Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 198 I Will Seal It (Please Subscribe)
"You guys, don't be like this! Stop looking down on people!"

Yun Shuqian sat in the driver's seat and looked at Song Jiamu who was holding the armrest in the co-pilot speechlessly, and his father and uncle who were also wearing seat belts in the back seat.

So you can't trust her skills?Anyway, she is also a student who successfully obtained the certificate in one go!Even Song Jiamu hung up once, but she didn't!
As for the fact that she was scolded by the coach the most during car practice, it's not worth mentioning. The coach never scolded Song Jiamu, but he also hung up once.

Song Jiamu and the others hurriedly explained, but the hand holding the armrest did not leave. After so many years of riding in the car, everyone's safety awareness was the highest.

"I'll help you navigate, just follow the road." Song Jiamu quickly took out his phone and turned on the navigation.

"..."

It seems that you have to prove yourself with actions.

Yun Shuqian started the car and studied the gears. Although her father's car was a good car, she always felt that it was not as smooth as that broken coach car.

"Putting the gear up is the reverse gear, and down is the D gear..." Yun Lin pointed his head over from the back seat and reminded him in a low voice.

"I know, it's not like I haven't driven it before. Didn't you teach me Dad, didn't you just knock on a pillar when reversing? It's not bad to drive on the road."

"Hmm..." Yun Lin hesitated to speak. He did teach his daughter how to drive when she just got her license, but after that time, he spent more than 1000 to touch up the paint, and he never taught her again. After passing her, I think it is better for her to drive less.

Yun Shuqian looked eager to try, first adjusted the seat very far forward, as if feeding the steering wheel.

Then adjust the seat higher and put the seat belt on.

"Where are we going now?" she asked, poking her head around the road.

"Drive up from here first, turn right onto the embankment road." Song Jiamu looked at the navigation road.

She shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and the car jerked, and then she slammed on the brakes, sending the rest of the three people in the car twitching.

"Are you okay...?"

"I, I want to turn around."

"Reverse the car first, shift the gear up, don't need to step on the accelerator, the car is powerful enough."

"oh oh."

Yun Shuqian put the reverse gear on, and the car reversed. She looked in the rearview mirror and frantically turned the steering wheel.

Feeling that she was almost in the same position, she slammed on the brakes again, then turned the steering wheel back upright, ready to move forward.

But when the brake was released, the car was still falling backwards, and she stepped on the brake again and put it in forward gear.

The car finally drove forward, jumped forward suddenly, and then slowly stabilized. It drove out from the open space below, and it was a steep uphill road.

"Give me a little oil... give it lightly! Give it lightly!" Song Jiamu didn't bother to look at the scenery anymore, so he quickly helped her look at the road ahead.

"Turn right onto the embankment road, where the road is narrow, just slow down..."

Yun Shuqian was full of confidence at the beginning, but gradually stopped talking, holding the steering wheel nervously, and slowly turned the corner, which was a big right angle.

"Exit the intersection slowly and turn on the light." Song Jiamu reminded.

The clouds were sparse and the wipers were turned on.

Song Jiamu, Yunlin, Song Chi: "..."

"Light, light."

"I'm waiting."

"I said the turn signal... Did you turn on the wipers and not notice it?"

"Oh……"

Only then did Yun Shuqian frantically turn on the turn signal, and after waiting for a while at the intersection, Song Jiamu in the co-pilot tried his best to help her look at the car.

"No car, just drive up slowly."

"Oh……"

The car drove onto the embankment road.

The road is relatively narrow, with only low guardrails on both sides, and there is a slope going down. The clouds are sparse and shallow, and I dare not speak. I drive cautiously and at a very slow speed.

"You can drive faster when you don't have a car, and drive this section of the road quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble if you have a car."

"I, I dare not drive fast!"

Maintaining a speed of about [-] to [-] kilometers, the black Mercedes drove slowly on the embankment road.

Song Jiamu didn't dare to rush her, so he concentrated on helping her see the way.

In the distance, a white SUV with a speed of about fifty or sixty kilometers drove over from the opposite side of Diba Road, and Yun Shuqian became nervous all of a sudden.

"What should I do? Do you want to dodge him? The road is so narrow, where should you dodge?"

"It's okay, it's okay, slow down, turn on the lights, there is a small opening for cars in front, go there and pull over."

The girl, who was so nervous that her palms were sweating, turned on the wipers again.

At the same time as the wiper was turned on, the white car on the opposite side seemed to be stunned, and the speed of the car immediately dropped, until it stopped, and then began to slowly back up.

"Why is he backing up?"

"...He's timid, don't care about him, just keep driving slowly."

"oh oh."

Yun Shuqian continued to drive forward slowly, and the white SUV took the initiative to back up to the avoidance point on the other side, allowing the Mercedes-Benz with wipers to go straight past.

Fortunately, this dangerous dyke road was not too long. After passing this section, Yun Shuqian relaxed a lot.

"Wiper wipers..." Song Jiamu covered his face and reminded softly.

He had never spoken so softly in his life.

After all, she is a novice female driver, so she should be more considerate. When Song Jiamu drove on the road for the first time, she was also quite nervous, just get used to it slowly.

Although Yun Shuqian's driving skills are not skilled enough, she doesn't operate the car with automatic transmission too much. She also drives slowly, really slowly. From time to time, the third mother on the road will overtake the Mercedes-Benz.

She doesn't argue with others, but occasionally when she hears a horn urging from the back of the car, she gets nervous.

She looked at the road, and didn't dare to turn her head to talk to Song Jiamu, but Song Jiamu could see her nervousness, and said softly, "It's okay, let's drive our own, just take your time, the speed is enough."

"Uh-huh!"

"Anyway, when you encounter a situation that is not easy to handle, you just turn on the wipers."

"...you look down on me?"

"Absolutely not!"

As night fell, Yun Shuqian drove more carefully, as if she was a novice.

It took less than four and 10 minutes to go, and a full hour and five minutes to come back.

The car drove into the community, drove back to the parking lot, and arrived near her own parking space. Yun Shuqian reversed the car for another 7 minutes before cramming the car crookedly into the parking space.

When the engine was turned off, all four people in the car breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing, I'll be very proficient in driving it a few times!"

Ms. Yun closed the car door and got out of the car. The down-to-earth feeling filled her with confidence, and she felt that she could do it again.

"Song Jiamu, you can practice driving with me some other day."

"..."

Song Jiamu didn't dare to answer, and she wasn't afraid that she would drive by herself. She wouldn't have the guts to drive without someone to accompany her.

"Get something, get something."

Song Jiamu hurried to the back, opened the trunk to help get things.

The fish in the fish protection have been poured out and put into the bucket. There are four of them in total. Two crucian carps weighing half a catty were caught by Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian. There was also a snakehead that weighed more than two catties caught by Chi, which was caught by Yunlin.

"Uncle, it really has to be you. Didn't you use silver carp and bighead carp as bait? How did you catch this black fish? It's such a big one, it's enough to make a big pot of pickled cabbage fish!"

"...The physique of each fish is different. Black fish are greedy, and it is normal to eat silver carp and bighead carp bait."

"Dad, this big fish is so big, why didn't I see any movement when you were walking the fish just now?"

"...Walking the fish depends on the technology, and it's not too big. If you get tired from walking it, the movement will naturally be small."

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian looked at the two small crucian carp they caught. Compared with the big fish of the two elders, they still had a lot of knowledge to learn.

There is no air force today, and after harvesting so many fish, the two families still eat together.

We ate at Song Jiamu's house, and Song Chi cooked the food himself. The fisherman's fish-killing skills were pretty good. The little cat came here just by smelling the fishy smell, and squatted at the door of the kitchen, refusing to leave.

The black fish is used to make sauerkraut fish, the head of big-headed fish is used to make pepper fish head, and the fish body is chopped into small pieces and fried, which is delicious and can be eaten slowly in the refrigerator.

As for the two small crucian carps, they are most suitable for making soup. First fry them in oil, mash them with a shovel, then put in various ingredients, and finally filter out the fish dregs with a strainer, leaving the white soup with tofu and fried Eggs, kelp, wolfberry.

This soup is the best for girls like Yun Shuqian and mothers who just gave birth. It is full of nutrition, and the husband and children are very satisfied.

After Yun Lin and Xu Ying came back, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian's nighttime activities dropped sharply. After all, the elders just came back, so they didn't dare to be too arrogant.

Anan lawfully coded and took a bath at her own home.

Song Jiamu was fine, but Yun Shuqian felt much more uncomfortable. After taking a shower, no one helped to dry her hair. Her parents were there, so she was embarrassed to keep running to Song Jiamu's house.

Yunzhupo: "I'm done taking a shower."

Song Zhutou: "I just finished washing too."

Yunzhupo: "Come here and blow my hair."

Song Zhutou: "I'm not going, your parents are here! Why am I so embarrassed?"

Yunzhupo: "Just say you came to me to do your homework, okay?"

Song Zhutou: "No."

Yun Shuqian was so angry that she wrapped her wet hair in a towel. She sat on the edge of the bed, took a photo of her legs together with her mobile phone, and then sent him the photo of her legs.

Twenty seconds later, her doorbell rang.

Yun Shuqian who was in the room didn't hear it, it was Xu Ying who was wearing home pajamas who came to open the door for him.

Song Jiamu was wearing a T-shirt and shorts at home, holding a laptop and a cat in his hands. The little cat was dozing off with the air conditioner blowing on it. When he regained consciousness, he had already carried him here.

"Jiamu, are you here to look for Qianqian?"

"Yeah, isn't it Monday tomorrow? I haven't finished my homework on Introduction to Linguistics. I just want to ask Yun Shuqian. Auntie, you have good skin."

"Where, I just took a shower and took off my makeup, and I can't even hide my crow's feet..."

Xu Ying was coaxed into a happy mood, and she quickly moved away to let Song Jiamu into the room, turned her head and shouted at the top of her voice, "Qianqian, Jiamu is here to ask you to do your homework."

Yun Shuqian was still sitting by the bed and looking at his mobile phone. Seeing that he had sent a photo of his legs for tens of seconds, he didn't move. Do you think he is really so hard-hearted?In the end, just as he was about to withdraw the photo, he heard Xu Ying's voice saying that he was coming.

Putting down the phone hurriedly to hide the joy on her face, she opened the door and saw Zhutou Song holding the cat and the computer. After speaking, Xu Ying poured him a glass of water.

With a calm expression, the girl said naturally, "I haven't blown my hair yet, so come in and do it yourself."

"Auntie, shall I do my homework first?"

"Okay, take this fruit in and eat it. Auntie, turn down the volume of the TV so as not to disturb you."

"It's okay, it's okay! Auntie, you can just watch TV! Let me play for you every year."

Song Jiamu gave the cat to the old aunt to play with, and he walked into her daughter's room with the fruit plate and computer in hand.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and he turned around and gently closed the door.

"whee."

After the door was closed, the serious girl just now couldn't help but sniggered. She rushed over from behind him, hugged him, and rubbed her face against him like a cat.

She smelled delicious just after taking a bath, and Song Jiamu couldn't help feeling flustered when the girl's skin was as creamy and smooth to the touch and elastic as they rubbed their arms.

He wanted to turn around and hug her, but she had a delicate figure and hid tightly behind his back to hug her, so he couldn't hug her anymore.

Her slender, round and well-proportioned hands wrapped around his waist, and her ten fingers were tightly clasped, pressing on his firm belly, the palms of her hands were soft and warm.

Song Jiamu walked forward, she grabbed him suddenly, then stretched out a hand to grope backwards, locked the door he had just closed, and put her arms back around his waist.

Song Jiamu continued to walk forward, putting the fruit plate and computer in his hand on the table, and Miss Yun who was hanging behind him also followed him and was brought to the bed by him.

She was finally willing to let go, and sat on the edge of the bed, her heart beating wildly.

It was so exciting!
Mom is right outside the door!He was talking to Song Jiamu just now!Mom must never have imagined that as soon as he entered the room, he would be hugged by her daughter, right?
Seeing that she sat down, Song Jiamu planned to sit down too, he was right in front of Yun Shuqian, so when he sat down, he would definitely sit on her.

As soon as he bent down, he was kicked by the girl.

"What are you doing?" Yun Shuqian said in a low voice, feeling good, so she kicked two more times.

"Didn't you ask me to come over and touch my legs?"

"Rogue! I want you to see the little bud on your leg that was bitten by a mosquito!"

"..."

Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone and zoomed in on the photo of the legs. Sure enough, there were a few small mosquito bites near the calves.

"Isn't this fishing?" Song Yu'er made an annoyed voice.

"Then, since you're here, just help me dry my hair."

"...Sooner or later, things will happen between us. Then you will have to marry me and give birth to ten or eight children for me."

"I don't want to have a baby!" Yun Shuqian became nervous when she thought of having a baby like the videos she saw today.

"That's not up to you."

Song Jiamu skillfully took out the hair dryer from the drawer, sat cross-legged behind her, untied the towel that wrapped her hair, and the girl's youthful hair fell loosely.

The hair dryer rang, and the air was filled with the fragrance of her hair.

Yun Shuqian also changed her sitting position. She curled her white and tender legs back and sat in front of him in a duck sitting position.

With this posture, Song Jiamu could easily see the little bud bitten by the mosquito on the girl's skin.

Damn mosquito, I haven't even laid my mouth on it yet! !
If Song Jiamu caught that mosquito, he would tear off its wings, cover it with a plastic cup, and then smoke mosquito coils inside.

"One, two, three...five."

Song Jiamu counted, and there were three buds on her right calf, and two buds on her left calf, maybe because her skin was tender and her blood was sweet, and after staying with her all afternoon, he himself didn't feel any mosquitoes.

He stretched out his finger to scratch her, and Yun Shuqian clapped his hand angrily.

"itch."

"I will seal it."

Song Jiamu lowered his head and imprinted a cross on her skin with his nails.

The girl's skin felt warm and moist, and when his fingertips brushed over it, his mood would always be stirred up.

"Do you want me to put some saliva on it? It relieves the itching."

Song Jiamu remembered that when she was a child, if she was bitten by a mosquito, he would spit some saliva on it, and then she would happily say that it didn't itch anymore.

"It's disgusting, you still want to lie to me."

Well, the Yun Shuqian in front of her is already a 20-year-old girl, and she is no longer that kid who is easy to deceive.

She took a jar of peppermint paste from a drawer and handed it to him.

"You help me paint it."

"Then I'll be reluctant."

Song Jiamu couldn't wait to take the mint ointment, and the two changed positions. Yun Shuqian sat against the head of the bed, holding a pillow in his arms; Song Jiamu sat sideways, holding her legs in his arms.

He looked and admired the girl's legs, touched some peppermint cream with his fingers, supported her knee with one hand, and gently applied the peppermint cream to the red dots with the other hand.

Song Jiamu had never applied mint ointment to the small buds bitten by mosquitoes so carefully. After applying it, he rubbed his palms very hot as before, wrapping her calf like new cotton in early summer, gently Squeeze for her.

Yun Shuqian hugged the pillow and looked at him vigilantly. When the warm and generous palm wrapped her calf, she couldn't help shrinking her leg, but gradually following his massage, her calf, which was a little sore after walking for a day, felt comfortable. She felt her tense muscles relax little by little, and at the same time her pretty face was blushing little by little.

Her big eyes looked at his expression for a while, and then at his hands for a while. Neither of them spoke. While enjoying the ambiguity, they also paid attention to the movement outside the door.

Until Song Jiamu started to be presumptuous and tentatively put her palm over her knee, she patted the pillow in her arms dissatisfied as a warning.

So that hand didn't dare to go up any further, he knew that the president meant that it could only reach the knee.

After a while, Song Jiamu tentatively crossed his palm over his ankle, and he seemed to be able to catch the little foot, but it ran away again, and Song Jiamu was kicked twice.

Song Jiamu touched his nose, a little embarrassed, and didn't dare to look at her.

"What are you doing? My mother is still outside!"

"Sorry……"

Yun Shuqian put her legs back into his arms again, and her pillow was pulled up high, covering most of her blushing pretty face, leaving only a pair of big eyes rolling around.

She gently, quietly, tentatively turned her foot to his arms, and hooked it again.

Song Jiamu's body froze, his ears turned red, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Liu, rascal, you really, really..."

Yun Shuqian's face turned red, she couldn't sit still anymore, she pulled her legs back, lifted the quilt and hid inside.

Song Jiamu: "..."

Who is the hooligan? !

Song Jiamu flicked some peppermint cream with his fingers again, this time on the tip of his nose.

Even so, it was so menacing that it was impossible to open the door and go out for a while.

(End of this chapter)