Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 210 Where Are the Flowers (6k [-] in [-])

After Yun Shuqian recovered from her cold, the plan that she had promised Uncle Yun two days ago to take her for a run at night was also on the agenda.

At 09:30 on Thursday night, Song Jiamu finished typing and changed into his usual running shorts, vest and sneakers.

"Mom, I took Yun Shuqian and Niannian to run together."

"Are you going so late?"

"Run for a while."

Song Jiamu said hello, took the keys and mobile phone and went out.

Li Yuan kowtowed melon seeds and watched TV, then reacted and looked at the sleeping cat lying on the sofa next to her.

"Fat Nian, didn't you go running with him?"

"Meow."

Nian Nian is just a kitten, how does he know why he is still at home, and he is not called Fat Nian!

Although people always talk about having a fat year, which is the most simple wish of ordinary human beings, it always sounds unpleasant every year.

It turned over, closed its eyes and listened to the sound of the TV, and fell asleep again.

Song Jiamu came to the house next door, and it was Xu Ying who opened the door.

"Jiamu, come in and have a seat."

"No need, Auntie, I'll go for a run with Yun Shuqian, and I won't bother to change my shoes before entering the house."

Xu Ying yelled into the room: "Qianqian, Jiamu asked you to go for a run!"

"Oh!"

Before coming, Song Jiamu sent her a WeChat message, and Yun Shuqian had already changed her clothes.

She usually still wears casual trousers and a T-shirt at school, and only changes into shorts when she is at home and with Song Jiamu. After all, her legs are too white and always look very eye-catching.

If I go for a run tonight, Yun Shuqian puts on a pair of sports shorts, made of cotton and beige, with loose openings, and two jade-like legs protruding from the openings. The urge to put your hands in your shorts and explore upwards.

The T-shirt is also light-colored, and the hem is wrapped inside the shorts, because the T-shirt is looser. If it is not wrapped inside the trousers, the hem of the T-shirt will cover the shorts. It looks like you are not wearing pants, and it feels even worse. Excuse me.

Her hair was also tied into a ponytail, and when she ran, there would be a sweet arc dancing on the back of her neck.

"Are you just wearing slippers to run?" Xu Ying asked.

"...how can there be?"

Yun Shuqian came to the door, and when she was about to go out, her mother reminded her, and she remembered that she hadn't changed her shoes yet.

I had no choice but to sit down on the small bench next to the entrance, and took out a pair of white shoes from the shoe cabinet to change into.

She sat next to her and changed her shoes, while Song Jiamu and Xu Ying stood at the door talking.

"Okay, Mom, I'm going for a run."

"Be careful on the road, exercise more is good for your health."

Yun Shuqian went out with Song Jiamu, she was much calmer now, after all, they went for a run or something together, this level of intimacy, showing it in front of their parents, is nothing more than normal.

When the two walked outside, they were quite reserved, and they didn't hold hands, they just whispered and walked towards the elevator.

Xu Ying closed the door, walked to an invisible corner of the elevator corridor, and the two hooked up.

They hooked up all the way to the gate of the community, and saw that the guard, Uncle Liu, had moved a cool chair to the side to enjoy the shade, and they didn't let go of their hands like before.

"Where is Uncle Liu enjoying the shade?"

"The natural wind is still comfortable, where are we going so late?"

"Run!"

"Don't you run early in the morning, and also at night?"

"haha, yes."

The two young men left, Uncle Liu lay on the cool chair and watched them holding the dangling little hand between them.

It's been so many years, and I didn't expect to see these two guys holding hands and staggering in and out of the community again.

At his age, he is much more sensitive to the passage of time. He likes the job of guard, not only because it is boring, but also because he can see the changes of many people, which is actually quite interesting.

Uncle Liu shook his cattail fan, closed his eyes and squinted again.

……

"Come on, warm up first."

"...Really, really want to run?!"

Seeing Song Jiamu's serious look, Yun Shuqian was also taken aback, didn't she look for an opportunity to come out without shame, why did she really want to run?
"Then if you don't sweat a little, why don't you go back, Pork Yun is about to warm up."

"you are a pig!"

At the thought of running, Yun Shuqian became a little timid, and followed Song Jiamu to do warm-up exercises with an expression of displeasure.

Song Jiamu admired her quite a bit. She was able to do warm-up exercises with him, and at the same time insist on expressing her displeasure and resentment. What kind of spirit is this?

Although she is delicate and savage, she is not self-willed. She knows exactly what she should do and what she should not do. This is part of her character, and it is also what fascinates Song Jiamu most about her.

There are quite a lot of people on the road at the moment, Song Jiamu and she just press their legs, stretch, turn their ankles, and jump in place on the side of the road where people come and go, attracting the curious eyes of passers-by from time to time.

Yun Shuqian was thin-skinned, a little embarrassed to be looked at like this, and then looked at Song Jiamu, who seemed to be the only one in the whole world.

"A lot of people are watching, do you have to do this every morning before running?"

"That's right, after buying breakfast, I still run with it. Now that the weather is so hot, sometimes I run shirtless."

"Well, I admit that Song Zhutou, your thick skin is really unmatched."

"What are you afraid of, I'm with you."

On the contrary, if Yun Shuqian was asked to run on the street or do warm-up exercises by herself, she would definitely not do it.

After finishing the warm-up exercises, Song Jiamu took her to run.

Considering her physical fitness, Song Jiamu also ran very slowly, Yun Shuqian followed him, she was on the far right, and Song Jiamu was protecting her on the left, so she was not worried about hitting pedestrians or bicycles.

Compared with running during the day, running at night is much cooler, but even so, after running 400 meters, Yun Shuqian felt his body temperature rise and his breathing began to become short.

"Song, Jia, Mu."

"Ok?"

Compared to her state, Song Jiamu was almost as normal as a normal person, her breathing was still steady, and her steps were still so light that Yun Shuqian wondered if there were springs in his shoes.

"I found out."

Yun Shuqian still spoke word for word, but excitement appeared on her expression.

"What? What did you find out again?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.

"My parents and mother will be going back abroad on June [-]st, and the work there is not over yet."

Yun Shuqian felt that she couldn't be excited about this kind of thing. She should be depressed as usual when she heard that her parents were going abroad for a long time, but she could control her brain, but she could not control her mind. The corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise, and the brilliance in those big eyes made me feel as excited as hearing that a typhoon is coming and the school plans to have a week off.

As a result, what she thought in her brain conflicted with the subconscious expression of her facial expression. She seemed to be stuck in a bug, with a sad expression on the corner of her mouth, but excitement in her eyes.

"Uncle and aunt are going abroad? June [-]st?"

Unlike Yun Shuqian, when Song Jiamu heard the news, his tone and expression were excited.

"You, what does your expression mean? You are very happy that my parents are going abroad?" Yun Shuqian said righteously.

"No... What I mean is that your parents will go back after only half a month. Don't be too sad. After all, it's for work, and there's nothing you can do about it. Even if uncles and aunts aren't here, it's okay. Why don't you still have me. "

"Hmph, don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. You must have heard that my parents are going on a business trip, so you can be unscrupulous."

"...Don't just talk about me, I think you are quite happy too."

"Hu, nonsense!"

Because of talking while running, Yun Shuqian was out of breath within a short while.

"Song, Jia, Mu, how long do we have to run?"

"It's only 800 meters!"

Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "It's only the usual distance for your girls' physical test, so this won't work?"

He didn't say the distance was okay, but when he said that he had run 800 meters, Yun Shuqian immediately felt that his body's strength was instantly drained, and his legs were too heavy to move.

Beads of sweat emerged from her smooth forehead, slid down her cheeks, and rolled onto her delicate collarbone, which had a special luster under the light of the street lamp.

"It's already 800 meters?! No, no, no, I don't want to run..."

"Persist for another 400 meters, and then let's rest." Song Jiamu coaxed.

"I don't want it anymore... my legs are so sore! I can't even breathe!"

"400 meters, just 400 meters. You have to run at least 200 meters before you can rest. Our speed is already very slow."

"Aren't you tired?"

"I run six kilometers every morning. What do you think, I haven't even sweated yet."

I usually don't feel much when I hear him run six kilometers or seven kilometers. I just think it's just a number. When I start running, I don't know how powerful Song Jiamu is and how long it lasts. If she runs six kilometers with him, how can she? Aren't you going to be spoiled?

"That's 400 meters!"

"Okay, come on, don't talk."

Yun Shuqian closed her mouth and continued to run forward in a muffled voice.

After only running about 100 meters, she felt sore all over again, and she was about to slow down, when Song Jiamu broke a wicker by the side of the road, and pia smacked her little butt.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

"Run, you have to persevere tonight, or you will run less and less next time, move quickly!"

Song Jiamu swung the willow stick and whipped her again. Naturally, the force was not strong, but this whipping movement was still weird.

Yun Shuqian felt the pain, and started running again with a thud.

Whenever she slowed down and wanted to be lazy, Song Jiamu would slap her with a willow stick, and Yun Shuqian started to move wheezingly like clockwork.

After smoking and smoking, Song Jiamu became a little addicted, until Yun Shu blushed slightly, snatched the wicker from his hand in shame, and chased after him to smoke.

"Ah! Yun Shuqian! I wasn't so strong just now!"

"Run! Run faster!"

With the wicker in his hand, Yun Shuqian also felt the joy he had just had, and suddenly became a little energetic, and chased after him with the wicker, slapping him one after another.

After the roles were reversed, she felt that she could run more easily by taking advantage of Song Jiamu's excitement. She finally stopped when she could no longer keep up with Song Jiamu's pace.

She stopped, and Song Jiamu didn't run forward, turned around and ran back to her.

"How about it, do you feel that you are amazing? You ran... 500 meters!"

"One, one thousand and five hundred meters?!"

Hearing Song Jiamu say that she ran so far in one breath, Yun Shuqian was also stunned, her immature chest was suppressed by her breath as if it was about to explode, but joy welled up on her brows again.

"Didn't you say you only ran 1000 and 300 meters, you lied to me and ran an extra [-] meters!"

Yun Shuqian spoke intermittently, and raised the willow stick in his hand to slap him.

"Hey, you're addicted to smoking, aren't you?"

"Song Jiamu, I actually ran 500 meters?"

"Yes, Yun Chong Chong broke the record."

For a moment, Yun Shuqian realized the joy of running. In the past, when running at school, one lap was 800 meters, and her body seemed to be fixed at this level. Every time she finished a lap, she immediately felt that she had reached the limit, but I didn't expect that the distance I ran tonight was almost equivalent to two laps at school.

Of course, if you let her run by herself, it is estimated that she will go home and lie down on the bed to read a book before reaching 400 meters.

Although he broke his own long-distance running record, apart from his mood, Yun Shuqian was almost broken at the moment.

The summer night was cooler than the daytime, but it was still quite hot. She sweated a lot, her chest and back were soaked with sweat, her hair stuck to her face, and her fair skin was also blushing.

Under the light of the street lamp, the girl's white and tender thighs also sweated a lot, and her skin was wet.

"Walk for a while?"

"I don't want it, I can't walk anymore, let's find a place to sit..."

Like a kitten that is easy to find a place, she lowered her head and poked her head to search for a place to sit. She was about to sit down on the edge of a road ridge, but Song Jiamu firmly held her back.

"Don't sit down just after exercising, Anjiang Road is ahead, let's go there to rest."

"..."

Yun Shuqian glanced at him resentfully.

Song Jiamu walked forward, but she stood still.

Song Jiamu had already walked away three steps, but she was still standing where she was.

Song Jiamu stopped and looked back at her, she suddenly giggled, ran forward a few steps, then jumped hard, put her arms around his neck, and threw herself on his back.

"Ouch."

"You carry me on your back!"

"Aren't you so lazy? My president!"

"You, back, me, pass, go!"

Yun Shuqian hung tightly on his back like a koala, and her legs were wrapped around his waist. Song Jiamu had no choice but to hold her legs and walk forward with her on his back.

Only then did she relax, all the strength in her body was released at once, and her body became limp.

She put her arms around his neck and rested her face comfortably on his shoulders. Both of them sweated a lot, and the skin-to-skin contact was greasy.

It was very easy for Song Jiamu to carry her on his back, she was as light as a kitten.

"Song Jiamu, you stink!"

"Then I won't carry you on my back."

"Don't, don't, Song Jiamu, you smell so sweet..."

Yun Shuqian quickly changed her words and rubbed her face against his neck, she didn't dislike the sweat on his body at all, and at the same time she wiped her own sweat on him, like a kitten leaving scent marks on her belongings .

After walking to the river, the night wind blew, and it was cool.

Song Jiamu found a stone bench and put her down half bent.

Yun Shuqian supported the chair with both hands, her beautiful legs stretched out flat, her heels touched the ground, and her toes swayed slightly.

"Song Jiamu, I want to drink water."

"I have it in my mouth."

As Song Jiamu said that, he pouted and moved closer, Yun Shuqian pressed his face, and pushed him away angrily.

"Then wait for me for a while."

"Hey, here's the money."

Yun Shuqian clicked on the payment code and handed him the phone, Song Jiamu ran to the convenience store nearby to buy a bottle of Pulse and came back.

Unscrewing the cap, she took a few sips of the water bottle with both hands, and then Song Jiamu took a few more sips.

"Do you want to drink?"

"I drank a lot."

Song Jiamu screwed on the lid, and he sat down next to Yun Shuqian, with the pulse on his left.

"Song Jiamu, my legs are so sore, can you massage for me?"

"Please be sure to use me to your heart's content!"

Hearing her take the initiative to say this, Song Jiamu moved very quickly, as if afraid of her repentance, he hugged her white and tender legs and put them on his own. The girl's sitting posture also changed to facing He sat sideways, sitting very close to him, people in the distance couldn't see clearly, they might think she was sitting on his lap.

Yun Shuqian was sweating, but it didn't smell bad at all, instead, there was a strange fragrance that attracted him.

"You, what are you doing?!"

"Help you take off your shoes..."

"I won't take it off! How uncivilized!"

"It doesn't matter if it's late at night."

Song Jiamu hugged her leg with his right hand, pulled off her shoelace with his left hand, grabbed her heel and took it off, revealing her cute little feet in light blue short cotton socks.

Not to mention, after taking off the shoes, the feeling of coolness on the feet is very comfortable.

Then Song Jiamu took off her pair of light blue cotton socks, and the girl's tender and slender feet were completely exposed.

Song Jiamu's palms could easily wrap her little feet, and just after exercising, her soles were slightly sweaty, holding the warm ones.

"Won't you let me press?"

Song Jiamu's hand was kicked away by her. The girl's toes curled up, and her left foot was stacked on top of her right foot, preventing him from grabbing one of the feet with one hand.

"...Is that what you call press?"

Yun Shu glared at him with a blushing face, she didn't know what Song Jiamu was.

"Then where do you feel sore?"

"Calf..."

So Song Jiamu breathed into the palm of his hand, quickly rubbed it very hot, and then wrapped the palm around her calf.

Yun Shuqian's calf is the best thing Song Jiamu has ever touched. It is soft and full of elasticity, and the skin is as delicate as new cotton in early summer.

Right now, after running, the skin on her calf is still slightly greasy. His palm wraps around her calf, gently pinching and pressing for her. When he pinches the sore spot, she can't help but shrink her leg. , let out an itchy hmm sound from the immature throat.

"You take it easy..."

"Then try this again."

After pinching her with his warm palm, Song Jiamu picked up the still cold bottle of Pulse, and pressed the body of the bottle to the skin of her calf.

The warmth just now was replaced by the cold in an instant, and a feeling like an electric shock made her body tense up.

Song Jiamu held the body of the bottle, starting from her calves to help her cool down, all the way to her knees, and then to her tight thighs.

Yun Shuqian clamped the bottle to prevent him from freezing it again.

Originally, there was sweat on the skin, and it was even more wet after being chilled by the cold bottle.

She took out a tissue from her pocket, and Song Jiamu took out one from it, and gently wiped the sweat from her face and neck.

Occasionally passers-by walking by the river would pass in front of the stone chair, and Yun Shuqian, who was in such an ambiguous posture, would shyly bury her head in Song Jiamu's chest, and only raised her head again when the others walked away.

"You can just sit on my lap, and I'll hold you and tell you stories."

"I'll sit on your lap by myself? Zhutou Song, how dare you think... ah!"

Before she finished speaking, Song Jiamu used the posture of the princess hugging her before, slipped his left hand under her knee, and passed his right hand around her armpit. The girl picked it up to a height of more than ten centimeters, and when she put it down again, she sat on his lap.

It was originally sitting on a stone chair, but now sitting on his lap, the touch is completely different.

Yun Shuqian blushed instantly, and was about to come down coyly.

But Song Jiamu held her tightly, and when her legs jumped, he hugged her legs tightly with his left hand;
She struggled with her arm, and he hugged her arm tightly with his right arm.

Until she couldn't move her hands and feet, Yun Shuqian began to twist her body.

Song Jiamu's face turned red, his Adam's apple rolled, he hugged her tightly, and then pressed his lips against her.

As if a switch had been pressed, Yun Shuqian finally obediently stayed still.

But just as his lips left, she started moving again.

Song Jiamu had no choice but to warn her in her ear: "Don't move anymore! Otherwise, I won't have any pants to change!"

"……what?"

"What do you say?"

"...Rogue, pervert, let me go."

"That's only for you, Yun Shuqian, I like you to death."

"..."

The girl didn't speak. After feeling it quietly, she felt dangerous and embarrassing. She blushed almost to the point of dripping, and stared at him with big eyes in embarrassment.

"what did you just say?"

"Yun Shuqian, I like you to death."

"what?"

"Yun Shuqian, I like you to death."

"I didn't hear clearly."

"Yun Shuqian! I, Song Jiamu, like you to death!"

This time, Song Jiamu yelled out, the voice was so loud that the passers-by around couldn't help but look back.

Yun Shuqian didn't expect that he would suddenly lose his nerve. The eyes around her were like magnifying glasses that focused the sunlight on her face. She blushed instantly and hurriedly buried her head in his arms. He also refused to raise his head.

But she finally sat obediently and did not move around, and Song Jiamu also hugged her contentedly. Even though the weather is very hot now, holding such a warm and soft girl makes him feel satisfied.

"Crazy you! What if there are acquaintances around... I'm so ashamed!"

"Didn't you say you didn't hear it?"

Gradually, Yun Shuqian also relaxed. She curled up her legs, and she became a small one. She wrapped her arms around his waist and curled up comfortably in his arms.

Occasionally, she would move maliciously, and then raise her eyes to observe his rolling Adam's apple secretly, and pay attention to slapping his hand over the knee at any time.

Hmph, even if he is taken advantage of, he will never make it easy for him!
"Song Jiamu."

"……Um?"

"You, can you send me a rose tomorrow..."

"tomorrow?"

"Well, it's your birthday...and then, Valentine's Day."

When she said the last three words, her voice became very low, and she just nestled in his arms, so pure and tender.

The girl's sweetest heart is actually in full bloom, like a dew-stained flower bone, the petals are peeled off, and the fragrance released by the exposed flower heart in an instant makes people fascinated, and Song Jiamu can't help but hug it tightly again her, and bowed his head to kiss her.

After a while, Yun Shuqian pushed him away, and asked with a blushing face, "So are you going to see him or not?"

"It seems that there is no reason to send roses to Xiao Xunran on Valentine's Day, right?"

"Then there is a reason to put Xiao Xingran on your lap and kiss you desperately?"

"The flower is in your mouth. I'll look for it carefully and send it to you if I find it."

"Well……"

(It’s not easy to divide, so I’ll send it together. I don’t have it tonight, so everyone should rest early~ In addition, the update time at noon should be changed to 9.58 in the morning)
(End of this chapter)