"It's over, my mother must feel weird!"

"I didn't mean it. You just said the wrong thing yourself."

"What words..."

"Auntie didn't even ask me if I lived with you, so you just said, 'He's not with me.'"

"Woo."

The girl whimpered like a puppy and threw herself on the bed in frustration, unable to get up.

Song Jiamu was still sitting on the edge of the bed, so she kicked his buttocks with her feet.

"Why don't you open it? I'm going to bed!"

It is very superficial to fall asleep when encountering difficulties.

"Your hair isn't dry yet."

"..."

Yun Shuqian had no choice but to get up again, sitting on the bed like a duck, holding a pillow in his arms, pouting his little mouth, looking bored.

Song Jiamu brought the hair dryer over, but she refused to sit back on the bed obediently, so he had to sit on the edge of the bed, with one leg bent on the bed and the other leg under the edge of the bed, twisting his waist to hold up her hair.

Blow slowly.

"The line is not long enough. Come over here."

"..."

The girl didn't say anything, but she still moved her butt obediently and leaned towards him.

As her hair was slowly dried, the warm wind surrounded her, and the gentle hands of the young man behind her were playing with her hair, Yun Shuqian gradually became less depressed.

"Okay, if you feel sleepy, go to sleep."

Song Jiamu unplugged the hair dryer and put it away, picked up the bottle of mineral water that Yun Shuqian drank, unscrewed the cap and took a few sips, only opening her bottle of water, and they drank one bottle together to prevent

If you leave it for too long without drinking it, the water will go bad.

After drinking the water, he went to the bathroom and got ready to sleep.

When she came out of the bathroom, Yun Shuqian, who had just said she wanted to sleep, was still very energetic. She did not lie down to sleep obediently. She put the pillow up and leaned behind her, and the quilt was pulled up to cover her legs. The quilt moved every time, and it was hers.

Her feet were dangling inside, and she was half-lying down, holding her cell phone in her hand while booking tomorrow's trip.

"Song Jiamu, what time should we sleep until tomorrow?"

"What time do you want to sleep until?"

Seeing that she was not sleeping, Song Jiamu climbed onto her bed again and lay half-lying on the bed like her.

"Sleep until you wake up naturally!"

"Then wake up naturally, but I may wake up earlier than you. My biological clock is used to it. I will wake up at seven o'clock at the latest. Then I will go for a run in West Lake and come back to bring you breakfast."

Yun Shuqian turned to look at him. They were both sitting on the head of the bed, their shoulders in the middle were touching, and his face was very close.

"Are you going for a run tomorrow?"

"Of course."

"Why don't you run away..."

"...You want to corrupt me?"

Since Song Jiamu wanted to run, she changed her plan slightly.

"Then if you want to go for a run, go ahead and I'll sleep until I wake up naturally. Do you want to bring me breakfast?"

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"delicious!"

"Then I'll keep an eye out while I'm running to see what kind of special breakfasts there are at West Lake."

The two people's heads were close to each other and their voices were not loud. If they spoke softly, the other party could hear them clearly.

She smelled very good after taking a bath, the skin on the girl's arms was as smooth and tender as tofu, and her whole body was soft, making Song Jiamu couldn't help but get close to her.

Yun Shuqian did not avoid him, and moved her head closer to him unconsciously. She smelled the reassuring boyish scent on his body and rubbed against him comfortably through the quilt.

In this strange city far away from home, the two of them seemed to be hiding in a paradise. In this small world where there was only him and her, each other was a little presumptuous.

"Then we won't go out in the morning. We'll finish typing after breakfast, and then we'll go to Faxi Temple to play."

"Faxi Temple?"

"Yeah, it's a holy place for blessing! It's next to Lingyin Temple, so it's so nice to take pictures~"

"It seems that Faxi Temple is famous for seeking marriage..."

"You ask for yours, and I ask for mine."

"Fine."

Song Jiamu had no objection. In fact, it didn't matter where he went. He found that when he was with Yun Shuqian, his whole body relaxed. This kind of comfort was the most enjoyable scenery.

It wasn't until she put away her phone that the reserved girl pulled away from his shoulder.

"You still haven't gone back to sleep."

"Then I'll go back to sleep."

Song Jiamu climbed over mountains and ridges, somersaulting like a monkey, and fell onto the bed next to him.

As soon as he left, Yun Shuqian immediately felt that his bed was empty.

Plugging in the phone to charge, Yun Shuqian kicked the quilt twice, put the pillow away, and lay down obediently.

She had to video sleep with him every day, but she didn't have to do that today. Song Jiamu actually slept in the same room with her. She could see him when she opened her eyes. Thinking about it, it was like a dream.

Her heartbeat was a little faster. She pulled up the quilt and turned sideways to face him. Her mouth was hidden in the quilt, and her nose was also hidden in the quilt. Her beautiful black hair was scattered on the white pillow, and her big eyes were

Staring at Song Jiamu without blinking.

Song Jiamu also got under the quilt, but before lying down, he sat on the bed, turned off the alarm clock, and then turned sideways. This action made Yun Shuqian tighten the quilt that was tucked around her face, thinking that he was going to pounce.

, it turns out that I just plug in my phone to charge it.

"...Why are you looking at me?"

"To prevent you from suddenly attacking me."

"I am coming!!"

Song Jiamu suddenly opened the quilt.

"ah!"

Yun Shuqian was startled, like a frightened little white rabbit, she hurriedly put her head under the quilt and covered it tightly. This was not enough, she rolled up the four corners of the quilt and pressed it with her body.

Hiding under the quilt, she felt as safe as a fortress against atomic bombs, and no monsters or monsters could harm her.

After a while, when there was no movement, she opened a crack in the quilt and took a peek.

The lights were not turned off yet, and Song Jiamu was still half lying on the bed. He grabbed the hem of the T-shirt with both hands, and then pulled it up. His upper body, which was strong, beautiful and well-proportioned, and seemed to have a streamlined beauty, was exposed in front of Yun Shuqian.

Yun Shuqian in the quilt blushed and said sternly: "You, what are you doing?! Why are you taking off your clothes!"

"I take off my clothes to sleep at home. It's not like I haven't watched your video before. I can't sleep with my clothes on."

"We're not at home now!"

"Hey, I'm not bothering you in my bed. Just don't peek at me."

"Who is peeking at you?"

Yun Shuqian covered the seam of the quilt. This was the first time she saw him exposing his upper body up close. It was completely different from when he was a child. Song Zhutou had become very manly.

She turned around in the quilt, facing the other side, with her back to him.

But this posture always feels like there is danger behind me. Even a quilt fortress that can protect against atomic bombs cannot withstand this danger.

She had only turned her back to him for two seconds, and she felt like he was about to pounce on her in the next second, using his bare and strong upper body to hold her petite tightly in his arms and bully her.

So she turned around in the quilt again, facing his direction.

Song Jiamu didn't know what she was thinking, but he saw her tossing and turning restlessly in the quilt, just like she was sleeping when she was a child, not honest at all.

"Then I turn off the lights?"

"Turn it off..."

The squirming quilt snail paused at the sound, and then heard her muffled voice.

Song Jiamu turned off the light.

The room suddenly became dark. After the eyes adapted to the light, the darkness slowly turned into dimness. The light in the bathroom was still on. The light in the entrance was very obvious, like a night light, gradually reflecting the two pictures.

The quilt on the bed, and the silhouettes of boys and girls in the quilt.

After being suffocated in the quilt for a long time, Yun Shuqian finally couldn't hold back and exposed her head to get some air.
To be continued...