Chapter 32

After removing her glasses, her eyes were exceptionally clear, and Jiang Yimiao could even see her own small reflection in Zhao Shuming’s eyes.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his tone was even lighter than hers as he returned, “Of course, Miao Miao.”

Even when he was sitting, Zhao Shuming was a bit taller than her, and he always liked to be at her level or look up at her when he spoke.

Therefore, Zhao Shuming would actively bend down every time he spoke to her, such as now, when he was sitting in front of her, his hands pressed on the pillows located between the two of them.

Jiang Yimiao blinked, her eyes moving down from his face, the loose pajamas still covering his body perfectly.

But from her viewpoint, she could see the small mole on his collarbone, and it was hard for Jiang Yimiao not to think of the image of Zhao Shuming coming out of the bathroom just now.

After bathing, both of them carried a refreshing scent, and their different odors escaped into the air, intertwining with each other.

In her memory, Zhao Shuming always seemed to talk to her like this, no matter what she did, he was always so gentle and encouraging.

He always seemed to like to praise her, whether she got a high score on an exam or ran for a perfect score on a physical test, or simply completed a job.

He would always say with a smile on his face, “River is great.”

When she struggled with whether or not to do something, Zhao Shuming would pat her on the shoulder and say, “You can try,” or “You can do it,” or something like that.

It seems that people in China are always introverted, especially their relatives, and it’s hard for them to say anything of a complimentary nature to each other, even if they want to praise or support each other in their hearts, but more often than not, they will choose to remain silent.

But Zhao Shuming was different, his feelings for her had always been so abundant, so often her relationship with him was the closest, and she was willing to talk to him about many things first.

Zhao Shuming slightly side of the head, eyebrows arched, see her head down pursed lips, fingers are still unconsciously snapping with each other, he knows she is now in the tangled, tangled whether to touch.

But as long as she is torn, it means that she already wants to do it, Zhao Shuming came closer, “Miao Miao, don’t you want to try it out? You haven’t touched it before, right?”

Jiang Yimiao blinked her eyes hard again, and suddenly laughed and directly raised her hand to press down on his chest, the silky pajama fabric separating his hand from hers, and Zhao Shuming’s hot body temperature came through the fabric, hot and warm. The warmth of Zhao Shuming’s blazing body came through the fabric, hot.

The touch of her hand was somewhat wonderful, Jiang Yimiao felt like she had come into contact with something new, and her heart overflowed with inexplicable excitement.

But in Jiang Yimiao’s eyes it was all just human flesh, he had something she also had.

Zhao Shuming didn’t react to such a sudden movement from her, and subconsciously leaned back, a muffled grunt also subconsciously escaping from his throat.

Hard? Didn’t you say it was soft ……

Seeing Zhao Shuming’s reaction like this, Jiang Yimiao looked at her hand, “I, did I hurt you.”

He suddenly laughed out, saying, “No, Miao Miao, you were too sudden, I just wasn’t ready.”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Yimiao quickly let go of her hand, but Zhao Shuming raised his hand to hold hers and pressed her hand back down into his arms.

“You can touch it again, I’m not in pain.”

“Are the muscles hard?” Jiang Yimiao’s waistline occasionally ran out, mainly determined by the amount of exercise and appetite she had during that time. The muscles poking up from her own memories of that area were just a little hard.

“It’s only hard when you’re firing, and soft when you’re relaxed.”

Zhao Shuming realized why she asked this question, he was a little too tense, so tense that his upper body was taut and stiff.

That’s why it was bang hard even when she touched it.

He let out a breath to relax himself, “Try again, it’s okay to squeeze.”

There were only two people in the room, he said in a volume that was nearly only audible to the two of them, Jiang Yimiao looked up at him, her hand used a bit of force uncontrollably.

She watched the bulge covered by her pajamas dimple along the path of her fingertips, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously widened into a grin.

Zhao Shuming’s breathing seemed to become a little deeper, falling on top of her head, in the same frequency as the rise and fall of his chest.

“It feels so marvelous, hehehe.” Jiang Yimiao’s face was completely filled with a look of acceptance of something new, with no colorful . . lust.

Zhao Shuming frowned, he had made it this far and still didn’t seem to have aroused any other thoughts in Jiang Yimiao, he continued, “Miaomiao, you can lift your clothes to give you a direct touch.”

She followed the trend of her body downstream and poked his abdomen again, then she shook her head, “No need, I can feel it through the clothes ah, and I’m done touching it.”

“I’m also the one who has touched my abs and pecs.” Jiang Yimiao hemmed and hawed, “Looks like what the internet says is true.”

Zhao Shuming picked up the quilt beside him and covered his legs, stunned for half a second before asking leisurely, “What’s true?”

“It’s that they all say that if they go to the gym and see someone with a well-trained body, they are very willing to be touched with praise.”

Otherwise, why would Zhao Shuming be so generous to give her a touch, wasn’t he just trying to tell her that he had a well-practiced body. Jiang Yimiao thought so in her heart.

She subconsciously glanced over again, her collarbone, which she couldn’t cover with her pajamas, was exposed in the air, and when she was so close, she finally saw his small mole.

“It’s not like that, River, only if you’ve touched it, I won’t give it to anyone else.” He frowned, almost laughing at Jiang Yimiao’s brain circuits.

Her gaze retracted to meet his, Jiang Yimiao didn’t know why Zhao Shuming’s eyes were so serious, she laid back on the bed and touched the tip of her nose.

“Ah, that’s also true, we’re more familiar, it’s a bit weird to give a stranger a touch, haha.”

“I only like being touched by you.” He said.

She raised her head and looked at his somewhat rosy ears, hearing him say this, Jiang Yimiao actually had some pleasure.

In fact, she didn’t want anyone else to touch Zhao Shuming, how could something as intimate as touching a muscle be done casually.

Since she was a child, she didn’t like the idea that Zhao Shuming would have friends closer to him than her, and his closest friend could only be her. This strange mentality also worked on Cheng Wen Yao.

Jiang Yimiao attributed this mentality to the fact that humans were also possessive of their friends, and if they weren’t the other person’s closest friend, Jiang Yimiao was destined to only be superficial friends with them.

So when Zhao Shuming first returned to China, Jiang Yimiao still had a vague sense of boundary with him.

Because she felt that his life had been separated from her own, Zhao Shuming had a new life and friends, and she was not as special to him as she used to be.

And such a sense of boundaries only gradually dissipated after living together for a while, simply because Jiang Yimiao realized that the person he was closest to was actually still her.

She lifted her leg and rested her calf on one of the pillows as she bit her lower lip and said in a tone that bordered on a little bit of arrogance, “Then you can’t give anyone else a touch in the future.”

Zhao Shuming was stunned for a split second, then he nodded his head and stroked her head and laughed, “Good, it’s not like I’m some very casual person.”

The hem of Jiang Yimiao’s pajamas lifted a corner because of her own fidgety movements, vaguely revealing her abdomen.

Zhao Shuming picked up her plush quilt and covered her body, “The air conditioning in the house is cool, cover your stomach.”

She patted her stomach in line with his quilt-covering movements, signaling that she was now covering her bellybutton properly.

Jiang Yimiao looked at Zhao Shuming again, his lower half of his body was entangled in the quilt, remembering that he had a fever only last week, “Are you thinking that the air conditioning in the house is a bit low, you can turn it up a bit. ”

“The temperature is fine, I’ll put it on sleep mode.”

“Good.”

The house resumed its previous silence, only the two sounds of dripping were made when adjusting the air conditioning mode.

Jiang Yimiao looked at his ears that were still a little red, and asked with some concern, “Zhao Shuming, are you completely done with your cold, I don’t seem to have seen you taking medicine today eh.”

“There’s obediently taking medicine, I’m not some little kid who doesn’t listen to the doctor.” He laughed, “It should be almost better, and my throat isn’t inflamed anymore.”

“That’s good.” She let out a sigh of relief as she patted the bed, “You should lie down earlier, maybe you can fall asleep earlier tonight too.”

Zhao Shuming gave a bitter smile, “Maybe.”

But only he knew that he definitely wouldn’t be able to go to bed early tonight, his body was touched by her, Jiang Yimiao was happy, and so was he.

But the body and his heart as much like her, like to even she just like that touch he will have moved.

He let out a breath and could only lie down to ease himself through it.

Jiang Yimiao saw that he didn’t say anything else, she rolled over and opened the lock screen to continue looking at her phone.

[I touched it!

[Touch what? Cheng Wenyao replied back in near seconds.

[Pectoral muscles, soft.]

[……] Cheng Wenyao replied back in seconds, but she didn’t ask any more questions, after all, at this time, who else could Jiang Yimiao have touched.

[Jealous.] She returned again.

Jiang Yimiao sent a haha laughing emoticon and ended their conversation.

She rolled over, the bluetooth headset that she had just taken off pinched her shoulder, Jiang Yimiao sucked in a breath of pain, and rolled over again to put the headset on the bed on the headphone compartment on the nightstand.

Jiang Yimiao had to play sound to watch the video, and now the headphones were dead. Moreover, Zhao Shuming was still in the room, so she didn’t feel comfortable playing it out, and she subconsciously looked back at Zhao Shuming, who was lying on her side.

So Jiang Yimiao simply didn’t watch any more videos, but she didn’t want to go to sleep yet, so she started to brush up on some text-based posts.

She would have liked to finish reading this post and then go to sleep, but Jiang Yimiao’s biological clock reminded her on time that she was sleepy now, and she actually fell asleep just like that.

It wasn’t until Zhao Shuming realized that she hadn’t moved, hadn’t rolled over, and hadn’t laughed, that he realized that Jiang Yimiao had fallen asleep.

He sat up and picked up the cell phone in her hand and put it away, then pulled the quilt to the position under her neck and put her doll aside.

Zhao Shuming sat aside and quietly watched her, her side-sleeping body rising and falling slightly from her breathing.

The curtains showed a slit through which the neon light of the city crept in, bringing with it the chirping of insects in the grass and trees.

He quietly hugged her gently behind her, but released his embrace in no more than two seconds.

He sighed silently in the darkness.

How much more overloaded he felt for her, Zhao Shuming was trying to restrain himself. At least he couldn’t do too much yet unless she was willing.

Looking at her skillful sleeping face, Zhao Shuming smiled quietly in the darkness of the night before carefully lying back down in his position.

He lay flat on his back and followed Jiang Yimiao’s usual motion of placing his hand on his abdomen when he fell asleep.

Zhao Shuming remembered her guide to falling asleep: hold your breath and take a deep one, and imagine that you’re a corpse lying on a canoe.

But now it should be both of their “corpses” lying on the same boat.

He looked at her sleeping back and waited for his body to calm down. ……

Zhao Shuming seemed to have had some kind of dream, he could not remember exactly what it was, but he seemed to be playing with Jiang Yimiao, and in the dream she was smiling happily.

So it should be a beautiful dream.

The early morning sunlight illuminated the city.

Jiang Yimiao sat up all grumpy when she heard her alarm clock go off.

She rarely woke up unless she couldn’t sleep or slept too long in her nap, and then there was the case of Monday mornings.

She slapped her face in an effort to wake herself up, and after she washed up in a daze, Zhao Shuming’s breakfast was already waiting for her.

Zhao Shuming poured her a cup of warm water in advance, “Drink some water first before eating breakfast.”

“Good.” Her voice was still a bit hoarse from just waking up, Jiang Yimiao gurgled and took a few big gulps, she suddenly sniffled, “Zhao Shuming, why does your body smell so good.”

Saying this, Jiang Yimiao also looked down and sniffed herself, how come her shower gel didn’t have such a strong ability to retain fragrance.

“I went to the gym this morning and just took a shower.”

“Ohhh, no wonder.” Jiang Yimiao was so hungry that she didn’t say anything else and began to bury her head in her food.

As usual every working day, it was nothing more than waking up to eat and play with your phone for a while, commuting to work. It didn’t take long after she had her fill of breakfast for Jiang Yimiao to say goodbye to him and walk out of the house.

In fact, Jiang Yimiao quite like this kind of mechanical regular life, do not have to make any elaborate plan is also enough to live well.

Jiang Yimiao stood alone in the elevator, staring blankly, before walking out of the elevator when the sky outside suddenly turned dark.

“Is it going to rain again?” Jiang Yimiao muttered.

This weather had only been good for a few days.

The sky in South City was scarier than a Beijing Opera changing its face.

She sighed a sigh as she looked at the gloomy sky, would it rain in five minutes?

Jiang Yimiao thought in her heart and wanted to walk out of the unit building quickly when the rain splashed down from the sky like a pot of water.

The soil was wet with water, and the morning sun shone hot on the ground, which instantly became steaming hot after the rain poured down.

Jiang Yimiao could only lower her head in resignation and prepare to pull out her umbrella, when Zhao Shuming gave her a call.

“Miao Miao where are you out to now, it’s suddenly pouring outside, I’ll send you to the company.”

Jiang Yimiao looked at the heavy rain that suddenly poured down in front of her, she didn’t push back, “I just got off the elevator and I haven’t even left the district yet, so I’ll trouble you to send me.”

“Well, you go down to the negative floor.”

Zhao Shuming’s house had bought a parking space, and Jiang Yimiao lightly went down to the negative floor to get to her home parking space.

He was a little bit later than her when she got down to the negative floor, and he went around in front of her to help her open the car door, signaling her to sit in it first.

Jiang Yimiao sat on the passenger seat with her bag, and when she saw Zhao Shuming’s doll pendant hanging in the car, she lifted her hand and plucked the small doll hanging in mid-air with her fingers.

“When did you have this hanging in your car, it’s so cute.” Jiang Yimiao pinched it with her fingertips.

Both she and Zhao Shuming actually preferred a minimalist style, and aside from the car aromatherapy, there wasn’t any decoration in his car.

Even the exterior of the car was the most common black color.

“I passed by a store when I went to work at the counseling office earlier and bought it when I saw it.” He looked down at the little doll hanging from her bag, “It’s the same character as the one you have.”

“Yeah.” Jiang Yimiao squinted her eyes and looked carefully at this doll hanging on the car, “So cute.”

Saying this, she suddenly pinched it hard, and the doll instantly changed shape in her hand, but it didn’t take long for it to return to its original state.

Zhao Shuming took in her small movements, but he didn’t stop her.

Instead, he quietly backed the car out of the parking lot and unhurriedly made his way to her company This road This road he was already familiar with to the point where he didn’t need navigation at all.

Jiang Yimiao did not sleep in the car again this morning like before, but looked at the cell phone all the way.

Unconsciously drove into the company. She subconsciously raised her head and leaned over the car window to look at it.

When she looked down again her phone automatically crossed to the next video, a video of a kitten tucking its hand into a cat bar.

“Miao Miao, we’re here, you can get ready to get off.”

Jiang Yimiao’s hand that was holding the cell phone, however, couldn’t stop trembling a few times.

Somewhat badly, why did she happen to swipe on such a cute video at this time. She felt like she was going to have a seizure……. She especially liked the action of kittens tucking their hands in, there were a few stray cats downstairs in the company, and there was an orange cat that especially liked to tuck its hands in.

“Miao Miao?” Zhao Shuming looked sideways at her.

The space inside the car was small, and the odor of Zhao Shuming’s body had long overpowered the car’s aromatherapy.

His scent lingered around her like smoke that couldn’t be blown away, leaping and dancing on the tip of her nose.

The top button of Zhao Shuming’s shirt was untied, and Jiang Yimiao guessed that he had forgotten to tie it because he had come out in a hurry.

From her perspective, she happened to be able to see the small mole on his collarbone.

Jiang Yimiao gritted her teeth and looked up, answering, “You said last night, is it only me who can touch you.”

“Uh-huh.” Zhao Shuming returned very quickly, “Miao Miao, when would I lie to you.” He glanced at the screen in her cell phone with his residual light and also knew that she was probably having a seizure right now.

“Then can I touch it now, just through the shirt.” She gulped, her breathing becoming rapid from the strange illness. Her teeth itched, and so did her hands.

Zhao Shuming was stunned for half a second, then nodded gently.

He would always indulge her in this kind of thing that was strange in the eyes of normal people, but normal in her eyes.

Jiang Yimiao turned around and brought her body closer, her right hand burrowed underneath his arm holding the steering wheel, and just grabbed his chest through his clothes.

She suddenly felt that just simply touching didn’t seem to satisfy her anymore, she wanted to bite, so badly.