Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 141 About Love Experience (Subscribe)

"Looking at it this way, the problem is a bit serious." Song Jiamu looked serious.

"...Huh? What did you say?" Yun Shuqian looked at the hands of the two people who were shamelessly interlocking their fingers. She, who was always smart, seemed to have a high delay, and her reaction was half a beat slower.

"I said, your problem is serious!"

"what is the problem?"

Listening to his tone, Yun Shuqian felt as if she had an incurable disease.

"Is it really not feeling at all? Holding hands, interlocking fingers?" Song Jiamu emphasized the fact that the two were holding hands.

Yun Shuqian's face became even redder, and she looked at a small grass by the roadside with a guilty conscience, her pupils trembled and she shook her head and said, "...No."

"Okay then, you can only continue to hold until you feel it."

"...??"

"Actually, it's not that there are none, it's just..."

She was about to speak when the bus came.

Song Jiamu led her into the car: "Get in the car first, and go to the shopping center, right?"

"Um……"

Being led by him into the car, Yun Shuqian felt full of security.

There are not many passengers in the bus, and there are two window seats in the left back seat.

Yun Shuqian wanted to sit inside, so Song Jiamu had no choice but to let go of her left hand.

After holding the hand for more than ten minutes, as soon as he let go, Yun Shuqian immediately felt that he was connected to 5G, and the wind blew through the greasy sweat on his palm, bringing a burst of coolness, and the whole person's thinking was instantly smooth, intense Her heartbeat finally calmed down gradually, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did she feel that she had found herself again, and raised her small hand in embarrassment to pat Song Jiamu's shoulder twice.

"You are going to die! There were so many people just now! They were all seen!"

"Hey...what are you afraid of? No one knows us. Since we want to try it, of course we have to try it to the end. I don't think it's enough."

"not enough?!"

Is this not the end yet, Yun Shuqian felt that she was pushed to the top of her heart by this sudden scorching heat!
She was sitting by the window, leaning against the window and curled up into a ball. The hand he had held was firmly hidden in her bosom, and she refused to let him hold it again.

"Try another hand."

"I do not want."

"Try it."

Song Jiamu reached out and grabbed her right hand. She was a little bit shy, but she didn't resist like a few days ago, and she didn't hit him, but simply competed with him.

But her strength was not one-third as strong as Song Jiamu's. Song Jiamu easily pulled her right hand into his arms.

The girl tightly clenched her little fist, refusing to open her hand to hold his hand.

Her hands are so small, so the fist she clenches is naturally too small.

The five fingers are tender, thin, and soft.

Song Jiamu went into battle with both hands, one hand grabbed her wrist, and the other hand opened her fingers one by one.

Open her thumb first, and hold her thumb with the other hand to prevent her from closing it again, and then continue to open her index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, and the girl's tender palm is exposed.

This process is like opening a flower bud.

Song Jiamu had a great time. After opening her palm, he slid four fingers in from her palm, making contact with her fingers, and clasped them tightly together.

Feeling the two's palms touching, Yun Shuqian's heart began to beat disobediently again.

Fortunately, this time I was sitting, even if my legs were weak and I couldn't walk, it didn't matter, the process of playing hands with him was so much fun.

She still refused to admit defeat, even though Song Jiamu had forcibly interlocked her fingers against the girl's will, but her five fingers were still open in a daze, refusing to close them and holding him instead.

"You have to hold me too."

"I do not."

"Hold, you hold."

Song Jiamu's other hand went into battle again, closing her thumb first, then her index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger.

Seeing that she finally held his hand, Song Jiamu was satisfied.

Just as he took the other hand away, her five fingers spread open again in a daze.

Looking up at her, she seemed a little proud.

"I won't do it."

"I still can't cure you?"

Song Jiamu didn't take her hand away at all, and closed her other hand again, wrapping her five fingers.

So it became Song Jiamu's two hands holding her one hand, which were still resting on his lap, so tightly that no one could separate them.

The scalding heat came from the palm, Yun Shu blushed a little, coyly, but did not break free again, and patted him twice angrily with the other hand.

"You, are you ashamed?"

"Do you feel it now?"

Song Jiamu covered her little hand and asked expectantly.

Feeling guilty, she turned her head and looked out of the window, where there was his reflection.

"No."

"Impossible, now?"

He squeezed it tighter, and the palms of the two were pressed together tightly, and both of them could feel the sticky sweat in it, and their heartbeats also accelerated.

A girl who is as smart as a monkey won't be thrilled just because she holds a small hand!No, no!

Even though all the cells in her body were jumping for joy, even though her brain was dyed brilliant pink, even though her immature chest was about to explode due to tension, she still raised her other hand, pinching the little finger with her thumb to tell he:
"It's just a little bit of a feeling..."

Excited, Song Jiamu moved his butt and got closer to her, so the blush on her pretty face spread down, even her neck turned red.

"Tell me, what exactly is it like?"

"...It's just, it's so hot."

"Like it?"

"Ok?"

"Do you like me holding your hand? Do you feel the heartbeat?"

"..."

Yun Shuqian didn't answer him, but the hand held by him completely softened and let him hold it.

"Then, what about you? Do you like it? Do you like holding my hand? Do you feel the heartbeat?"

"like."

Song Jiamu described his feelings: "I feel my heart beating very fast, and your hands are soft and small, just like a baby."

"……what?"

"I said you were like a baby."

Hearing that she was like a baby, Yun Shuqian instantly felt a strong sense of pampering, so much so that she wanted to throw herself into his arms and whimper.

She, she is 20 years old!And said she looks like a baby!How can you coax a girl like this?

But obviously, she took advantage of this sentence very much, and her body became a little softer, and she could no longer keep her back straight in the seat, looking limp.

"Do you want to feel my heartbeat?" Song Jiamu asked.

"Can you?" Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian immediately became interested.

Two people who have never been in a relationship before, seem to be doing scientific research, conducting various tests on the effects of holding hands.

"I didn't lie to you, you can tell by touching it, my heart beats really fast."

"To be seen..."

"It's okay, we are behind, they can't see."

Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian stretched out her other little hand, and gently covered his chest.

He was only wearing a thin T-shirt, and the young heart in his chest was beating non-stop, perhaps because of the temperature of her palm, the heartbeat speed became faster.

"How about it?"

"...the heart is beating."

"I know, living people must be able to dance."

"...becoming very fast."

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"...Did you control it yourself?"

"I'm not good at it."

The girl's hands felt his body temperature, covering his heart, and the intense beating gave her a strong sense of reality.

Song Jiamu really didn't lie to her, he really liked holding hands with her, he was really moved.

No need to explain in words, that intense heartbeat is the most real emotion, as if in the same frequency, her heartbeat also speeds up along with his.

This is good, if only her heartbeat is fast and nervous, then she will never hold his hand again in the future.

After a while, Yun Shuqian was finally willing to take her hands off his chest.

"I want to touch yours too."

"... Get out."

Song Jiamu was about to reach out her hand when she slapped it away with a series of small slaps.

"Actually, you also have feelings, right, you will be nervous and heartbroken just like me, a feeling you have never experienced before."

"...Song Jiamu, won't it look weird for us to do this?"

"No, look at us holding hands all the way, everyone seems to think it's normal when they see it, just experience love, if you don't try it, how will you know whether you want to fall in love or not."

Yun Shuqian thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason. If she was asked to choose someone to try, she would definitely choose Song Zhutou. After all, the two of them are very good now. Holding hands is also possible.

She remembered very clearly that since the day of departure, Song Jiamu had already held her hand six times as No. 20, and every time he held and let go was counted.

Even if it was only the shortest two or three seconds, she still remembered it clearly.

This time was the longest time holding hands, and it was also the most intense time, and it was also the time she didn't resist.

"Just trying it out," she emphasized.

"Well, try it seriously yourself." Song Jiamu relaxed the hand holding her, and she could easily withdraw it.

But Yun Shuqian didn't withdraw her hand.

After hesitating for a while, she took the initiative to hold his hand forcefully.

There is a difference between being active and being passive.

Song Jiamu only felt her little hand exerting force, like a slippery little crucian carp in his palm, she squeezed his fingertips curiously, the fingertips and his fingertips rubbed lightly, feeling each other The rubbing of fingerprints brought shock after wave to my heart.

She took the initiative to close his palms with her palms, feeling the sweat of each other's palms blending.

Yun Shuqian's heart is like a deer bumping into each other, and the two are connected to each other, as if they are firmly attracted by a magnetic field. This is an indescribable experience.

Is this what love is like?

In a strange city, she is actually experiencing love with Song Zhutou!
Anyway, it's just a small hand, anyway, it's only these few days, anyway, no one knows...

Anyway, after going back, she won't agree to do this again...

(End of this chapter)