Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 110 The Girl's Waist (for Subscription)

"Jiamu, let's have dinner together to celebrate?"

"It's getting late, I have to go back, you guys eat, and I'll be counted in AA."

"It's fine if you say so!"

Song Jiamu went to get his bag from behind the basketball hoop, and instead of changing his shorts, he took off his jersey, revealing his sturdy upper body.

The effect of this month's exercise is very good. There is no trace of fat on his abdomen. Even if he does not exert himself hard, there are faint traces of angular abdominal muscles. The biceps and triceps are also very beautiful, with a streamlined beauty.

Even Xiaodoudou... This one can't be exercised, but the two chest muscles are very beautiful and strong, so Xiaodoudou looks good too.

After taking off the jersey, he opened his schoolbag, took out a towel to wipe off the sweat on his body, then put the wet jersey into a plastic bag, stuffed it back into the schoolbag, and put on the T-shirt he wore during the day.

He raised his arm and smelled himself. Although he was sweating a lot, he didn't smell much. Unless he didn't take a bath overnight, he would definitely smell it tomorrow.

The hairstyle was also a bit messy, and he casually stroked it back with the palm of his hand, revealing his smooth forehead.

He looks really handsome, the type that shows his forehead, even a bald head looks good.

He shaved his head during a summer vacation before, because I don’t know who said that the hair grows better after shaving his head.

The embarrassing period from bald head to hair regrowth was also his ugliest time. Every time Yun Shuqian met him, he always laughed at him, saying that he looked like a flower monk who broke his precepts, evil and ruffian.

Song Jiamu also has a pair of glasses. He is not short-sighted, and the glasses are flat lenses. When he wants to pretend to be aggressive, he wears glasses, so he immediately becomes gentle.

Putting the backpack on one shoulder, Song Jiamu got up to check if there was anything missing.

Look at the time, it's already 05:30 in the afternoon.

The people who had just watched the game on the court dispersed, and Yun Shuqian also left.

Two girls from the next class were walking towards him, looking a little shy, maybe they wanted to send WeChat messages, Song Jiamu ignored them, took big strides, and quickly walked away.

Without sending a message to Yun Shuqian, he came to the place where the electric car was parked.

Sure enough, he saw her.

At the beginning, the two would go home together only when they met, but gradually they would tacitly wait for each other to go home together. After getting the electric car, they even went home together every day.

Naturally, the reserved girl would not wait for him to go with him in front of so many classmates. After the game was over, she would come over to the electric car first.

Electric cars and bicycles are piled up here, and the cars of the two are inside.

Before Song Jiamu came, she moved the bicycles around the electric car by herself.

Yun Shuqian is small and has little strength, so she turned the bag behind her back, and moved the blocked bicycles away one after another in a sexual manner, and she had to be careful not to damage other people's cars. After a long time, the vacancy finally cleared.

When Song Jiamu came here, he saw her carrying a bicycle.

She hasn't seen him yet. After moving, she put her hips on her hips and looked exhausted.

Seemingly feeling something, she looked back and saw Song Jiamu coming, so she put her hands on her hips again, put them behind her buttocks, and pretended to kick a small stone with her little white shoes.

"You are quite strong."

"of course."

Yun Shu snorted lightly, since he saw her, she would not refute her initiative to help move the car.

Otherwise, she would definitely say, 'That's how I came here. It must be that your car is too aggressive. No one will put a car next to you. go home together'

When Song Jiamu came over, Yun Shuqian stepped aside, unlocked the car, put in the key, and slowly exited the car.

The path cleared by the girl was spacious, and he poured it out smoothly.

"I saw they were talking about dinner in the group, why don't you go?" Yun Shuqian asked.

"Then if I go, don't you wait here until dark?"

"I'm not stupid, I'll just wait for you for 3 minutes at most."

"boarding."

Song Jiamu turned the car around, put his feet on the ground, and turned his backpack to his chest.

Yun Shuqian supported his shoulders and sat down on the back seat of the car.

"You sweat a lot, it stinks."

"No, I don't even smell it."

Song Jiamu thought for a while and said, "Why don't you drive tonight?"

"I drive?" Yun Shuqian blinked.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

"Okay!"

Song Jiamu got out of the car and supported the car. When she moved from the back to the front seat, Yun Shuqian supported the front of the car, with both feet on the ground and toes slightly padded, with an excited look on her face.

"Get in the car. My driving skills are definitely better than yours. I passed the driver's license test once."

"Don't mention the driver's license test. It's just a blind cat and a dead mouse. Have you ever driven a car after you got the license?"

"Of course there is."

Yun Shuqian would not tell him that it was her first time driving on the road, and her father who was sitting in the co-pilot was very worried.

She has never driven an electric car before, but it is not much different from a bicycle, and novices can get started quickly.

"You try it first."

Song Jiamu was not in a hurry to go up, "Just drive slowly here, get used to it, the accelerator is here, the brake is here, usually the rear brake is enough, don't use the front brake when you are moving forward, otherwise you will nod suddenly... ..."

"Look under me."

Yun Shuqian turned the accelerator lightly, and the car started to drive slowly. She was indeed not very skilled, and she looked a little wobbly.

But she was very excited, and felt it was fun. After going around here for two laps, she felt that she could do it.

"Helmet on."

"Okay, come up."

"Then drive slowly."

"I'm fine."

Seeing Song Jiamu's frightened face, Yun Shuqian was very satisfied.

She imitated him, put her feet on the ground, stabilized the car and waited for him to get in the car.

Song Jiamu was tall and had long legs, so he didn't need to hold her shoulders when he got in the car. He just lifted his legs and sat in the back.

The electric car is obviously pressed down a bit, but it is still very stable.

Yun Shuqian said proudly, "That's all. Although you are heavy, I still support you very firmly."

Song Jiamu lifted his legs that were also on the ground.

Yun Shuqian immediately felt that the car became very heavy!
"Is it okay?"

"……no problem!"

So Song Jiamu stretched out his generous palms and wrapped them around her waist.

The girl's waist is astonishingly thin, and Song Jiamu suddenly understood the meaning of the idiom Yingying grasping it. It was very thin, soft and comfortable. He could feel her petiteness. He covered her belly tightly.

Yun Shuqian forgot about this, the moment he hugged her waist, her whole body was stiff, her waist straightened instantly, and she felt the heat of his palm, and the tingling sensation rippling.

No, no, no!It's impossible to ride a bike like this!
She subconsciously began to twist, and the car shook.

Fortunately, before driving, Song Jiamu immediately put his feet on the ground to stabilize the car from shaking.

Yun Shuqian's face was flushed, and she raised her little hand to pat the hands that were still hugging her waist.

"Loosen, let go! Itchy!"

"Then it's dangerous if I don't hold it."

Song Jiamu seemed to have caught her dead spot, but he didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter, and secretly scratched her itchy flesh with his fingers.

Yun Shuqian was shy and laughing, she couldn't break his hand, and she couldn't let go when she beat him, but she was still sitting in the car, her lower body couldn't move, twisting like a little loach.

After teasing her for a while, Song Jiamu let go.

Yun Shuqian ran down quickly, raised her little hand to hit him and pinch him, her little face was so red that it was about to drip water.

"Don't hit, don't hit... It hurts! Look at me and say it's hard to control. If I hug you, you won't be able to bear it, and you still say me..."

"You tickled me!"

"I didn't move my hand, you scratched yourself when you twisted yourself."

"Crap!"

After a while, after the embarrassing girl finished venting, Song Jiamu opened the visor of the helmet. Fortunately, there was a helmet, and she was beating the helmet so hard just now.

"Then you still drive?"

"Not open."

Knowing that this annoying ghost did it on purpose, Yun Shuqian didn't dare to drive anymore. Even though she was an old driver, when she was hugged by him, she probably didn't even bother to read the traffic lights.

Song Jiamu sat in the driver's seat, leaving a seat in the back seat.

"Get in the car."

"Touch a girl's waist casually like you, and sooner or later someone will be sent to the police."

As Yun Shuqian said, she sat on the back seat, hugged his waist with both hands, grinned badly, and tickled him with her fingers in retaliation.

Song Jiamu was ticklish, and couldn't stand being scratched by her, so he grabbed her troublesome little hand.

Yun Shuqian was startled, but he held her two little hands firmly, and he pulled forward, and she couldn't help sticking to his back.

Why was she like this just now, but with two different effects? !She suffers both positively and negatively? !

"Relax quickly..."

"Then you are not allowed to scratch me, it is very dangerous to drive like this."

"Don't scratch, don't scratch, let go...!"

Only then did Song Jiamu let go of her, and she twisted his waist, her breathing and heartbeat were fast, but she didn't dare to mess around like just now.

The electric car made a low sound, and slowly accelerated forward. The wind blew away the heat from the girl's cheeks. She held his waist again, and this time obediently did not move.

"The clouds are sparse."

"what."

"What do you think of me playing today?"

"Pay attention to the words, I went to watch our class compete."

"Is my dunk handsome?"

"I didn't see it."

"Who believes it?"

Song Jiamu rode steadily, the wind brought his scent, the two chatted one after another, shuttled through the bustle of the city, hugged his waist, and didn't have to worry about being surrounded by sudden loneliness.

"Go to the market." Yun Shuqian said when he was almost home.

Song Jiamu turned a corner and drove towards the market.

"What kind of food do you want to buy?"

"Toon."

"It's really not targeting editors, is it?"

"If the toon is not recommended, then eat the toon. Have you ever eaten scrambled eggs with toon?"

"No, is it delicious?"

"I'm sure it's delicious."

"Then I'll send a message to my dad later, saying that I'm eating at school, and then I'll sneak over to your house to have dinner with you."

"..."

Just like riding an electric car home together, eating with someone is also an addictive thing.

Recently, whenever he was free, Song Jiamu would tell his parents that he ate at school, and then secretly cook with her.

Yun Shuqian always felt that this was strange, but she couldn't refuse.

"What are you going to do that weekend?"

Yun Shuqian asked him: "Now both of our new books have been signed, and the book will be released on Monday. I think we should save more manuscripts. You should be at home this weekend, right?"

"Yes, there is nothing else anyway, I plan to go to your house to code with you."

"Ah."

Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian was in a good mood. Of course, it was not because she could see him all the time, but because...

She didn't figure out why until she got home after shopping for vegetables.

(End of this chapter)