Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 152 The Reserved Girl Doesn't Fit Into You (Subscribe)

When Yun Shuqian returned home, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Jiamu sent her back with her backpack, and as soon as the door was closed, he was punched twice by Yun Shuqian.

"Ouch!"

Song Jiamu looked like he was dying of pain, but he could clearly feel that Yun Shuqian's hammering on him was getting weaker and weaker. When she hammered him with a blushing face like this, she seemed a little coquettish.

"You're going to die! You dare to do this even when uncles and aunts are at home! If you are seen, seen..."

The more the girl thought about it, the more ashamed she became, but why didn't she dare to refuse loudly?

If he had done what he did before, Yun Shuqian would definitely yell, "Auntie!Song Jiamu touch me!He is playing hooligans! ’, and Auntie would be on the battlefield in five seconds to save her innocence.

An increasingly uncontrollable emotion grew wantonly in her heart. Could it be that she was really going to turn back into a clingy person like she was when she was a child?
"If anyone sees it, I'll say I'm lustful." Song Jiamu said while holding her two hands.

Whenever he stood face to face with her like this, and held her two hands, Yun Shuqian felt that she couldn't even speak hard.

"Hmph, it's best like this."

"Then I'll go back and get the computer. Let's code together later?"

"No."

"There's no one in your house."

"I'm not here either."

Yun Shuqian said.The two hands held by him were soft, and she shook them gently like a child. She liked this feeling very much.

"Where are you going then?"

"I made an appointment with Caiyi to go shopping."

"Count me in."

"Go back soon, you, how can you send someone home and stay in someone else's house for so long."

"Okay, okay, I'll go then."

Song Jiamu held her hands and slowly backed away. When he reached the door, he suddenly pinched her four fingers again and lifted her little hand up. Then he lowered his head and quickly kissed the back of her tender hand. a mouthful.

The girl's face flushed, and when she was about to pat him, he laughed and opened the door and slipped away.

There was a wet and cool feeling on the back of her hand, and she was alone at the door in a daze for a long time.

In the end, she didn't know what she was thinking, she held the hand he had kissed, looked at the back of her hand, her shoulders shrank, a bright smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she lowered her head and pressed her lips against it.

With a crisp pop.

"Yun Shuqian, you are so perverted!"

Covering her face, the girl ran into the room, threw herself on the bed, embraced the sleeping bear, and carefully recalled all the details of this vacation that touched her heart.

Now that he dared to insult her hands like this at the beginning, wouldn't he want to insult her small mouth after a while?

It can't be like this!She's not as good as him yet!How could you agree to such a thing so easily!

I stayed with him for five consecutive days, from morning till night, from opening my eyes to closing them, and now I'm alone at home quietly, Yun Shuqian is still not used to it.

Finally getting up from the bed, she took the quilt to the balcony to dry, then packed all the luggage, and put the unwashed dirty clothes into the washing machine.

Picking up the little skirt he gave her, she gesticulated on her body in front of the mirror.

After removing the tag, she put on this beautiful little dress.

Yuan Caiyi also sent a WeChat message.

"Honey, are you out yet?"

"almost there!"

Yun Shuqian was wearing this little skirt, because she wasn't shopping with him, so she didn't have anything to prepare for. She put on a small bag, changed her shoes, and went out to meet Yuan Caiyi.

……

Song Jiamu was typing in the room by himself, and Nian Nian also jumped onto the table and got down beside his hand.

"Meow?"

Nian Nian looked at his computer screen curiously, he was communicating with a custom craftsman.

[Are there any requirements on the shape?Two people holding hands? 】

"You don't need to hold hands, can you carry it?"

[Yes, it would be great if there is a photo, I will help you make an original painting first, if you think it is ok, then I will help you make a figure]

"Photo, let me think about it."

Song Jiamu opened the phone album and found a photo of him and Yun Shuqian, she was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt, he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, his shoes were gray, hers were white, and she was wearing a pair of clothes on her shoulders. Carrying a small bag and a water bottle, both of them have the same appearance and hairstyle, but it's a pity that they don't carry them on their backs.

He wanted to make a figure of the scene where he was carrying her on a rainy night. This was his birthday present for her.

It has been many years since I gave her a birthday present, and Yun Shuqian is not short of anything. For girls, they would prefer such a commemorative gift.

It's like the Rilakkuma that Song Jiamu gave her when she was nine years old, which symbolizes the lifelong friendship between the two, and she has kept it until now.

Song Jiamu didn't believe what she said, 'I just found it out of an old box recently and forgot to put it back', it was obviously a blunt mouth, and she actually never forgot about him.

So after many years, when I gave her a birthday present again, the most meaningful thing was that the scene of him carrying her behind his back was made into a figure.

It's a pity that Song Jiamu doesn't know how to make figures himself. If he could, he would definitely do it himself.

"The photo is sent to you, take a look."

[Wow, the two of you look so well matched!They are all beautiful! 】

【But... don't you want to make a figure with your back on your back? This photo is standing up. Is there a photo of you with your back on your back? 】

"In this way, you can use your imagination, imagine me carrying her on my back in the photo, and then you can draw it."

【…】

As a producer, I am used to the outrageous demands of Party A.

[Then are there any other requirements? 】

"Um, it's more romantic, it's like I'm carrying her on my back and walking in the cherry blossom rain scene, you understand? Let's have some breeze or something, can the effect of the breeze and the cherry blossom be produced?"

[The original painting is fine, if it is hand-made...]

"You can add money."

[No problem. 】

"Can you be more detailed on the clothing?"

【specific? 】

"She usually likes to carry a small bag and a water bottle, which is the one in the photo. I hope that it can be reflected in the figure, and then the hairstyle and appearance can have the characteristics of me and her."

[Do you have any requirements for expressions? 】

"Her head is going to rest on my shoulder, and she looks at me with happiness. Can you do happiness?"

【…】

"Let me draw a sketch for you." Song Jiamu also felt that he was a little embarrassed.

【Many thanks! 】

He lay down on the table, took out a pen and paper, drew two line figures with his drawing skills, which were inferior to elementary school students, and then sent the drawing to the producer.

In a certain small room, a certain little girl was lost in thought while looking at the sketches he sent.

It is really difficult to be Party B these days.

[The drawing is really good, I suddenly have a lot of inspiration, then I will draw the outline first, and I will show you tomorrow]

"Okok, thank you for your hard work."

……

In front of the bus stop in the shopping mall, the two girls who were late together finally met.

If I'm late and you're late, neither of us will be late.

Seeing Yun Shuqian wearing a beautiful little skirt, Yuan Caiyi was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Qianqian, your skirt..."

"You, how do you know that Song Jiamu sent me?!"

Yun Shuqian was stunned, as expected of Caiyi, she couldn't hide anything from her.

Yuan Caiyi came up to sniff it, then smiled and said, "It hasn't been washed yet, it smells like fresh clothes, it seems like I can't wait."

"What, I've washed all my clothes and I have nothing else to wear."

"Song Jiamu gave you a skirt! Could it be that you two..."

"Don't think blindly."

"Have you made great progress?"

"...It's just such a small progress."

She squeezed her fingers to show a quarter, which was originally a third, but due to Zhutou Song's hooliganism, he was deducted points, so there is only this point.

The reserved girl felt that she must have waited until she got the best certificate issued by the country together with him to be considered a big progress. Now at most, she had accomplished a small goal.

Yuan Caiyi didn't understand the little love between Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu, she smiled and said: "Anyway, you don't look like only..." She also pinched her fingers like Yun Shuqian, "It's not like There's only so little progress."

"Then a little bit more."

She also squeezed Yuan Caiyi's fingers, digging and searching to add a little bit.

"Then from NO.30 to today's noon, both of you have been staying in Suzhou and Hangzhou?"

"Well, yes."

"Then is there any progress..."

How can anyone play hands like Caiyi!When she held the index finger in her palm, Yun Shuqian felt weird even though she was a girl.

She was a little troubled, why is there no one around her who is as normal as her, Yuan Caiyi is a pervert, Song Jiamu is also a pervert, but she is best with them both.

Occasionally, I feel that such an upright self is a bit out of tune with these two perverts.

"Really! I knew that if a man and a widow travel so far to play, something terrible will happen. Then, did he bring an umbrella?"

"Bring it, I asked him to bring two umbrellas."

"...is he willing?"

"The weather is bad, of course you have to bring an umbrella, Caiyi, your question is weird!"

Yun Shuqian had a strange expression on her face, and stared at Yuan Caiyi with an unbelievable expression for a long time before she finally got on the same chat channel as her.

The girl's face turned red instantly, and she angrily patted Yuan Caiyi, a pervert.

"You, where do you want to go!!"

"You said it yourself."

"I said hands! Hands!"

"Hands? Is that so..."

"...? No! Caiyi, you pervert!"

(End of this chapter)