Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 93 Do you want to eat my little crucian carp (please subscribe)
After Song Jiamu appeared, all of Yun Shuqian's plans were disrupted.

She didn't take a bus home, and even when she rode an electric car home, the route wasn't going home. Song Jiamu drove her, and the two of them went for a round of laughter.

The newly delivered car didn't have a lot of battery power. Seeing that it was about to run out of power, the two drove to the community again.

Uncle Liu put down the newspaper in his hand, adjusted his reading glasses, and watched the two guys go in quickly.

There is a charging pile for battery cars in the community, Song Jiamu parked the car here.

"Get out of the car."

He put his feet on the ground and held the car firmly.

Yun Shuqian's legs were not as long as his, and he supported his shoulders to get down. After sitting for a long time, his legs became numb.

She tidied up her clothes, and after taking off the helmet, her little face was also a little red, which must be stuffy.

Song Jiamu went to charge and lock the car, and Yun Shuqian was standing not far away waiting for him.

I don't know when it started, it seems to have become a habit, I will wait for him subconsciously, and in the process of waiting, I will quietly watch his movements and his face.

When Song Jiamu locked the car and looked back, Yun Shuqian saw the sky.

"Hey, you haven't eaten yet, right?" Song Jiamu asked.

"No, I'll do it at home later."

"Didn't I catch a lot of small crucian carp yesterday? I asked my grandpa to fry them so crispy that even the bones are crispy and very fragrant."

"I heard you said that your grandfather is a chef, right?"

"Well, then I brought you back a pack specially for you to taste, you can't eat it anywhere else." Song Jiamu was very proud.

Yun Shuqian's heart moved, she wanted to hurt him, but he brought it to her, so even if it tasted bad, she would not be able to say a bad word.

"real or fake……"

"I caught it myself! There are also green dumplings, which are also delicious, and I brought some for you too."

"Thank you~ But even if you bring me a lot of delicious food, you must write the report to me."

"...This is too unreasonable!"

"Humph~"

Seeing his pained face, the girl was in a good mood, and took the initiative to press down the elevator. When the elevator came, she took the initiative to press down the floor again. She even felt that if she went to his room tonight and saw messy clothes, she would Don't mind tidying it up for him.

When there was no one else in the elevator, Song Jiamu didn't turn around and stood face to face with her.

Yun Shuqian also leaned against the elevator wall, staring straight at him.

I haven't seen him for a day, and this guy hasn't changed much, but he looks better than before.

It seems that every day I look at him, I am more pleasing to the eye than the day before.

Song Jiamu also feels the same way. Although the girl in front of her doesn't have a proud figure, she always looks better every day. Her small mouth is very cute, her small nose is also very cute, and her big eyes are also very cute. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms as he spoke in such a low voice, after all, she was so small.

Song Jiamu was wearing a T-shirt, and Yun Shuqian was wearing an extra thin knitted sweater. Looking at his outfit, it seemed that he had entered summer early.

"Are you tanned?" Yun Shuqian broke the silence.

"Is there?" Song Jiamu didn't feel it himself.

"That's not it." Yun Shuqian said, otherwise he would say, "So you observed me so carefully, and you really treat me..." He would have died in the elevator.

"I'm going to get a little tan. It's not too dark. It's just the kind of wheat-colored skin with muscles. What do you think?"

"Don't have too many muscles, the big ones don't look good."

"It's not muscular, just like Peng Yuyan, who looks thin when dressed, but has flesh when undressed."

"it is good……"

Yun Shuqian's talent for fantasy was activated, imagining Song Jiamu with such a figure, holding the petite her in his arms, his arms around her behind him, her small hands holding his strong forearm, he Kiss her face, then suck her earlobe...

It's over, it's over, I really read too many little yellow books!How can it be so easy to fantasize!Caiyi was right, why did he think of him? !

"Why is your face so red?"

"Hot. The elevator is stuffy."

When the 23rd floor arrived, Yun Shuqian walked out of the elevator first.

Opening the door of the house, Song Jiamu also came in with her, and was going home after Nian Nian.

Basking in the sun on the balcony every year, the sun-baked kitten can't move at all. Even when Song Jiamu called it, it just raised the tip of its tail and turned over lazily.

The kitten, which was once lively like a puppy, is becoming more and more like a cat.

It wasn't until Song Jiamu carried it into the room to cool off that it lovingly rubbed its big tail around his legs.

"What are you eating tonight?" Song Jiamu asked when Yun Shuqian walked into the kitchen.

"There are still some ribs left over from lunch, just cook a meal and heat it up in the rice cooker." Yun Shuqian said, eating alone is very casual.

"Then you'd better stop cooking and come to my house to eat. My grandma asked me to bring back a lot of dishes, which have never been served on the table. They were specially made and brought back."

"No, I'll eat it myself."

"Come on, come on, my parents are not at home, so I can't finish eating by myself."

"what?"

Yun Shuqian was moved when she heard that her uncle and aunt were not at home.

"Not anymore..." His tone softened.

"Come on, come on, bring back so many dishes, it would be a waste if you don't eat them, next time you cook them back for me, it's fine."

The plan was disrupted by him again, Yun Shuqian didn't even finish the pork ribs rice, so he dragged her home with the cat.

Yun Shuqian hugged the cat, while Song Jiamu carried cat food, litter trays and other miscellaneous things, and handed her the key to open the door.

Holding his keys and opening the door of his house is also a wonderful feeling.

As soon as the door opened, Song Chi and Li Yuan in the living room looked over, and they were stunned when they saw 'carrying big and small bags to go home together'.

Yun Shuqian was also stunned, and immediately turned to look at Song Jiamu.

Song Jiamu didn't dare to meet her eyes, pushed her into the room with a guilty conscience, and shouted loudly into the room: "Dad! Mom! Haven't you cooked yet? I'll bring Yun Shuqian over to have a meal together."

"Qianqian! That's great! I haven't come to eat at home for a long time, come in quickly."

Li Yuan came out warmly.

It's great now, Yun Shuqian can't run away even if she wants to, it can't be said that Song Jiamu lied to her that I came because you were not at home, she even dressed very casually, her little feet buckled on the slippers in an instant tight……

Song Jiamu!Song Jiamu!You are dead!Dead! !
It was different from coming to see cats at night. After all, I went to Song Jiamu's house for dinner as an outsider, and the plan was disrupted again. Yun Shuqian lost her mind for a while.

Song Chi and Li Yuan were very enthusiastic. They let Yun Shuqian sit down on the sofa, poured her a cup of tea, and pushed fruits and other things in front of her.

Yun Shuqian took a sip of tea from the cup and chatted with the two elders, but her eyes were searching for the culprit.

But Song Jiamu was very vigilant, and he didn't know where to hide after entering the house, so he avoided the limelight first.

After putting down the teacup, Song Chi refilled her tea, and Yun Shuqian quickly picked up the cup.

"Uncle, I can do it myself."

"Okay, then uncle, let's prepare dinner first, Qianqian, don't be too polite, take what you want to eat yourself, everyone is so familiar with it, just treat this as your own home, and I will often come to eat in the future."

"Well, thank you uncle."

The little girl is very well-behaved, how can the elders not like it.

Song Chi and Li Yuan went to prepare dinner together. Since Yun Shuqian is also coming to dinner tonight, let's make it bigger. As if she was half a daughter.

Yun Shuqian was relieved when the elder was gone.

She secretly glanced at her uncle and aunt in the kitchen, finished the cup of tea, clenched her fists, and walked to Song Jiamu's room calmly.

Open the door and look at him through the crack of the door. He is sitting in front of the computer and pretending to write a report.

After closing the door, Yun Shuqian locked the door, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Song! Jia! Wood!"

"Calm down! Be sure to calm down!"

"You are dead!"

"Ouch, hiss, it hurts, don't be so rough, I'm going to shout!"

Song Jiamu ran away with his head in his arms, hid on the bed, and wrapped himself in a quilt like a snail.

The shy and annoyed girl would not let him go, she also climbed onto the bed, grabbed his pillow and patted him.

The two made a lot of noise, but the sound was very small. Fortunately, the quality of the bed was good. Even if they were fighting like this on the bed, the bed was still stable.

After a while, Yun Shuqian finished venting her physical strength and sat on the bed in the posture of a duck sitting. In front of her was a pile of snails under the quilt, which could not be beaten.

Her breathing was a little short, her green chest was heaving, her face was a little red, and her hair was messed up, so she calmed down and sorted out the situation.

Since the second day of junior high school, she has never eaten alone at Song Jiamu's house.

The two families have dinner together once or twice a year, and it's her parents who make the arrangements. They either eat at home or go to a hotel. The relationship between the two has not changed much, but the relationship between her and Song Jiamu is changing.

When having dinner together, the position of the two of them changed from being next to each other to being at the farthest end. After a meal, it was all the parents of both sides talking, and the two of them just buried themselves in the hard work, and broke up after eating, unlike when they were young, they broke up early. Run out to play together after eating.

When I was a child, I didn't think it was a problem eating alone at Song's house, except that I was a little timid at first, but I got used to it later, and my uncle would cook her favorite dishes.

Yun Shu took a deep breath, calmed down, thought about the two elders in the kitchen who were happy because she came to eat at home, and thought about the fruits and snacks that the aunt on the table specially brought out her favorite, and then thought about it. Thinking that Song Jiamu specially 'tricked her' to come to eat at home, she suddenly felt the taste of her childhood, when before eating, he and she would hide in the room and play on the bed, it seems that it is the same now...

Stop, stop, she's beating him!Not playing with him!

She hates Song Zhutou who disrupts her plan the most!
But think about it again, Song Jiamu wouldn't have risked his life to trick her into having dinner at home some time ago.

The relationship between the two of them is indeed a lot closer. With such a closeness, it's okay to have dinner together.

Seeing no movement for a long time, Song Jiamu sneaked his head out of the snail shell.

"You're done so soon?"

"..."

The pillow flew over, and as soon as he caught it, Yun Shuqian came to grab the pillow from him.

Until he held his hands firmly.

The girl's hands were very small, and when she held them, Song Jiamu remembered the little crucian carp he caught yesterday. They were slippery, tender and white, and even struggled like them.

The two were very close, Song Jiamu was lying on his back, Yun Shuqian was half pressed on him through the quilt, his posture was a bit bad.

It wasn't until his hands were grabbed by him that Yun Shuqian realized how strong he was. He just pulled her lightly, and she fell on the bed with him.

Maybe he will turn over and hold her down, then lift her hands up and press her on the bed, and then... when is it time!Why are you thinking nonsense again!

He felt the warmth of his palm, and the girl blushed bit by bit, she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anxiety.

"Song Jiamu...!"

She tried her best to pretend to be fierce: "Believe it or not, I'll yell!"

"Then you shout, I will not move."

"..."

Just kidding, if you really shout, if your uncle and aunt see him and her in this posture, you don't have to live.

Song Jiamu was on the bottom, Yun Shuqian was on top, half pressed on him, the girl's hair drooped and fell on his face, itchy and fragrant.

"Let go...!"

"Then you are not allowed to beat me. I am afraid that you will be bored after eating, so I called you here."

"You lied to me."

"I won't lie to you, can you come?"

"..."

"What I'm saying is true."

"...what really?"

"The little crucian carp I caught is really delicious. Even the bones are crispy. I brought it to you specially."

"..."

(End of this chapter)