Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 13
It is my good fortune to meet you.

Yun Shuqian's small mouth was like Gatling's, crackling the plot of the whole play.

When Song Jiamu came out of the noodle soup shop, she followed behind his buttocks, he covered his ears, Yun Shuqian broke his arm, and continued chanting like a sutra.

"Because their daughter got into a car accident on the bridge. In fact, she got out of the car suddenly after encountering a pervert, but it was considered to be..."

"Stop, stop..."

"No! No!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Yun Shuqian was relentless towards him.

Song Jiamu was afraid of her, so he trotted all the way to the bus stop, just when the bus came, so he quickly swiped his card to get on the bus.

Not to be outdone, the little girl talked about the plot while chasing him by the hem of his clothes, and got on the bus together.

"Fortunately, one of her senior sisters took a photo of the pervert, and then... woo woo!"

Song Jiamu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his big hand to cover Gatling's little mouth.

Not to mention, the skin on Yun Shuqian's face was like the whitest and tenderest tofu. After he covered her mouth, her little face quickly turned red, twisting and turning in his arms, as if she couldn't catch it. The same as the little loach.

"Ah! Let go... let go..."

Before he could feel it carefully, she bit him hard.

There were so many people on the bus that there was no place to sit, so the fight between the two naturally attracted the attention of the crowd.

Being watched like this, even Song Jiamu felt a little embarrassed, nodded apologetically to the people around him, and quickly let go of Yun Shuqian.

"Humph……"

Yun Shuqian's face turned even redder, but fortunately she finally calmed down, stepped on him hard, leaned on the chair beside her, and turned her back to ignore him.

"What kind of words..." Song Jiamu muttered.

"It's not all about you!" She looked as if she didn't listen, but her pinkish little ears were pricked, and she didn't miss every bad word he said.

"What's wrong with me..."

Song Jiamu felt very innocent, so he had no choice but to say: "Then what do you want to ask, just ask."

It would have been better if it had been like this earlier!
Yun Shuqian turned around and saw Song Jiamu holding a mobile phone in one hand, canceling the subscription to that drama, and next to his index finger, there were clearly visible small teeth marks...

It's not the first time I bit him...

There is still a slight, a little salty feeling on the tip of the tongue.

... so disgusting!

She couldn't help asking: "You, which hand do you usually use to go to the toilet?"

"That's all you ask?"

Song Jiamu was speechless, and stretched out the right hand just now in front of her. The index finger and middle finger were compared to scissors, and they were clamped: "Just use these two... hiss! What are you doing?!"

"Disgusting! Rogue! Perverted!"

Yun Shuqian grabbed the soft flesh at his waist and turned it around. While talking, she stopped holding on to the things, turned the bag around, and was about to wipe her mouth with a tissue.

The bus stopped abruptly, and she threw herself into Song Jiamu's arms without standing still.

Song Jiamu also hugged her subconsciously.

The soft and small body just fit into his arms, her hair was scattered in his collar, and there was a burst of fresh and elegant fragrance in his nose, which was the unique fragrance of a girl, warm and hot.

Yun Shuqian's whole body's movements stopped, and she froze in his arms. She felt waves of heat coming from those big hands behind her shoulders, which made her heart tremble and then thump. Plopping, running like a non-stop...

"Oh, why does this person ride an electric bike like this..."

"Scared me..."

"If you're in a hurry, you can't grab the lane..."

Everyone in the car is hunting down the culprit.

The two who had just merged into one also separated.

Yun Shuqian regained her footing, and this time she didn't dare to move any more. Her little hand firmly grasped the railing, and she lowered her head slightly. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her chest full of youthful vigor rose and fell with her breathing. Suddenly a very good look...

"Isn't that a sign? If it wasn't for me, you would have fallen on your ass just now."

Song Jiamu rubbed the tip of his nose to break the awkward atmosphere.

Although the relationship between the two is very good, no, it's a bad relationship, but it always feels weird to hug each other like this...

"stinky……"

"What?"

"I said you stink to death! A smell of sweat!"

"I don't make drafts when I lie, my freshly washed clothes smell like fresh mite corpses..."

"I Yue."

Yun Shuqian covered her neck with one hand, and stuck out her little tongue, as if about to spit it out.

Song Jiamu didn't care about her.

The two were silent all the way, and when they reached the school stop, she got off the bus first.

The pace was fast, as if fleeing, and soon disappeared.

Song Jiamu didn't follow either.

It seems to be a habit that has been cultivated for so many years. In order to avoid misunderstandings such as "you go to school together" from classmates, the two of them will always distance themselves tacitly when they are in school.

Occasionally, when they go out together, they will always be in a place near the school. One of them slows down, while the other speeds up in coordination.

The reason for this change is nowhere to be found, it seems to have happened suddenly from a certain day.

Song Jiamu walked slowly on the campus as the morning sun rose.

Sometimes he would think, if a long time ago, when she quickened her pace, he didn't slow down, but followed her, what would it be like now?
……

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were in the same class, so they were naturally in the same classroom during class.

There are still 10 minutes before class starts, but compared to the past, the class is very lively.

Some were laughing, some were retching in Yue, Yue, and the girls gathered together in a group, covering their noses and looking at the group of boys opposite.

"It stinks! Don't come here!"

"It doesn't stink! If you don't believe me, smell it..."

Seeing Song Jiamu coming in, a boy ran to him with his clothes on.

"Come on, Jiamu, smell it and see what it smells like."

"What the hell..."

Song Jiamu didn't dare to get too close, moved his nose slightly, and smelled a strange but familiar smell.

"Did you fall into the cesspit?"

"...Damn! It really smells?! Why can't I smell it, this dormitory can't live!"

Several boys were desperate, Song Jiamu finally found out, it turned out that in the middle of the night last night, the cesspit in the 506 dormitory exploded...

One can imagine that picture, all kinds of yellow, brown, and black unknown objects poured out of the pit like a volcanic eruption, overflowed the balcony, flowed into the dormitory, and the whole dormitory spread into a sea of ​​dung.

And this group of boys who slept like pigs didn't notice at all, until the classmate who woke up first in the morning and stepped on the shit said "Fuck"...

"Sorry, it's normal to not be able to smell the smell after being marinated all night."

Just as Song Jiamu was about to pat the other person on the shoulder, he withdrew his hand while it was still in the air, covered his nose and dodged, ran to the front of the classroom, and found a seat to sit down.

Yun Shuqian sat in front of him, surrounded by girls.

Fortunately, the air here is still fragrant...

(End of this chapter)