From the moment her mother came back to now, Yun Shuqian finally spoke her first words to Song Jiamu.
She was still chewing cherries in her mouth, and her voice was unclear as she spoke, but the sweet and sour taste stimulated her taste buds, making her much more alert than before.
"It's okay for you to say it. Didn't you say that your mother didn't come back to bring you food and asked me to bring you food? Why did your aunt come back unexpectedly?"
Thinking back to just now, Song Jiamu was still a little frightened, but luckily he didn't throw her down on the sofa and hold her down for a kiss, otherwise she would have been hung up and beaten.
He sat on the floor with his knees bent, his back leaning against the door, his hands weakly resting on his knees, his heart still beating wildly.
After all, this was his home, and the person who was bumped into was her mother, so how could he not be frightened half to death.
"Well, if you don't play tricks on me, it won't matter even if my mother comes back and sees me... Don't talk! Just hold my leg and put it on your lap!"
The ostrich girl's voice was so loud. Why didn't she look so confident just now?
Song Jiamu hesitated to speak, stopped speaking but hesitated, and said speechlessly: "Anyway, I will never do strange things with you in your house again."
"I should be the one to say this, huh."
"...You leave two for me, and Auntie will take them out for me to eat!"
Seeing Yun Shuqian stuffing cherries into her mouth as if she didn't want any money, Song Jiamu quickly came over to grab the food.
The two of them sat on the sofa, eating cherries, each calming down, and neither of them spoke for a while.
After eating the sweet and sour cherries, this porridge became even more tasteless. Yun Shuqian stopped eating after two bites.
As time passed, each other's reserved shoulders touched each other again without shame.
Song Jiamu picked up the porridge she had not finished drinking, scraped a layer from the surface with a spoon, and handed it to her mouth. Yun Shuqian opened her mouth and ate it in one gulp. Now she felt that it tasted much better.
"Song Jiamu."
"Hmm? Eat quickly, wait and see how long you want to eat this bowl of porridge."
"I'm eating. What I want to say is, did my mother see it just now?"
"what did you see?"
"Just, you held my leg and put it on your lap, holding it down to prevent me from taking it away, and then you fed me porridge."
"...I hold a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, and I use my tail to press your legs?...Hey, don't hit, don't hit, the porridge is going to spill."
"Then, did my mother see it?"
"How do I know? You won't ask her yourself."
"Your direction is towards the gate. You must have seen it. Why should I ask her if you are a pig?"
Yun Shuqian stretched out a finger and blocked one of his pig nostrils, so that like her, he could not breathe through one nostril.
Song Jiamu took her little hand away, and she wiped her tender fingers on his clothes. If he wanted to eat her fingers later, she would give him this finger.
"I feel it..." Song Jiamu frowned and recalled all the details of Xu Ying's movements and eyes when she opened the door and came in.
"How do you feel?" Yun Shuqian looked at him and opened her small mouth. He thought about it. He didn't know where the spoon was delivered, so she had to adjust the position of her mouth to eat the spoon.
"I feel like Auntie must have seen it. You just put your leg on my leg..."
"Watch your words."
"She must have seen me holding your leg and putting it on mine. Even if she didn't see it, she must have seen your move of taking your leg away."
After hearing what he said, the remaining luck in her heart disappeared. The girl whined like a pitiful puppy, angrily picked up a pillow on the sofa and patted him, and even raised her cute little feet to step on him.
"Then since my mother saw it, she, why didn't she say anything?"
"...Yun Shuqian, I think you should ask your mother these questions."
"Well, do you think her reaction is normal?"
"Normal...but not normal."
Song Jiamu was also a little confused. His aunt's behavior was normal at any other time when she was home, but it was not normal at noon today. Maybe it was also normal? After all, he had never been a parent, so he didn't know that he had bumped into him.
How would my daughter react when she gets intimate with a boy?
But think about it carefully, if he married Yun Shuqian in the future and gave birth to a lovely daughter, if he saw his daughter being treated like this by a boy, he would definitely break that boy's legs.
"Then do you think my mother is angry?" Yun Shuqian asked again, she seemed thoughtful.
"No."
Song Jiamu wasn't sure whether his judgment was accurate, so he asked Yun Shuqian, "Do you think your mother is angry?"
Yun Shuqian shook his head and said, "No, I understand."
"What do you know?" Song Jiamu was curious and fed her another mouthful of porridge.
The girl's eyes lit up, and a flash of wisdom seemed to appear on her head. She opened her small mouth and ate the porridge on the spoon, and said: "It's very simple. This means that in my mother's opinion, what we just did should be
It was a normal thing, so she didn't look surprised."
Song Jiamu: "..."
This is so normal!
"Really! When I was eating at your house before, I put chicken skins in your bowl and gave it to you to eat. My uncle and aunt were not surprised. It means this is a normal thing."
"This only means that they already know that we are hooking up, right?"
"But my mother never asked me. Have my uncles and aunts asked you?"
"No……"
Yun Shuqian's eyes suddenly became eager. She gently and quietly nudged Song Jiamu and said to him, "How about we give it a try and find out."
"How to try?"
Song Jiamu looked at her with suspicion. She knew how to cause trouble. When the incident was exposed, she started to act like an ostrich again. He knew her down to every curl of her hair.
"Didn't my mother ask you to come to dinner tonight? Then I would be watching TV on the sofa, and then you suddenly rushed over, held my hand and kissed me to see how they would react. You shouldn't turn a blind eye now.
Bar?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "...Yun Shuqian, do you want me to die?"
"I, I'm just curious what will happen if my parents know about us. It's okay, just give it a try."
"You'll die if you try it! Why don't we switch sides? I'm sitting on the sofa watching TV, and you suddenly rush over, hold my hand and kiss me, and see how they react."
"I do not want."
The reserved girl felt dizzy just thinking about it, and she rushed over to him and kissed him in front of her parents. Who could do such a thing?
After being so frightened by Aunt Xu just now, Song Jiamu became more serious now.
After lunch was finished, he quickly put away the garbage, took her cup and made her cold medicine, and also took out the medicine she took for lunch.
Yun Shuqian was still sitting on the sofa thinking about it. In short, she and Song Jiamu were involved in something like this. Let her talk to the two elders. The reserved girl couldn't lose her face. Now she guessed that the elders
He probably sensed something. Instead of blowing himself up and getting uncertain results, it would be better to find a way to let the elders talk to the matchmaker themselves.
Why is my mother so ignorant? If she had talked to her aunt and then brought her and Song Jiamu together, the reserved girl would have reluctantly agreed. This would make her unable to get up or down now.
The two families are so familiar with each other and have been accustomed to the way they have been getting along for a long time. When their identities suddenly change, no one has the nerve to poke through this layer of paper first, and they are all secretly waiting for the other party to say it first.
"President Yunda, take medicine."
Song Jiamu sat down next to her with the medicine and opened his palms.
Yun Shuqian obediently rolled the pills two by two into his mouth and drank them together with the granules.
She had finished taking the medicine and it was already half past one. Song Jiamu felt that her home was in danger, so she had better run away quickly.
"Where are you going?" Yun Shuqian immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Go home and squint for a while. When you wake up, you can code and memorize words. You can take some medicine and sleep for a while." Song Jiamu touched her forehead and found that her body temperature was normal.
"You, won't you sleep with me?"
"...Wait a minute, your dad will come back to kill you again!"
"No, it won't happen this time. They won't come back during working hours. We just take a nap, and there's nothing..."
"I don't want to, I can't betray my aunt's trust anymore!"
"...You can choose a pair."
"What?"
Yun Shuqian gave him the box of socks behind her.
"Choose a pair, I'll wear them and give them to you."
Song Jiamu was stunned, thinking that it would be fine in normal times, but Aunt Xu had just left at this time! Does anyone still want to live?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At that moment, it was as if wildness had defeated reason.
He snatched the box from her hand, took out a pair of small white socks, and said, "Go to sleep!"
Yun Shuqian: "..."
Sure enough, I still think highly of him.
"Then take these pairs and I'll help you put them on."
Song Jiamu squatted down and was about to put on her socks. Yun Shuqian blushed and twitched her feet: "I want to wash my feet!"
"I'll help you wash it."
Song Jiamu diligently brought the socks into her room. Yun Shuqian was washing her feet in the bathroom, so he put down the socks and hurried over.
"You also need to wash your feet. You can't go to bed without washing your feet. They're very dirty."
"Wash, wash, wash."
She took the showerhead and sprayed water on Song Jiamu's big feet, and he rubbed his left and right feet alternately.
Then he held the shower head and sprayed water on her white and tender little feet. She didn't want him to rub them, so she rubbed her left and right feet alternately.
After closing the door and locking it, Yun Shuqian sat on the edge of the bed, stretching out her feet to shake off the moisture. Song Jiamu took the towel he had left at her house, sat down next to her, and put her legs on his.
Go on, wrap her feet with a towel and dry them carefully.
Such cute white and tender little feet, just held in his big hands, the little girl's feet smelled of milk, and the tender toes were like delicious toffee, and the fingernails
The feet are also shiny in color, and the soles of the feet are so soft that there is no trace of calluses.
Occasionally, he would sneak his palms under the towel with evil intentions, and hold her feet with their skin touching each other, making the warm and lovely feeling even more obvious.
Yun Shuqian stared at him with big eyes, her pretty face was slightly red, and her feet felt a little itchy when he held them, so she kicked them uncomfortably.
After wiping her feet, Song Jiamu simply washed the towel and hung it back in the bathroom of her room. As for his own feet, he didn't use his own towel to wipe them, so he just wiped them with two paper towels.
Yun Shuqian sat on the bed, and Song Jiamu picked out a pair of small white socks, hugged her legs over, and carefully put the socks on for her.
The edge of the socks wrapped around the delicate skin of the girl's ankles, and the new socks were full of elasticity, which made her skin slightly sunken. The touch of white in between was simply heart-warming.
Damn it, I really want a kiss. Do I, Song Jiamu, really have strange hobbies?
I also remembered Mr. Lu Xun's famous saying about legs. When I saw short sleeves, I immediately thought of white arms, and immediately... Human imagination can only make such a leap at this level. This seems to be not Song Jiamu's fault.
Because Yun Shuqian had a cold and the air conditioner was only turned on to 26 degrees, she covered herself with a quilt. Song Jiamu also wanted to get under her quilt, but she refused, so Song Jiamu had no choice but to use a blanket to cover her up.
The afternoon sunlight slants in through the gaps in the curtains, and there are fairy-like dust particles floating in the path of the light. This is called the Tyndall effect.
"Turn around, turn around..."
After not sleeping with him for a few days, Yun Shuqian seemed very happy and pushed his shoulder with her little hand.
Song Jiamu lay on his side and turned around, and then he felt the girl's soft body coming from behind him. Her arms wrapped around his armpits to his chest, hugging him tightly, and her face was raised like a cat.
She rubbed her back, found a comfortable angle, and lay down comfortably.
Song Jiamu's arm was close to her skin, and his big hand gently played with her tender little hand. Her slender fingers held it like a handful of onion tubes. He raised her hand high, and she poked it with her index finger sensibly.
Put it in his mouth and let him suck it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Think of a solution quickly..." Her cat-like lazy voice sounded behind him.
"What?" Song Jiamu concentrated on sucking his fingers. Could it be that his slightly bowed body was exposed again? But what could he do about this kind of thing? She was not willing to help like in "Norwegian Wood", and she obviously had no shortage of it.
Reading this book, don’t you know that what you read on paper is ultimately shallow, and you know the truth of how to do it in detail?
"I'm talking about my father, mother, uncles and aunts!"
"What happened to them?"
"..."
Yun Shuqian stopped letting him eat her fingers and pulled them out of his mouth. Song Jiamu immediately felt that his head was much clearer.
"You mean, find a way for them to bring us together? Let them speak for themselves?"
"That's right, otherwise you have to go tell them. It's so embarrassing. You, just think of a way. Let your uncles and aunts tell my parents and let me be nice to you, and then my parents will come back to me.
Say, I can follow you, otherwise it will be like stealing all day long..."
"Who told you not to be my girlfriend? Then you are stealing... Hey, don't fight, don't fight."
Yun Shuqian nudged him with her knee angrily.
Song Jiamu frowned. This matter is indeed difficult. It would be best if the elders can take the initiative to say it, and it is undoubtedly safer than saying it themselves.
"Miss Yun wants the elders to mediate first?"
"Miss Kaguya, I'm serious!"
Song Jiamu gently pulled her arm away, turned her body around, and Yun Shuqian crawled into his arms.
He raised his head and spoke softly in her ear.
As one of the thinnest parts of a girl's body, the ears are not supported by a hard skeleton or wrapped in thick fat, but the nerve network connects nerve endings throughout the body.
Whenever Song Jiamu leaned so close to whisper in her ear, the hot air would blow in, and the numbing stimulation would spread to her neck, and then spread to the girl's body. It can be said that this is one of Yun Shuqian's skills.
One.
"Then it seems there is only one possible way."
"What, what can I do?"
Yun Shuqian felt that her ears were itchy and hot, and she couldn't help but rub them into his arms again.
"Be pregnant out of wedlock! Wait until you are pregnant with my baby..."
"...Go to hell! Who wants to get pregnant without marriage?!"
Yun Shuqian twisted away from his arms and pinched him angrily.
I thought he would give some constructive suggestions, but all he said was nothing!
"Do you know how good I am in bed?" Song Jiamu's voice turned evil.
"...What do you mean? I am a patient." Yun Shuqian tightened her grip on the quilt and stared at him warily.
"I can lie down for a day without eating or drinking!"