Pants are an important part of daily clothing, but they are often ranked at the end of the consumption chain by men.
"What do you know? It takes a lot of time to tame a pair of pants. Even though they look like this, they are very comfortable to wear."
"I'm ready~!"
Song Jiamu hung up his underwear, and Yun Shuqian on the side was sticking out his tongue with a look of disgust on his face, making a sound of retching like yue, yue, yue.
As for whether the underwear she complained about can be washed with clothes, Song Jiamu thinks it is not a problem at all.
He washes his socks separately. Since elementary school, his mother has refused to wash his socks.
Song Jiamu planned to find a wife like this in the future - she not only had education, body shape, cognition, thinking, courage, connections, and abilities, but she also had to be able to cook, and help him dry his clothes and wash his socks.
After the clothes were dried, Song Jiamu did not go back to the house, and Yun Shuqian did not go back to the house either. The two of them stayed on the balcony in the name of watching the scenery with Nian Nian.
The balcony of his house is quite big, and my father likes to plant flowers, but it is kept very clean and there will be no messy soil soiling it.
"I plan to plant green onions in these flower pots in a few days. If you want to eat green onions, you can just pick them." Song Jiamu pointed to several empty flower pots.
"Humph, I have already started planting coriander. The coriander seeds purchased online will arrive tomorrow." Yun Shuqian was not to be outdone.
Nian Nian said that both of them were very wasteful, and it was a pity that such good soil was not used to bury poop.
It was a bit cold after standing outside for a long time. The girl's cute feet in slippers shrank slightly and she subconsciously moved closer to Song Jiamu.
She hugged the cat and asked casually: "So it seems that you have barely accomplished your goal today. Are you going to run very early tomorrow?"
"Of course, I got up at six o'clock and started running. I ran from here to Anjiang Road and back again."
"oh."
Seeing that he didn't seem to grasp the key point, the girl seemed uninterested.
The two of them knew each other to the core. Although Song Jiamu didn't know what she wanted to say, he could still guess that she had something to say but was embarrassed to say it.
So he turned to look at her and asked tentatively: "Then do you want breakfast tomorrow? I'll bring it to you."
whee……
Yun Shuqian remained calm on the surface, but the hand stroking the cat became obviously cheerful.
"No need, it's so troublesome..."
"It's quite troublesome."
"..."
The girl rolled her eyes.
"But we are so good, even if it's a little more troublesome, I can still bring you breakfast."
"Who is good to you..."
"What do you want to eat?"
Song Jiamu said generously, he didn't expect that it would be so easy to reconcile with her. As long as he could feed her, it would be twice the result with half the effort.
"Well, let me think about it."
Yun Shuqian pretended to think about it, and it probably took less than three seconds.
"I want to eat steamed buns! I want the Caixiang steamed bun shop on Anjiang Road. When you took pictures in the morning, you also took pictures of that shop. You should know where it is, right?"
"I thought you didn't look at the photo. I didn't even pay attention. You looked at it very carefully?"
"...I just happened to see it, don't be so cute."
Yun Shuqian glared at him: "I want a pork bun with pickles and vegetables, and a custard bun! Her buns are delicious. Let me calculate, three and a half yuan plus one and a half yuan, I'll give you five yuan."
"
As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone. Before Song Jiamu could react, the phone vibrated and she had already transferred five yuan to him.
Good guy, could this have been planned a long time ago?
Who is the hunter?
Song Jiamu took five yuan and asked her again: "Don't you want soy milk? Just steamed buns?"
"I can make soy milk by myself. I make soy milk and drink it every day. I soak the soybeans at night and just make the soy milk in the morning."
Yun Shuqian also said generously: "Since you brought breakfast for me, you don't need to buy soy milk. I will put two more soybeans and you will have a share."
"Two soybeans..."
"Do you want love?"
"Okay, okay."
…
It was getting late, and Yun Shuqian came in from the balcony holding the cat.
Unknowingly, she had been blowing air with him on the balcony for so long, helped him dry his clothes, and even touched his underwear. She felt that she must not have slept well.
"Auntie, I'm going home."
"Okay, Qianqian, go to bed early and come to the house to play with Jiamu more often when you have time."
"Meow wow~"
Song Jiamu returned to the room and continued to type the remaining words.
At eleven o'clock, I lay on the bed on time.
He had been messing around all day today and didn't sleep well last night, but he didn't have any insomnia tonight.
When he counted one hundred and six clouds, he had already fallen asleep.
He dreamed that the two of them were the best in the world. Not only did they hold hands, but they also kissed... Wait! Wait! He grabbed the girl's hand and unbuttoned his belt, "Aren't we friends? How could we be like this?" "If we are the No. 1 in the world,
If it's good, it's ok!''...'
Maybe for adults, the best thing in the world is probably like this, right?
In short, when he woke up, Song Jiamu still felt that it was outrageous.
This kind of dream should not be told to Yun Shuqian even to death, otherwise he will be shot in the head with a water bottle, and will also be reported to his mother, who will pat him and hang him up like clothes.
…
Look at the time, it's already six o'clock in the morning.
After changing his clothes, he washed his face with a handful of water, drank a glass of warm water, and then took his mobile phone and went out for a run.
"Uncle, why don't you wash your turtle early in the morning?"
Song Jiamu was doing warm-up exercises, walking and jumping to the gate of the community. Uncle Liu took a toothbrush and scrubbed the turtle in the basin. He had been holding this turtle for decades, and its shell was shiny.
"That's right. Take a shower and dry in the sun. Are you going for a run again?"
"run!"
Song Jiamu waved his hand and started running.
Yesterday's exercise made my legs a little sore today. It was quite uncomfortable when I first started running, but morning running is about persistence for a long time.
As if he could see the attribute panel like playing a game, he felt that his willpower +1, physical strength +1, charm +1, endurance +1...
There have been times when he was intermittently complacent in the past, such as when he watched "Forrest Gump". During that time, he also ran, but in the end he couldn't hold on for long.
In the final analysis, it's because I didn't understand the meaning of my efforts, or I didn't find what I wanted.
But this time was different. He felt that he could persevere for a long time. Perhaps it was the first time he had such a clear goal. He wanted to become a better version of himself and impress her.
It's not that there were no opportunities for reconciliation before, but he missed them all, but this time, he must seize them.
After all, they are both twenty years old. Maybe in two or three years, if she finds someone better, she will think that his desire to reconcile with her is probably childlike.
The route remains unchanged, starting from Huabanli Community, going to Jinxiu Road, and then to Anjiang Road.
By the time he reached Anjiang Road, he was already sweating profusely.
I didn't forget to bring her breakfast. I went to Caixiang Baozi Shop and bought the plum and vegetable pork buns and custard buns that she wanted to eat.