In early summer, the moon can be seen at night, and the next day will be a sunny day. Mornings in the city are much quieter than in the countryside, and the hazy light dispels the darkness of the room.
Song Jiamu's purring gradually became quieter at some point, and occasionally he would make a long breathing sound. The kitten who slept with him every day knew that this was a sign that he was about to wake up.
The diligent little cat woke up early. It squatted on the bedside table, watching the octopus-like girl pestering the boy. The little cat fell into deep thought.
Are you afraid that he will run away? Or are you trying to catch prey?
Fortunately, the two of them just slept in an indecent posture, and nothing happened like "Dad bullied Mom in bed, and Mom even cried."
Sure enough, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian are both cats like it.
Because Song Jiamu has a tail, and Yun Shuqian rubs her face against him like a clingy kitten, Nian Nian feels that she is more clingy than him.
I went to bed late last night and woke up at seven o'clock.
A few seconds before waking up, Nian Nian could hear Song Jiamu's heartbeat suddenly speeding up. The kitten's ears were very clever and could hear all the smallest sounds.
This is a natural and uncontrollable physiological reaction. After Song Jiamu's heartbeat speeds up, Nian Nian knows that he has woken up and his internal organs, which have finished resting, have begun a new day's work.
Song Jiamu moved subconsciously, only to feel that the quilt was extra heavy this morning, and the air conditioner didn't seem to be working very well, so his body felt a little hot.
He opened his eyes hazily and saw Yun Shuqian wrapped around him like an octopus.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that she slept with him in his room last night.
The two of them were lying on their sides facing each other, Yun Shuqian was holding him across his quilt, and her own quilt was covering her body lightly. Maybe she was a little hot too, so her arms and calves got out of the quilt, and a
Her legs were just wrapped around his waist, and the quilt only covered her thighs, leaving a large area of white and greasy skin open.
Her head was no longer on her pillow, but nestled on Song Jiamu's chest. Song Jiamu could not see her face, but could only see the girl's hair scattered like cherry blossoms.
Boys are out of control in the morning, but this subconscious lack of control is actually not uncomfortable, but when they consciously notice it, it becomes uncomfortable and hot.
Song Jiamu gently picked up her arm that was resting on his body. She was wearing short-sleeved pajamas, and the white and tender skin on her arms was surprisingly smooth.
After picking up her arm, she shrank in front of her body, clenched her fist slightly, and groaned as if she was dissatisfied.
Song Jiamu gently wrapped her little fist with his generous palm, and the girl became obedient again.
Then came the legs. She could no longer hold her waist like this, otherwise Song Jiamu would always subconsciously push his hips forward, which was a very dangerous conditioned reflex.
He moved his body gently, but Yun Shuqian subconsciously tightened his legs with him.
Song Jiamu had no choice but to stretch his arms over, slide them in through the gap between her knees and the quilt, and gently support her legs. His palms inevitably touched the skin of her inner thighs, which felt soft and smooth, so much so that his
The heartbeat is faster.
After finally moving his body out from under her legs, Song Jiamu reluctantly took his hands off her legs.
Let me state in advance that he was not touching her legs. The verb of touching requires movement in the up and down or left and right directions! He was just holding her legs! Although he wanted to move her legs, the gentleman's palms could not move even a millimeter.
move!
Kitten can help him testify!
It was originally wrapped around him comfortably like an octopus, but after Song Jiamu pulled away, it suddenly became empty. The sleeping girl no longer wanted to, and her delicate brows wrinkled, seeming to move angrily.
Get up and continue to hug him with your arms and legs, trying to hold something.
Song Jiamu hurriedly sacrificed his quilt to her, and the quilt gathered into a thick human-shaped strip. Then she hugged it and obediently stopped moving.
There was no quilt on him, Song Jiamu was shirtless and lying on his side on the bed wearing loose shorts. He didn't dare to lie down, otherwise he would be misunderstood by Niennian beside him.
The coolness of the air took away the heat from his body, and Song Jiamu also moved down so that he could be parallel to Yun Shuqian's little face.
Even Yun Shuqian, who is usually sour when talking or talking, is really cute after falling asleep, with only the soft breathing sound, the cute little fists held in her little hands, her slightly opened lips, and her delicate little nose.
, there are a few strands of hair scattered on the slightly baby fat face.
This is his room, this is his bed, she is covered with his quilt and pillowed on his pillow.
In such a morning, when he woke up and could see her, Song Jiamu felt a constant sense of satisfaction and happiness in his heart.
He couldn't tell when he started to like her. It seemed like it started in the past month or two, and it seemed like a long time ago. Because they had been together for fifteen or sixteen years, he didn't even know the emotion of liking her.
Where to start.
People always have to experience something before they can understand what they really want.
But now, he can tell her clearly that Song Zhutou really likes Yun Zhupo.
Song Jiamu knew that it was not easy for Yun Shuqian to tell him clearly that Mrs. Yun Zhu also likes you very much.
It's not like she hasn't said it before. She said it a long time ago. She pestered him every day and said, "Song Jiamu, I like you." "Song Jiamu, I want to marry you when I grow up."
It's a pity that he didn't cherish it well back then, but fortunately, Song Jiamu can feel that since returning from the last holiday trip, Yun Shuqian has also let go of that past, and both of them have gained some changes and understandings from it.
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From the moment she proposed the progress, what she wanted was not a quarter or a half, but 100%, that certificate.
Song Jiamu knew that she had always liked him and cared about him. Otherwise, no matter how good a friend was, she would not do things that only lovers would do with him. This was actually a tacit acquiescence in the relationship, and it was also what she gave the two of them.
Buffer space for changes in human relationships.
As he said himself, that period of time allowed him to learn to think about himself and reflect on whether the way he had handled problems was wrong. He also hoped that she would always accompany him in his future life and that they would become a part of each other's lives.
In a relationship, one party must take the initiative first, and then there will be a story. This time it is Song Jiamu's turn to take the initiative. He can tell her clearly that "Song Zhutou really likes Yun Zhupo". When saying such words,
He never pressed her for an answer, he just expressed his feelings, which was enough, giving her some space to think and let her experience his determination.
Song Jiamu is confident that it won't take long before she can say to him, 'Mother Yun Zhu also likes Song Zhutou and wants to be with you forever.'
Waking up and seeing the girl you like lying next to you is such a blessing.
Song Jiamu looked at her boldly and boldly, looking at her mouth, her nose, her eyelashes, and her ears. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
He got closer and could smell the softness and sweetness of her breath.
Song Jiamu secretly reached out his hand and pushed the hair that was scattered on her face behind her ears.
Yun Shuqian seemed to feel something, her delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and she subconsciously hugged his arm. In this way, her two small hands hugged his big hand, and her soft face rubbed against his big hand.
Above, the cute little mouth pouts when it is squeezed.
That delicate face that looks like a flawless porcelain doll is right in front of you, beautiful and fragrant.
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled. He gently and quietly brought his head over, holding his breath. His lips were getting closer and closer to her face. He just wanted to kiss her now.
The little kitten's ears on the side moved, and it heard Song Jiamu's heartbeat, which was beating very fast.
Nian Nian didn't know whether he should tell Song Jiamu that Yun Shuqian had woken up - just when he was helping her lift her hair, he heard the heart in the girl's immature chest suddenly speed up. This was when she woke up after a deep sleep.
signs of.
But Nian Nian is still a little curious as to why she is still pretending to sleep with her eyes closed even though she is awake.
Five centimeters, three centimeters, one centimeter...
Song Jiamu gently kissed her soft side face with a little baby fat.
His movements were as light as a butterfly landing on his face.
This is a kiss without any lust, and it is simply the best symbol of simplicity and innocence.
Nian Nian was just a little kitten and couldn't understand the kiss, but it could hear the girl's heartbeat speeding up a notch in an instant, and she held her breath - from the moment the kiss fell to the moment he left, she was like a sleeping beauty.
, motionless.
It wasn't until Song Jiamu gently took his hand out of her palm, then gently rolled out of bed to wash up. After hearing the bathroom door close, Yun Shuqian's big eyes slowly opened.
Looking at the closed bathroom door, she still remained motionless in her sleeping position, but her pupils were trembling. Then she remembered to breathe, and seemed to take a few quick breaths.
As if she had a high delay, her fair and pink face was flushed layer by layer, like a dew-stained flower bone, the blooming shyness was fragrant, making her blush.
People are confused.
"Woo."
Yun Shuqian closed her eyes, hummed shyly, pulled up the quilt, and hid under the quilt.
Sure enough, this guy was going to do bad things while she was sleeping!
But why do I have to pretend to be asleep even though I have already woken up?
We should catch him face to face and tell him righteously that we are not even two-quarters good, and we can’t do this!
By the way, what time is it now?
I was about to touch my phone to check the time, but I heard the voices of my uncle and aunt outside the door.
Yun Shuqian suddenly turned over and sat up, her face turned pale.
It’s over! We’ve caught a turtle in a jar!!
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(I wish the senior high school students good luck in the college entrance examination! Come on!)