At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian returned home. As soon as they opened the door, they heard the sound of cooking spatulas in the kitchen.
The house is bright, my father is cooking in an apron, and my mother is carrying a pot of soup outside the kitchen.
"I also said that I was about to call and ask if you were back so soon. What did you buy?"
"I didn't buy anything. I just went shopping after playing ball."
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian changed their shoes together. Because they still came to his house for dinner tonight, Yun Shuqian did not go back and followed Song Jiamu directly to his house.
Looking at the bright lights in the home, smelling the fragrance of rice wafting in the air, and the kitten running over and rubbing at their feet, Yun Shuqian felt more and more familiar with his home.
Yun Shuqian was holding a bag. In the bag were the little rabbits, little ducks and fat bees that Song Jiamu and she had caught together.
"Auntie, look~"
The girl happily showed off the trophy in her hand.
"What a cute doll, Qianqian just bought it?"
"Well...I caught it on the claw machine. We went to the arcade."
"Awesome! Qianqian washed her hands and had dinner, and I asked your uncle to leave a chicken drumstick for you."
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian went to the kitchen to wash their hands together. With their father beside them, they no longer dared to wash their hands as shamelessly as before.
"Jiamu, do you want chicken legs?" Dad asked.
"I don't want it, just cut one for Yun Shuqian to eat." Song Jiamu said.
Yun Shuqian put on gloves, took a big chicken leg and ate it happily. She exercised again in the afternoon. Now it was past seven o'clock in the evening, and she felt very hungry.
There are still some dishes to be fried, my parents stay in the kitchen, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian sit on the sofa together.
"Give me a bite too."
"...Don't you want it?"
"This chicken drumstick is so big, you can't finish it by yourself."
"I've finished eating. I'm so hungry."
"Give me a bite, too."
"You're crazy, uncle and aunt saw you when you turned around!"
"It's okay, they can't see it, give me a bite quickly."
Yun Shuqian looked at the kitchen, then handed the chicken leg to Song Jiamu's mouth, and he quickly took a bite.
"Meow?"
"This is yours every year."
Yun Shuqian tore off a piece of chicken and fed it to Nian Nian.
The little cat was chewing the chicken and pulling open the plastic bag. The three dolls inside rolled out. It raised its little paws and patted them curiously.
"This is Tiantian." Yun Shuqian pointed at Fat Bee and said.
"Meow."
"This is Zhou Zhou." Yun Shuqian pointed at the little duck and said.
"Meow."
"This is Yueyue." Yun Shuqian pointed at the little rabbit and said.
"Meow."
"This is Nian Nian." Yun Shuqian nodded the little cat's head, then rubbed the back of her hand Nian Nian.
"Why do you have such a strange name?" Song Jiamu asked, and then without her parents noticing, he quickly came over and took a bite of the big chicken leg in her hand.
"It's not strange. It's great every day, week, month, month, and year." Yun Shuqian also bit into the chicken leg.
"Are you happy today?"
"snort."
Yun Shuqian ignored him, but her cute little feet swayed.
The chicken legs are so delicious.
The dishes were quickly finished, and their parents came out of the kitchen. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian no longer dared to secretly eat chicken legs together.
Yun Shuqian put the unfinished chicken legs in his bowl and stood up to help serve the rice. Song Jiamu helped serve the soup, and the family sat down to eat naturally.
Occasionally, Song Jiamu would arrogantly serve her food in front of her parents. Whenever this happened, Yun Shuqian would secretly glance at her uncle and aunt nervously, but their expressions were natural, as if they didn't see anything.
, she gradually felt relieved.
Sure enough, I was still too nervous. Maybe in the eyes of my uncle and aunt, this was normal.
Mom and dad turned a blind eye, making these two guys become more and more arrogant.
Yun Shuqian didn't like eating chicken skin, but she didn't want to throw it away, so she secretly put the chicken skin in the bowl into Song Jiamu's bowl and continued eating.
Very good, uncle and aunt didn't react at all, it seems this is normal.
After all, in a family, the younger sister doesn’t like to eat chicken skin or fatty meat, so it’s normal for her to put it in her older brother’s bowl, right?
So what is abnormal, such as holding hands, or kissing, or sleeping together, or touching each other, this is abnormal. Although it is exciting and exciting, this kind of abnormality must not be seen by the elders.
Having dinner together at his house again and again, Yun Shuqian gradually figured out the balance between normal and abnormal.
Although her current relationship with Song Jiamu is very abnormal, at least she behaves normally in front of her uncle and aunt, which also prevents her from feeling too guilty, so she generously told her uncle and aunt that she and Song Jiamu would play badminton and go to the video game city together today.
After all, it is normal to play ball together and go to the arcade.
Of course, we can't talk about being touched on the leg after playing badminton, or being kissed by the loser in the arcade, because this is an abnormal thing.
After clarifying the boundaries, Yun Shuqian felt that he was more at ease.
Occasionally her big eyes would turn around, not knowing what she was thinking.
After eating, Yun Shuqian helped wash the dishes, and then went home with Tiantian, Zhouzhou, Yueyue and Niannian in her arms.
Don't ask why Nian Nian was also taken away, because this was the reason why Song Jiamu came late to take Nian Nian home, and it was not an abnormal thing like coming here to help her dry her hair.
Song Jiamu stayed with her all day today. He had just finished eating at this time in the evening, so it was naturally inconvenient to go to her place immediately.
It is unimaginable that two months ago, the two of them would feel uncomfortable if they were alone together for more than one minute, and would think of running away if they stayed alone for more than five minutes. But today, two months later, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian both felt that
, even if the two of them were isolated in a small room for fourteen days, they would not be bored at all.
Song Jiamu calmed down and coded five thousand words. Adding the five thousand words in the morning, it would be ten thousand words today.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But there is nothing to be proud of, after all, I didn’t write a word yesterday.
After typing, I took a shower and dried my hair. It was half past ten in the evening.
"Mom, I'll pick you up every year."
"..."
In the eyes of Li Yuan who was about to speak but hesitated, and who was still looking at her with lust, Song Jiamu opened the door and went out.
Li Yuan didn't know whether it was because the cat was too heavy or the journey was too long. In short, she didn't wait for Song Jiamu to come back until eleven o'clock in the evening.
"Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."
"Hey Lao Song, do you think your son won't come back?"
"Thinking too much."
…
In Yun Shuqian's room.
The air conditioner gently blew the cool breeze, and I lay on the girl's soft bed and slept soundly every year. The three little dolls and the big sleeping bear were placed peacefully beside the girl's pillow.
The pair of cute feet beside the bed were swinging comfortably. Looking up from the feet, you can see the girl's slender white calves. Her white knees touched lightly, so the tight thighs under her shorts at home began to tremble.
Yun Shuqian sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, holding the bed with both hands, enjoying the big hands behind her gently ruffling her hair, or gently pressing on her scalp and neck.
She had just finished bathing, and her whole body exuded the scent of milk, which made Song Jiamu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Perhaps Song Jiamu's face was too close, so Yun Shuqian opened her eyes and patted him angrily.
"Yun Shuqian, can I kiss you?"
"Can't."
"Just kiss on the cheek."
"No, why did you kiss me?"
"Because you smell so good."
Song Jiamu said honestly.
Yun Shuqian was like a piece of fragrant, white toffee, exuding a mouth-watering aroma all over her body, especially the happy expression on her little face after being pampered, which made Song Jiamu fall in love.
When he went in, he felt a strong sense of happiness and sweetness surrounding him. It was completely normal to want to kiss her. If possible, he wouldn't mind kissing her many times.
"You, don't smell me, I'm so horny!"
"I'm not smelling, I'm just breathing."
"Then you are not allowed to breathe."
Song Jiamu stopped breathing.
After holding it in for a minute, he quickly patted Yun Shuqian to show her that he was about to die.
"You, breathe quickly! Breathe quickly!"
"Hu~hu~"
Only then did Song Jiamu gasp for air.
To make a girl happy, you only need to hold your breath for a minute. Song Jiamu lay down on the bed, and Yun Shuqian supported the wall and began to step on his back.
Step on, step on, step on, step on his back for fifteen minutes.
Yun Shuqian also lay down on the bed, without the obstruction of the quilt, the two of them lay face to face.
They looked at each other's faces seriously and breathed in each other's breath.
Yun Shuqian's little hand moved, and Song Jiamu stretched out his palm sensibly, held her little hand softly, and gently kneaded her tender fingers.
Looking at her big eyes, her delicate little nose, and her warm and moist lips, Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but bring his face towards her, and kissed her gently on the cheek.
one time.
The girl's face turned red, but she said harshly: "You kissed me without my permission again."
"But what if I still want to kiss you on the mouth?"
"I'm not your girlfriend, I'm your boss. You can't kiss your boss on the mouth."
"Then it would be great if you became my girlfriend."
"no."
Song Jiamu moved his body and got closer to her.
"Then what is our relationship now?"
"I am your... little tameran."
"Sounds weird."
Song Jiamu knew that You Tongran also meant childhood sweethearts, but compared to childhood sweethearts, he somehow felt more shameless. After all, many of the videos in his folder were titled You Tongran.
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Of course, there are also many serious love stories. In the island country’s animations, comics and literary works, the stories of young boys falling in love are very popular, and generally speaking, they will be the future marriage partners.
There are two types of young tame dyes. One is the continuous type, which is the kind that looks down and never looks up. They stay together from childhood to adulthood, with windows facing each other, or even stay in each other's home.
The other type is the Heavenly Fall type. They have been separated for several years and have the dual characteristics of the Heavenly Fall type and Qingmei. This kind of combat power is more explosive. Compared with the pure Heavenly Fall type, it has a little more familiarity. Compared with the Continuation type, it is more familiar.
There's a little more mystery.
"Then are you a continuation type or a heaven-dropping type?" Song Jiamu asked her interestingly.
"I, I continued, continued, and then the sky fell." Yun Shuqian raised his arm, gesturing at the plane in the sky, and then his palm fell down.
Song Jiamu was so cute by her.
His heart beat faster and he wanted to kiss her very much.
"for you."
Yun Shuqian put her tender fingers to his lips.
"What?"
"I've cleaned up."
Song Jiamu didn't refuse anyone who came. She opened her mouth slightly and sucked the tender finger in her mouth. The softness and smoothness gently teased her fingertips.
Yun Shuqian stared closely at the part where her lips and fingers met. Most of her fingers were in his mouth. A strange feeling came from her fingertips. Her face was flushed layer by layer. She was so embarrassed that she finally
He took his fingers back again.
She buried her face in the pillow and twisted it twice like a little stinky maggot to relieve the charming, ambiguous and explosive feeling in her heart.
Young tame dye, young tame dye!
So lustful!
The reserved girl feels very exciting, but also very sweet. In short, this is definitely one of those things that uncles and aunts cannot know.
"I'm leaving, it's eleven o'clock."
Song Jiamu sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down for a while, preparing to put on his shoes and take Nian Nian home.
But a soft little hand reached behind him again and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Song Jiamu..."
"Um?"
"You, do you want to tell me to sleep at my house tonight..."
After saying this, she hid herself in the quilt again, and then added: "Just like before, I will get you a pillow and quilt."
Of course Song Jiamu knew that the sleep she was talking about was not the kind of naughty thing, she just simply wanted him to accompany her and hold her to sleep.
Yun Shuqian enjoyed the experience of being held by him to sleep, which made her feel safe, valued, cared for, and loved. If he called her "baby" softly at this time, she would faint with happiness.
It would be better if he could control himself, so she wouldn't have to use the quilt to seal him, but this guy didn't worry at all.
"This makes me very embarrassed..."
Song Jiamu struggled: "What if my parents find out that I'm not at home?"
"Just get up early, uncle and aunt won't find out."
"The lights in my house haven't been turned off yet..."
"You go back secretly and turn off the lights, and I'll hold the door open for you."
Song Jiamu always felt that this line was a bit familiar.
"..."
"..."
The two of them were silent for a while.
"Then I'll go back and take a look now."
Song Jiamu said this, got up and left the room. The girl hiding in the bed immediately became energetic, lifted the quilt, followed him in slippers, opened the door a crack, and waited in the crack like last night.
he.
"Shh."
Song Jiamu made a silent gesture towards her and opened the door normally.
There was no one in the living room and study room. My parents' room door was closed. I looked at the time. It was 11:20. They should be sleeping.
Song Jiamu closed the door to his house normally and turned off the headlights.
I went back to the room and picked up my sweatshirt for tomorrow morning's run. I groped my way out of the dark home very lightly, then opened and closed the door very lightly...
In the room, hearing the faint movement outside, my father said to my mother in confusion:
"Isn't this coming back?"
"Well, I'm overthinking it..."
"Go to bed, go to bed."
…
Song Jiamu returned to the girl's room.
Yun Shuqian took out his pillow and quilt from the cabinet, helped him make the bed, and also took out the night light she bought at the two-dollar store in the afternoon and plugged it into the socket.
Looking at this little night light, Song Jiamu fell into deep thought.
"Did you start planning in the afternoon?"
"What are you talking about?!"
Yun Shuqian lifted up the quilt and got under the quilt, facing the wall with her back to him, as if she didn't want to get close to you at all.
Until Song Jiamu turned off the light and lay down next to her, there was only the dim candle-like light of the night light in the room, just enough to see each other's faces and outlines clearly.
Every year I sit on the bedside table, looking at this goldfish-shaped night light, thinking about how to turn it off.
It was still a little curious. Didn't Song Jiamu come to take it home? Why did he fall asleep here again?
The two people's reserve did not last long.
After Song Jiamu took the lead and rubbed the quilt against Yun Shuqian, Yun Shuqian also nuzzled over gently and quietly.
The two lay face to face, their breaths mixed with ambiguity, surrounded by faint light, turning into feathers, teasing each other's hearts.
The faces are getting closer and closer, and the forehead and the tip of the nose are gently touching together.
"I won't sleep with you in vain..."
Yun Shuqian pressed his hand, raised her chin, and kissed his lips.
…
"Just, just this? It's not even five seconds!"
"It's worth so much."
"Can I do it instead?"
"No, do you feel bad?"
"deficit."
"...I am your little tame, not your girlfriend."
Her reminder made Song Jiamu suddenly excited, and he immediately felt that it was not a loss.