Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 135 It's Impossible Not to Graze the Cows (Subscribe)
Yun Shuqian seemed to understand why 80.00% of the time couples like to stay in hotels when they come out to play.

Because it's really comfortable!
I didn’t feel much when I was outside, but now that I’m back in the hotel room, looking at the warm lights, white mattress, and peaceful environment, a sense of fatigue spreads from my toes to my scalp.

"Woo~! So tired~!"

Yun Shuqian, who seldom exercised, felt like she was about to break down after spending the whole afternoon outside.

As soon as the girl entered the room, she threw herself on the bed with a slap, and rubbed against the soft quilt. Only then did her beautiful calves feel sore. She tensed up for a moment and then relaxed. The comfort spread out, and he hummed a few times comfortably.

"Huh~ I'm exhausted too!"

Even Song Jiamu, who usually exercises regularly, felt sore all over now, and lay down next to her, he lay on his back, and she lay on his back.

Yun Shuqian didn't raise her head, she stretched out her arms to push him: "Go away, you don't have a bed yourself, what are you doing lying here with me!"

"Master President, I think it is necessary for me to remind you that this seems to be my bed, and your bed is inside."

"... Your reminder makes me very unhappy."

"Take a bath, you won't be so tired after taking a bath."

Song Jiamu turned over and sat up beside the bed, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the screen, the lock screen interface was also the photo of him and her, with yellow walls and black tiles on both sides, bluestone roads under his feet, and high floors in the distance There are red ribbons hanging under the shade of trees. The sky in early summer is blue and clear. He and she are walking among them, laughing and eating popsicles. The photo shows their backs, but at this moment the two sides But they turned their heads to look at each other tacitly, leaving this smiling face with only each other's side faces.

"It's eight o'clock."

"Hmm..." She was still lying under the quilt, her voice was soft.

Because of her dishonest posture, the long skirt slipped up slightly, exposing the girl's fair and lustrous calves. She still hadn't taken off her little white shoes. She probably felt that Song Jiamu was noisy, so she hopped on the pair a little annoyed. Little white legs.

Song Jiamu threw the phone aside, sat by the bed and changed into slippers.

Yun Shuqian couldn't see his movements, but could guess his movements through the sound and the movement of the bed.

Suddenly, her calves were embraced.

Yun Shuqian was startled, and quickly propped himself up and turned his head to look.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Help you take off your shoes."

"Don't take it off, tickle..."

Yun Shuqian refused to let him take it off, broke away from his calf, turned over and sat up by herself, took off the white shoes in a hurry, then took off the white socks and stuffed them into the shoe tube, pink pink The tender little feet were exposed.

Her slippers were on the other side of her bed, and she didn't bother to get up to get them, so she lay down on the bed again.

Song Jiamu secretly hooked her fingers on the soles of her pink feet, and then the little foot got under the quilt like a snail's eye was touched.

Yun Shuqian turned her head and gave him a fierce look.

"If you don't take a bath, then I will wash first."

"Hurry up and wash."

"Then you first?"

"I don't want it, anyway, you wash it quickly..."

Song Jiamu opened the balcony door and stretched out his arms to take in all the clothes that were drying. Her little underwear was also dried, because Song Jiamu rubbed it several times to make sure it was very dry.

It was a strange feeling that both of them had their underwear hanging together.

Song Jiamu took the clothes into the room and brought her slippers by the bed.

"I'll collect your clothes for you and put them on your bed."

"..."

Yun Shuqian was stunned for a while, then raised her body and turned her head to look.

Because her little face was buried in the quilt, she was a little red from being bored, she saw the set of underwear that had been put in under the quilt, even though he looked at it and touched it, the reserved girl still couldn't let it open like this Then, he got up again and hid them under the quilt, and then returned to his bed to lie on his stomach.

"I'm going to take a shower, you are not allowed to eavesdrop." Song Jiamu imitated her saying that.

"...Get out, who wants to eavesdrop on you."

When the bathroom door was closed and there was the sound of dripping water, Yun Shuqian lifted her face from the quilt.

She turned over and lay on her back with a quilt on her back. From her thighs to her lower abdomen, she was flat, until her chest showed lovely ups and downs.

Holding his pillow in her arms, Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone while listening to the sound of him taking a bath, and set the group photo as the background of Song Zhutou's private chat.

The edges are also slightly cropped to fit the chat window perfectly.

After setting these, she opened the photo album again, sorted out all the photos taken today, and sent those that could be sent to her mother for viewing, and those that could not be sent were hidden in the garbled photo album.

Song Jiamu took a quick shower, and when she came out, she was still sitting on the bed.

Seeing that he had finished washing, Yun Shuqian plugged in his phone to charge it, and ran to the bathroom with his clothes in his hands.

The bathroom still has hot air and a faint fragrance of shower gel, which is full of his smell after taking a shower.

Perhaps because of this, Yun Shuqian insisted on letting him wash first.

Otherwise, this perverted guy must have run into the bathroom to breathe desperately while she was hot after washing.

Yun Shuqian thought while smelling it.

Take off the clothes on his body, he didn't throw his underpants inside tonight, he just washed them in the shower.

The girl secretly thought it was a pity.

Otherwise, she would have to spray him with a shower.

When she is not sweating, she usually washes her hair every two days, but if she is sweating, she has to wash her hair every day.

In fact, washing her hair is not too troublesome, you can wash it while taking a shower, thinking that he will help her dry her hair, Yun Shuqian is also willing to wash her hair.

Every inch of my body is rubbed with shower gel for a fragrant fragrance. The water pressure of the shower in the hotel is higher than that at home, which makes it very comfortable to wash.

She closed her eyes, her pretty face was slightly red...

It took a while to put the rain shower to other locations.

Not in a hurry to wash off the bubbles, she squeezed toothpaste, brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth, and finally rinsed off the bubbles on her body, making it slippery and delicious.

If it was in her own room, she would come out after drying herself with a bath towel, because there was still a little moisture left on her body, it would be more comfortable to wear pajamas after drying naturally, after all, she had only her own room at home.

But not here in the hotel, Yun Shuqian had no doubt that if she went out with only a bath towel on, something dangerous would definitely happen.

There is a fixed hair dryer in the bathroom of the hotel. She took a simple blower to blow the moisture on her body, and then changed her clothes. By the way, she squeezed some shower gel into the changed underwear and washed them. There is a small washing machine outside the balcony, but she will never Will use it for laundry.

Coming out of the bathroom, Yun Shuqian took the washed clothes and walked to the balcony naturally, but she was peeking at Song Jiamu from the corner of her eye.

He was sitting on the bed with his feet covered by the quilt, gnawing on an apple in one hand, and watching short videos on his phone in the other.

I don't know what he brushed, but he was very engrossed in watching it, and his teeth were also very good. The apple rustled, and he could bite off a big piece in one bite.

【...Using a scraper to drain the dirty water as much as possible, the little brother didn't expect that this is actually a pink carpet!Then rinse it with a high-pressure water gun, the small carpet contains a lot of energy, good guy, the dirty water is endless...]

The more Song Jiamu watched, the more excited he became, he didn't even notice that Yun Shuqian had finished drying his clothes, and sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, wiping his hair with a towel.

"What are you looking at..." Hurry up and dry my hair!

"Wash the carpet, this carpet is incredible, it's so refreshing to look at!"

"You must be watching a beauty video."

"Well, see for yourself."

Song Jiamu gave her the phone, ate the apple in a few bites, took another one from the plastic bag, got up and went to the bathroom to wash it and handed it to her.

Yun Shuqian was also attracted by the dirty carpet. She didn't expect that since she also had such a bad taste, after watching the beginning of the video, she couldn't help but keep watching until the black carpet was washed out of its original color. .

"No peeling, I don't want..." Yun Shuqian looked at the apple in his hand.

"I didn't bring a knife, I also ate with the skin."

"Apple peels get stuck in your throat."

"Then you can chew it with your teeth. Would you like me to chew it for you?"

Song Jiamu remembered that when he was a child, his front teeth were very useful, and he could gnaw off the apple skin with a swipe, and then Yun Shuqian ate the apple flesh he gnawed out with his help.

"nausea."

Yun Shuqian took the apple, and slowly gnawed the apple peel with her small teeth.

She was sitting by the bed, and Song Jiamu sat behind her with a hairdryer, unwrapped the wrapped towel, and the girl's soft and fragrant hair fell loose.

She was wearing home-style shorts, with a pair of white and firm thighs close together, looking forward from behind her, this kind of scenery is really beautiful.

Yun Shuqian was looking at the carpet washing, while Song Jiamu was looking at her legs, holding her hair and blowing it slowly, so that she could look at it for a while longer.

Song Jiamu's eyesight is very good, and the light in the room is bright and warm, which makes the girl's legs fairer and her skin has a translucent texture, especially when the two legs are close together, the tight gap in the middle makes it impossible to look away.

It's a pity that the video is only 5 minutes long. After watching the video, Yun Shuqian put the phone aside, maybe because she noticed the hot eyes behind her, she took the pillow to cover her thighs, preventing him from watching.

Too much!
No grass for cattle, only work for cattle!Evil capitalists!

Without the benefit of looking at his legs, Song Jiamu's hair-drying speed was much faster, and Yun Shuqian was still enjoying blowing his hair, but he quickly said it was done.

"You, can you blow it for a while, I feel like my hair is not dry yet..."

"It's very dry and my hands are sore and tired."

According to the variable control method and past research observations, the monkey-like girl quickly found out the reason for his exceptionally short hair-drying time this time.

She calmly removed the pillow covering her lap, and generously revealed this touch of whiteness in front of him again.

"Blow it for a while, please help me massage my scalp like before..."

"Okay, I suddenly feel that my hands are not sore."

Song Jiamu regained his spirits all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)