Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 41 The First Cup of Milk Tea in Spring

After class at noon, Song Jiamu and Zhang Sheng went to the cafeteria to eat together.

Today is the last day of recruitment, and yesterday's leaflets haven't been distributed yet.

Fortunately, the weather is beautiful, the rain that has been raining all morning has finally stopped, and the birds are jumping on the tall palm trees, shaking off the water droplets on the leaves.

Naturally, Song Jiamu forgot to bring the umbrella.

It wasn't until seeing him talking and laughing with a few boys downstairs that Yun Shuqian silently put away his umbrella, trying to tidy up the umbrella leaves and tie them up.

I don’t know what’s going on in my head every day. An umbrella costs 30 to [-] yuan. Such a prodigal, be careful, the child’s milk powder money will be gone in the future.

After Yun Shuqian and Yuan Caiyi had dinner together, she returned to the recruiting tent.

I thought that he came late yesterday and would be earlier today, but after waiting for 10 minutes, he still hasn't come.

Open WeChat and send a message to 'Song Zhutou': "Where are you? Where are you?"

When the news was bombarded, he didn't reply. The little girl was extremely depressed, and she looked in the direction of the dining hall helplessly, planning to teach him a lesson later.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiamu ran over from the direction of the teaching building.

"Damn, I just went to the cafeteria to have a meal. I remembered that I forgot to take my umbrella, so I ran back to the teaching building to look for it. What the hell, some bastard stole my umbrella. I won't have an asshole when I have a baby..."

Song Jiamu was so angry that he sat down next to Yun Shuqian.

"I also said to come early today. I really didn't mean to be late on purpose. I went to find an umbrella... um..."

He was still talking, his eyes fell on the dark blue folding umbrella on the table, his voice became smaller and smaller, his pupils trembled, and the soft flesh around his waist began to ache like a conditioned reflex...

"Keep talking, classmate Song Jiamu, I'm listening."

"...Yes! The umbrella I lost is exactly the same as yours, I'll look for it again!"

"Stop, tell me who gives birth without an asshole."

"Ah, it hurts... I, I."

Yun Shuqian let go of him angrily, "Hurry up, before it rains, destroy the remaining leaflets."

Song Jiamu was speechless, touched his waist, and said to find a way to reconcile with her, but in the end it pissed her off again. Could it be that the two are born to be against each other...

Seeing that Yun Shuqian had divided the leaflets and was ready to go, Song Jiamu stretched out his other hand in front of her.

"Well, for you."

It's different from yesterday's ice cream. Today is a cup of milk tea. He bought it in the cafeteria after dinner, and he specially ordered hot one. After all, it's a lot colder today.

"No."

"Take it, I bought it specially for you."

Song Jiamu stuffed the milk tea into her hand.

Yun Shuqian still wanted to refuse, but when her slightly cold little hands touched the warm milk tea, she couldn't push it away.

"How much is it this time?" She held the milk tea in one hand and took out her phone with the other.

"Please." Song Jiamu said generously.

"...Don't think that bribing the president with milk tea will reduce your work tasks."

Yun Shuqian looked at him with a strange expression. Every time he took the initiative to give something, he always had bad intentions. He either borrowed notes from her, begged her to cancel her name, or simply paid off the debt.

"I've drank this one before. It's delicious. I bought it specially for you to taste."

"I don't believe it, don't, drink it yourself."

Yun Shuqian pushed the milk tea to him again.

"Hey, why are you so stubborn..."

"No, I suspect you have other thoughts."

"Are you still afraid that I won't succeed in chasing you? What's the relationship between us? If another boy gives you milk tea, it must have bad intentions."

Song Jiamu grabbed her little hand, and when she clenched her fist, he broke off her fingers one by one, and then forced the milk tea into her hand, but she refused to hold it, so he gave it one by one He closed her fingers and wrapped her little hand with both hands, letting her hold it firmly.

Yun Shuqian used to control her hand, when she was tugging with him, her big eyes stared blankly at his hand, watching him scratch and touch her little hand, her heart beat faster, her pretty face blushed unconsciously ...

"How can you give milk tea to girls like this?"

What kind of coquettish way of delivering milk tea, he is useless, he directly puts milk tea in her hand hardcore, this trick is not for everyone to learn, otherwise there is a high probability that the food in the detention center is not bad.

"Anyway, you just take it and drink it. If you don't want it, I'll find a random senior sister to give it to me."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Shuqian refused to return the milk tea to him, and held it tightly with her two little hands, as if she was afraid that he would snatch it back.

"Then you also give it to senior sister like this? Take the opportunity to touch someone's hand?"

"...What kind of image do I have in your mind?"

"Hmph, anyway, even if you invite me to drink milk tea, I won't promise you to do something I don't want to do."

Song Jiamu feels tired, and the road to reconciliation is a long way to go. It can't be like when he was a child, he just gave her a candy, and she said with starry eyes, "Song Jiamu, you are so kind to me, I want to be with you." Lots of babies! 'What.

"I'm off to work, you stay home."

"Don't be lazy, I'm watching you."

Song Jiamu took the flyer and left. Yun Shuqian blinked at him for a while, then sat down, inserted the straw, held the warm milk tea in both hands, and took a sweet sip.

The sugar made her taste buds jump, and her mood improved a lot.

He opened his palm and looked at his own hands. The snow-white skin was still a little red because of the entanglement just now. At this moment, a pair of small hands were hot, and they were clenched into small fists again, and shrunk into his arms.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sky darkened again, and it began to rain again.

Song Jiamu ran into the tent, and there were traces of raindrops on his coat.

"What should we do now? It's raining again, and the weather is bad. Today's effect is worse than yesterday." Panting, he unscrewed the bottle of mineral water that Yun Shuqian handed him, and drank a few sips.

The water wasn't too icy, she seemed to have pulled it out of her bosom.

"Let's watch for a while, it shouldn't be raining heavily, and it may stop after a while."

Yun Shuqian took out the registration form: "Three people who signed up yesterday contacted me just now, saying they won't join..."

"It's okay, it's better than being silent during the interview." Song Jiamu comforted.

"..." Yun Shuqian gave him an angry look.

She refused to leave, and it was not easy for Song Jiamu to leave her alone. If she really ran away, what would be better than fighting till old age.

It's a pity that Yun Shuqian's judgment was wrong. Not only did the rain not stop, but it became heavier and heavier.

The tent was rattled by the raindrops, and the wind came out from the side, mixed with icy water vapor, piercing through the defense of the clothes, and it was so cold that the clouds shivered.

The point is that this dilapidated tent is not very useful, and occasionally a few drops of water will fall, just falling to the collar, which is so sour.

"Aren't you leaving?" Song Jiamu asked her again.

"Walking back to the classroom now will only get your shoes wet. Go back by yourself." Yun Shuqian shrank her legs and stepped on her little white shoes on the horizontal bar of the chair.

"alright."

Song Jiamu opened the umbrella.

Yun Shuqian looked at him, thinking that he was going to leave by himself, leaving her here foolishly.

Unexpectedly, he moved the chair to the direction of the wind, sat down next to her, blocked the wind, and put up an umbrella under the tent.

"Why are you standing there, come closer."

"……Oh."

(Thanks to the leader of the classmate, the boss, the boss is generous, and the boss makes a fortune. They are all old book friends. Thank you very much for your support~!)
　Thank you Aha for the 3000 coins, the boss is generous!I also thank Mo Chenxi for the [-] coins, and many classmates for the reward of [-] coins and [-] coins, thank you everyone~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)