Song Jiamu had lunch and came to the small pavilion to rest as usual. He was still a little curious. Yesterday, at the online literary club meeting, Yun Shuqian did not bring Yuan Caiyi to this base with beautiful scenery and no one to disturb him. Instead, he chose
In a noisy cafeteria.
Sure enough, this is not the base of the online literary club, but a secret place where the two have an afternoon tryst, right?
Today's lunch was eaten separately. He ate with Zhang Sheng and others. Yun Shuqian ate with Yuan Caiyi and several girls. I don't know where she went now. She might have gone to the dormitory with Yuan Caiyi.
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Yesterday, the whole day was full of classes, and there was no break at noon. The little girl who had not slept well was so exhausted that she fell asleep with him at around ten o'clock last night with the video on. Fortunately, after the video with him,
Her sleep quality has obviously improved a lot, and she looks energetic today.
It has been two days since I returned from traveling. In the same daily life, in today's interactions, the feeling of youthful love is everywhere. This is a mood that Song Jiamu has never experienced before.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the pillars of the pavilion, feeling the early summer breeze blowing on his face.
How could there be such a girl in the world? She was sometimes cheerful, sometimes dull, sometimes serious, sometimes childish, sometimes diligent, and sometimes lazy. But whenever she blushed, Song Jiamu would always endure it.
I couldn't help but want to whisper in her red ears, "Yun Shuqian, you are so cute."
"What are you thinking about? You're smiling so obscenely..."
Oh, there is nothing happier in the world than having her appear beside you when you are thinking about someone.
"I miss you."
"Hey, it's definitely not a good thing."
Song Jiamu thought to himself, since she fell in love with him, it meant that she was destined to have such a calamity, and she would have to give birth to at least ten or eight children before she could give up.
Song Jiamu opened his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion, or maybe he had closed his eyes for too long. Anyway, when he opened his eyes and saw her, he felt that the whole afternoon world became brighter.
He was sleeping on a stone chair with his legs bent and leaning against a pillar. Yun Shuqian was sitting in front of his feet at this time. Her hair scattered behind her was fluttering in the wind. The girl sat very straight, with long hair from her hips to her waist.
The perfect arc, when wearing short sleeves, the skin on her arms was as smooth and white as grease, making him unable to take his eyes away.
She imitated him, put aside the bag on her legs, bent down to take off her shoes, and then raised her legs. Her cute feet in white socks stepped on the stone chair, touching his toes. She
Hold your knees with your hands and lean on another pillar.
"I thought you were going to sleep with Yuan Caiyi."
"...It's already May, it's too hot to sleep together."
Song Jiamu was wearing gray socks. He moved his toes gently and could feel the touch of the toes of the feet wearing white socks. They were as soft as her hands.
Yun Shuqian refused to let him move. He raised his little foot a little and stepped on his big foot.
Song Jiamu took advantage of the situation and hooked his big toe, which happened to reach the sole of her foot.
Now the ticklish girl couldn't step on him anymore, she giggled, straightened her legs and kicked him a few times.
"Well, since the weather is so hot, do you want to eat ice cream?"
"Well……"
The little girl hesitated.
Song Jiamu understood that for girls, there are only two options among the three options: yes, hesitation, and no. If it is hesitation, then yes.
Of course, in some special circumstances, there is actually only one option among these three options.
"I'll go and buy."
"No need, it's so far."
"I want to eat."
Song Jiamu put on his shoes, threw his backpack and everything on the chair, and trotted to the school convenience store.
After buying a stick of taro-flavored ice cream, he trotted back again.
Yun Shuqian didn't sleep. She stared unblinkingly at the direction he ran away with her big eyes, and then watched him run towards her after buying the ice cream.
This reminded her of their childhood, when their little bodies seemed to have endless energy. Like him, she always ran wherever she wanted to go.
Seeing him approaching, Yun Shuqian quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Song Jiamu didn't care about her, he sat down on the stone chair, picked up her legs that occupied the space, and put her legs on his thighs.
Yun Shuqian couldn't pretend anymore, so she quickly opened her eyes, blushed and moved her legs off his legs, and raised her little hand to pat him angrily.
"Eat it quickly, it will melt in a moment."
Song Jiamu's physical fitness is getting better and better. He can run this short distance without even breathing.
The two sat cross-legged on the stone chair, with their middle knees touching. Song Jiamu took out the ice cream.
"Did you only buy one? Then you won't eat it yourself?"
"Eat."
"...I don't want to eat with you!"
"It's nothing. We are holding hands. I allow you to eat first."
Song Jiamu tore open the outer wrapping paper of the ice cream and handed the first bite of the sweetest cream to her mouth.
Yun Shuqian opened her mouth, leaned over and took a bite. The rich taro flavor filled her mouth, and it was sweet to the heart of the flower.
The girl squinted her eyes. There was nothing more pleasant than eating a bite of ice cream on a summer afternoon.
Song Jiamu bought the most common kind of ice cream, which costs five yuan a pop. When they were young, they didn't have much pocket money, so they often pooled their money together to buy this kind of ice cream. After so many years, the taste has not changed much.
There was a gap in the ice cream she had taken a bite from. Song Jiamu took the ice cream back and took another big bite at the gap she had bitten.
So a big chunk was missing from the ice cream, and the place next to it that neither of them had bitten was still bulging.
Yun Shuqian looked at him with a blushing face. This guy was really not shy at all. He could bite the person next to him, but he just bit the place where she had bitten him.
"Here."
Seeing that she had finished eating the ice cream in her mouth, Song Jiamu handed it to her mouth again, with natural and smooth movements.
"Turn it around."
Yun Shuqian stretched out her fingers to help him adjust the position of the ice cream, and then she took a bite of the high bulge on the side.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then Song Jiamu took another bite at the spot she had bitten.
When he handed it to her again, Yun Shuqian followed his example and took a bite where he had already taken a bite. It was obvious that the saliva content here was extremely high, but when it was eaten in his mouth, it felt extra sweet.
After finishing the ice cream above, the two of them started to nibble on the crispy ice cream cones, one bite at a time and one bite at a time.
From being a little shy at the beginning, the girl has completely let go. She is sitting cross-legged, her feet moving in her little white socks, and even the curve of her knees shaking is full of joy and sweetness.
"Hey, I'll give you your favorite tip."
Soon, the two of them destroyed a stick of ice cream until only the tip was left. Song Jiamu remembered that she liked to eat the tip the most. It was the same when she was a child. She wanted to take the first and last bite of the ice cream.
"whee."
The girl who was fed by him was so satisfied that she ate the last tip.
Song Jiamu stretched out his finger and scraped her lips. Her lips were tender and soft, and he scraped off the bit of cream that accidentally got on her lips.
In front of her, Song Jiamu put the cream scraped off with his finger to his mouth, tasted it, and smacked his mouth.
"Change, pervert! Why do you eat everything!"
Yun Shuqian's face turned red and she slapped him twice angrily.
"Hey, don't hit, don't hit. Next time, why don't you eat like this and come back to me?"
"Who is as perverted as you!"
"Go to sleep."
Song Jiamu stretched his waist.
Yun Shuqian didn't say what she came to the pavilion for. Before, she would come here in the name of a meeting of the online literary club. Now she doesn't even bother to find this excuse. Since she didn't come here to have a meeting, she just came to be with him.
Time for a nap.
"Should we go back to back like before?" Song Jiamu suggested.
"No, it's very hot now. It will definitely be too hot to go back to back." Yun Shuqian refused.
"Then just sleep on me."
"Like in the car?"
"yes."
"Then you won't be able to stand up for a long time?" Yun Shuqian had a strange look on his face and quickly glanced at an incorrect position.
"...Please believe that it won't happen this time."
"Why not?" Yun Shuqian was startled. Could it be that he was broken after the last time?
"Because you didn't wear a short skirt today..."
"……roll."
"I'm here now, so just sleep on my side. I'm not as rogue as you think."
"Then you promise not to be like last time."
"I promise!"
After hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian felt relieved.
It turns out that her legs are so attractive to him, but fortunately she doesn't wear short skirts at school, otherwise, if he holds her little hand and looks at her legs during class, wouldn't it be a whole section?
Classes are ruined.
Convinced that he also had attractive capital, Yun Shuqian felt a little proud.
The two changed positions, with Song Jiamu leaning against the pillar and Yun Shuqian leaning against him.
Just leaning against him wasn't very comfortable, so she tentatively hugged his arm.
His arms are very strong and thick, and holding his arms makes you feel safe and prevents him from doing bad things with this hand.
Song Jiamu clenched his fist in his palm, and then felt a small hand like a smooth little crucian carp slip into his palm. He held it gently and forcefully, and then felt the girl's light body hugging his arm tighter.
.
Her head rested gently on his shoulder, and the soft hair was scattered on the skin of his arms, tickling, fragrant, and warm.
The two of them stopped talking, and each moved their bodies gently and quietly in order to find the most comfortable position.
Yun Shuqian found such a posture first, so she hugged his arm harder to prevent him from moving any further.
"Will it be hot?"
"Won't……"
Obviously such a posture would definitely feel hot, but Yun Shuqian liked it very much.
She closed her eyes, like a little kitten, and occasionally nuzzled him with her face. The afternoon sun stimulated her eyelids, which turned a warm red color, and she felt so comfortable that she didn't want to open her eyes.
In this way, in the small world where there is only him and her, the intimacy and attachment she shows are completely different from those she usually shows in front of outsiders.
Song Jiamu didn't dare to ask her, because he knew she would definitely say, 'What Yun Shuqian did while sleeping is none of my business, I don't know.'
"The summer will be here soon, and the pavilion will become very hot. Then it will be impossible to take a comfortable nap here," Song Jiamu said.
"...Then where are you going to sleep?"
"It's the library. The air conditioner will be turned on then. Let's find a bench by the window. It should be very comfortable to sleep next to each other."
"Humph, I just asked you where to sleep. I didn't say I wanted to stay with you."
"What should I do? I want to go with you."
"Just think about it, it's not like we sleep together every day."
"So how good are we now?"
"A quarter and a half."
"Give me a little more."
"don't want."
"Add a little more, add a little more."
Song Jiamu bargained in her ear in a low voice and gently rubbed her little hand.
The sound of his voice made Yun Shuqian's ears itch. She shrank her neck and pinched his fingers a little bit.
"The most we can add is this."
"Two quarters? Half, that's okay."
"It's a beautiful thought, it's one quarter point six!"
"It's too stingy!"
"Stop talking. I want to sleep. I'm sleepy."
The girl chuckled and nuzzled him again, still closing her eyes and enjoying the comfort of the two of them being together.
Yun Shuqian was very soft. Song Jiamu could feel the contact between the outer thighs of the two of them through the light summer clothes. He felt his arms being wrapped in her soft embrace, and the body temperature of the part where the skin touched gradually increased.
I started sweating due to the hot heat and felt very comfortable.
With her leaning against him quietly like this, he wanted to reach out and touch more parts of her, but his arms were held by her.
Looking up, the bright yellow shoots of the willow leaves have been dyed emerald green.