Chapter 192 Just tell me whether its a risk or not
Risking his life, running over and sleeping in the middle of the night, Song Jiamu would not do such a loss-making business.
During the day, they said they would never sleep together again, but this was only the first night, and the reserved girl couldn't help it anymore.
Sure enough, what Lu Xun said was right. When a man and a woman get together, they start with a coy "I don't want...", then slowly move their defense back little by little, and finally become "I still want to..."
want…'
After all, Song Jiamu had never experienced adult things. He knew that Yun Shuqian had been teasing him to sleep with her all day long. Naturally, it was not because of any strange things. She just wanted him to hold her or sleep with her in her arms.
But the problem is that if they are discovered, these four elders will not believe that you two are just sleeping together!
It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and both parents had turned off the lights and went to bed. Yun Shuqian was still encouraging him on WeChat.
Yun Zhu Po: "Come on, come on, my dad and the others will turn off the lights and go to bed at ten o'clock tonight. They will never know if you come here now."
Song Zhutou: "No, didn't you say that you would never sleep with me again?"
Yun Zhu Po: "Are you coming or not?"
Song Zhutou: "No!"
Seeing that the hard one was not enough, Yun Shuqian had no choice but to use the soft one.
Yunzhu Po's voice: [We are just sleeping normally, it doesn't matter. You can go back at six o'clock tomorrow. My dad and the others will never find out, okay? You come here secretly, and I will open the door for you. 】
It only matters if you sleep normally!!
Song Zhutou’s voice: [Then why don’t you come over to my house? Even if you are discovered when you come over to my house, my dad and the others will never do anything to you.]
Yun Zhu Po’s voice: [I, how could I sleep at your house, Song Zhutou~Song Zhutou? Come here. 】
Her voice suddenly took on a coquettish tone, and Song Jiamu couldn't stand it.
Yunzhupo's voice: [I won't sleep with you in vain]
I already have one of these cute little socks!
Song Zhutou’s voice: [Don’t make trouble, go to sleep obediently, I can’t live up to my uncle and aunt’s trust in me, didn’t we agree to behave well? 】
Yunzhupo’s voice: [Then do you want to come over and touch your legs? 】
Song Jiamu was already ready to close his eyes and lie down to sleep, but when he heard these words, he jumped up from the bed.
Song Zhutou’s voice: [Who do you think I am? Even if I came over, I was just trying to coax you to sleep because I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to sleep]
Song Zhutou’s voice: [Can I only touch it once? 】
Yunzhupo's voice: [Do you like to touch or not]
Song Jiamu scratched his head and ears anxiously, climbed out of bed numbly, and paced around thinking about the possibility of sleeping at her house tonight.
Tomorrow, Sunday, my parents will get up at eight or nine o'clock, and my uncle and aunt will not wake up too early. He will sneak back from her house at six o'clock... no, at half past five, so there should be no danger.
The key is that Yun Shuqian has been unable to sleep. Could he bear to watch her lose sleep all night?
Song Jiamu felt that he could comment on the top ten people in southern Jiangsu.
But this moment is different from the past few days. After all, Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu are really back, and they are the elders who have watched him grow up since childhood. Song Jiamu also knows that the old couple dotes on this daughter. If this happens,
He was caught on the spot, and his uncle and aunt tied him up and sent him home to ask his parents for an explanation...
Yunzhupo's voice: [Add another sock]
Song Zhutou’s voice: [Come out and open the door for me]
There was no time to think anymore! Compared to what he thought, Song Jiamu decided to continue the adventure.
Putting the keys and mobile phone on silent in his pocket, Song Jiamu quietly opened the door. The living room was dim. He squatted on the floor and observed that there was no light in the gap between his parents' door.
After confirming that his parents were asleep, he gently closed the door. The kitten on the bedside looked at him curiously. After the door was closed, the kitten slept on the 1.8-meter big bed by himself tonight.
I was very nervous along the way and took every step very carefully.
After closing the door to his home, Song Jiamu stood outside the brightly lit door.
Yun Shuqian, who was in charge of responding, had been waiting here for a long time. The moment she saw him through the peephole, the girl's heartbeat accelerated.
Stimulation and excitement intertwined in her heart. She looked back at her parents' room, and slowly opened the door with very light movements. Every time the door handle was turned downward, her heart rate increased.
Just like when she did bad things with him when she was a child, her fair face was slightly red due to nervousness, and her palms were sweating.
Song Jiamu waited outside the door uneasily for a while. In just about twenty seconds, he had the thought of 'let's forget it' many times.
Just when she was about to turn around and go home, the door to her house finally opened.
A red-faced Yun Shuqian emerged from the gap in the door. She was wearing a loose T-shirt pajamas and matcha-colored shorts. Against such a dim background, the girl's white legs were dazzling.
She stared at Song Jiamu in front of her and didn't speak. She just waved to him anxiously.
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, and he immediately crept in through the crack in the door.
Her tender fingers were raised to her lips to express silence. Song Jiamu nodded fearfully and looked into the rooms of his uncle and aunt.
Apart from the ticking of the clock in the living room, the environment was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the blood vessels in your ears beating with your heartbeat.
She pointed in the direction of the room, and Song Jiamu walked gently toward her room on tiptoes, leaning against the wall in an extremely weird posture.
Yun Shuqian closed the door again and followed him. The two of them were like thieves. She grabbed the corner of his clothes behind her and followed him inside.
The wind on the balcony blew the curtains, and the light and shadow intertwined like human figures. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were immediately frightened and dared not move.
After confirming that it was just a ghost, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the room was close at hand, they couldn't help but speed up their pace. After hiding in the room and closing the door and locking it, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian fell on the bed together, each other's hearts shaking.
There was a lump in my throat, and for a while I was so excited that I couldn't speak.
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This was the only thought in Song Jiamu's mind, about touching his legs, but now he had no idea at all.
The two of them were weak, lying on the bed together, looking at the ceiling.
After all, it was her home, so the girl was still a little calmer. After she calmed down, she couldn't help but smile, and her little hand got into his palm, and then she realized that his palm was wet with sweat.
Song Jiamu said angrily: "Yun Shuqian, if I have a heart attack in the future, it will definitely be your fault."
"Obviously you are the one who is lustful!"
"Is it lust? It's my love for you! If it were any other girl, let alone touching her legs, I wouldn't come even if she promised me to go too far."
"Okay, okay, I won't sleep with you in vain."
Finally seeing Song Zhutou sleeping next to her, Yun Shuqian felt like she was in a dream, laughing and looking happy.
She took the initiative to rub against Song Jiamu, then half propped herself up, lowered her head and kissed his lips.
After kissing for a long time, she was satisfied, took his arm and spread it out, and then she rested comfortably on his arm.
Song Jiamu's fierce heartbeat also gradually slowed down. Lying next to her was the pretty and lovely girl. She had just tasted the girl's strawberry-like lips. The ambiguous breath was brewing between the two little by little. She had just been touched.
Song Jiamu, who was so frightened, felt that he was able to do it again.
"What did someone say before I came here? I don't even mention it now, because I want to default on it?"
"You, you really dare to think about it! You are not afraid that if I yell, my dad will come over and hang you up and beat you."
"Then just scream, you don't want our affairs to be discovered."
Song Jiamu suddenly turned over, pressed the girl's hand, and tickled her.
Yun Shuqian twisted up like a little maggot, her pretty face flushed, she giggled in a low voice, curled up her legs, and kicked him like a little rabbit.
The cute little shorts at home wrapped around her exquisite figure, and the warm color like matcha made her white and tight thighs more attractive.
The palm of her hand brushed gently and she pinched. The girl's warm and delicate feeling radiated from her skin. She kicked and kicked, but she did not escape Song Jiamu's big hand.
After taking such a big risk, Song Jiamu was satisfied.
"Rogue! Rogue! Rogue!"
Song Jiamu let go of her and hid under the quilt. Yun Shuqian blushed, sat on him, and patted him with a pillow.
"So let's sleep on the same quilt together tonight?" Song Jiamu was surprised to find that there was only a quilt and pillow on her bed.
"What a beautiful thought! If you didn't do that just now, I regret it now!"
As soon as she said these words, Song Jiamu immediately felt as uncomfortable as picking sesame seeds and losing the watermelon.
"Then, didn't you tell me earlier?!"
"snort."
Seeing the teasing smile in her eyes, Song Jiamu immediately understood that she was deliberately angry with him again. This woman had no intention of sleeping on the same quilt with him.
Yun Shuqian got up, opened the cabinet, and took out his pillow and quilt.
Song Jiamu also turned around, lying on the bed, looking at the fair and shapely legs of the girl in front of him unscrupulously.
He was still a little apprehensive, so every time she looked over, he quickly looked away.
"So where is the other sock you promised? You want to sneak it away again?"
"You, what are you thinking about all day long?"
If he didn't say anything, Yun Shuqian would naturally refuse. If he said so, then she wouldn't refuse.
Opening a drawer at the bottom of the cabinet, it was filled with pairs of cute little socks and neatly folded underwear.
"It's your choice."
"..."
Song Jiamu seemed to have seen some treasure, his eyes were shining, and he hurriedly crawled over, his fingers resting on the top of the drawer and hesitating. For a while, he didn't know which one to choose.
Until he twisted up a small piece of light pink lace fabric.
Before he could speak, Yun Shuqian's little face turned red with embarrassment, and she snatched it back angrily, pinching his big hand several times.
"I said socks! What did you choose?!"
"You didn't let me choose..."
"roll."
Yun Shuqian took out the other pair of white socks she gave him yesterday and threw it in his face.
It's better than nothing. Song Jiamu was a little disappointed, but he just made a pair.
He kneaded it gently with his palms. The cute little socks were soft and soft, and he put them into his pocket as a treasure.
It was already 12:20, and even in the room, the two of them had to lower their voices subconsciously when talking.
Yun Shuqian crawled back onto the bed, pulled her pillow and quilt to the wall and put them down. Then she got in happily, lay down obediently, with the quilt pulled up and tucked around her neck, and she let out a comfortable sigh.
A long exhalation.
It's great to sleep with Song Zhutou. You don't have to worry about thunder outside, you don't have to worry about things under the bed, and you don't have to turn off the lights yourself!
Song Jiamu changed his clothes, stretched himself out, and turned off the headlights. Only the dim and ambiguous light of the night light was left in the room.
He lay down and squeezed towards Yun Shuqian. Yun Shuqian also squeezed into his arms and stretched out her tender fingers to poke into his mouth.
"...You didn't wash your hands."
"It's so disgusting. You ate it without washing your hands."
"Hey, who put your finger in my mouth?"
"Then what time do you want to sleep?"
Yun Shuqian asked this, but her eyes were looking at the part where their lips and fingers met. Her entire index finger had been sucked into his mouth. A strange feeling kept coming from her fingertips. She subconsciously
She nuzzled closer into Song Jiamu's arms.
"I set the alarm for half past five."
"Don't wake me up."
"Can you wake up?"
"I'm not a pig."
"Oh, baby pig~"
The heart-wrenching sound came, and the girl couldn't bear it. She wriggled like a little maggot and wrapped her legs around his quilt.
Her big eyes were wet, she rested her head on his shoulder, and moved her little head towards his neck, so that her hair fell down along Song Jiamu's chest, feeling a little itchy.
"Song Zhutou, do you really like me..."
"I like it so much that I can eat Miss Yun's unwashed fingers, and I like it so much that I'm not afraid of having my legs broken by Miss Yun's father."
"laugh……"
The girl laughed foolishly and buried her face in the corner of his shoulder and neck.
She raised her chin slightly and sucked his earlobe. Song Jiamu's body tensed instantly.
The pretty girl next to him is none other than Xiao Tongran, whom he grew up with!
The earlobe was wrapped in a soft and moist feeling, and her voice mixed with hot and humid air blew into the ear:
"Then, you can only like me, otherwise you will be the most annoying person in the world, you know..."
"knew……"
Song Jiamu made a sound of being bullied. He closed his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled.
She took her fingers out of his mouth, pressed his hand, leaned over and pressed her lips against it...
Song Jiamu felt a little melancholy, not knowing whether he would be able to get up at half past five.