Too lazy to go inside and change her shoes, Song Jiamu was waiting at her door.
After waiting for a long time, he was stunned when he saw Yun Shuqian appear in front of him with Uncle Yun.
Today I am a girl who specializes in fishing.
Yun Shuqian wore sports shorts, revealing a pair of white and slender thighs. On her feet, she wore a pair of old white shoes. The socks wrapped around her ankles, and the skin between them was smooth and moving.
The upper body is a loose-fitting white round-neck T-shirt, which exposes the girl's delicate collarbone. She also wears a beige cap on her head. Her hair falls down from the side of the hat. Today she also changed into a half-tied braid.
As for her hairstyle, she was holding a fishing rod in her hand, and her big eyes were full of excitement.
As long as Yun Shuqian dresses up a little and changes his image, Song Jiamu's eyes will always shine.
He remembered a TV drama, "Sea Wall Diary After School", which tells the story of a group of cute girls fishing in their daily life.
I feel that if Yun Shuqian were to put on a JK uniform to go fishing, there would be no sense of disobedience at all.
"Where are you going?" Song Jiamu asked her.
"Fishing!" Yun Shuqian looked at him like an idiot. Could it be that she was going for an outing?
Sure enough, for fishermen, it is not even necessary to look at skills to distinguish between veterans and novices, just skin color is enough.
For Song Chi and Yun Lin, the backs of their necks and arms are obviously darker than other areas. They are experts. Whether they can catch fish or not is another matter, but at least they have fished a lot.
According to Song Jiamu, his skin color is a uniform and healthy wheat color due to daily exercise, without any obvious differences in levels. This kind of person is a potential novice. At least his physique is here. It is said that one pound of fish is ten pounds.
If you catch a giant fish weighing tens of kilograms, ordinary people really don’t have the strength to fish, and they will have to walk half to death while walking the fish.
Look at Miss Yun again. Her skin is so white and tender that it feels like you can pinch water. She is a rookie among rookies. Compared with fishing, I guess the eggplants and melons in the vegetable field next door and the dragonflies on the dead branches protruding from the water are more attractive.
Their interests and the purpose of fishing are not simple. They are either doing it for fun or fishing for a certain man.
"Jiamu, you and Qianqian can use the same pole later. This is the only one left at home." Yunlin didn't expect that his daughter would be so interested in fishing. Sure enough, it was because his father's fishing skills were good.
Jiamu wants to learn, maybe even his own daughter wants to learn two moves.
When they were young, they also liked to go fishing with their elders. At that time, Yun Lin and Song Chi folded a branch for them and tied a fishing line and fishhook for them to play with.
"Okay." Song Jiamu smiled.
Yun Shuqian didn't speak, but there was some intriguing joy in her eyes and mouth. She held the newbie pole preciously. She was more willing to use the same pole with Song Jiamu than to use one pole each other.
"Let's go then. Can you handle so many things? Give me the box."
"It's okay, uncle, I'm very strong."
Yun Lin nodded with satisfaction and walked in front with Song Chi. The fish boy Song Jiamu followed behind them carrying miscellaneous things.
Yun Shuqian followed at the back, hiding behind Song Jiamu. Seeing that her father and uncle weren't paying attention, she took the fishing rod and spanked Song Jiamu's ass as she walked. Not to mention, it felt harder than a badminton racket.
too much!
Occasionally Song Jiamu would look back and glare at her, but she was even more fierce than him and she didn't dare to show weakness and stared back at him.
Song Jiamu dared not speak out in anger, but turned his head obediently, while she continued to hum quietly, and spanked him with a fishing rod as she walked.
When we came to the car, one car was enough for four people, so we chose the car from Yunlin nearby.
When they stopped, Yun Shuqian stood obediently and stopped patting Song Jiamu's butt.
The trunk was opened, and Song Jia numbly put the things in and arranged them.
"Here, give me the pole."
Yun Shuqian gave him the pole, and then the bad guy calmly touched her hand while taking the pole.
She immediately looked at her father and Uncle Song who had opened the car door to relax. Seeing that they didn't pay attention, she calmly pinched Song Jiamu's butt where he was bending over to put something.
After closing the trunk door, the two of them seemed to be fine again.
"Uncle, shall I drive?" Song Jiamu was eager to give it a try.
After all, after getting his driver's license last year, he didn't drive much. Since the last time he drove back to his hometown, he hadn't touched a car, and his hands were itchy for a while.
"The roads leading to the river are all small. Don't hit your Uncle Yun's car," Song Chi said.
"It's okay, let's open Jiamu."
When he heard that Song Jiamu was driving, Yun Shuqian, who had been preparing to sit in the back seat, immediately ran to the passenger seat calmly and sat down. He fastened his seat belt very quickly. The three grown men were still there.
Outside the car, she was already sitting in the car.
Song Jiamu sat in the driver's seat, and the two elders naturally sat in the back seat.
After starting the car and fastening his seat belt, Song Jiamu looked at Yun Shuqian, who was sitting in the passenger seat. It was the first time for the two of them to sit in a car together in this way, and they both felt strange.
The girl's white and slender legs were stretched out in the passenger seat, attracting attention. It would be great if he could put his hand on her legs while driving.
The seat belt is stretched diagonally across the chest. There is not much scenery to see here. It can only be stretched out in a slight arc, but the shape is still cute.
Compared with his father's car, the interior of Uncle Yun's Mercedes-Benz is much better-looking. Song Jiamu studied the center console. It was also his first time to drive Uncle Yun's car.
Yun Lin leaned over from behind and told him: "If you push the gear up, it's reverse gear, and down it's D... There's no difference except for the gear."
"Oh oh."
Song Jiamu played with the car with great interest, and Yun Shuqian also looked at him curiously.
When they first learned to drive, the two of them practiced driving together, but the co-pilot position was the instructor, and Song Jiamu was quite talented in driving.
When it started, the car suddenly jumped forward, and the other three people in the car swayed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Song Jiamu apologized: "It's okay, it's okay, I haven't driven it for too long, and I stepped on the accelerator too hard."
Yun Shuqian seemed quite relieved. Song Chi and Yun Lin, who were sitting in the back row, couldn't help but hold the door armrest.
"Drive slowly, don't be in a hurry."
"Uncle, don't worry."
"Dad, I'll drive it when I get back!" Yun Shuqian turned around and said.
"..."
Yunlin hesitated to speak, but continued to concentrate on helping Song Jiamu look at the road. The two elders were sitting in the back row, but they all leaned towards the middle, not daring to relax their eyes, staring ahead, for fear of Song Jiamu.
Have fun.
After leaving the community and getting onto the road, Song Jiamu gradually regained his control, and the car drove smoothly. The two elders in the back also felt relieved, and the chatter continued.
Yun Shuqian opened the locker, took out a small jar, and poured two mint candies.
"Song Jiamu, do you want some candy?"
"OK."
Song Jiamu looked at the road and stretched out his right hand. Yun Shuqian put a candy in his palm.
She also took one herself, her pretty body slid on the seat, and she found a more comfortable position to sit in, her white shoes swaying gently.
The scenery on the road wasn't that good either. After all, she was still in the city. She couldn't get in the middle of the conversation between the two old fathers behind her. She wanted to talk to Song Jiamu, but was embarrassed.
Yun Shuqian would tilt her head to look at him from time to time. Song Jiamu's profile was particularly handsome, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a slightly raised Adam's apple on his neck. His palms and fingers holding the steering wheel, when he encountered corners,
The way he turned the steering wheel was also very handsome.
Occasionally when the road conditions are good, Song Jiamu will look at her.
The two of them looked at each other, and Yun Shuqian blinked his big eyes twice. He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and turned back to continue looking at the road.
Yun Shuqian stretched out her tender fingers and clicked on the screen a few times, and the sound of Berlin sounded. The sound quality was indeed great.
It’s just that she doesn’t like the songs, they are all songs her dad listens to.
She was tired of listening to her own songs, so she reached out and took the cell phone that Song Jiamu had put aside. Using the cover of the chair, she skillfully unlocked the screen lock of his cell phone.
The wallpaper was a photo of him and her. Obviously she also had this photo, but she just felt that the picture she saw on his phone was of better quality and more emotional than the one she saw on her phone.
Connect his phone to Bluetooth and play his playlist. Obviously, she also has many songs in his playlist on her phone. Even some songs that she was not interested in listening to now sound more interesting, and even feel like it.
Nice to hear.
Yun Shuqian played the song and secretly glanced at Song Jiamu's reaction. He didn't seem to mind at all that she hadn't given it back to him after holding his phone for so long.
So the girl became bolder. After all, mobile phones are the most secretive thing among modern people.
She didn't hide, and looked through the desktop of his mobile phone with a natural look, but she didn't find any strange apps like Cucumber.
Song Jiamu deleted it a long time ago! In order to maintain self-discipline, he never puts tissues on the bedside. Of course, he can't keep this kind of strange app. The bookmarks saved in the browser have also been cleaned up, and the short videos in the private folder have been cleaned up.
He also cleared everything, even the chat history with Zhang Sheng, he also cleared it two days ago.
The first step to ensure self-discipline is to stay away from these things. Song Jiamu feels that he is really amazing. Even when he occasionally releases stress, he always thinks about Yun Shuqian.
Please tell him loudly, what is this if not love?!
Of course, he didn't dare to tell her this, otherwise she would be so moved that she would beat him up.
Yun Shuqian opened his photo album, and she glanced at him tentatively. Song Jiamu looked calm.
Apart from some messy screenshots, there are not many photos in the album. Occasionally, there are a few beautiful selfies. Just like her, there is a special folder to store his and her photos.
The photos were from when she was a child. Some of them were even missing. She looked at them attentively. There were more than a dozen photos he had taken a month ago. They were the things she had given him when he was a child, including a jar of origami stars and origami cranes.
, birthday cards, Christmas cards, oh, and the pages of his primary school diary, and the dandelions sandwiched in the diary.
Sure enough, he still keeps them all...
After reading the photo album, Yun Shuqian clicked on his WeChat account again. She glanced at him secretly, and Song Jiamu also glanced over, but he looked unconcerned.
Seeing how frank he was, Yun Shuqian was no longer polite to him.
His eyes immediately fell on the pinned contact at the top of the list - Yun Zhu Po.
It's her, top of mind, Yun Shuqian was very happy, and her white shoes started to sway gently again.
Click on his own chat window and look at the chat history between the two from his perspective. It's quite interesting. The main thing is the messages she sent last night. I thought it was nothing at the time, but now I see that sentence from his phone.
"My father and mother are asleep, do you want to secretly come to my room to sleep?", the reserved girl couldn't hold herself any longer.
【Song Zhutou~Song Zhutou? Come over here.】
【Then do you want to come over and touch your legs?】
The originally comfortable seat suddenly made her restless. The air conditioner seemed to be broken, and her pretty face felt hot.
She long pressed the message and quickly deleted all the strange texts and voices she had sent her, not allowing him to keep them.
Then he took his mobile phone and sent himself a message: [I, Song Jiamu, am a pig, a stupid and ugly pig, hehehehe~~]
Yun Shuqian took out his mobile phone again and replied: [It’s good to know!]
Satisfied, she took a screenshot of that sentence and stored it in her emoticon package. She would send him this emoticon from time to time to make him angry.
The girl was playing with two WeChat messages by herself, and the boring journey became more interesting. Her white shoes started to shake gently again, with a naughty smile on her lips, imagining Song Jiamu's helpless look, she
You will feel very happy.
While I was having fun, a message from Zhang Sheng popped up at the top of the screen. The small preview box indicated that it was a short video.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yun Shuqian clicked on it, and the chat jumped to Zhang Sheng's chat box.
The cover of the video is dark and I don’t know what it is about.
She clicked it like a curious kitten.
The blood-soaking scene appeared on the mobile phone screen. Judging from the location of the male and female protagonists in the video, they were probably in a public bathroom, because the video was shot in front of a mirror, and thanks to it being here
, the entire video is muted.
But even so, after clicking on the video on the mobile phone connected to Bluetooth, the music playing in the car stopped immediately, and a vague sound came from the Berlin Sound, vaguely like palms slapping the water.
The girl's confused eyes began to widen, and her little face turned red.
She moved very quickly. Within a second of realizing something was wrong with the video, she immediately turned off the phone screen.
The music sounded again.
Song Jiamu, who was concentrating on driving, only felt that the music stopped and then started again, but he did not hear the sound of the palms slapping the water. The two elders in the back seat were chatting and did not notice too many strange things.
Yun Shuqian lowered her head, pretending to be looking for something - she just wanted to find a brick to beat Song Jiamu and Zhang Sheng to death together. What the hell is this?! She's not afraid of viruses.
?!
She calmly turned sideways, turning her face towards the window, and then continued to take out Song Jiamu's cell phone.
Song Zhutou! I’m telling you you’re done! You’re dead!
Song Jiamu was driving the car, and there were two elders in the back seat. The girl was so embarrassed that she could only hold it in for now.
She turned on her phone, avoided Song Jiamu and the others, exited the video first, and then held down her finger to prepare to delete the message.
But after hesitating for a while, her tender fingers clicked on the forward button again.
Yun Shuqian's heart was pounding. She forwarded the video to her WeChat through Song Jiamu's WeChat, then deleted Song Jiamu's local chat history, and finally re-marked Zhang Sheng's message as unread, pretending
Act like you haven’t clicked on it.
When she felt calm, she put Song Jiamu's cell phone back on the armrest box.
Song Jiamu glanced at her slightly strangely and saw her face was red.
Yun Shuqian didn't explain, but he just turned the temperature of the air conditioner to 18 degrees.
With the cold wind blowing, the girl took out her earphones, avoided Song Jiamu, and clicked on the video that had just been forwarded.
I'll deal with him later. This video is so strange. She didn't see it clearly just now.