As a post-00s generation, both pen and paper and nerds strictly abide by the etiquette of online dating.
The two met at a literary forum and became best pen pals. They could talk about everything from prehistoric civilization to the Trisolaran invasion. How could there be people in the world who hit it off so well? What a rare fate!
In the past two years, I have almost never taken the initiative to inquire about the other party's real-life information, such as photos, videos, videos, etc. Although I was very envious, I held back, so I just chatted about the appearance of the Trisolaran that day.
That's why we decided to have sex together.
To be honest, before today, Song Jiamu didn't particularly care what the otaku on the other end of the network cable looked like, even if she was a cat who could play with a mobile phone.
But the promised face was lost, and the little bug in my heart was aroused, and I wanted to know more and more what she looked like.
The video call had been ringing for almost a minute, but the other party still didn't answer. Song Jiamu didn't hang up, and just left it like that.
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Yun Shuqian next door was holding his cell phone and anxiously looking around. Should he answer it or not?
As luck would have it, the best pen pal I have known for two years turned out to be Song Jiamu, a nasty guy, and Li Liyuan is in trouble...
I hung up directly because I was afraid of arousing his suspicion, as if I felt guilty.
And she really wants to see him!
Of course it's not the feeling of 'want to see him', but the feeling of 'I'll hide in the dark and secretly see how you stinky', like when I was a kid, I dug a hole in the sand on purpose and used twigs and paper to disguise it.
What a hole, I can hide in the corner secretly covering my mouth and watch some unlucky guy step in, and then I can laugh out loud.
When the call was about to hang up automatically, Yun Shuqian covered the phone's camera with her left hand and carefully pressed the green video connect button with her right hand.
Hold your breath and dare not make any sound.
She was sitting by the bed, her cute little snow-white feet nervously pressed together in a nagging position, and her toes digging into each other nervously.
There was a slight network delay, and then Song Jiamu appeared on the mobile phone screen.
Yun Shuqian was speechless. The last trace of Song Jiamu's possibility that it was not paper and pen also disappeared at this moment.
It’s really him!!
Song Jiamu in the video didn't seem to have reacted yet. After being stunned for a while, he rearranged his phone. He seemed to be blushing a little and his eyes were slightly uncomfortable.
He cleared his throat and asked softly: "Zhaidu, can you see me?"
So gentle!!
Why do all boys have two voices?
After being transformed by electronic equipment, and with his gentle tone, if he didn't know it was him, Yun Shuqian might have been stunned for a while.
Yun Shuqian was beaten to death without saying a word.
If this was accidentally exposed, then she would be just like the Trisolarans, dehydrated and burned.
Song Jiamu waited for a while like a gentleman. When he saw that the person on the other side was still silent and the screen was black, he asked again: "Can you hear me?"
During this period, Yun Shuqian kept looking at him.
To be honest, this feeling is weird.
A person she knew so well showed a completely different side in front of her. Suddenly, she felt like her personality had been overturned, and she inexplicably wanted to know more about him.
This wretch has never spoken to her like this!
"Hello? Can't you hear me? Is the network not very good? I'll try using 5g..."
Song Jiamu at the other end of the video was a little embarrassed talking to himself. He stretched out his hand to fiddle with his phone, maybe pulling down the status bar to check the wifi connection status.
Idiot Song Jiamu! Idiot Song Jiamu! Forget about using 5g, you can’t see me even if you use 6g!
Yun Shuqian spoke, deliberately suppressing his voice, and carefully squeezed out one word from his throat: "Well..."
Let alone Song Jiamu, even if her mother came, you wouldn't be able to tell it was her just by hearing this word.
Song Jiamu paid attention with all his concentration. Although the voice was very small, he heard it.
So Yun Shuqian saw the change in his expression. He rubbed his nose and looked a little shy?
"I thought there was something wrong with the network. But the sound on your end is a bit low, and you can't see the picture..."
Yun Shuqian repeated his old trick and turned it into a small clamp. There was no special clamp. It was somewhere between clamping and not clamping. It was probably equivalent to the level of a girl acting coquettishly in your ear when she just woke up.
She whispered: "The camera is broken..."
Song Jiamu seemed a little disappointed, but he was already prepared to be rejected, so he was not very disappointed, nor did he force her to show his face. As a gentleman, he was very polite.
Yun Shuqian looked at the environment of the room, thought for a while, and changed the front camera to the rear camera, so her cute little feet appeared on the screen.
A picture suddenly appeared on the originally dark screen, and Song Jiamu suddenly became energetic.
Seeing these little feet that seemed a little shy, he became more energetic.
The girl's feet stepped on the snow-white carpet beside the bed, which highlighted the whiteness of her skin. The five pink and clean toes exposed were extraordinarily beautiful, and she was curled up slightly in shyness at this moment.
Song Jiamu is not a foot-controller, but he still has to praise how beautiful it is. It has reached food grade, and it is not impossible to use it to step on Laotan pickled vegetables.
Judging from this pair of feet, the owner should not be very tall, but the skin must be very white, and the ankles are also very thin, indicating a slim figure. The toenails are all healthy and shiny, and they are not painted with nail polish and are not trimmed.
She is very neat and tidy. Judging from the snow-white carpet in the background of the picture, she is a girl who loves cleanliness and is very well-behaved at home.
This is reasoning! It's not some LSP! Song Jiamu found a suitable reason for all the associations that appeared in his mind at the same time.
He likes girls who are not tall, he likes girls with fair skin, and he likes girls who are well-behaved at home.
Such a girl can be hugged whole, which is the first choice body shape for first love.
If the above conditions are similar, except for clouds.
They say you can tell whether a beauty is beautiful by looking at her face, or not. In short, when she saw her little feet, Song Jiamu was already very satisfied.
"Your rear camera is quite clear. Are you sitting next to the bed?"
"Um……"
Perhaps the girl noticed some kind of lecherous gaze, and with a swoosh, the pair of little feet disappeared from the screen, leaving only the white snowflakes on the carpet on the screen.
Pervert identification +1!
When Song Jiamu was observing her feet, Yun Shuqian was observing his eyes.
Sure enough, this nasty guy has strange habits!
Even so, she felt a little inexplicable pride in her heart. She knew that Song Jiamu usually deliberately harmed her. Look, regardless of her identity, Yun Shuqian was quite charming.
Song Jiamu attributed his lack of words to shyness, so he took the initiative and said, "How about we chat by typing?"
"Um……"
She is such a shy girl. She only says a little bit every time and her voice is so small.
Yun Shuqian, learn how to be a girl!
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(The contract has been quarantined due to the epidemic. We can only ask the editor to help change the status first)