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Yun Shuqian stood up in a hurry while holding his chest. She didn't even put on the slippers beside the bed. She ran to the table with bare feet and sat down. She raised the back of her hand to wipe away the moisture from her lips. Her heart was beating fast and her palms were wet.
Sweating, she lowered her head, and her hair naturally fell down to cover her blushing face. She opened a book randomly, holding a pen in her hand, her cute feet under the table stepped together nervously, and her tender lotus-like toes
All picked up.
Fortunately, this was his room. Song Jiamu was a little calmer than Yun Shuqian, but this small movement made his disobedient cat's tail immediately become obedient.
He didn't rush to open the door, but quickly tidied the messy bed.
The door moved again.
This time came the sound of a kitten.
"Meow, meow, meow."
They squatted in front of the door every year, stretching out their little paws to pull at the crack of the door. These two guys couldn't hide it from hiding, and they even secretly hid in the room to play without taking the kitten with them.
Hearing the voice of Nian Nian, the girl's tense body suddenly softened. She patted her chest lightly and exhaled. She looked frightened. She put down the pen and leaned back on the chair. She
Only then did I realize that the cap of my pen had not been opened and the book was held upside down...
She turned back and glared at Song Jiamu in embarrassment. Song Jiamu also breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his movements, put the pillow back in place, raised his feet and got off the bed.
"My shoes." Yun Shuqian was so frightened that her feet became weak and she couldn't get up from the chair.
"..." Song Jiamu had no choice but to hold her slippers and place them at her feet.
He was not sure if there was anyone else outside the door besides the little cat. When he went to open the door, Yun Shuqian quickly opened the cap of his pen, took the upside-down book, rearranged it, and continued reading and studying.
Song Jiamu stood by the door for three seconds. When he heard the voices in the living room, he gently opened the door.
Yun Shuqian glanced out of the corner of his eye. The door opened a crack, and the kitten slipped in through the crack like fluid.
"Meow wow?"
"Nian Nian, you scare people to death!"
"Meow?"
The little kitten is not an element-devouring beast, so how can it scare people to death?
It jumped lightly and jumped onto the table. Yun Shuqian rubbed the kitten's big head angrily.
They must have done something bad in the room again, because every year she could smell Song Jiamu's scent on her face.
This is not a bad thing. After all, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu are both cats, so it’s okay to do this kind of thing in the living room. It’s normal for cats to lick each other’s faces, and it’s okay to smell their butts.
The door was closed again, and Song Jiamu put his ear to the door and listened for a while.
It's a pity that I can't hear anything clearly. The conversation between two women always seems to be chatting about some secret, and the sound is very low, which is different from the conversation between two grown men.
After the incident just now, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian no longer dared to hide in the room and play strange games. They each calmly turned on the computer and started coding.
…
Before getting married, the common topics between two women were nothing more than beauty, clothing, gossip, travel, love, and eating and drinking.
After getting married, the common topics of conversation between two women become family, children, complaints about work, gossip, and health care.
The topic of the chat between Li Yuan and Xu Ying was unclear, so it just didn't matter.
"Lao Song and I haven't gone out for a long time. We stay at home every day, just thinking that that brat Jiamu can graduate early, get married early, find a good partner, start a family and start a career, etc., so we can save money.
I’m sorry, they all say it’s good to raise a son, but now that I think about it, I should have been just like you, Xiaoying, in giving birth to a daughter, Qian Qian, the more I look at it, the more I like it.”
"Teacher Li, Lao Yun and I are still envious of you. It would be great to be a teacher if you have a stable job. You don't have to travel around the world. You will have a lot of pension in the future. Jiamu is mature and sensible. How is it like us, children, company?"
Ah, there are a lot of things waiting to be solved, and I am usually very busy, so I hope that someone can take care of Qianqian and Jiamu can help look after it, so Lao Yun and I don’t know how much worry it will save."
At this moment, the warm afternoon sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light is reflected on the two women, one peeling an apple, the other eating melon seeds. They stand at their own age, talking about the worries that they think are the most important, and
Comforting each other...
"My son still has to worry a lot. Jiamu is already 20 years old. He plans to work and get married in a few years. His father and I just bought an apartment some time ago. We hope he has a house and a stable life."
The job and income will make it easier to find a partner in the future.”
"Teacher Li can't say this. As a mother, I hope Qianqian can find a man who treats her well. As for money, spending more means spending more, spending less means spending less. The key is to know how to take care of others.
If you have a good personality, don't marry too far away. It's best if you can take care of both families. If Qianqian can like him, that's all I want."
Li Yuan said jokingly: "How about the two of us become a family together? We can also watch the two children grow up, so we don't have to take advantage of others."
Xu Ying also cracked melon seeds, her eyebrows narrowed with joy when she heard this, and she nodded repeatedly: "Teacher Li is right, I really like this kid Jiamu."
After saying this, Li Yuan stopped talking in depth. She did know more than Xu Ying, but she couldn't bear to tell Xu Ying these extra things, and she had to hide them for this brat.
After all, it was my pig's fault.
Xu Ying was thoughtful, as if she had been awakened. For the first time, she seriously thought about the feasibility of her daughter and Song Jiamu becoming a couple. The more she thought about it, the more feasible it became.
It's just that I don't usually accompany my daughter, and I don't know what Qianqian thinks about Song Jiamu. I just want to take advantage of the half month I'm home to observe them carefully. If they are really that interesting, why don't I find an opportunity?
The matchmaking is possible.
Although I always subconsciously treat my daughter as a child, but looking at her age of 20, sooner or later I have to find someone who can be entrusted to me. Instead of marrying my precious daughter to an unfamiliar person, it is really better.
It's not even remotely as good as Song Jiamu's.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As she spoke, she realized that Teacher Li was not all joking. Teacher Li really liked her daughter, and she wanted to mark the word "attitude" with an arrow.
Pointing to the smile in the corner of his eyes.
The two mothers have known each other for more than ten years. Today is the first time they talked about these things in a half-joking way. For a while, their thoughts were a little complicated. After all, the two juniors did not say a word. They had talked a lot.
It feels like I'm battling with the air.
The two women looked at each other, and for a moment they felt that each other was a lot more friendly.
"Teacher Li, how about we spend our two children's birthdays together this year like in previous years."
"Okay, I think Jiamu and Qianqian also have the same intention this year. They have been together for a long time, and it is normal to have some trivial noises. They are running in, how can they get along without running in? I am still annoyed with Lao Song. He is in the room all day long.
Cut your nails inside, but don’t sweep them off after you cut them.”
"Lao Yun also has this bad behavior. The lid of the soup pot is placed randomly and water is everywhere. No matter how many times I tell him, he doesn't listen."
"He went fishing again. If I don't call him to come back for dinner, I guess they can fish until midnight and come back with a bucket of water."
"Didn't Lao Yun and your Lao Song catch two big fish of eight or nine kilograms last time? My family ate them for a week."
"Bought from the market! I thought he really caught it at first, but the next day I met a teacher at school, and she asked me if your husband bought such a big fish yesterday. Did you have a guest at home?"
"I'm just telling you, why didn't I see Lao Yunfa in Moments when catching such a big fish?"
"Anyway, if they didn't walk back with the fish on their bodies, they would definitely have bought it."
…
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were writing seriously in the room, and the little cat was sleeping seriously between them.
It is not completely asleep either. Maybe it learned from Song Jiamu since childhood. When it takes a nap, it will lie on its back on the table like a human being. The tip of its fluffy tail twists left and right like a caterpillar.
After twisting it, the two small claws drooped naturally, with eyes closed, looking comfortable.
Song Jiamu had previously discovered two rows of small pimples on the kitten's belly, and he went to squeeze them. It wasn't until the kitten scratched his two paws that he realized they were pinched by the kitten.
Yun Shuqian didn't bring a computer, so she used Song Jiamu's desktop computer to code. The coding software has a synchronization function and is not limited by equipment.
Unknowingly, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the rain outside had stopped. The sunset shined through the window of his room. The girl stretched her legs flat, closed her eyes, raised her arms and said "Hmm~"
The lazy waist.
When Song Jiamu looked back, he could see through Yun Shuqian's sleeves her smooth and soft squeaky nest.
Damn it, concentrate on typing, don't be affected by the girl's creaking.
I heard that you can see a girl's underwear through the sleeves of short sleeves, but for girls with flat chests, the other side can see the sleeves on the opposite side.
Fortunately, Miss Yun was not so gloomy. Song Jiamu also saw a hint of youthful and moving goose yellow in this brief movement of raising his hand.
Just when Yun Shuqian was about to open his eyes, Song Jiamu quickly moved his eyes to the screen.
"Is there no sound outside?" Yun Shuqian listened carefully and asked.
"I just heard the door closing. I guess your mother and my mother went out together."
"...My mother left without even saying a word to me?"
"You are not a child, and you are afraid that you don't know how to get home."
"Too."
Yun Shuqian stood up, secretly opened the door and took a look outside. Sure enough, the living room was quiet. Mom and Aunt Li had both gone out, probably going to her house to prepare dinner together.
Without the elders around, the girl immediately felt a lot more relaxed.
After closing the door again, she sat on the computer chair, slipped her feet out of her slippers, raised her beautiful legs, and crossed them together on the chair.
After sitting cross-legged for a while, she probably felt uncomfortable, so she lowered her legs again and looked at Song Jiamu aside.
Song Jiamu concentrated on coding.
She gently and quietly lifted her feet and placed them on Song Jiamu's thighs.
Song Jiamu rested his fingers on the keyboard, and the typing movement was paused because of her foot resting on his thigh. He glanced down and saw the girl's tender lotus-like toes.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yun Shuqian put his other leg up.
It was very comfortable to lean on the computer chair like this, and she held the kitten in her arms.
Song Jiamu looked in her direction from her feet, like a road paved with white snow. The end of the road went all the way to the girl's thighs, and then to her beige shorts. Looking at it this way, Yun
The slim leg shape is simply impeccable.
This woman definitely did it on purpose!
Because at noon, he told her that he secretly coded 3,000 words in the morning, but she didn't write a word, so now she was trying to find a way to interfere with him.
There are ten words in a sentence. When he was coding this sentence, Song Jiamu lowered his head and glanced at the girl's legs eight times.
After her cute feet began to shake, Song Jiamu could no longer write a word.
Obviously by pushing her legs away, he can write a hundred words a minute, but why can't he push her legs away...
Song Jiamu's little moves couldn't be hidden from her, but seeing that he remained silent, Yun Shuqian became even more wanton.
She moved the chair slightly, stretched her legs further into his arms, moved her feet sideways, and hooked her toes on his stomach.
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, he bent down, and his ears turned red.
Yun Shuqian also hurriedly took back her legs, turned her chair to the other side, and looked at the sunset outside the window.
The sound of typing on the keyboard behind him did not sound for a long time.
The sunset after the rain dyed the pretty face of the troubled girl crimson.