Chapter 198 The air conditioner should be turned on 18 degrees
Because mint ointment was applied to the tip of her nose, when Song Jiamu leaned over and kissed the girl's face, she smelled of mint.
Peppermint cream has the effect of relieving itchiness and refreshing the mind. When he was young and ignorant, he once applied peppermint cream to the cat's tail, but it stung so much that it made him cry. He rinsed it with water for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be washed away.
, the energy became even more powerful, and the feeling is still fresh in my memory.
"It stinks like hell, go wash it off quickly..."
Yun Shu blushed slightly and pushed him. Being kissed by him was originally a very ambiguous and charming thing, but the smell of mint ointment on the tip of his nose drifted into her breath, keeping her mind awake. Being kissed like this
When he kissed me, I felt ashamed and a little out of sorts.
"It's not all your fault just now...I'm going to wash up."
Song Jiamu went to the bathroom and carefully washed away the mint smell on the tip of his nose. He also used a little facial cleanser so that it smelled good.
Yun Shuqian was sitting by the bed playing with her mobile phone. When she saw him drying his face and coming out, she put down her mobile phone and lay back on the bed with a giggle, pulling the quilt to cover her body under her flat belly.
Song Jiamu sat down next to her, the bed made a slight sound, and he continued to lean down, intending to kiss her face.
"You, you press my hand..." Yun Shuqian said.
"Is that so?" Song Jiamu held her little hand.
"You have to lift it up and press it..."
"...Yun Shuqian, you are so strange."
"Say it again!"
Before she could react, Song Jiamu took her small hands, raised them above her head, and pressed them on the quilt.
Yun Shuqian moved, but found that she couldn't move anymore, and her heart beat faster immediately. Then his face quickly came closer and he kissed her on the cheek.
The girl's soft body tensed up and she closed her eyes tightly until the soft little earlobe was sucked by him. She trembled like an electric shock, and her stretched legs unconsciously bent up.
While her hands were pressed by him, she also clasped his hands tightly, but the feeling was too unbearable, and she couldn't help but feel shy.
Until her pretty face turned red, she held her ears and shoulders tightly, raised her knees to push against him, and refused to let him kiss him again.
"Go, go away..."
"...Is this the end of the kiss?"
"Kiss my ear!"
Yun Shuqian slipped her hand from his, sat up from the bed in embarrassment, and pushed him to prevent him from getting closer.
"But the left ear hasn't been kissed yet." Song Jiamu reminded.
It was okay if he didn't remind him, but when he did, Yun Shuqian felt uncomfortable all over.
I had no choice but to sit obediently, holding the pillow in my arms and turning my left face in his direction.
Song Jiamu wisely moved his face towards her again, sucking on her left earlobe like she was tasting sweet candy.
Yun Shuqian's face was already red and hot.
What a shame! What game are the two of you playing? Mom is still outside the door!
Her heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat. As soon as Song Jiamu finished kissing him, she lifted up the quilt and hid inside, stretching out one leg from the side of the quilt to kick him.
"You're going back soon!"
"I thought you wanted me to sleep in your room secretly tonight."
"If you're not afraid of death, just come."
Song Jiamu didn't dare to come. Last night was so thrilling, not to mention that tomorrow was a working day. This accident could lead to big trouble.
"I'm leaving."
Song Jiamu gently peeled off the edge of her quilt, revealing the girl's crimson cheeks. He kissed her forehead, and then took the initiative to place his mouth on top of her mouth, with their noses touching.
Each other's eyes were close enough to see each other's pupils clearly, and they were breathing each other's breath. They looked at each other like this for a long time, and Yun Shuqian gently raised her chin and put her lips together.
"Good night." Song Jiamu said, then climbed out of bed, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his phone for a while, opened the Writer Assistant backend, and checked the comments.
"...You still won't leave?"
"I'll sit for a while and enjoy the cool air."
"...Flow, gangster!"
Yun Shuqian stretched out her legs from the quilt and kicked him again. She didn't know that as long as this guy was still sitting when it was time to get up, it must be like that again.
Is her charm that great?
Although I was a little embarrassed, my heart was filled with some kind of indescribable little pride.
Song Jiamu was still sitting beside her bed, and she was lying on the quilt, looking at him sideways, with the quilt pulled up to cover half of her small face, and her big eyes blinking.
She thought that after her parents came back, she and he would be more restrained, but unexpectedly, they went too far.
Although a slap could not make a difference, Yun Shuqian felt that Song Jiamu must be more responsible. She was the one who asked him to come to her room first, but he was the one who took action!
It feels much more extreme than when I was a child, after all, when I was a child, I didn’t have much concept of male and female.
When she thought that she might have to do the things in the video with him in the future, the reserved girl couldn't hold back. She really wanted to find a time machine, go back many years ago, and tell her naive self that just kissing would not give birth to a child.
Yes! Wake up soon!
The two of them have experienced everything in childhood together, and now they have to experience everything in adulthood together. This feeling is not shared by everyone.
In front of her parents, she plays the role of an innocent friend who is gradually getting closer to her. If they find out that her relationship and behavior with him are not that pure, from all aspects, it will be enough to make the reserved girl die of shame.
Well, Yun Chongchong admitted that she and the gangster Song Zhutou were exactly the same, and indeed they grew up together.
The "half a catty" here refers to the firm will of both parties. If it refers to gangsters, Yun Shuqian feels that Song Jiamu must be the more perverted.
She has watched the three videos Caiyi sent. Compared with the video Zhang Sheng sent to Song Jiamu, the video Caiyi sent is more in line with the taste of girls. She already knows that boys really eat everything.
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Fortunately, Song Zhutou has the same strong willpower as her, otherwise she would definitely bite off many places on his body.
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When Song Jiamu said this for the third time, he finally stood up naturally.
Holding his computer, he straightened his clothes and looked back at Yun Shuqian who was hiding in the bed.
Yun Shuqian avoided his gaze with some guilt. The girl's mind was really complicated. For just a short while, she didn't know what outer space she was thinking about.
Song Jiamu left her room.
Yun Shuqian opened the quilt again and ran down, barefoot, putting his ear to the door, eavesdropping on what was going on outside -
"Auntie, I'm going back."
"Okay, Jiamu can ask Qianqian to do homework more often. We get off work late at night, and Qianqian is timid. If you come and sit at home, she won't be that bored."
Dear Mom! There is no need to specially invite him to do homework! If he stays at home all night, he won’t have to write a word of homework!
"Yeah, it will be more efficient if we do our homework together."
I bother!
"Nian Nian is so good."
"Nian Nian, will you go back tonight?"
"Meow."
"It understands!"
"Then Auntie, Nian Nian and I are going back first, and you should rest early."
"Okay, you have to go to class tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."
The voices faded away, and then the sound of the door closing was heard.
Then the footsteps approached, and Yun Shuqian hurriedly ran away from the door, sat down at the desk, and pretended to type on the computer.
The door knocked twice and then opened.
"Qianqian, what do you want to have for breakfast tomorrow? Mom will get up early to make it."
"It's okay, Mom, you can go to sleep. I, I asked Song Jiamu to bring me breakfast. He brings it for me every day..."
"You are so thoughtful, okay then. Mom will go to bed first. You should go to bed early too. Don't spend too much time in front of the computer at night."
"Yeah, I know."
Xu Ying naturally looked around the room. The bed was neatly made and there was no strange smell in the air.
Sure enough, it was Jiamu who had to be the one to make him feel at ease. If another boy were to stay alone in the same room with her little cabbage, the old mother would be very worried.
After closing the door for her, Xu Ying yawned and went back to her room to sleep.
Yun Shuqian breathed a long sigh of relief, turned off the computer, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When she came out, she quietly turned the doorknob and looked outside through the crack in the door.
The lights in the living room were turned off, and the door to my parents' room was also closed.
She gently closed the door again and locked it.
In the past, when her parents were at home, she would never lock the door. I don't know when it started, but locking the door gradually became a habit.
Originally, she had the slightest idea to seduce Song Jiamu to come over to accompany her, but working days are really dangerous. If Song Jiamu sneaks into her house after twelve o'clock every day, and then gets up and sneaks back after five o'clock, she will be afraid of him.
The body is broken.
So tentatively we plan to do it once a week, maybe twice depending on the situation?
In short, when my parents go on a business trip in early June, they can do it many, many times...
He couldn't help but Song Jiamu refused. After all, she was the president, and he didn't want to lose his job as vice president, right?
It’s not like other people’s babies would sleep together like this every day.
Song Jiamu was away, so there was no need to adjust the air conditioning temperature in the room so low. She picked up the remote control and adjusted the temperature from 18 degrees back to 25 degrees.
He opened the cabinet again, took out Song Jiamu's quilt, and gathered it together to look like him.
The girl got into bed, turned off the light, covered herself with her own quilt, then hugged his quilt and took the mobile phone beside her.
Now when she wasn't sleeping with him, she didn't video chat with him anymore, because every time she video chatted, she wanted to sleep with him more and more, which made her even more unable to sleep.
She held his quilt between her legs and rubbed it gently, feeling very comfortable.
I opened the shopping app and placed an order for a box of five pairs of socks.
After buying it, she threw the phone aside, closed her eyes and went to sleep with the quilt under her arms.
I lay tossing and turning for five minutes, ten minutes, and twenty minutes.
She can't sleep!
So she picked up her phone again and clicked on the video Caiyi sent her.
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Yun Shuqian put down her phone and turned the air conditioner to 18 degrees.