Yun Shuqian was so frightened that she hid at the door of the room, holding a thick dictionary in her hand. If Song Jiamu couldn't control the sexual demon in her heart, she would use the power of culture to hit his head hard.
You can't blame her for thinking wildly, after all, he just did that again, and then said such shameless words, how could the reserved girl hold her nerve.
When I just took a shower, I was still thinking about whether it would be too soon to kiss and hug me. I didn't expect that it had only been less than two hours before he would dare to say such a thing.
"I'm not going back anyway, I'll sleep with you tonight."
"How dare you say such things in front of a girl?!"
Song Jiamu lifted the quilt and sat up. The girl was startled and quickly raised the dictionary in her hand: "Don't mess around!"
"Didn't you sleep with me last night..."
"That's sleeping together! Who slept with you!"
"Okay, let me correct my wording. Yun Shuqian, I will sleep with you tonight."
"..."
"..."
Their eyes met, Song Jiamu waited for her to express her stance.
Yun Shuqian didn't say yes, but she didn't say no either. She stared at him warily and said: "No, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. If I didn't refuse, you would definitely be the one who fell asleep, right?"
Bar?"
"...How dare I?!"
"I'm sorry you don't dare to..."
Yun Shuqian finally felt relieved, sat down on the bed, grabbed the quilt from his arms angrily, and kicked him with her feet.
"Go away now, who wants to sleep with you? Haven't you been alerted by what you learned this morning?"
"So I'll sleep in your room tonight."
Song Jiamu said matter-of-factly: "Anyway, your parents are not at home right now, so no one knows I'm sleeping at your house."
"What about uncle and aunt? If they know that you are not sleeping at home, we will be dead!"
"But they don't know that I came to sleep at your house."
Song Jiamu said: "Didn't I tell you that they get up late on weekends? I will go back early tomorrow morning and they won't know."
"I don't want it, you have to leave now."
Song Jiamu sat beside her bed, and Yun Shuqian pushed him, but he was so heavy and she had so little strength that she couldn't push him away.
So she sat down behind him, put her feet on his back and pushed him.
Unexpectedly, Song Jiamu opened his arms and grabbed her two tender ankles respectively. He pulled forward with a little force, and Yun Shuqian was pulled over by him with a sound.
He pulled the girl's feet, and the strength of his hands was stronger than her legs, like the two handles of a rickshaw puller.
Yun Shuqian stretched out her hand to pinch him, and Song Jiamu released his ankle from his palm, and the girl quickly took her foot back.
Song Jiamu also took the opportunity to climb back into her bed, grabbed her quilt and got inside, covering himself tightly, as if he was determined to fight her.
Yun Shuqian understood the meaning of the word "lure the wolf into the house".
It's fine now, this guy is refusing to leave, and there's nothing she can do about it.
Seeing that there was no movement outside the quilt for a long time, Song Jiamu, like a snail, secretly lifted up a corner of the quilt and peeked outside.
Yun Shuqian sat cross-legged next to him, her face was red, her hands were folded across her chest, she looked extremely angry but helpless, and her little mouth was pouted.
"Don't make trouble, it's very late, go to bed quickly."
"..."
She said nothing and stared at him.
"...You don't want me to go back secretly and spend all my time writing code, which will make you lose a lot of money."
"We agreed not to code today, but we can't do this!"
"So, let's sleep together and supervise each other."
"..."
Okay, I can barely accept this reason. Let’s sleep together. It’s not like we haven’t slept together before...
"...Is it true that uncle and aunt won't find out?"
"I swear on my honor!"
"Do you still have a reputation?"
"I'm going to go home and take a look first. My door and the lights in the living room haven't been turned off yet. Wait until I come back."
Song Jiamu stood up, and Yun Shuqian followed him to the gate.
Seeing him standing without opening the door, Yun Shuqian said curiously: "Go back quickly and close the door and turn off the lights. What are you doing standing there?"
"I'm afraid that if I go out, what should I do if you close the door immediately?"
"That's up to you."
Yun Shuqian said with a relaxed expression.
"No cheating."
Song Jiamu then secretly opened the door and came out. Yun Shu smiled lightly and quickly made a move to close the door, but it didn't close, leaving a crack. She looked at him through the crack in the door with a look of "I'll wait a minute."
Just close the door and don't even think about staying in my house anymore.
Seeing Song Jiamu's nervous expression and hurriedly wanting to run back to stop him, the girl was satisfied.
He really wanted to sleep with me.
That's fair, she went to sleep at his house last night, and he slept at her house tonight, which is fair.
Song Jiamu naturally opened the door of his house. The lights in his house were still on. He looked inside and turned around and nodded to Yun Shuqian, which meant, 'My father and mother are both asleep.'
Yun Shuqian was also a little nervous. Song Jiamu had already walked into his house and she couldn't see him anymore.
If she closes the door now, Song Jiamu will never be able to come over and sleep with her again.
But for some reason, she felt as if her door weighed a thousand pounds. She couldn't push the door open and couldn't close it...
Like a little daughter-in-law who is alone in an empty room, she hides in the crack of the door and watches, waiting for Song Jiamu to come over.
Not long after, the lights in his house went out, and Song Jiamu walked out gently. When he saw Yun Shuqian on the opposite side, he was still waiting for him, and a warm current surged in his heart.
He closed the door very gently, like a cat stealing food. After closing the door, he squeezed through the crack of the door and reached Yun Shuqian's house.
Then, the door to Yun Shuqian's house was also closed.
Outside the building, the moonlight is bright, quiet and warm.
…
"Do you have a quilt? If not, we can just use the same quilt for one night."
"Who wants to share the same quilt with you?"
A reserved girl can agree to sleep with him, but she can never agree to cover him with the same quilt.
Yun Shuqian took out another quilt and pillow from the cabinet. She pulled her own quilt and pillow to the side against the wall, and then laid this quilt and pillow next to each other.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The sleeping bear on the bedside was of no use tonight, so Yun Shuqian placed the bear on the corner between the pillow and the wall and sat down.
Nian Nian also jumped on the bed. The clever little cat knew that the three of them would sleep together again tonight and changed rooms to sleep.
After making the bed, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian went to wash up together. She used an electric toothbrush and he used an ordinary toothbrush. They looked at each other in the mirror with mouths full of bubbles.
After brushing his teeth, Song Jiamu inserted his toothbrush into Yun Shuqian's mouthwash cup and put it together with her electric toothbrush.
The towel he usually used for bathing at her house was also placed in the private bathroom of her room and hung together with her towel.
"Wash your feet before going to bed, they stink like hell."
"Then help me flush."
Yun Shuqian took the showerhead, bent down and washed his white and tender feet, and then pointed the showerhead towards his big feet to spray water.
"Ah! Why is the water so hot!"
"Is it hot?"
"Don't you feel hot?!"
"It's just right."
Song Jiamu obeyed and after washing his feet, he was kicked out because the girl needed to pee.
Peeing before going to bed seems to be a ritual. If you don't pee, you will always worry about getting up in the middle of the night to disturb your sleep. Even if you don't have an urgent need to pee at the moment, you still have to pee a little before lying on the bed and going to sleep.
Song Jiamu used the remote control to set the temperature of the air conditioner. After cleaning the air conditioner for her last time, Yun Shuqian was very satisfied. She often told him that the wind of the air conditioner was stronger now, and there was no smell when the air conditioner was first turned on.
smell.
After all, it is more convenient to have a man at home to do many things, especially for girls who live alone. The sense of security brought by a close man is incomparable.
Song Jiamu was already lying down, and Yun Shuqian also sat down next to him, taking out two tissues and wiping the water on his feet.
She supported the bed with both hands, raised her feet and dangled in the air, accelerating the evaporation of the moisture on her skin.
When you like someone, no matter what she does, she always looks so cute.
Song Jiamu was lying on her side, watching her swaying her little feet beside the bed. Warm love welled up in his heart. He wanted to hug her from behind. She was so small and delicate, and he had already hugged her. She was really
Very comfortable.
After her feet were dry, Yun Shuqian turned over, climbed over Song Jiamu's body, and lay down on the inside of the bed.
The little hands and feet were kicking and stretching under the quilt, as if they were a couple who had been sleeping together for many years... Oh no, couples don't need two quilts.
After she lay down, Song Jiamu turned around again and lay on his side facing her.
Yun Shuqian was also lying on her back, with a few tender fingers exposed on the edge of the quilt, and she was looking at the ceiling.
After watching for a while, she also lay on her side facing Song Jiamu.
Song Jiamu looked at her.
She looked at him too.
Look at each other's eyes, look at each other's mouths, look at each other's noses.
The room became quiet, each other's warm breaths blew on each other's faces, and their heartbeats gradually accelerated.
Song Jiamu moved.
He moved closer to her little by little, and the quilt between the two of them was squeezed tighter.
He slowly raised his upper body, lowered his head and leaned towards her.
Yun Shuqian's heartbeat began to become intense. She gripped the corner of the quilt tightly and swallowed dryly. She closed her eyes, but her long eyelashes, like a row of small brushes, were trembling gently.
Before he kissed her, the girl's face was already red.
Her body tensed slightly, and half of her face was hidden under the quilt.
Song Jiamu gently used one finger to pull down the edge of her quilt, revealing her crimson and delicate face. This process was like opening a flower.
He lowered his head.
The slightly sweet fragrance of her skin passed over the tip of my nose, and there was a faint milky fragrance.
He kissed her.
A gentle and soft kiss fell on her face, once, twice, three times...
Yun Shuqian just lay here and let him kiss her face, like a cup filled with water, her happiness was about to overflow. Her mood was bright and sweet, and her whole body was light and airy.
The girl's face is really kissable, with a slight texture of baby fat, like sucking jelly.
Song Jiamu started from the softest part of her face and slowly kissed her lips.
He was about to kiss Fangze right before his eyes, but she buried her little mouth in the quilt and forbade him from kissing her any more.
"May I?"
"Can't."
Yun Shuqian turned around, exposing the other side of her face.
"It takes so many strokes here..."
Song Jiamu was in a difficult situation.
Damn it, I was just busy kissing and forgot to count the number of kisses.
After changing her position, she turned her back to Song Jiamu.
The feeling this time was different from the last time. Yun Shuqian closed her eyes, hazy and charming, feeling Song Jiamu kissing her face from behind, once, twice, three times...
"You kissed me five more times."
"sorry."
The girl who suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder had to turn to face him again and ask him to make up for her these five times.
Isn't it just a good night kiss? Yun Shuqian also has it now.
Song Jiamu was lying on his side, and she nuzzled into his arms sweetly, nestling comfortably.
"You don't like my hands anymore?" she whispered.
"Like it."
"Then why don't you hold my hand and sleep?"
"You're all hiding."
Yun Shuqian took her little hand out of the quilt and put it in front of him.
Song Jiamu held it gently and brought it to his mouth for a few kisses.
"I, I have washed my hands, you can eat them."
"real?"
"..."
She didn't speak.
Song Jiamu opened her delicate index finger and sucked it into his mouth.
The warm and moist touch in his mouth wrapped around her fingers, and she felt as if there was electricity all over her body, and she trembled slightly.
The girl couldn't bear the charm and ambiguity anymore. She hesitated and took her finger out of his mouth.
"You won't let me eat?"
"No, it's all drool. It's disgusting."
"Then your face is covered with drool."
"It's also disgusting..."
The corners of her mouth curved sweetly, and she kept her eyes closed the whole time. Only when she couldn't see, did she dare to be so presumptuous.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then do you want to hold me?" Song Jiamu said.
"...If you carry it on your back, I will hold you."
"But I want to watch."
"Don't hug me if you look at me..."
"All right."
Song Jiamu carried it on his back.
"Turn off the lights..." she said again.
"Da." Song Jiamu turned off the light.
As soon as he lay down, he felt a soft body pressing against his back, hugging him firmly through the quilt.
Yun Shuqian hugged him very tightly, her smooth forehead rubbed against the back of his neck, and her hands and legs were wrapped around him. She felt comfortable and contented, humming and hugging him.
"It's over, it's over, I'm hugged so tightly, I can't escape in this life."
"snort."
Song Jiamu cooperated with her and started to struggle. Yun Shuqian became very excited and hugged him tightly, venting his possessiveness wantonly.
"There is nothing we can do, Song Jiamu is completely like Yun Shuqian..."
"laugh."
Song Jiamu didn't move, and Yun Shuqian didn't move either. In the dark room, she just held him quietly, feeling that her heart was filled with him.
"Yun Shuqian." He gently held her little hand in front of him and called her name.
Yun Shuqian gently rubbed her head on his back to show that she heard him.
Song Jiamu then asked: "How good are we now?"
"Two out of four is good." Yun Shuqian answered quickly, as if she had already calculated it.
"Why not use one-half?"
"No, I'll use two quarters."
Song Jiamu didn't seem to understand her logic.
Probably only Yun Shuqian himself understood that if it was one-half, then there would only be one copy left, but if it was two-quarters, then there would be two copies left. This feeling was like
When eating the sweetest piece of cake in the world, she just wants to divide it into many pieces and eat it slowly.
Two-quarters and one-half may look the same, but they are different.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu."
Yun Shuqian called his name, and her little hands were already covering his chest. He was not wearing any shirt, and her fingertips touched his skin, bringing the most realistic experience.
"Um?"
"I, can I hold you to sleep like this tonight..."
"sure."
"Are we really not dreaming?"
"My heart is beating."
Song Jiamu spoke softly and put her hand on his beating heart: "We are so good now. Sometimes I feel like I am dreaming. I often wonder if we had always been so good back then.
We've been together for a long time? But then I figured it out. It was during those days that I knew what I really wanted and what was precious to me."
"Since I reconciled with you, every day of my life has been filled with Rourou's happiness. Only then have I realized that my heart is not empty. There will be an echo in every word you say. Those who are happy when I am with you
, the sweet moment is the proof that I have encountered love, and the moment when I am truly moved."
"I like your true self. You will have a little temper, smile regardless of your appearance, hit me when you are happy, and hit me when you are angry. But I just like to be hit by you. I think there is no one more suitable than the two of us.
Already."
"If you miss me, just come to me. Don't worry about whether I'm sleeping or eating, or whether I'm disturbing you. I just hope you will pester me every day like before, pester me to chat with me, and ask me where I've been every day.
Yeah, what are you doing, what are you eating, tell me everything, I like being clung to you..."
He spoke softly as if talking to himself. In the dim room, Yun Shuqian could hear every word extremely clearly.
She felt so uncomfortable, her heartbeat was so fast, so excited, so happy, she was holding her breath, the love in her heart seemed to burst her, and she was going to die.
"Stop talking, stop talking..." she begged.
"I'm going to say it."
Yun Shuqian hummed, hugging him tighter, rubbing and entwining him behind his back.
But this can't alleviate the pain of the explosion of love at all.
Until she held him down, in Song Jiamu's dull eyes——