"Auntie, did she wake up so early today?"

Yun Shuqian spoke to him in a low voice. At the door of her house, Song Jiamu, who was sweating profusely, ran back with four breakfasts. Looking at the two extra breakfasts in his hand, the girl who was as energetic as a monkey immediately

I guessed that Auntie woke up early today.

"You said it was dangerous or not. It was only one minute or two minutes away. My mother almost caught me when I opened the door and went back." Song Jiamu said with lingering fear.

"It's so exciting..."

"What?"

"I-I mean, it's all your fault! If you are caught by aunt, you must have deserved it!"

Yun Shuqian snorted, she didn't ask him to sleep with her, she just said, "Do you want to tell me and sleep at my house tonight?" Then Song Jiamu said it, so it must be his

question.

"...Don't make it sound like it has nothing to do with you."

"Anyway, I don't want to sleep with you anymore." Yun Shuqian made a sage voice. She was in high spirits now and not sleepy at all. Sleeping with a man in her arms was nothing more than that. There was nothing good about her.

"Then I don't dare to sleep with you. If my mother finds out, she will break my legs." Song Jiamu made a voice with lingering fear. Sleeping naked while holding a girl in his arms is not only dangerous, but also harmful to the body.

"Here, your soy milk."

"Hey, your braised pork noodles."

The two made an exchange about breakfast. When she wasn't paying attention, Song Jiamu quickly lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead.

Just when Yun Shuqian was about to raise his hand to pat him, Song Jiamu quickly slipped back home.

After taking a shower, changing clothes, and having breakfast, Song Jiamu took his bag and keys and went out.

After ringing the doorbell twice, Yun Shuqian also opened the door and came out.

Today, for the first time, she wore a skirt to go to school. She wore the same one that Song Jiamu gave her, and Song Jiamu also wore the T-shirt that she gave her.

"Why did you think of wearing a skirt to school today?"

"I have nothing to wear."

"Then I'll buy it for you."

"You have so much money, so you just want to buy clothes for girls. Girls' clothes are very expensive."

Holding her hand and looking at the little skirt on her body, Song Jiamu was in a particularly good mood. He remembered the game Miracle Nuannuan. Whenever he saw beautiful clothes, he always wanted to buy her one too.

, imagining how beautiful she would look when she puts it on.

Of course, it’s not all about buying a variety of white, black, or flesh-colored knee socks, calf socks, and pantyhose. You can also buy many cute little skirts or maid outfits.

When it came to the maid outfit, Song Jiamu could easily put it on for her in his mind, and add some cat ears or something. It was really suitable for her pretty figure and face.

The short skirt Song Jiamu bought her just reached her knees. When she was riding an electric bike this morning, she could no longer sit astride it like before.

Yesterday, when she was wearing a short sports skirt, she could sit astride her body. It didn't matter if her beautiful and well-proportioned white thighs were exposed. It wouldn't look strange. But after wearing a long skirt, if she lifted up the skirt to expose her thighs, it would look very strange.

Weird, very erotic.

It's just like seeing a girl in a bikini on the beach, but it's not normal for a girl in a bikini to appear on the subway.

Yun Shuqian was riding an electric car sideways today.

She turned the small bag in front of her and pressed it on her thigh. She sat sideways in the back seat, her arms wrapped around Song Jiamu's lower abdomen, and her soft body was pressed against his back tightly and beautifully.

Bend your legs and step on the footrest, leaning slightly towards him.

Compared with sitting astride, sitting on the side is not stable enough, but Song Jiamu rides very slowly and steadily. Yun Shuqian feels that sitting on the side is more romantic, because she can put her ears against his back and listen to his heartbeat.

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The scenery of the street receded in front of her eyes. Yun Shuqian leaned against him comfortably, her little hands around his waist touching him restlessly.

Sometimes she moved up to touch his chest muscles, and sometimes she moved down to touch his abdominal muscles. She took advantage of him, which was great.

After all, he is her little tame, the person they grew up with. If he doesn't let her take advantage of him, how can he leave it to other girls?

When holding Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian felt like he was holding a chubby new toothpaste. At the age of twenty, he was full of energetic love. The bulging content made people feel safe.

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The most exciting love is hidden in the eyes and actions.

While waiting for the traffic light, Song Jiamu held the car up with his legs and stopped, looking down at the little hand on his lower abdomen.

Yun Shuqian's hands were beautiful and delicious. Her fingers were delicate and slender, and her nails were smooth and shiny. She touched his belly as if no one else was watching, and her tender fingertips gently touched his belly through the thin T-shirt.

He picked and groped lightly, and occasionally used his index finger to circle his navel with evil intentions.

Sometimes Song Jiamu's abdominal muscles tightened hard, but she didn't like it. She would rub her face on his back with a slight annoyance, and then Song Jiamu would have no choice but to relax and soften his stomach. She liked to touch the soft and bouncy belly.

abdomen.

"If you pick my belly button again, I will have diarrhea."

"You won't get diarrhea if you pick your belly button. You will get cold when you pick your belly button."

"Then I'll pick at you."

"Go away, why is your belly button round?"

"Isn't it yours?"

"Mine is oval, thin and long."

"Then let me see."

"I won't show it to you, but it's very beautiful anyway."

When she said this, Song Jiamu became more and more itchy. He really wanted to see Miss Yun Shuqian's belly button. It would be better if she could kiss it.

Of course, I must have seen it when I was a kid, but I was not ashamed at that time, and I only had a superficial understanding of the concept of gender.

"What are you thinking about? Why is your heart beating faster?" she asked from behind.

"...I was thinking about how beautiful Miss Yun Shuqian's belly button is, and I want to know if I have a chance to kiss Miss Yun Shuqian's belly button with my lips." Song Jiamu said honestly.

But the next second, Song Jiamu paid the price for his honesty.

Yun Shuqian pinched the soft flesh of his waist hard. It's really hard for honest people these days.

"Don't talk like a hooligan all day long. I'm not your girlfriend. I'm your little tame. I'm your president and your squad leader. You should respect me!"

"sorry……"

Song Jiamu was thinking, as if he hadn't heard her mantra for a while: I want to tell Auntie!

"Song Jiamu."

"Um?"

"Your belly feels good. You feel so full. What's in it?"

Song Jiamu was convinced that if he said this to her, then he would definitely be beaten. Why!

"It's filled with love for you."

Honest voices are called rogues, beautiful lies are called love words.

Yun Shuqian believed it immediately. The corner of her mouth curled up in a shy way, as if she couldn't stand the numbness. She squeezed him a little, making sure that what was in his belly was love, not stewed meat noodles, soy milk, water and stool.

"Oh, stop squeezing, stop squeezing, the love is about to overflow!"

"You're so disgusting! It's disgusting!"

The girl said this but never hit him again.

The green light turned on, and the electric car started slowly. A butterfly was flapping its wings, following the girl's skirt that was blown by the wind.

…

"Morning~"

"Morning~"

Arriving at the classroom, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian sat down in front. Today was a little later than usual. Many students in the classroom had already arrived, including Yuan Caiyi.

"Wow, Qianqian, why are you wearing a skirt today? It looks so good!"

“This tie looks so cute!”

"You are so fresh and fresh in the forest style. Wow, Qianqian, your legs are so white!"

It was a rare occasion to see Yun Shuqian come to class wearing a skirt, so several of her best friends came over one after another, making Yun Shuqian feel embarrassed, as if she was not wearing any clothes, and her pretty face turned red when they teased her.

stand up.

"Student Song Jiamu came quite late today, didn't he?"

"Well... the bed is so comfortable in the morning." Song Jiamu crossed his palms and stretched them out, looking like he still wanted to stay in bed.

"The weather in May really makes people don't want to get up." Several girls sitting in the back naturally cast their eyes on Song Jiamu's hand. Not to mention Yun Shuqian's hand control, it is not a hand control.

Girls will also think that Song Jiamu's hands are particularly beautiful, with slender fingers and clear joints. If you touch yourself with such hands, you will be very satisfied just thinking about it.
To be continued...