. Before the elevator came down, Bang Bangdi punched him twice first.
The young man who had caused trouble did not dare to fight back, and huddled in the corner with his head in his hands. Yun Shuqian was still angry, so she stretched out her little hand to pinch and touch him, and even put it on his neck to ice him. His neck was really warm.
If it was winter and he was wearing thick clothes, she would not pinch him, but would look for opportunities to put her hands into his collar to ice him, which could serve as a punishment and warm his hands, killing two birds with one stone.
"Ah... be gentle... my mother... my mother is here again!"
"My aunt is still here!"
With the experience last time, Yun Shuqian was a little more cautious this time. When he looked back, there was no one there.
"You really lied to me..."
"Ah...! Hiss...! I was wrong...stop...!"
"I won't! Who made you disgust me?"
Actually, she wasn't really angry, but she just liked to pinch him inexplicably, which felt weird.
If it were other boys, she wouldn't be like this, but she couldn't help but touch Song Jiamu.
For this reason, when she has physical contact with him, the girl's heartbeat will speed up, as if some suppressed emotion has been released.
I still really want to... pull down his collar... and leave a small tooth mark on his chest...
Whenever this thought comes to his mind, Yun Shuqian feels strange. His whole body seems to be a little warmer, his chest is hot, his neck is hot, his face is hot, and his ears are also hot.
Yes, my breathing became a little faster.
Under the chain reaction, the strength of the little hand became smaller and smaller. It no longer hurt when pinching him. Instead, it was filled with a certain kind of intimacy and softness.
When she was stunned, Song Jiamu took the opportunity to grab her hand.
Yun Shuqian was startled.
She tried to break free, but her hands were firmly grasped by his palms, and her palms felt so hot that her pupils trembled.
"You, let go!"
"Then you promise not to pinch me again, I'm so purple..."
"Let go quickly..."
"Promise first."
"Okay, I just won't pinch you..."
Only then did Song Jiamu let go of her little hands.
His judgment about Yun Shuqian was correct. Except for her mouth, her whole body was soft, especially her hands, which seemed to have no bones. They were small, soft and delicate hands. Why did it hurt so much to pinch someone?
Woolen cloth?
Yun Shuqian, who broke free of his hands, actually kept his promise and stopped pinching him.
Look, she is blushing with anger.
Yun Shuqian put her hands behind her back, fearing that he would grab them and touch them, and raised her head to glare at him fiercely.
"You grab girls' hands casually, don't you have any sense of shame, classmate Song Jiamu?"
"Don't you just touch me casually?"
"Watch your words!"
"Anyway, if my girlfriend thinks I'm unclean in the future, I'll rely on you."
"Stop dreaming, no girl will fall in love with you."
Both of them were too lazy to talk.
When the elevator came down, Yun Shuqian entered first, followed by Song Jiamu.
She didn't press the floor button, and neither did Song Jiamu. The elevator door closed, and the two of them stayed in this small space.
Inexplicably, Yun Shuqian thought of the wardrobe in her childhood. Her favorite thing at that time was hiding in the closet with him and whispering. The small space could bring two people very close, and she could be with him.
We talked together for a long time until we were so sleepy that we fell asleep leaning against him.
Seeing that he was motionless, Yun Shuqian had no choice but to take a step over and reach out to press on the twenty-third floor.
She stepped back to her original position, leaning against the elevator wall, and looked up at him.
"Why don't you turn around..."
Yun Shuqian felt uncomfortable all over. This guy didn't even turn around when he entered the elevator. He was face to face with her like a piece of wood.
"This is a practice for me to develop a strong mentality. If you can't stand it anymore, just face the wall by yourself."
"I hope you are still so brave when facing strangers in the elevator."
Yun Shuqian didn't face the wall and just stared at him. She wanted to see how shameless his so-called strong mentality was.
In a small space, the two of them faced each other and stared at each other's faces, neither of them timid.
Her facial features are very beautiful, with fair and delicate skin with almost no pores visible, light eyebrows, a delicate nose, a pout at the corners of her mouth, soft ears, and long eyelashes that tremble.
Looking at each other, Song Jiamu felt a little guilty and began to dare not look at her...
"Is this what makes a strong mentality?" Yun Shuqian said proudly, as if he had a chance to win.
Although I don’t know what happened to him suddenly, he wanted to develop a strong mentality. Could it be that he wanted to practice courage and confess to other girls?
With this thought, Yun Shuqian could no longer admit defeat and had to suppress him.
"Do you believe I'm going to take off my pants?" Song Jiamu threatened.
"Take it off, I want to see if it rains harder in June or you."
"..."
Song Jiamu turned around obediently. He didn't expect her aura to be so terrifying. It seemed that she still had a long way to go before she could develop the mentality of not changing her composure even if the mountain collapsed in front of her.
He turned around, and Yun Shuqian also let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at someone for such a long time always felt like he would reveal some little secret in his heart. If he persisted for a little longer, maybe she would
He obediently faced the wall.
"Yun Shuqian, you are quite beautiful."
His voice came from the front, and Song Jiamu talked to himself in the air.
Just at this moment, Yun Shuqian's heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat wildly again. Her little hands behind her back unconsciously grabbed the corners of her clothes, pulled on the straps of her backpack, and rubbed her shoes uneasily on the floor. She lowered her head.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
It's not like she hasn't been praised before, but this is the first time for Song Jiamu since their childhood.
"oh."
"..."
The two of them were silent. The elevator, which was quite spacious just now, suddenly seemed to be narrow. It was so narrow that the two of them were almost naked and squeezed together. There was no place to escape even if they wanted to escape.
When they arrived on the twenty-third floor, Yun Shuqian got out from beside him and walked in front without saying a word.
It wasn't until she opened the door and entered the house that Song Jiamu poked the girl's soft back.