Song Jiamu came out of his father's room satisfied.
Father Song sat blankly on the bed, doubting life for a moment.
Taking the gift his mother gave him, Song Jiamu returned to the room and opened it curiously.
Fortunately, the gift was not chewing gum, but a pilot series watch.
Every little boy has a dream of flying. His parents had no money to send him a plane, so they gave him this watch. It is exquisitely made, has a blue dial, is decorated with radioactive stripes, and is equipped with a sapphire crystal mirror.
Brown calfskin strap.
Growing up, this is the most expensive gift Song Jiamu has ever received, it’s thirty to forty thousand yuan!!
Although his family was well off, his parents never gave him anything very valuable. The clothes and shoes they usually bought were ordinary. The pocket money they gave him in middle school and high school was just enough. It was time-consuming for him to ask for information.
They would carefully ask what the expenses were, so that Song Jiamu felt that his family was very poor for a long time. After graduating from the college entrance examination, he even found a summer job for a month. After earning some royalties last year, he never worked again.
He asked his family for money, but he didn't expect his parents to give him such an expensive watch for the first time this year.
Of course, the more expensive the gift, the better, but Song Jiamu still felt the affection of his parents. Dare to give him such an expensive watch, and truly treat him as an adult. After all, they also gave him watches when he was a child.
It's the kind of children's watch that fluoresces when hidden under the covers.
Song Jiamu put away his watch and did not wear it to school, keeping a low profile.
You can keep a low profile about your appearance, but you can also keep a high profile about other things. Song Jiamu took out the razor given by Yun Shuqian, washed his face and shaved carefully, and thought it was really useful.
After shaving and changing clothes, he specially changed into a pair of casual pants, the kind with a belt, and then tied the belt that Yun Shuqian gave him. He felt that the belt was really comfortable.
Finally, he put on the T-shirt that Yun Shuqian gave him. Half of the accessories on his body were gifts from her.
Song Jiamu gently picked up the backpack that was leaning on the chair. Song Jiamu carried the bag on both shoulders today. He took his mobile phone keys and the egg on the table and went out to find the cabbage next door.
"Mom, I'm going to class."
Yun Shuqian opened the door and turned around to say something to Xu Ying in the room.
Xu Ying walked out, smiled and said to Song Jiamu: "Jiamu, auntie wishes you a happy birthday!"
"Thank you, auntie. I wore the sneakers that auntie and uncle gave me that day. They fit very well and are very powerful!"
"I ordered a cake tonight. I'll come back from get off work early to help cook."
"Yeah! Let's go, auntie."
"Okay, please be safe on the road."
"Bye Mom."
In the past few days since my parents came back, they also knew that Song Jiamu would bring breakfast to Yun Shuqian every day, and then the two of them would take an electric car to class together. Yun Shuqian was a little embarrassed at first, but gradually became very
It’s normal and natural.
Song Jiamu walked in front, and Yun Shuqian followed half a body behind him on his right. The two of them kept a reserved distance of about thirty centimeters and walked toward the elevator corridor together.
He didn't look back, but heard the door close behind him.
Song Jiamu stretched out his big hand to grab her little hand.
Yun Shuqian patted him calmly, without looking back, and whispered: "I want to die, my mother will definitely be lying on the cat's eye to watch!"
"How do you know she was lying on the peephole watching?"
Song Jiamu imagined the calm and virtuous Aunt Xu lying behind the gate and peeking through the peephole, and felt a little inconsistent.
"She's my mother! I know better than you!"
"...Don't judge others by yourself. The one who likes to lie down in the peephole and look at others is you, Miss Yun, right?"
"I don't!"
After walking to the corner of the elevator corridor and confirming that no matter how magical the cat's eyes were, Yun Shuqian gently slipped her little hand into his palm, and her tender fingers skillfully inserted into his.
Holding his hand between her fingers, she waited for the elevator unsteadily.
When the elevator arrived, she pulled him in again.
The two changed positions. She stood facing the elevator door, and Song Jiamu stood behind her, his arms naturally wrapped around her. She grabbed his two big hands and leaned comfortably on his chest.
"correct."
Song Jiamu let go of one hand, dug into his trouser pocket, and took out an egg for her.
"Here, I left one of my birthday eggs for you to eat."
"Can I knock your head on your head?"
Yun Shuqian took the egg, which was still warm. Boiled eggs would make it easier to eat. She usually doesn't like eating them, but this is Song Jiamu's birthday egg, so she will definitely eat it.
"Knock it on."
Song Jiamu lowered his head, and Yun Shuqian chuckled. He held the egg in his little hand and knocked it on his forehead, easily cracking the eggshell open.
"I didn't bring a bag, and soon the eggshells fell everywhere..."
"I'll help you carry it with my clothes."
With that said, Song Jiamu lifted up the hem of his T-shirt, 'inadvertently' revealing the belt tied around his waist.
He usually didn't wear a belt. Yun Shuqian immediately noticed the belt she gave him, and she reached out and touched it.
Song Jiamu bent over and shrank his hips, looking frightened as he was being teased: "What are you touching?"
Yun Shuqian was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was talking about and stepped on him in shame.
"I can't touch anything there!"
"You reached out."
"I touch the belt!"
"Then touch it."
Song Jiamu was still holding up the hem of his T-shirt, and Yun Shuqian felt how outrageous his actions were when he was holding up the hem of his T-shirt and reaching down to touch his belt.
"Go away, don't touch me anymore."
Yun Shuqian peeled off the egg completely, and the shiny and smooth egg white was not damaged at all.
Li Yuan is really good at boiling eggs. Although anyone can boil eggs, it is difficult to peel eggs cooked by inexperienced people.
She twisted the egg with three fingers and ate it. The tender skin of her fingers had a texture comparable to the texture of the egg white. Her other hand gathered on Song Jiamu's T-shirt and grabbed the peeled eggshell.
In the palm of my hand, I got out of the elevator and threw it into the trash can next to it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Song Jiamu, I can't eat the egg yolk anymore, so I'll give it to you."
"Don't give me food that you take out of your own mouth. Others will see it and think I'm a licker."
"Then you want to lick me?"
"if you can."
"Eat more of my saliva and you will listen to me."
"Yun Shuqian, sooner or later I will lick your skinny bits."
Song Jiamu ate the egg yolk and pushed the electric car out.
Just after eating the eggs, her throat was a little choked. Yun Shuqian opened the kettle and drank some water, then raised the kettle and fed Song Jiamu some water.
She put the kettle on her shoulder and was about to climb into the back seat of the electric car. Seeing that his schoolbag was in the way, she said, "Put your backpack in front of him."
"Didn't you smell it?" Song Jiamu looked at her with a smile.
"What?" Her nose twitched.
"Open your backpack and take a look."
"……what."
Yun Shuqian didn't know what he was hiding in his backpack, so he carefully opened the zipper and suddenly saw a bright rose-red color through the mouth of the backpack.
She was stunned, and her heart beat faster.
The noisy world around her ears seemed to be quiet, and she could only hear the sound of herself pulling the zipper of her backpack.
When she pulled it halfway, the bouquet of roses in the backpack was completely exposed in front of her eyes.
After telling him last night that she wanted to receive a rose today, Yun Shuqian never mentioned it again, but she still looked forward to how he would deliver this rose to her.
She didn't expect him to hide the roses in his schoolbag, nor did she expect him to give such a large bouquet.
The gorgeous roses struck her sight, and the unique fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. This special gift made her feel the sweet feeling of being preferred for the first time like a real woman.
"This is for you, Happy Valentine's Day, my little tameran, Miss Yun."
The experience of receiving roses for the first time in her life was taken away by her little tame Song Zhutou.
"Fancy..."
Yun Shuqian tried hard to make a disdainful expression, but she couldn't control the sweet overflowing joy at the corners of her mouth and crooked eyebrows.
"Getting in the car."
Song Jiamu helped the car, and Yun Shuqian never mentioned putting his schoolbag in front again.
Because she felt that she could still sit even if she was squeezed.
She carefully sat on the back seat of the electric car, for fear of squeezing the roses in her schoolbag. Holding his schoolbag in both hands, she opened the zipper completely.
As the electric car moved forward, the wind blew the fragrance of flowers onto her face, and the sweet mood became even stronger.
"Didn't you say you only bought one? Why did you buy so many?"
Yun Shuqian counted them three times, there were twenty in total, 20, I love you~ Hehe.
"I found it in your mouth last night."
"I have the nerve to say..."
Yun Shuqian felt ashamed when she thought about last night. How could anyone kiss like him? For the first time, she realized the meaning of deep love.
The electric car was driving leisurely on the road. When they encountered the traffic light, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian stopped next to the bus.
Passengers near the car window will cast their eyes over and fall on this young man and woman, as well as the beautiful roses in the open schoolbags between them.
Song Jiamu whistled towards the bus, and Yun Shuqian followed suit and whistled arrogantly like a hen laying eggs.
The green light came on and the two walked away.
It wasn't until he arrived at school that Yun Shuqian was finally willing to zip up his schoolbag.
The two of them walked into the classroom. She turned the small bag that was slung across her body and found two silver bracelets. The difference was that one of the bracelets had a blue pendant with a heart-shaped tag, and the other had a small heart-shaped pendant on it.
One bracelet is a pink pendant with a small heart-shaped tag. There are laser engravings on the tag, one with Song written on it and the other with Yun written on it.
Couple model, 39.9 yuan with free shipping.
She put the pink bracelet on her right wrist. It was quite suitable for her to wear. After all, her wrist was beautiful, it would look good on anything she wore, and it looked very girly.
For the blue one, she took Song Jiamu's left hand and helped him put it on his left wrist.
"When did you buy this thing?"
"I bought it after watching the live broadcast the other day! Isn't it cute?"
"It's okay, just a little shameful."
"There is something even more shameful."
Yun Shuqian suddenly looked excited, as if she was showing him the magic of a luminous watch when she was a child. She put her right wrist close to his left wrist.
With a slight "click", the small heart-shaped pendants engraved with the words "Yun" and "Song" were attracted by the magnetic force and stuck together.
"Song Jiamu, isn't it so fun?"
"interesting."
The two had a great time, holding hands after a while and letting each other's bracelets connect with each other's bracelets.
Leaving the watch without wearing it, Song Jiamu wore the thirty-nine-nine-yuan bracelet with free shipping and never took it off again.