Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 159 Tap and Hug! (seeking subscription)

[Dear, the line draft has been sent to you, please take a look and see if there is anything else that needs to be revised? 】

With his left hand, Song Jiamu struggled to take out his mobile phone from his right trouser pocket. During the process, he had to make sure that his right half of his body did not make too much movement, so as not to wake up the sleeping girl.

Yun Shuqian really slept soundly, Song Jiamu could feel it without looking.

Because she hugged his right arm so firmly, and her soft face was attached to his arm like a kitten, the temperature of this arm rose very high, but at this moment, the skin felt cool—she Drooling.

Well, it's normal to sleep so deeply that you drool, but as a cute girl, drool on a boy's arm, this kind of thing is enough to make a girl die of shame.

In fact, this was also an accident. In addition to the fact that Yun Shuqian did sleep very comfortably, it was also related to her sleeping position - she hugged his arm, her face rubbed against his arm, and after she fell asleep, her mouth was pressed by his face. It was squeezed and opened a little naturally, revealing a few small white teeth, and when leaning like this, a stream of crystals flowed from the lower corner of the mouth...

Not to mention, the juicy girl was drooling a lot and wet a lot of his sleeves.

Risking his life, Song Jiamu secretly took out his phone and took a picture of Yun Shuqian in such a mess.

After taking the photo, seeing that she was still awake, he breathed a sigh of relief, and clicked on the message from the little girl who helped make the figure.

The quality of the line draft is very good, the little girl did it very finely, and she also simply added color, so that a customer like him who doesn't know anything can see the good or the bad.

It was Song Jiamu's first time to see him and Yun Shuqian's Two-dimensional image. The clothes, hairstyle, figure, and other features were well restored, including the small bag and the big water bottle that Yun Shuqian carried all day. .

"It's pretty good, but there is still one place that needs a little modification."

Hearing what the guest said, the little girl's heart skipped a beat. Generally, such things that need to be revised must be more than one click, and ten or eight clicks are considered rare.

【Are you satisfied with the whole? Are you sure there is only one place to modify】

"Yes, everything else is satisfactory."

[Where does it need to be modified? 】

"That is, you can't add what you don't have."

【Eh? 】

"The breasts can be as green as possible."

【…】

Well, it seems that my act of kindness is a bit redundant, this guest is different from other guests, he doesn't want big ones, he prefers young ones.

Only this small area needs to be revised, and the other party's efficiency is also very fast, and a new drawing was sent to him again.

【Can i do it now? 】

"Very good, that's all."

[Okay, then I will start to make the model according to this drawing, and it should be ready before NO.16. 】

"Thank you for your hard work [red envelope]"

【thank you boss! 】

It's not cheap to ask someone to make a custom figure. Song Jiamu also found this little girl in the forum. She saw that the quality of her works is very good. She is also a part-time college student, and the price is relatively affordable, so she found her.

Exiting the chat window, Song Jiamu looked at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, today is Friday, this time is the time for the website to recommend short websites for the next week.

The girl on the arm moved, grunted in a daze, and rubbed against him with her small face.

Maybe it was because of the cool saliva left by her, her hot face felt the coolness, and then she opened her big hazy eyes, and she hasn't recovered for a while.

suck-

She subconsciously made a sound like sucking noodles.

It's really subconscious. After all, I feel the corners of my mouth are a little wet. After I wake up, my body's conditioned reflex.

Song Jiamu stared at her blankly.

She stared blankly at his slightly messed up arm.

Yun Shuqian who just woke up is very cute, her eyes are big and blurry, because of the heat, her forehead is sweating a little, her hair is also a little messy, her fair face is slightly red, and the side of her face that is pressing her arm There is an obvious red mark.

But soon, her slightly naturally red face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and her pupils were wide open, just staring at his wet face in a daze. Looking at the large sleeves, it seems that water can be wrung out.

How could there be so much flow!
"woke up?"

"..."

"Of course I know, you didn't mean to have this happen, because I'm very warm, you sleep and I sleep comfortably, the saliva is actually..."

"what!"

The girl who was so embarrassed that she wanted to die on the spot let out a strange cry, hurriedly pushed Song Jiamu away, put on her shoes indiscriminately without saying a word, and then ran away to the nearby sink.

She ran to the left. After running for a while, she remembered that there was a sink on the right. Then she turned around and ran to the right again. After a corner, Song Jiamu could no longer see her.

But Song Jiamu knew that she would come back, because her water bottle and small bag were all here.

"Woo...why is it like this!"

By the sink, the girl covered her red and hot face, and let out a sound of dying.

Well now, what kind of lady, what kind of image, all of them were destroyed by the drool dripping on his arm at once.

It happened to be ashamed in front of Song Zhutou, but it was also a good thing to lose face in front of Song Zhutou.

In short, hide him for a day before talking.

The cool water washed off the sticky sweat on her palms, and she scooped up the water and washed her face well. Just as she was about to wipe her face with a tissue, she realized that she didn't bring her bag...

Take a deep breath, relax your mind, drooling is what the sleeping Yun Shuqian does, it has nothing to do with me!

After a while, she left the sink. The water on her face was wet without a tissue, and the edge of her hair was also wet. The water droplets stayed on her delicate face, as if she had just washed it. small tomatoes.

Back at the gazebo, Song Jiamu was looking at his phone.

Yun Shuqian's eyes immediately fell on his arm.

"You, did you wipe it off?"

"what?"

"saliva……"

"No, I'm afraid I wiped it off. When you come back and see that it's gone, what if you frame me up and say I ate it?"

"Who, who is as perverted as you!"

Yun Shuqian sat back on the stone chair, picked up her small bag and opened it, pulled a paper towel from it, then unscrewed the lid of the kettle, poured some water on the paper towel to wet it.

Only then did she take this wet tissue and sit beside him.

"Where is it? I wiped it for you. You are not allowed to mention this again!"

"... here, and here, all of them."

The girl looked at her masterpiece, and the blush on her pretty face never came down, but she still pretended to be very calm, and took a wet tissue to help him wipe the wet sleeves again, but unfortunately the tissue was wet, The harder she rubbed, the more confetti foamed up the sleeves, and the wider the area got wet.

I had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and help him wipe off the saliva on the skin of his arms first.

She sniffed it secretly, but luckily it wasn't smelly, not as smelly as Song Zhutou itself!

Well, thinking about it from another angle, she can declare that Song Jiamu's arm belongs to her. After all, she has already smeared it with her saliva, and no girl should be willing to kiss his arm again.

"If you tell this, you're dead."

"……I will not say."

Song Jiamu is not stingy either, she just smeared his arm with saliva, and one day, he will take revenge by smearing it all over her body.

"It's been a while since we got out of the station, so hurry up and take a look at your backstage." Song Jiamu reminded.

"Almost forgot."

Yun Shuqian quickly took out her mobile phone and asked him, "Have you advanced yet? What's your recommendation?"

"New book selection, you should have advanced."

The results give people confidence. Although the data before the listing is false, the actual increase in collections and comments, follow-ups, rewards, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, etc. can still give people a lot of confidence.

"Me too!"

Seeing the system messages in the background, Yun Shuqian smiled happily.

Well, the water test has finally been promoted smoothly. Next week will be a selection of new books, which will have a larger flow than popular serials. However, the number of words in the two books is still small, as long as they can maintain this level next week It is not difficult to push the increase and advance to the category.

Both of them had a strong premonition that this time the new book would enjoy the treatment of being put on the shelves through the recommendation process, and the results would not be too bad.

When I really put my heart into writing the work, I didn't worry so much about the recommendation. The two of them have confidence in their own work, and I believe that there will never be fewer recommendations.

The usual writing was also very smooth. After the holiday trip, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian returned to an average of about [-] words a day. It exploded after it was put on the shelf.

"It's good, it's good."

The new books of the two were all promoted, and Song Jiamu was also in a happy mood. He stood up and stretched, picked up her water bottle and took a few sips of water.

"Then where are you going?"

"Friday, routine play, how about you?"

"Friday, regular library."

"Then when I go home together, let's secretly buy vegetables and cook!"

"What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right, I like to eat all the dishes you cook."

"Every time I make dishes that I like to eat."

"Doesn't that mean that we both love the same food?!"

"I've decided, I'll make fried coriander with coriander tonight!"

Yun Shuqian was thinking about what to cook tonight. She hadn't cooked for a week. She had observed that Song Jiamu liked it very much when she made braised pork, so she would cook braised pork tonight and buy some more The oysters are steamed, which is a celebration of the promotion of the recommendation of the two.

Tomorrow is also the weekend, and she will go to Song Jiamu's house to see how the set is set up in the evening, and talk to Caiyi later.

"Do you want to hug one?" Song Jiamu said coldly.

"What?" Yun Shuqian didn't follow his brain circuit.

"I said let's hug each other and celebrate the recommended promotion!"

"No."

I don't want to hug him, now I have just advanced to the new book selection, and I will hug him, so when I advance to the top, won't I have to kiss him?

There are also many kinds of hugs, such as hugging in an electric car, such as hugging across a quilt in a hotel, but I haven't experienced hugging in his arms face to face.

It was different when I was a child, he was not as tall as her at that time, and when they were about the same height, he didn't feel much when hugged.

Just as Yun Shuqian was sitting on the stone chair, thinking wildly, the tall figure in front of her reached out and pulled her up.

"what."

With a cry of surprise, she threw herself directly into his arms, and then hugged her slender shoulders and back with two broad and big hands, sending out scalding heat.

The aura that belonged to him suddenly filled his arms, Yun Shuqian was stunned, his pretty face flushed, and his big eyes trembled.

He is so tall, at this moment, Yun Shuqian felt that she was really small like a baby, he was hugged so tightly, her whole body was crispy, full of sense of security.

Hug lightly, hug lightly, he should know that I have no breasts when my underwear is flattened! !

And... just hug me, don't hug me up! !
The sorrow from a girl with a flat chest and a height difference of [-] centimeters, was lifted off the ground by him.

"I'm leaving, remember to wait for me to go home."

It wasn't until he let go of his arm that the dazed girl came back to her senses.

"I, I didn't promise you to hug, you force it!"

She was about to raise her little hand to hit him in embarrassment.

"I'm holding hands, it doesn't matter if I hug it!"

Song Jiamu ran away with his backpack in his hand.

(If you are in a poor state of mind, please take half a day off today. There will be no more changes in the evening. I want to take a rest. I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival.)
(End of this chapter)