Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 20 Prohibition of Doing Too Much to the President
The setting sun in March fell on the school road, elongating the shadows of the two of them.

Song Jiamu ran up to her and blocked her way with his hands open.

"What are you doing!"

Yun Shuqian spoke in an angry tone, but she couldn't hide the happiness and complacency in her eyes at all. This annoying ghost still wants to fish, and he doesn't look at who is the fish.

"Well, let's make an exchange, you tell me what book you are writing, and then I will tell you what book I am writing."

"Well……"

Yun Shuqian also stopped, her big eyes rolled around.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"..."

Song Jiamu realized the danger, and hastily imposed additional conditions on such an exchange: "You can't hide it, you can't escape, and each person takes turns exchanging a word."

"Then say a few words first, and I'll think about it later." Yun Shuqian didn't agree either.

Song Jiamu thought about it, but luckily his book title was long enough, so it didn't hurt him.

""Junior Sister...", how about it, isn't it sincere enough!"

"Uh-huh."

Yun Shuqian suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "Just listening to these two words is already very embarrassing! Junior sister, student Song Jiamu, I understand, I understand, goodbye!"

After speaking, he turned himself into a little loach, and by virtue of his short stature, he snorted under his creaking nest and ran away with a coquettish smile.

Song Jiamu, who suffered a loss, would not give up, he chased after her, caught her, and scratched her.

Compared with her pinching the soft flesh around his waist and twisting it a few times at every turn, the punishment of tickling her flesh is really a gentleman.

Yun Shu was out of breath with a smile. For some reason, when she saw him deflated, she felt relieved.

It doesn't matter if you are punished.

It was a fool who exchanged book titles with him. She knew that he was just a pen and paper, so she would naturally know what books he wrote. If she told him the books, wouldn't it be the same as saying loudly, 'I'm just a nerd'.

Probably because she laughed too hard, she gradually lost much strength in patting his little hand, her pretty face was flushed, her breathing and heartbeat were not calm.

After arguing and arguing, the two of them came back to their senses and distanced themselves without saying a word.

They glanced at each other secretly from the corner of their eyes, but they didn't know what each was thinking.

It was Song Jiamu who broke the weird atmosphere first: "Cut, let's not talk about it, I don't really want to know."

"I'm reminded of the story about the turtle eating the grapes."

"Has the fox raced the rabbit?"

"Please don't compare yourself to a cute and smart fox."

"Aren't turtles cute?"

Song Jiamu was not convinced, obviously the turtle is also cute, okay?

Yun Shu snorted slightly, and continued walking with the flyer in her arms.

What a nuisance, don't you know that men and women should avoid suspicion? How could they tickle other girls like this?

But he seems to only treat her like this. After all, since he was a child, he has never seen him treat other girls so much...

However, he seemed to think it was quite normal?
After all, if it wasn't for Song Jiamu, she wouldn't be able to accept a boy making trouble to her like this...

Extending it and thinking about it, if she saw Song Jiamu 'bullying' other girls like this, she would definitely feel uncomfortable. Regardless of what caused the discomfort, she would definitely complain to Aunt Li.

"I've decided!" she said out of nowhere.

"Are you going to tell me the title of the book?" Song Jiamu who was on the side became energetic again.

"...Don't be obsessed with this kind of thing, okay? Song Jiamu, you are not stupid, please use your brain in the right place!"

"I think you have a bad habit of defining others according to your own preferences."

"Am I wrong? If you work harder, you can at least improve your grades a lot, right?"

"Yun Shuqian, you are talking more and more like my mother..."

This is also where Song Jiamu has a problem with her. She always somehow regards herself as someone of his, and then talks to him in a certain tone of lecture. People who don't know think that they have a child relationship.

Yun Shuqian didn't answer his words, and continued to talk about what she had decided:
"First of all, it's not enough just to form an association. An association must have rules. The first rule is to prohibit doing excessive things to the president."

"...What kind of community rules are these, are you sure you want to write them into the community program?"

"Of course not, this is specially for you, as long as you know it yourself."

Song Jiamu was hesitant to speak but stopped, and he stopped talking and wanted to. May I ask if the community is bullying, can I apply for legal aid?
"Article [-], in order to ensure the privacy of members, no one is allowed to inquire about other people's works, except for members who actively inform the works."

"..."

Well, this one is quite correct, especially when it comes to recruiting new people, otherwise there may be many people who want to join the club, but are discouraged by the inconvenient disclosure of their works.

"I have a question."

"As an ordinary member, you don't have the right to participate in the formulation of community rules yet."

"...I just want to ask, what kind of thing is called too much?"

"Such as scratching the president's itch, contradicting the president."

"Then you didn't pinch me too?"

"Please pay attention to the wording! I was in self-defense!"

"I want to apply for democratic arbitration."

"you sure?"

Yun Shuqian relaxed, as if he had a winning ticket in his hands, he nodded and said, "Then I'll ask Aunt Li to judge whether this is too much..."

"...I have a problem with my attitude."

Song Jiamu quickly confessed, just kidding, she really went to her mother to complain, and he still has good fruit to eat?

The mother was so kind to her that Song Jiamu once suspected that she was his own, and the two families had the wrong child.

After finishing the leaflet, Yun Shuqian took Song Jiamu to the school union activity management department and borrowed a tent from there.

Without the help of other boys, the drudgery of moving the tent naturally fell on Song Jiamu's head.

Fortunately, Yun Shuqian didn't do it empty-handed, it's just how much strength she added up.

It wasn't completely useless, Song Jiamu looked back at her from time to time, and gained strength from his grief and indignation, and moved the tent to the designated place with a sigh of relief.

"Let's just go here. Although the location is a little bit worse, it can be regarded as a stronghold."

"No, I'm going to take a break..."

Song Jiamu sat on the stone pier, sweating on his forehead. The broken tent was quite heavy, weighing more than 40 kilograms.

Looking back, Yun Shuqian was taking something out of the bag, and then came over and spread his palms——

"Here, candy, please."

It seems that the president is not completely heartless...

Song Jiamu went to pick up the candy in her hand, the packaging looked familiar...

"... Yun Shuqian, why don't you treat me to the candy I gave you?"

It's really jumping high in the toilet, passing feces!

(End of this chapter)