Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 194 I'm Going Too! (seeking subscription)
Before Yun Shuqian fell asleep, Song Jiamu couldn't fall asleep.

But without Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian would not be able to fall asleep for a long time.

Fortunately, he was with him tonight. She moved her little head comfortably in his arms, and stopped when she reached the most suitable angle and posture. The two of them were talking quietly. The voice also became smaller and smaller, the girl's breathing gradually became steady and long, and she fell asleep contentedly.

Song Jiamu also felt very tired. Seeing her sleeping obediently and not making trouble, and smelling the sweet milky fragrance on her body, he also hugged her tightly, put his face against her head, and fell asleep deeply and comfortably.

After two days of rain in a row, it started to clear up on Sunday.

The early morning of summer comes early, the sky starts to get bright at 05 o'clock, and at 30:[-], the whole city unveils the hazy veil of night.

Occasionally, a bird that flies very high will land on the window sill to rest. It tilts its head and looks into the room through the gap in the curtain. The cute little feet exposed inside.

Another bird also landed on the window sill, and the two birds flew up on the edge of the window sill, fluttering their wings and flying into the sky.

The alarm rang at 05:30, and Song Jiamu didn't dare to turn off the sound. First, he felt a vibration beside the pillow, and then the soft mountain water and birdsong rang from small to loud.

He slept very alertly. After all, the biological clock was adjusted during this period, and he usually woke up earlier. When the ringtone was about to wake up the sleeping Princess Yun, Song Jiamu got up and turned off the alarm.

Yun Shuqian was still sleeping soundly, her big eyes were relaxed and closed, when she was lying on her side, her face was pressed against the corner of the quilt, her small mouth was slightly pouted, revealing two lovely white teeth, breathing softly soft.

"He also said he was going to wake up and watch me go, sleeping like a pig."

Song Jiamu looked at the girl's sleeping face and couldn't help muttering.

She didn't respond even though the alarm clock rang, but when she heard Song Jiamu call her a pig in her sleep, her eyelids trembled slightly, and her delicate brows frowned slightly.

Song Jiamu was taken aback, as expected, she couldn't underestimate this woman's desire for revenge, she was still wary of her while she was asleep.

Quickly and gently comforting her back, said in a low voice: "I said I am, I am a pig, I am."

Now Yun Shuqian let him go, moved her body quietly, grabbed his big hand and hugged it, her soft face was also squeezed on the back of his hand, maybe she felt that his fist joints were tight again Uncomfortable, she rubbed her face against the quilt again.

Song Jiamu carefully took his hand out of her hand, gathered the quilt into his shape and let her continue to hug him.

He picked up his mobile phone and made sure that the little white socks and keys in his pocket were all there. He got out of bed softly, and leaned against the door to listen to the movement outside for a while. After confirming that there was no one outside, he gently opened the door and came out.

Just like when I came here, when I went back, I was also worried and tiptoeing.

As if crossing a minefield, Song Jiamu cautiously left her house and returned to his own. He was relieved only when he opened the door of his own room and entered.

"Meow?"

Nian Nian was woken up by him, lying lazily on his pillow and bending her waist into an arch bridge.

I haven't been home all night, and the pillows have grown cats. The little cat slept comfortably last night. On the 1.8-meter bed, it can do somersaults.

It was still early, so Song Jiamu shook the cat off the pillow, and hid this little white sock and the last one under the pillow. He lifted the quilt, lay down again and fell asleep.

I continued to catch up on sleep until seven o'clock in the morning. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the morning light also shone in through the gaps in the curtains.

Or the little cat will enjoy it, while the air conditioner in the room is blowing, it is lying on the floor basking in the morning light.

If this is a novel about cultivating immortals, when the sun comes out in the morning, when the spiritual energy in the world is the most intense, Xiao Yan would have already meditated on the big rock for washing his limbs and bones, why Xun'er? To be able to fall in love with Xiao Yan is not every night, brother Xiao Yan will sneak into Xun'er's room, use clumsy techniques and not strong fighting spirit to warm and nourish the girl's bones and meridians, every time he has to mess with it. After I was sweating profusely, I just left exhausted!
At the first reading, he didn't know the meaning of the book, but when he looked back, he was already a book reader. Song Jiamu understood Xiao Yan's hard work.

When I woke up from my bed, it was already seven o'clock. In a trance, I felt like sneaking away to her house to sleep last night was like a dream.

If you don’t do it, you won’t do it again in the future. If you do this every day, something big will happen sooner or later.

Fortunately, it's the weekend, so it doesn't matter if you sleep less. After catching up on sleep, Song Jiamu felt that he was no different from usual. He changed into sportswear and went out for a run as usual.

Yun Chongchong from the house next door didn't even know when Song Jiamu left. She slept comfortably until 07:30 before waking up.

If it weren't for his pillow and quilt on the bed, Yun Shuqian would have thought that she had a dream last night.

After a full sleep, the girl hugged his quilt and rolled on the bed, whimpering like a piglet.

It's feasible, it seems that it's feasible to do this every day, anyway, let Song Zhutou go back early, and he won't be discovered, feasible!
If Song Jiamu knew what she was thinking, he would probably have his blood flowing backwards, spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

Today he changed back to the original running route of Huabanli Road-Jinxiu Road-Anjiang Road. The temperature in mid-May was already quite high. After running for more than 30 minutes, he was sweating profusely, as if he had just come from Like fished out of the water.

He ran into another difficulty when buying breakfast. Usually he only buys himself and Yun Shuqian, but now Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu have also returned. Adhering to the strategy of good performance, Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu won the breakfast. buy it?

purchase.Then since I helped Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu buy it, I have to buy breakfast for my parents too, right?
purchase.Song Jiamu didn't buy it during the running route, and ran all the way back to the noodle soup shop where he often eats near the gate of the community. Only then did he buy a total of six breakfasts.

With both hands full, she went upstairs and rang the doorbell of Yun Shuqian's house.

It was a bit of a surprise when the door was opened, it was Xu Ying who opened the door, and behind her was her family's precious daughter, probably not as fast as her mother, and did not catch up to open the door.

Across Xu Ying in front of them, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian exchanged glances quickly.

【Why did your mother wake up so early?Didn't find it? 】

【No no! 】

Song Jiamu was relieved now, but in front of Xu Ying, he still felt a little guilty.

"Auntie, I made breakfast for you, Uncle and Yun Shuqian. It's just right for you to wake up so early. The noodles won't taste good after soaking for a long time."

"Wow, Jiamu has a heart! Going out for a run so early?"

Xu Ying hurriedly took the breakfast for him. The old aunt's face was full of satisfaction and joy. It really must be this kid from the Song family. He is honest and sensible, and he can take care of others.

"Yes, I run every day, from here to Anjiang Road and back again, six kilometers."

"Insisting on running is a good thing, and it's good for your body. I always say that Qianqian doesn't like sports."

"Auntie, I'll go back and take a shower first."

"Okay, take a hot bath when you're sweating, don't catch a cold."

Xu Ying's concern made Song Jiamu feel even more guilty. He looked up and saw that Yun Shuqian was like a normal person, with a toothbrush in his mouth, busy opening his breakfast to see what he had for breakfast this morning.

President Yunda, let you come to my house next time to see if you are in a panic.

This weekend, although they are a capitalist family, Yunlin and Xu Ying are not as cruel as letting the company work overtime, and the couple are resting at home.

The two of Song Jiamu's family didn't go out either. After breakfast, Dad played chess with the computer. Song Chi's hobbies were only four, chess and fishing, and watching Deng Gang fishing and Xu Yinchuan playing chess. Chess, whenever he went fishing or was frustrated playing chess, he watched the two masters fishing and playing chess, and then felt that he was good again.

My mother just did the housework, taking advantage of the good weather, I took off the quilt at home and washed it. Song Jiamu was typing in front of the computer, and my mother took off the quilt behind him.

Suddenly thought of something, at the same moment she picked up the pillow, Song Jiamu also turned around and put away the pair of cute little white socks under the pillow.

It's a pity that it was too late, and the sharp-eyed Li Yuan could tell at a glance that these were definitely not his socks. With his big feet, could he blow up these small socks?

"Whose socks belong to..."

"Oh, Yun Shuqian, she, her shoes were wet that day, and the stinky socks were taken off and stuffed in my schoolbag. I washed them and dried them for her, and I was about to return them to her."

The old mother was thoughtful, why is this the same as the reason why Xu Ying told her yesterday that this brat's clothes were hanging in the next door?
In short, these two guys are definitely weird, it's just that they didn't catch it, but she couldn't figure it out, what else could a young man do with a pair of socks?
Doesn't my son have some strange hobbies? Could it be that he went to Qianqian's room to steal it?Isn't it bad to steal a pair of underwear? You have to steal a pair of socks. Qianqian is so sensible and well-behaved. If he says that she gave it to her, the old mother will not believe it.

There was no evidence, and he couldn't say anything strange. Li Yuan gave him an annoyed look, and Song Jiamu continued to code with a guilty conscience...

The elders of both parties were at home, and Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian also stayed in their own homes and coded in a reserved manner.

After eating at noon, Yunlin next door came to find Song Chi to go fishing.

"Old Song, have you packed your things? The weather is fine today, so we're sure we'll be able to get a big deal!"

"I feel that yesterday's nest was not laid well, but last night when we left we did another round, and it should be almost done today."

The two were full of confidence and eager to try. Li Yuan was eating melon seeds on the sofa, and looked back helplessly at Lao Song who was about to put on his shoes.

Fortunately, my son doesn't have such a strange hobby. What's the point of sitting by the water for a whole day?

"Dad! Uncle! I'll go with you too! Didn't we agree yesterday, Uncle, I'll learn two tricks from you! Save 20 years of detours!"

Li Yuan almost choked on melon seeds, just said that this brat is quite serious, it's fine if he develops a habit of liking girls' socks, this fishing is nowhere to go!

"Where are you going? If you have this time, don't memorize a few more words. Didn't you say that you will take the fourth grade exam next month?"

"Oh, you don't understand."

This is an opportunity to perform well. If you want to compliment Xiaobaicai, you have to do what you like. It can't be that the old man doesn't smoke, and the cigarettes you give are useless.

Song Jiamu thought about it, when Uncle Yun's 47th birthday, he would give him a fishing rod... It's too expensive, give it to an internet cafe!Uncle Yun promises to like to copy the nets of big fish.

Yun Lin looked cheerful, and when he saw Song Jiamu's enthusiasm, he was also happy to share with him.

"That's fine. I still have a pole at home. It's suitable for beginners. I'll get it for you when I go back."

"Uncle, I'll take this box, I'm strong."

"it's okay no problem……"

"Bring it, you're welcome!"

Seeing that his father was hesitant to talk, Song Jiamu also sensiblely carried his father's suitcase on his back, and Song Chi was satisfied now. He didn't know what this brat was thinking?When his grandfather fell on his leg back then, Song Chi took good care of him, and it was only then that he got Li Baicai.

Yun Shuqian learned to braid hair with her mother at home, and Xu Ying helped her make a beautiful hairstyle. The girl sat sideways on the sofa, with her white and tender calves resting on the armrest of the sofa, her little feet crossed, and dangling.

"Hey, dad, why are you back again?"

"Take a pole. Jiamu said to go fishing with us and let me teach him how to do it."

"...Can you teach at your level?"

Xu Ying gave her precious daughter a half-tie and braided hairstyle. This kind of complicated braided hair is not easy to learn. As expected, it was her mother who helped her make it look the best. She has a gentle and elegant ladylike temperament. Wear a small fresh hair tie, which looks more youthful and sweet.

"You don't have the same vision as Jiamu. If it weren't for the resource problem, my level of protection could explode every day."

Hearing that Song Jiamu was also going, Yun Shuqian, who was obediently learning how to weave hair with her mother at home, couldn't sit still.

"I, I will go too! Dad! I will learn to fish too!"

(End of this chapter)