As the sun sets, the house gradually becomes lively.
Li Yuan came over with hairy crabs, and the two old aunts were cleaning up in the kitchen together. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were stuffed with a bag of edamame and arranged to peel the edamame outside the living room.
The pods of edamame are quite hard and have a lot of slightly prickly hairs, which can hurt your tender fingers when you peel them.
"Don't hurt yourself, I still want to eat."
"No, the beans I peel are pretty good!"
"I said your hands."
"...please keep your voice down!"
Yun Shuqian glared at him and then looked at the kitchen.
"I'll tear it apart and you'll peel it off."
As Song Jiamu said, he was responsible for pinching open the hard pods of the edamame like peanuts. The edamame was still stuck in the pod, and this part was left to Yun Shuqian, who was responsible for twisting the edamame out.
Girls are different from boys. Boys become harder as they grow older, while girls become softer as they grow older.
When they were young, the two of them would peel edamame or peanuts together, and Yun Shuqian would compete with him to see who was faster. She was like a young boy at that time, playing around with Song Jiamu all day long, even though she was only 1.5 meters tall.
She dared to follow him and jump directly down there.
But that's no longer possible now. Occasionally, when she passes by and sees the place where she once skipped with him, when she walks on the steps, she will think of him and her when they were children, as if she saw those little two people from a third-person perspective.
Blue sky, white clouds, cicada chirping, afternoon wind, he and she sat on the edge of the high roadside, swaying their short calves, you and I ate the ice cream one bite at a time, and then after finishing the meal, he pulled her up and climbed up,
Instead of walking from the nearby steps, he jumped off the edge of the high road sill, and then she jumped down with him, and the two of them ran into the summer sunshine laughing and joking.
At different ages, being with him has different experiences. The two of them have been together since they were five years old, so there is no reason not to cherish them.
"It won't hurt when you peel it off now, right?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"what are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about how you were able to do it before, encouraging a cute little loli to jump from such a high place with you. Is it too late to show mercy now?"
Song Jiamu fell into deep thought. Could it be that his memory was wrong? Didn't she encourage him to dance together?
"Qianqian, that skirt on the sofa, try to see if it fits you." Li Yuan in the kitchen reminded Yun Shuqian.
Only then did Yun Shuqian see an exquisite bag on the sofa, branded goods, and a brand new skirt folded and placed inside.
She put down the edamame, washed and dried her hands, and took the skirt out of the bag.
A very beautiful summer girl-style dress, soft and comfortable in texture, fashionable and sweet in style. Although the tag was removed by Li Yuan, the price is estimated to be more than a thousand yuan.
This was naturally a birthday gift from Aunt Li and Uncle Song.
Even though the two families did not celebrate birthdays together in those years, the elders of both parties would give gifts to Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu.
Unlike Song Jiamu, the gifts Song Chi and Li Yuan give to Yun Shuqian every year are quite expensive, and most of them are clothes or shoes. As elders, it is most appropriate to give clothes and shoes to the younger generation.
No girl would dislike having too many clothes, let alone such a beautiful little skirt.
"Thank you, aunt! I like it very much!"
"Try changing it on."
"Uh-huh."
Yun Shuqian carried the clothes back to the room to try them on, and Nian Nian followed him. Song Jiamu also wanted to follow with the edamame, and then she closed the door. Nian Nian could come in, but Song Zhutou could not.
Song Jiamu waited outside the door frustrated. It would be great if he could connect the perspective of every year. He would like to take a closer look at the changes in the body of a twenty-year-old girl. Why can a girl get a certificate at the age of twenty, while a boy
No?! He can obviously get her pregnant!
"rogue……"
Yun Shuqian murmured in a low voice, then turned around and saw a gift box on the table. Surprise flashed in her eyes. She must have just brought it in quietly.
I picked up the gift box and took a look. Sure enough, it was right. There was a small blessing card written by my mother on it.
[I wish my dear baby girl a happy birthday and a worry-free life. Dad and Mommy will always love you~?^_^]
A simple and unpretentious blessing, followed by a playful facial expression. Yun Shuqian took the card and read it many times, and a warm smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.
After putting the card away, she picked up the gift box and looked at it curiously.
The box is quite big. When I opened the outer packaging, I saw the exquisite patterns and logos on the box. It has a light fragrance and smells very good. From the appearance, it looks very girly. Yun Shuqian is still a little confused.
What's inside?
Yun Shuqian was stunned when she opened the box and looked at the dazzling array of cosmetics inside.
For the first time in her life, her mother and father took the initiative to give her a box of cosmetics set!
This also means that she has her own set of cosmetics, so she no longer has to secretly use her mother's, and it was given by them personally. This also means that they finally realize that they have grown up?
There are so many things that I can't even identify them.
Even though she hasn't used it yet, the moment she received this gift from her mother, the girl felt that she had become different from the inside out.
How to describe this feeling? It's probably like the father offering his son a cigarette after dinner, and the son's shocked look?
Yun Shuqian put the cosmetics set on the dressing table, and for the first time, she felt that the dressing table in the room was complete.
She took off her T-shirt, revealing the graceful figure of a girl, her fragrant and warm white skin, as tender as a freshly peeled lychee, her round waist, and her beautiful belly button.
Those legs like jade bamboo shoots under the shorts.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Trying on the small skirt given by Aunt Li, she looked in the mirror and turned it around twice. The length of the skirt just reached her thighs and waist.
It is perfectly gathered, tied softly with a silk bow, with exquisite embroidery on the neckline, light silk gauze texture, not too many fancy patterns, but it has a sweet atmosphere of early summer.
Awesome, if I use the gift from my mother and put on a good make-up, I can definitely seduce Song Zhutou.
When the door opened, Song Jiamu was sitting cross-legged on the floor peeling edamame. He heard the sound and looked up.
First, he saw the girl's feet. She was standing at the door with her bare feet. Upward was her shiny calf, then to her smooth knees, then to a stretch of tight white thighs, and then to the hem of her skirt.
A man's gaze will always stay longer in an unobstructed position. If there is a challenge of not looking at the legs, Song Jiamu has already lost. After his gaze reached the hem of the skirt, Song Jiamu's gaze moved up faster, and soon it reached his waist.
, stayed here for a moment, then moved past the slightly green and lovely arc, moved up to her delicate collarbone and neck, and finally reached her face, meeting her eyes.
"Yun Shuqian, how can you be so beautiful?" Song Jia asked woodenly.
"snort."
Yun Shuqian ignored him and ran past him. Song Jiamu turned his head and followed her with his eyes. His eyes were behind her, moving from top to bottom, and finally fell on her moving legs.
Watch her run into the kitchen.
The girl was talking to the two mothers, and when she finished speaking, Song Jiamu was still sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"Auntie asked me to ask you, have you finished peeling the edamame?" A pair of beautiful barefoot legs appeared in front of you, and the girl's voice sounded above her head.
"...Isn't this a job for both of us? Why don't you help peel it off!"
"Then, you get up and we go to the sofa to peel off."
"Forget it, you don't need it anymore, I've almost finished peeling it off."
Song Jiamu sat on the floor and thought the scenery was quite nice.
He looked in the direction of the kitchen and waved to Yun Shuqian.
"do what?"
"Ask you something."
"Is there anything you can't ask directly?"
"you sure?"
After hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian obediently bent down, covered her collar with one hand in a ladylike manner, and brought her face to his side.
Song Jiamu asked softly in her ear: "Are you wearing safety pants?"
"..."
It was okay that he didn't ask. When he asked, Yun Shuqian thought of him sitting cross-legged on the floor like this, and she immediately put her legs together.
"You, you saw it?"
"No, I'm just curious to ask, so are you wearing it?"
"Nothing to wear."
Yun Shuqian admitted generously that when she said these words, Song Jiamu's heartbeat accelerated, but the next words made his blood rush straight to his head.
"Do you want to see it?" Yun Shuqian whispered in his ear word by word.
"...If that's possible." Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled.
"Okay."
"?"
"Come with me."
"good……"
Yun Shuqian walked towards the room and stopped at a location where the view of the kitchen was blocked. Song Jiamu followed obediently and sat on the floor, his heart pounding wildly.
"...Can I sit and watch?"
"OK."
Yun Shuqian said and quietly turned to face him. She held the hem of her skirt with both hands and pulled it up bit by bit shyly, revealing more and more of her fair skin. Song Jiamu's eyes widened——
Just when he thought he was about to see the most beautiful scenery in summer, he saw the pair of house shorts she wore during the day.
"...Why do you still have a pair of shorts?!"
"Otherwise, what do you want to see?" Yun Shuqian asked him innocently.
"I...you cheated!"
Song Jiamu's heart suddenly dropped again as he was holding it in his throat. The annoyance of being teased made him furious.
It was true that Yun Shuqian wasn't wearing safety pants, but she didn't even change out of the shorts she had just worn at home, so she just put on her skirt.
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you damn gangster!"
The girl put down her skirt, stuck out her tongue at him slightly, kicked him twice, and ran back to the room to change clothes.