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The electric car made a low engine sound, Song Jiamu put his legs away and drove towards the school gate.
Although she was used to riding his electric car home, Yun Shuqian would still pull down the mask to cover her little face when she was in the campus. When she left the school gate, she pulled up the mask and enjoyed the breeze blowing from in front of him.
wind of.
"You stink! Super super stink!"
"Where did the sweat that I just sweated stink?"
"The head stinks, the neck stinks, and the creaks stink."
"You smelled me again?"
"Who smelled you?"
The girl was embarrassed and pinched his waist.
"Can you act?" Song Jiamu asked.
Yun Shuqian gently touched the place she had just twisted with her small hands, and moved her hand slightly towards his lower abdomen. Her voice suddenly became very soft and sweet:
"Brother-in-law~! What should I do if my sister finds out? I, I shouldn't be pregnant..."
"..."
When the red light came on, Song Jiamu's car suddenly nodded, and the girl behind him jumped on his back with a cry.
"I almost forgot, you Oscar-winning actress!"
"I'm going to kill you."
"Don't make trouble and drive safely."
Song Jiamu said: "I sent a message to my mother. I'm going to your house for dinner tonight. Let's make dumplings to eat?"
"Um."
Yun Shuqian nodded.
She seemed to be getting more and more accustomed to such strange things. Even though his family had food to eat, he would secretly go to her house to cook and eat with her.
"What do you think we should do if our aunt finds out?"
"Are you still acting?"
"I didn't act!"
With a conscience, Yun Shuqian didn't know how to explain herself if her uncle or aunt discovered that he was cooking and eating with her at her house.
She thought of something else: "What should I do when my parents come back?"
"When will uncle and aunt come back?"
"It's May Day, but they have to be quarantined for half a month when they come back. They shouldn't go home until mid-May..."
Yun Shuqian thought like this, and actually felt like he didn't want his parents to go home so soon. He obviously missed them a while ago, right?
The girl who was as smart as a monkey quickly figured out the answer. She must have started coding recently. As we all know, work can make people addicted and make people forget to miss her, so she has not missed her father so much recently.
Damn it.
"Then when they come back, I will go to your house to eat. I haven't eaten the food cooked by aunt for a long time. Auntie said she would cook for me when she comes back."
"...You often chat with my mother?"
"Are you even jealous of your mother? Ah...don't pinch me, don't pinch me."
"Song Jiamu, please be more serious!"
When the light turned green, Song Jiamu rubbed his thighs that were red from her pinching and slowly started the electric car.
"It's not very often. We chat a few times every day or two. It's mainly because your mother comes to me to ask about your recent affairs."
"Then, what do you say?"
"I just told you to study, code, and participate in club activities with me."
"Gone?"
"Gone."
"real?"
"real."
"..."
Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief. What if Song Jiamu had told his mother, "Your daughter and I cook together every day," "Code on your daughter's bed," "And I hugged your daughter," and so on.
If something strange happened, she would beat him to death.
The electric car drove leisurely to the market.
Yun Shuqian bought meat, shrimps, a stack of dumpling wrappers, and some fresh mushrooms.
Song Jiamu was responsible for carrying the dishes and following behind her.
The girl is enjoying having someone help carry the food more and more. She thinks that the princess should be like this when she buys food. There is a general in military uniform carrying the food behind her to protect her. The princess's white and tender little hands don't have to get dirty.
.
After buying groceries, I got back on the electric car.
The sweat on Song Jiamu's body has dried, and the pink Hello Kitty on his left shoulder still remains firmly on his skin, with only the edges of the handwriting slightly discolored.
Yun Shuqian gently touched the Hello Kitty with the tip of her index finger. She was very satisfied with her work.
Song Jiamu turned around and looked at this Hello Kitty. Yun Shuqian did draw a cute picture, but he was a man! He was 1.83 meters tall! This cute and cute Hello Kitty on his shoulders was against the rules.
and.
"I'll take a shower at your house later and I'll wash it off."
"Can't."
Yun Shuqian said: "I'm willing to admit defeat. We agreed to leave it until after taking a shower. Anyway, you have to wash it once when you get home, so you can wash it off when you go back."
She tilted her little head again and asked curiously: "When you were playing ball just now, did Zhang Sheng and the others laugh at you?"
"Isn't this nonsense? I will be laughed to death."
"Did you tell them who painted it? If you said it was me, you would be dead."
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled and he did not answer.
But Yun Shuqian had already guessed it.
She pretended not to know and didn't pinch him, but she was in an inexplicably good mood.
"I've thought about it," he said.
"What?"
"When you lose, I will draw Ultraman on your shoulder."