Song Jiamu curled up into a ball and allowed the girl to vent on him.
It was done to make her shy, but it was hard on her skin.
Even though her hands are so small, they hurt when she pinches someone.
Yun Shuqian felt that she was being teased. At this time, her pretty face turned red, her heart beat faster, and she felt like she was being invaded by his tenderness.
Yes, it was invasion. His tenderness at this moment penetrated into her body unexpectedly, directly touching the apex of her heart, stirring the blood all over her body and heating up her blood.
Pretending to be angry is the best way to cover up shyness.
Yun Shuqian looked at this guy. He was curled up with a look of pain on his face. She subconsciously tightened her grip on his flesh. Because she was shy, her physical strength was -3, so it didn't hurt much.
"You, don't pretend to be dead."
"..."
Song Jiamu kept silent. When he offended her, the best way was to pretend to be pitiful, so that Yun Shuqian wouldn't keep holding on to him.
"Where did I hit? Does it really hurt? Show me..."
"..."
Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian became really nervous. She was already confused, but she also thought about the many acupuncture points in the human body. If she accidentally damaged him, she would feel guilty to death.
Yun Shuqian came over and carefully opened the hem of his clothes, only to see that the skin around his waist was slightly red.
"...Song Jiamu."
"……pain."
"Really?" The voice was emotionless.
Her white and tender hands fell directly on the skin of his waist, seemingly stroking it, but Song Jiamu immediately got goosebumps.
So I didn't dare to pretend anymore. I put my clothes down smoothly and coughed twice.
"Let's go eat Malatang! Let's go, let's go!"
"...eat your head!"
"Oh, come on, come on, there are a lot of mosquitoes here."
Song Jiamu quickly changed the subject and took her to eat spicy hotpot.
What would a fool explain to her?
Sure enough, Yun Shuqian hesitated to speak, wanting to wait for him to explain, but this guy refused to explain, and even seemed to have forgotten about it, so a question was left in her heart, and she always thought about it from time to time.
The tenderness with which he pulled up her hair just now made her heart beat wildly.
I found a seat to sit down at a popular Malatang shop nearby. I ate a lot in the afternoon and I wasn't hungry now, so I just ordered some to cope with it.
Through daily observation, Song Jiamu also discovered that Yun Shuqian is actually a very contradictory person. For example, she is not very good at eating spicy food, but she always wants to try it. She sticks out her tongue when it is spicy, and her delicate little nose is full of...
Don't stop until you're sweating.
Their legs were crossed and touching each other under the table, and Song Jiamu lightly touched her knee.
"What are you doing? You said you want this spicy hotpot."
"You can have two more portions if you want."
Song Jiamu said: "Hey, Yun Shuqian, have you noticed that the relationship between us seems to be getting closer again."
"Really, don't feel good about yourself anymore."
Yun Shuqian didn't look into his eyes and ate a piece of baby cabbage. It was so spicy after being soaked in the soup for a long time.
We are indeed closer. We stayed with him almost all day today, but Yun Shuqian never felt bored for a moment, even when the two of them were not talking.
Song Jiamu had already finished eating first, and she was still eating slowly.
When he saw something for sale outside, he ran out to buy it.
Yun Shuqian was eating Malatang while looking at him. He was waiting. The stall owner took a small stick and the machine sprayed out white sugar threads, which were wrapped around the stick into a big ball, like a good flower.
Big cotton.
There were several children around the stall, and Song Jiamu was standing with these children. They were not even as tall as his legs.
Not long after, Song Jiamu came back to her holding the big cotton flower.
"Here, try it."
Hee hee, he indeed bought it for me.
The girl was in a happy mood, but her face was calm. She hadn't eaten this thing yet. It seemed that it was only eaten by children, but then she thought that he was queuing up with the group of children and bought it specially for her to eat.
It felt like I had become a child and was being pampered by him.
"How can you eat this? It's so big."
"Pull it off the stick, roll it into a ball and eat it?"
"No, they specially made it so fluffy."
"Ah -" he made a feeding sound, holding the candy stick in his hand, and handed the big cotton to her mouth.
Yun Shuqian opened her small mouth and took a bite on the cotton. It felt soft and sticky, with a moderate sweetness, as if she was chewing a cloud. When she ate it, her mood improved.
She squinted her eyes.
"how do you feel?"
"Not bad, a little sweeter than expected."
"It's probably because you ate too much spicy food, so you are more sensitive to sweetness."
"That makes sense."
Yun Shuqian nodded. Maybe it was because the relationship between her and him was too tense before, so he occasionally gently lifted her hair, which made her heart beat like this. Thinking of this, the girl felt at ease. Sure enough,
He is smart and intelligent and can find the answer to any question by himself.
It was very big. Song Jiamu turned around and took a bite from the other side. He had a big mouth and his bite was much shallower than Yun Shushu's.
"Look, now we all eat a candy together, isn't that great?"
"No, it's because you are thick-skinned. If you eat it first, I will definitely not eat it."
Song Jiamu turned the candy half around and handed it to her mouth. Yun Shuqian took another bite.
"Then what can we do to be number one in the world?"
"Of course it's me who has the final say. I admit, compared to the last time you asked me, we are a little better now."
She raised her tender and small little finger and pointed the tip of her thumb at the second square: "That's about it for now."
Song Jiamu opened his palm and counted. There were two spaces for the thumb and three spaces for the other four fingers. The total number was fourteen spaces.
"Only two-fourteenths?!"
"No, classmate Song Jiamu."
Yun Shuqian corrected his mistake: "There is another palm, so it is two-eighths, which is one-fourteenth."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing the shocked look on his face, the girl was very happy and bitten bite after bite.
Humph, don’t be nice to him easily. If you want to buy something, you have to do it at least thirty times. If you touch your hair, you have to do it at least twenty times. If you touch your head, you have to do it at least fifteen times. If you hug him, you have to do it at least ten times. Then you have to sleep once.
For a bed, it would take at least seven visits to barely make up for it.
Bah bah, what was I thinking.
"Then it's only fourteenth percentile now, and we are already like this. When it reaches one hundred percent, won't we..."
"Please don't say shameless words."
"Okay~"
Song Jiamu glanced at her and saw that she had already finished eating.
After thinking about it, he kindly reminded me: "I just took a bite..."
…
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I got home. On the first day of the holiday, the first club activity of the Internet Literature Club ended successfully.
The house was dark and quiet. After spending a whole day with Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian immediately felt deserted when she first returned home.
Then she remembered the haunted house. She was timid and a little scared. The first thing she did when entering the house was to turn on all the lights in the house and turn on the TV. With the sound of the TV, she felt less scared.
It's deserted.
After collecting the clothes that had been dried on the balcony, she went back to her room to take a shower, put on her home clothes, took her keys and mobile phone, and ran to Song Jiamu's house.
"Auntie~"
"Qianqian came to play with Jiamu, come in quickly, where are you playing today?"
"Went to the amusement park."
"How was the game?"
“Very happy!”
"You should go out more during the holidays. Song Jiamu usually stays at home and plays with the computer. When Qian Qian is free, take him to get some sunshine."
Yun Shuqian and Li Yuan were talking in the living room, and Nian Nian was also looking at the little goldfish in front of the fish tank. Song Jiamu was in the room.
Compared to the desertedness of her own home, Yun Shuqian felt that Song Jiamu's home was more cozy, and she would come over every night to hang out and see the cats.
After going to his room several times, Yun Shuqian felt that the living room didn't smell good.
But there was no good reason, so he secretly winked at Nian Nian.
He was busy fighting with the little goldfish every year and ignored her.
Instead, Li Yuan brought a plate of washed strawberries from the kitchen to her: "Qianqian, help me bring it in to that brat."
"oh oh."
Yun Shuqian then picked up the strawberries and stood up.
He knocked on his door, then pushed it open and came in, leaving a crack in the door.
Seeing them both in the room every year, he ran in and touched the door with his soft body, and it closed.
"What are you doing?" She glanced at his computer screen curiously.
Song Jiamu moved very quickly and cut the screen in an instant.
It’s not like he was looking at something pornographic. The computer was connected to his mobile phone. He was saving the photos he took today into the computer and learning how to retouch them.
"Writing an activity report, you asked me to write it."
Yun Shuqian didn't believe it. She had seen him cut the screen, but she was not curious about it, for fear that if he cut back again, she would see something that would make her blush and make her heart beat.
Boys like to look at those things, and I don’t know how they find them. They seem to be particularly talented at this kind of thing, but she has never found that kind of website.
At most, she just jumped from Baidu and saw some heart-pounding advertisements. This level was already shocking to her. When the webpage warned that it was risky, she was so frightened that she quickly closed it.
"Hey, aunt asked me to bring you the strawberries."
Yun Shuqian took two pills from the plate and gave them to him, then climbed onto his bed with the plate in hand.
The girl crawled slowly, her pink and tender soles facing him, skillfully climbed to her usual sitting position, took out the ultra-thin notebook from his backpack, entered the password to open it, leaned her back against the wall, and pulled his quilt cover
Resting his lower body, he held his pillow in his arms, put on his headphones, clicked on a movie, and started watching it while eating strawberries.
Song Jiamu saw her entire set of movements through the small mirror on the table.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was his bed or her bed.