Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 6 Your mother is really good, now it's my mother
After going around, the cup of milk tea that she was supposed to drink still fell into her hands.

Yun Shuqian felt bloody.

The sweet and fragrant taste filled the mouth, coupled with Song Jiamu's deflated appearance, Yun Shuqian's mood immediately improved a lot.

Looking at the expression of enjoyment on her face, it is imminent to get back the scene.

Song Jiamu pretended to be surprised and asked, "Didn't you go on a blind date? Why did you come back so soon? Could it be that you weren't picked on?"

"Who told you that I went on a blind date?"

Yun Shuqian glared at this guy, and said as he walked, "I'm just going to get something from my friend. He's taller and more handsome than you. He's a gentleman."

"We have known each other for more than ten years. I don't know which friend of yours is more handsome than me. You don't draft drafts for bragging."

Hearing what she said, Song Jiamu was relieved, this is self-confidence.

Maybe Yun Shuqian really has friends he doesn't know, but it is absolutely impossible for him to be more handsome than him.

"shameless."

Yun Shuqian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, took two sips of milk tea, rolled her big eyes, and asked him curiously:
"What about you? You're dressed like a dog, maybe you've dated some girl?"

Her voice was raised a little higher, with an unbelievable look: "I came back so early, could it be a date?"

Song Jiamu's fist in his trouser pocket hardened, but his face showed a look of indifference, he burst out laughing, and cut:
"How is it possible! Do I need to date a girl? Although she is prettier than you, speaks softer than you, and looks taller than you..."

When it came to height just now, Yun Shuqian acted like a cat whose tail had been trampled on. She subconsciously stood on her heels and argued, "I'm not short! I'm 1.6 meters five!! You didn't even have the same height in the first grade of junior high school." I am tall!!"

1.6 meters 1.8 is indeed not short among girls, but Song Jiamu, who is [-] meters [-] in height, likes to hit her with this matter, because she grew up together since she was a child, and she developed first relying on herself to be a little taller than him, She also told him to call her sister.

As a result, at the beginning of the second year of junior high school, the height of the two of them reversed in two stages.

Yun Shuqian's 1.6-meter-two stature has hardly grown taller, and she has only grown by three centimeters until now at the age of 19.

And Song Jiamu is like a bamboo shoot in spring. From 1.6 meters tall in the first year of junior high school, he grew eight centimeters in the second year of junior high school, and another eight centimeters in the third year of junior high school. When he was in high school, Yun Shuqian could hardly talk to him. You have to keep your neck up.

Yun Shuqian once made Yun Shuqian wonder if Aunt Li gave this guy hormones. At that time, he only grew taller and looked like a bamboo pole. Now he has gradually gained weight and looks even and good-looking.

"Can you still grow?" Song Jiamu looked thoughtfully at her youthful breasts.

Noticing his gaze, Yun Shuqian was furious and straightened her back: "What do you want to say?"

"……nothing."

Song Jiamu felt the murderous intent, but he couldn't help but said, "Of course, I have a suggestion. Instead of meddling in my affairs all day, you might as well hurry up and find a boyfriend. Maybe you can have a long relationship in the future. Research shows that, Being in love can stimulate the secretion of estrogen, which can help to a certain extent... ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a piece of soft flesh around his waist was severely injured.

Yun Shuqian looked small, but his pinching force was not small at all. With his thumb and forefinger, he pinched his soft flesh and turned it around fiercely.

"Just be prepared to be single for the rest of your life, let's see who is blind and dares to marry you!"

Song Jiamu ran away, Yun Shuqian held the milk tea in one hand, and pulled the shoulder strap of the bag with the other hand, looking like he was about to tear him apart.

The gatekeeper at the gate of the community put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at the two people who chased me in.

This scene has been seen countless times in the past ten years.

The uncle shook his head, held up the newspaper again, and covered his face.

Yun Shuqian chased Song Jiamu all the way from the entrance of the community to the elevator entrance. Song Jiamu hurriedly pressed the elevator, but the elevator didn't come.

In the end, she was punched twice by her bang bang.

"Oh...! Hiss...! Ah...! Lighten up! Stop...my mother is here!"

"Who will believe your words!"

"Really!...Ah! Don't hit that!"

"If you trick me again, I'll be a puppy!"

Li Yuan, who had just returned home from get off work, saw her son being beaten fat by a pretty girl in a skirt.

"Cough cough."

Hearing the coughing sound from behind, Yun Shuqian turned around, her little hands were still holding onto Song Jiamu's clothes, and she quickly let go.

With his head down, blushing, he retreated obediently to a corner, and tugged at the strap of his bag uneasily: "Ms. Li..."

Song Jiamu, who had finally found a savior, would not let go of the opportunity to file a complaint, tidied up his clothes, and said to his mother with a look of 'you're done':

"Mom, look at the students you teach! If you catch me, you will beat me up!"

"Ms. Li... No, that's not the case!"

"Why not? Mom, you've seen it all, and she will bully me. You didn't believe me when I told you..."

Song Jiamu walked to his mother, but he didn't expect that Li Yuan not only didn't help him, but also patted him angrily: "If you don't mess with Qianqian, she will teach you a lesson?"

"?"

My dear mother!I am your son!How could the beating become a lesson?
Yes, Song Jiamu's mother used to be the class teacher in the second year of junior high school, and Yun Shuqian was her favorite student.

And in the second year of junior high school, studying in his mother's class was the most difficult year in Song Jiamu's life...

"You've been out of shape all day long. Look at Qianqian, who has received a school scholarship. If you don't work hard and learn from him, I want to beat you up..."

Li Yuan also twisted him, and Yun Shuqian's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the straw in his mouth to drink milk tea, trying to cover up the schadenfreude.

Sure enough, Aunt Li is the best.

Song Jiamu was so disheartened that he didn't dare to vent his anger.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi!One day, Yun Shuqian, I want you...

"You haven't apologized yet!"

"...Yes. Student Yun Shuqian, I was wrong, I shouldn't mess with you."

"It's okay, it's my fault."

"..."

There are ants crawling on him!
After his mother appeared, Song Jiamu was left out in the cold, whistling in boredom while waiting for the elevator to come down.

Li Yuan had a good chat with Yun Shuqian, asking her about her studies, talking about the changes in Su University, etc., as if they were in harmony.

The elevator came down.

Song Jiamu became the doorman, and opened the door to help block the door. When the two leaders went in first, he folded his hands in front of him, not daring to look back at them.

"Qianqian dressed up really nicely today. Is this dress newly bought? It's very beautiful. Did you go out to play?"

"Hmm, I..."

Hearing the voice behind, Song Jiamu couldn't help but interrupted.

"She's on a date today!"

(End of this chapter)