Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 195 This Video Is So Strange (Please Subscribe)
Too lazy to change shoes after entering the house, Song Jiamu was waiting at the door of her house.

After waiting for a while, when he saw Yun Shuqian appearing in front of him with Uncle Yun, he was still in a daze.

Today is the girl of the fishing department.

Yun Shuqian was wearing sports shorts, revealing a pair of white and slender thighs, and a pair of old white shoes on her feet. The socks wrapped around her ankles, and the skin between them was radiant and moving.

The upper body is a loose-fitting white round-neck T-shirt, revealing the girl's delicate collarbone. She also wears a beige peaked cap on her head. Her hair falls from the side of the cap. Today, she changed into a half-braided one. As for the hairstyle, he holds a fishing rod in his hand, and his big eyes are full of excitement.

Yun Shuqian just needs to dress up a little bit, and when she changes her image, it will always make Song Jiamu's eyes shine.

He remembered a drama, "The Diary of the Seawall After School", which talked about the daily life of a group of cute girls fishing.

I feel that if Yun Shuqian is asked to change into a jk uniform to go fishing, there will be no sense of disobedience.

"Where are you going?" Song Jiamu asked her.

"Fishing!" Yun Shuqian looked at him with idiot eyes, could it be that she was going on a picnic.

Sure enough, for fishermen, it is not even necessary to look at skills to distinguish between veterans and novices, only skin color is enough.

Like Song Chi and Yun Lin, the back of their necks and arms are obviously darker than other parts. These are veterans. Whether they can catch fish or not is another matter, but at least they are not less fishing.

In Song Jiamu's words, the skin color is a uniform and healthy wheat color due to the usual exercise, and there is no obvious difference in levels. This kind of person is a beginner with potential, at least with the physique here, it is said that a catty of fish is ten catties Strength, if you catch a huge thing that weighs tens of kilograms, ordinary people really don't have the strength of fish, and walking the fish will kill you.

Look at this Miss Yun again, her skin is so white and tender that it feels like water can be squeezed out. This kind of rookie is a rookie. Compared with fishing, the eggplant in the vegetable field next door and the dragonfly with dead branches protruding from the water are more attractive. Their interests and the purpose of fishing are not pure, either for outings or to catch a certain man.

"Jiamu, you can use the same pole with Qianqian later, this is the only one left at home." Yunlin didn't expect his daughter to be so interested in fishing. Jiamu wants to learn, even his own daughter wants to learn two tricks.

When the two of them were young, they also liked to go fishing with their elders. At that time, Yunlin and Song Chi would break a branch for them, tie a fishing line and hook for them to play while they went.

"Okay." Song Jiamu smiled.

Yun Shuqian didn't speak, but there was some kind of intriguing joy in her eyes and the corners of her mouth. She hugged this novice pole dearly, and she was more willing to use the same pole with Song Jiamu than one person and one pole.

"Then let's go, can you get so many things, give me the box."

"It's okay, Uncle, I'm very strong."

Yun Lin nodded in satisfaction, and walked ahead with Song Chi, while the fish boy Song Jiamu followed behind them with all his miscellaneous things on his back.

Yun Shuqian followed behind and hid behind Song Jiamu. Seeing that her father and uncle were not paying attention, she took a fishing rod and slapped Song Jiamu's ass while walking. Not to mention, it felt stronger than a badminton racket too much!
Occasionally Song Jiamu would turn his head and stare at her, but she was more fierce than him, so she didn't dare to show weakness and stared back at him.

Song Jiamu dared not speak out, and turned away obediently, while she continued humming silently, whipping his ass with a fishing rod as she walked.

When we came to the car, one car was enough for four people, so we chose the one from Yunlin nearby.

When it stopped, Yun Shuqian stood obediently and stopped patting Song Jiamu's butt.

The trunk was opened, and Song Jia put things in numbly, arranged them in order.

"Here, give me the pole."

Yun Shuqian gave him the pole, and then the bad guy calmly touched her hand when he took the pole.

She immediately looked at her father and Uncle Song who had opened the car door to let off air. Seeing that they were not paying attention, she calmly pinched Song Jiamu's buttocks that were bent over to put something on.

After closing the trunk door, the two seemed to be okay again.

"Uncle, shall I drive?" Song Jiamu was eager to try.

After all, after taking the driver's license test last year, he didn't drive much. He hasn't touched a car since the last time he drove back to his hometown, and his hands were itchy for a while.

"All the way to the river is a small road, don't hit Uncle Yi Yun's car," Song Chi said.

"It's okay, let's drive Jiamu."

Hearing that Song Jiamu was driving, Yun Shuqian, who was about to sit in the back seat, immediately ran to the co-pilot seat and sat down calmly. The speed of wearing the seat belt was very fast, and the three big men were still there. Outside the car, she was already sitting in the car.

Song Jiamu sat in the driver's seat, and the two elders naturally sat in the back seat.

After starting the car and fastening the seat belt, Song Jiamu looked at Yun Shuqian, who was sitting in the co-pilot. It was the first time for the two of them to ride in a car together in this way, and they felt strange to each other.

The girl's white and slender legs stretched out in the passenger seat, attracting attention. It would be great if I could put my hands on her legs while driving.

The seat belt is stretched across the chest. There is not much scenery to see here. It can barely draw a little arc, but the shape is still cute.

Compared with his father's car, the interior of Uncle Yun's Mercedes-Benz is much better. Song Jiamu studied the center console. It was also his first time driving Uncle Yun's car.

Yun Lin leaned over from behind and told him: "The gear shifted up is reverse gear, and down is D gear... There is no difference except the gear position."

"Oh oh."

Song Jiamu played with the car with great interest, and Yun Shuqian also looked at him curiously.

When they first learned how to drive, the two practiced driving together, but the co-pilot was the coach, and Song Jiamu was quite talented in driving.

When it was started, the car jumped forward suddenly, and the other three people in the car shook their bodies.

Song Jiamu apologized: "It's okay, I haven't driven it for a long time, and I stepped on the accelerator all of a sudden."

Yun Shuqian looked quite relieved, and Song Chi and Yun Lin who were sitting in the back row could not help but hold the door handle.

"Drive slowly, don't rush."

"Don't worry, uncle."

"Dad, when I get back, I'll drive!" Yun Shuqian turned her head and said.

"..."

Yunlin hesitated to speak, stopped talking and wanted to, and continued to concentrate on helping Song Jiamu see the way. The two elders sat in the back row, but they all leaned in the middle, their eyes did not dare to relax, staring at the front, for fear of Song Jiamu Hi!

After leaving the community and on the main road, Song Jiamu gradually regained his hand feeling, and the car drove smoothly. The two elders in the back row felt relieved, and the chatter continued.

Yun Shuqian opened the locker, took out a small jar, and poured two mints.

"Song Jiamu, do you want candy?"

"Okay."

Song Jiamu looked at the road, stretched out his right hand, and Yun Shuqian put a candy in his palm.

She ate one herself, her delicate body slid on the seat, and she sat in a more comfortable position, her little white shoes swaying slightly.

The scenery on the road wasn't anything to look at, after all, she was still in the urban area, and she couldn't get in the conversation with the two old fathers behind her. She wanted to talk to Song Jiamu, but she was embarrassed.

Yun Shuqian tilted his head to look at him from time to time. Song Jiamu's profile was very handsome, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a slightly raised Adam's apple on his neck. He was holding the steering wheel with his palm and fingers. When he was in the middle of the night, his steering wheel posture was also very handsome.

Occasionally, when the road conditions are good, Song Jiamu will also look at her.

The two looked at each other, Yun Shuqian blinked his big eyes twice, he couldn't help but smile, and turned back to look at the road.

Yun Shuqian stretched out her tender fingers and tapped the screen a few times, and the sound of Berlin sounded, and the sound quality was really great.

It's just that she doesn't like the songs, they are all the songs her father listens to.

She was tired of listening to her own songs, so she reached out and took Song Jiamu's cell phone aside, and skillfully unlocked his cell phone screen lock under the cover of the chair.

The wallpaper is a photo of him and her together. Obviously she also has this photo, but she just feels that the picture seen from his phone is better in quality and more emotional than the one seen on her phone.

Connect his mobile phone to bluetooth and play his playlist. Obviously, there are many songs in his playlist, and her mobile phone also has them. Even some songs that she listens to indifferently sound more sensible now, and even feel Nice to hear.

Yun Shuqian played the song, secretly glanced at Song Jiamu's reaction, he didn't seem to mind that she didn't return his phone after holding it for so long.

So the girl became more courageous. After all, the mobile phone is the thing with the most secrets hidden by modern people.

She didn't hide, and looked through his mobile phone desktop with a natural look, but she didn't find any strange apps like cucumbers.

Song Jiamu deleted it long ago!In order to maintain self-discipline, he never put tissues on the bedside. Of course, this kind of strange app can't be kept anymore. The bookmarks saved in the browser are also cleaned up, and the small videos in the private folder are also cleared. Even He also cleaned up the chat records with Zhang Sheng two days ago.

The first step to ensure self-discipline is to stay away from these things. Song Jiamu feels that he is really great. Even when he releases the pressure occasionally, he always thinks about Yun Shuqian.

Please tell him loudly, what is this but love? !

Of course, he didn't dare to tell her about it, or she would be so moved that he would beat him up.

Yun Shuqian clicked on his photo album, she glanced at him tentatively again, Song Jiamu looked calm.

Except for some messy screenshots in the album, there are not many photos. Occasionally there will be a few stinky selfies. Just like her, there is a special folder for storing his and her photos.

The photos started when I was a child, and some of them didn’t even exist. She looked at them intently, and there were more than a dozen of them that he took a month ago. They were the things she gave him when she was a child, a jar of origami stars and origami cranes. , birthday card, Christmas card, oh, and the pages of his elementary school diary, and the dandelion in the diary.

Sure enough, he still kept it...

After reading the photo album, Yun Shuqian clicked on his WeChat again, she sneaked another glance at him, Song Jiamu also glanced over, but he didn't care.

Seeing how frank he was, Yun Shuqian stopped being polite to him.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the top contact in the first place——Yun Zhu Po.

It's her, put it on top, Yun Shuqian was very happy, and the little white shoes started to shake again.

It's quite interesting to click into his own chat window and look at the chat records of the two from his perspective, mainly the messages she sent last night. I thought it was nothing at the time, but now I see that sentence on his phone [My father and mother are asleep, do you want to secretly come to my room to sleep? ], the reserved girl couldn't hold back anymore.

[Song Zhutou ~ Song Zhutou?Come here. 】

【Then you want to come over and touch your legs? 】

The originally comfortable seat suddenly made her fidgety, the air conditioner seemed to be broken, and her pretty face felt hot.

She pressed the message for a long time, and quickly deleted all the strange words and voices sent by herself, not allowing him to keep it.

Then he took his mobile phone and sent himself a message: [I, Song Jiamu, am a pig, a stupid and ugly pig, hehehehe~~]

Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone again, and replied: 【Just know! 】

Satisfied, she took a screenshot of that sentence and saved it in her emoticon bag, and would send him this emoticon from time to time in the future, making him mad.

The girl played two WeChats by herself, and the boring journey became more interesting. Her little white shoes swayed slightly again, with a naughty smile on her lips, imagining Song Jiamu's helpless appearance, she It will be very happy.

While playing vigorously, a message from Zhang Sheng popped up at the top of the screen, and the small preview box indicated that it was a short video.

Yun Shuqian clicked on it, and the chat jumped to Zhang Sheng's chat box.

The cover of the video is dark, and I don't know what it is.

She clicked like a curious kitten.

The blood-thirsty picture appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. Judging from the location of the hero and heroine in the video, it is probably in a public bathroom, because the video was shot in front of a mirror, thanks to being here , the entire video is muted.

But even so, after clicking on the video on the mobile phone connected to Bluetooth, the music playing in the car stopped immediately, and there was a vague sound from the Voice of Berlin, vaguely like palms slapping the water.

The girl's confused eyes began to widen, and her small face turned red.

She moved very quickly. Within a second of realizing that the video was wrong, she immediately turned off the phone screen.

The music sounded again.

Song Jiamu, who was concentrating on driving, only felt that the music stopped and then started again, but he didn't hear the sound of palms slapping the water. The two elders in the back seat were chatting, but they didn't notice too many strange things.

Yun Shuqian lowered her head, pretending to be looking for something - she just wanted to find a brick to shoot Song Jiamu and Zhang Sheng to death together, what the hell is this? !Are you not afraid of viruses? !
She turned her body calmly, turned her face to the side by the window, and then continued to take out Song Jiamu's cell phone.

Song Zhutou!You are finished, I tell you!You are dead!

Song Jiamu was driving the car, and there were two elders in the back seat. The girl exploded in embarrassment, but she could only hold back.

She turned on her phone, avoided Song Jiamu and the others, first exited the video, and then pressed her finger for a long time, preparing to delete the message.

But after hesitating for a while, her tender fingers tapped on the retweet button again.

Yun Shuqian's heart was beating wildly, she forwarded the video to her WeChat through Song Jiamu's WeChat, then deleted Song Jiamu's local chat history, and finally marked Zhang Sheng's message as unread, pretending Act like you haven't clicked on it.

After she calmed down, she put Song Jiamu's cell phone back on the armrest box.

Song Jiamu glanced at her strangely, seeing her blushing face.

Yun Shuqian didn't explain, but just turned the temperature of the air conditioner to [-] degrees.

The cold wind was blowing, the girl took out her earphones, avoided Song Jiamu, and clicked on the forwarded video just now.

I'll clean him up later, this video is so weird, she didn't see it clearly just now.

watch it again...

(End of this chapter)