She obviously had an umbrella, but she still lay on his back and ran with him in the rainy night. This must be a stupid thing that a couple in love would do!

The extremely happy and crazy mood continued all the way.

Until the moment he stepped into the hotel lobby, the doorman in hotel uniform, the pedestrians taking temporary shelter from the rain under the eaves, the tenants coming out of the hotel holding umbrellas...these people's eyes seemed to suddenly appear, and they looked vaguely.

Qian pretty face is hot.

Like an ostrich, she buried her head deep in Song Jiamu's back and did this super childish thing with him. She was so embarrassed that she refused to raise her head even if no one saw her.

"Sir, do you need help?"

The lobby manager saw the two people looking embarrassed and hurriedly came over to greet them.

It was raining heavily outside, and these two guys were soaked. They obviously had umbrellas in their hands? Did they jump into the West Lake?! Especially the girl lying behind the boy looked like she had fainted. How could they not?

Scared the manager.

"Oh, it's okay!"

You two don't look like you're okay at all!

The manager wanted to say something else, but when he saw the girl behind him moving, she lowered her voice and urged: "Go quickly! Go quickly!" Fortunately, he didn't faint, so the manager felt relieved and took the initiative to press the elevator button for them.

"Thanks."

"...Sir, if you need any help, just let me know."

"Can you send me a pot of hot water to 1609? It would be best if you could put some slices of ginger."

"OK."

The elevator door closed, leaving only Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian in this small space. The girl who was so embarrassed that she was almost mistaken for fainting raised her face from behind him.

She is not as shameless as Song Jiamu!

He obviously did something childish, but he still had the nerve to ask others to bring him hot water. As expected, Song Zhutou is the most shameless in the world!

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became. She raised her fist and hit him on the shoulder.

"Ouch, why did you hit me? It hurts!"

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, people must be watching the joke outside!"

"You don't even hold an umbrella even if you have one!"

"You, you run so fast, how can I hold an umbrella?"

"Then you still have time to bite me!"

Yun Shuqian opened his collar and took a look. There were clearly visible teeth marks on his strong shoulders. Because he was a little more excited, he bit harder and the marks lasted for a while.

It can't go away anymore.

"Is it cold?" Song Jiamu turned to look at the reflection in the elevator mirror and clearly saw the embarrassed appearance of the two people.

"It's not cold." Yun Shuqian felt warm all over.

Although they were running wildly in the rain, the two of them were not completely soaked. At least Song Jiamu's back and Yun Shuqian's chest were dry. After all, she was very close to him, almost her entire body was pressed against him.

On the back.

The girl was very soft, and when she was pressed against him like this, Song Jiamu also felt warm, but it was a pity that he didn't have the experience of having a little kitten hidden between them.

But at least the hearts are very close! -Song Jiamu comforted himself this way.

He looked at Yun Shuqian in the mirror and couldn't help but burst out laughing. This was the first time he saw her looking so embarrassed.

Her beautiful hair was wetted by the rain and formed into bunches, clinging to her fair face like waterweed. The white T-shirt she was wearing was also wetted and turned into a translucent color, covering her shoulders and back.

The close contact between her back makes the boundary between her skin and the surrounding scenery very blurred, and every line depicting her gives people a delicate and soft impression, which naturally makes people feel a strong sense of care.

However, Song Jiamu knew that the girl behind him was not as soft as she looked at all. Her bite just now made him scream in pain.

"What are you laughing at."

"I didn't laugh."

"You're smiling! I've seen it all!"

Even though she had already gotten into the elevator, Yun Shuqian still had no intention of getting off him. When he was laughing, she would hit him and kick her calves.

After coming out of the elevator and arriving at the door of the room, Song Jiamu stood at the door with her on his back.

"Open the door, why are you standing there?"

"I have my key card in my pocket."

"Then take it..."

"Look where my hands are?"

"..."

Only then did Yun Shuqian come to her senses. This guy's hands were on her thighs. She was wearing shorts, and her fair and tender skin could easily feel the heat of his palms.

The reserved girl coyly jumped down from behind him. Perhaps she had been carried on his back for too long. The moment she stood on the floor with her feet, she felt weak and unable to exert herself. She staggered, but luckily she was held by him.

Stabilized.

After they separated, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian felt cold.

Without delay, Song Jia numbly took out the room key and opened the door, and the light in the room came on.

"Hurry up and change your clothes and take a shower. Don't catch a cold later."

"My shoes are wet."

Yun Shuqian took off her shoes. It was particularly uncomfortable to wear wet shoes. Fortunately, the waterproof quality of her shoes was good, and some water seeped in around the tongue and heel, so they were not completely soaked.

But Song Jiamu's shoes were not so lucky. He was running the whole way. When he was carrying her on his back, it was as if he was on stimulants for a distance of three kilometers. He didn't feel tired at all, nor did he feel tired at all.

My shoes feel wet.

It wasn't until he returned to the room and sat down on the floor that his legs began to tremble as if they were overdrafted, and the shoes that had stepped on puddles became wet and heavy, making them extremely uncomfortable to wear.

"Oh, you're still lingering, go take a shower quickly, don't catch a cold! I'll dry your shoes for you, go quickly!"

Seeing that Yun Shuqian was still lingering, Song Jiamu quickly took a bath towel, wrapped her up, and pushed this troublesome guy to the bathroom.

"I-I haven't got my clothes yet!"

It felt great to be cared about and talked about by him. Yun Shuqian was so happy that she ran to the bed with bare feet, took her clothes, and then hurried to the bathroom.

"Don't come out and peek, I'm changing my pants outside." Song Jiamu shouted towards the bathroom.

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Song Jiamu took off all his clothes, wiped them with a towel, and simply put on a pair of shorts.

No need to wear pants, it feels cool and unrestricted and feels great.

The dirty clothes and soaked socks were thrown into the plastic basin outside the balcony, soaked in water, and the rain was still pattering outside.

Back in the room, Song Jiamu took Yun Shuqian's shoes, wiped her white shoes with paper towels, and then used a hair dryer to carefully dry the wet parts.

Her shoes were very small. Song Jiamu compared them with his big feet. If his feet were to fit in, her shoes would burst.

The doorbell rang outside, and Song Jiamu put down his shoes and opened the door.

"Hello sir, this is the hot water you want."

The waiter brought the hot water in a large glass kettle with a few slices of ginger soaked in it.

"Okay, thank you."

Song Jiamu took the kettle, closed the door, pressed the paging button, and set the room to 'do not disturb'.

The movement at the door attracted the attention of Yun Shuqian, who was taking a shower in the bathroom. The sound of the shower disappeared, and her slightly anxious voice came -

"Song Jiamu? Song Jiamu! Where are you going when you open the door?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I was in the room, and the waiter came to bring ginger water."

"Oh." The tone immediately relaxed again, and the pleasant sound of the shower continued.

Song Jiamu returned to the sofa and sat down. After drinking a cup of hot ginger water, he felt much better. Of course, for him, he would not catch a cold after being exposed to this level of rain. He mainly wanted to take care of Yun Shuqian. He didn't want to see it.

She showed off her nose and sniffed.

He continued to blow her shoes. Fortunately, her shoes were not very wet. After blowing her shoes, Song Jiamu continued to blow his own shoes.

Just now it was so enjoyable to run in the rain with the flower girl on my back, but now I feel so embarrassed when I blow my shoes.

His feet and shoes didn't smell bad, but when they were wet and dried with a hair dryer, a strange sulfur smell filled the air. He had to open the balcony door and blow close to the balcony.

After drying one shoe and preparing to dry the other shoe, Yun Shuqian had finished taking a shower.

As before, she put on dry shorts and pajamas, her washed hair was wrapped in a towel, her pretty face was flushed, and she held the clothes she had just changed in her arms. The water temperature in her bath was relatively high, and every time she opened the door

Sometimes, the bathroom will be filled with mist like a fairyland.

"Did you finish washing so soon?"

Song Jiamu looked at the time and saw that it had only been twenty minutes. After all, she had to wash her hair, so it was a very short time.
To be continued...