Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu came down from the Ferris wheel. The dim night covered up the blush on the girl's cheeks very well.
The water waves of the lake in the distance poured into her field of vision like a sea tide, and the bright moon shadow was reflected on the water. The lake water surged, slowly rippling along the shore, and shattered into countless white splashes when it encountered rocks.
The huge Ferris wheel next to her was still slowly spinning. Recalling the kiss between the two of them 120 meters in the sky, the girl felt as if she was in a dream.
Returning to the elders, the group maintained the same formation as when they came and took a leisurely walk back home.
It took an hour to walk back, and I was in high spirits right now, so I was actually walking happily. Taking a walk on the street with my family at night was the most special birthday experience Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian had in the past twenty years.
It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home. I was hungry after walking for so long, so it was time to eat that big cake.
"Wash your hands."
Xu Ying said, taking out the cake from the refrigerator.
Yun Lin and Song Chi gave up the seats in the middle of the sofa to the two birthday men. They sat on both sides. The two mothers sat opposite and put in the candles together.
Since it is your twentieth birthday, put twenty candles and light them.
The little kitten curiously jumped on the table and lay down next to the cake, with the candlelight dancing in its eyes.
"Come and put on the birthday crown."
Xu Ying took out two birthday crowns given by the cake seller, one pink and one blue, with the words "Happy Birthday" printed on them.
"Don't wear it anymore, it's so shameful." Yun Shuqian held the birthday crown and said with some embarrassment.
"Put it on, put it on quickly, Jiamu has already put it on."
Yun Shuqian turned his head, and as expected, the childish Song Jiamu put the birthday crown on his head happily, but it was a pity that his head was big, and the birthday crown was small, and it was pushed up high by his hair.
"Come, let me help you."
Song Jiamu took another pink birthday crown and put it on Yun Shuqian's head with both hands. It looked quite cute.
In previous years, when she celebrated her birthday, she would sit in the middle of the sofa, with her parents sitting on both sides of her, but this year she and Song Jiamu sat in the middle of the sofa together like they did when they were children, and the four elders looked at them with smiles.
The distance between the two of them was also very close, and their middle arms touched each other. In front of the elders, Yun Shuqian felt very nervous when their skin rubbed together like this.
"It's twelve o'clock, Lao Yun, go and turn off the lights."
"Okay."
Yunlin turned off all the lights in the room, and Nuo Da's home suddenly became dark, but he did not feel lonely at all. The beautiful and exquisite cakes on the coffee table and twenty candles with dancing flames, the light was soft and warm, making everyone present feel soft and warm.
Everyone's face is dyed with warm colors.
The four elders clapped their hands in tacit agreement and sang Happy Birthday.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were also inspired. They sat on the sofa, looked at the cake, clapped their hands lightly, and hummed the birthday song along with them.
The candlelight danced in the girl's eyes. For a moment, she seemed to be in a difficult mood, and her nose suddenly felt sour.
Yun Shuqian clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and made a wish devoutly.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that Song Jiamu beside her was still making a wish with his eyes closed.
As expected, it is the greedy Song Zhutou who makes a wish much longer than others.
After a while, Song Jiamu finally made his wish.
Yun Shuqian asked him in a low voice: "What wish did you make for so long?"
"My wish won't work if I say it! Blow out the candles."
Under the smiling gazes of the four elders, the two of them leaned forward together. Yun Shuqian took a big breath with his mouth, but it seemed like air was leaking when he blew it out. He blew twice with Song Jiamu,
Twenty candles were blown out.
Xu Ying went to turn on the light.
Song Jiamu cut the cake with a knife, and Yun Shuqian held the tray to serve the cake. After serving, it was given to the four elders first.
In the end, Song Jiamu cut her a piece with the most fruit. The girl had a small appetite, but she ate such a big piece of cake cleanly, with big eyes and a smile.
…
After eating the cake in a lively manner, it was already half past twelve. Song Jiamu went back with his parents, and Yun Shuqian was also preparing to go back to the room to take a shower.
"Qianqian, take a shower and go to bed early."
"Yeah, good night, mommy!"
Yun Shuqian watched her mother turn off the light in the living room, her big eyes rolled around, and she also closed the door.
Opening the bathroom door, a scent of roses lingered on the tip of my nose.
She picked up the flowers, sniffed them, picked off the rose petals one by one, and put them in the bathtub.
First, she used hot water to brew out the scent of roses. She took off her clothes one by one, took a shower with a shower head, washed her body clean, and then raised her white feet and stepped into the bathtub.
He slowly lay down along the bathtub.
Rose bath! What a luxury!
Taking such a luxurious bath for the first time, the girl felt very strange. After soaking in the hot water, the fragrance of roses fully came out, like Song Jiamu's love, covering every corner of her body.
Just thinking about it made Yun Shuqian feel extremely ashamed.
She lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, her hands sank under the water covered with rose petals, and her fingertips brushed over every inch of her body.
The rose petals on the water surface were rippling gently, and her pretty face was gradually dyed with a touching rose red...
It's over, his love has really penetrated into his body.
…
After taking a shower, tidying up the bathroom and drying her hair, Yun Shuqian took out her phone and looked at the time. It was already one-twenty in the morning.
She sent a message to Song Jiamu.
Yun Zhu Po: "Are you asleep?"
At this point in time, Song Jiamu was already as sleepy as a dog. He originally wanted to go home and sleep, but when Yun Shuqian sent him out, he secretly tapped the back of his hand three times.
As we all know, this code is unusual.
Song Jiamu didn't sleep even after taking a shower. He lay on the bed and scrolled through the comment section, waiting for news from her.
Just waiting and waiting, until 1:20 in the morning, the news about her finally arrived, which convinced Song Jiamu that there was an incomparable tacit understanding between him and her.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He jumped out of bed and took out his cell phone to reply to her.
Song Zhutou: "I'm waiting for news from you? What are you doing?"
Yun Shuqian was not in a hurry to reply to him, and when she saw that he was not sleeping either, she opened the door secretly, peered into the dark living room for a few times, then walked a little outside on tiptoes, and bent down to see her parents.
Is there any light coming through the crack in the door?
There is no light.
A safe signal.
She quickly took out her cell phone and replied to Song Jiamu's message.
Yun Zhu Po: "Then do you want to sleep with me?"
The moment he saw her news, Song Jiamu felt blood rush to his head.
Of course, he had only been teased by her in the afternoon, and now Song Jiamu was not so easily fooled.
Song Zhutou: "Meat or vegetarian?"
Yun Zhu Po: "What are you thinking?! It's the same as before, are you coming?"
Song Jiamu suddenly felt discouraged and replied: "I won't go, it's already midnight."
Yun Zhu Po: "Why don't you come and celebrate my birthday with me?"
Song Zhutou: "It's too dangerous! I'll go play with you tomorrow."
Yun Zhu Po: "A pair of socks."
Song Zhutou: "I won't go."
Yun Zhu Po: "Two pairs."
Song Zhutou: "I won't go."
Yun Shuqian was so angry with him, why didn't his socks work anymore?
Sure enough, Cai Yi was right, boys would not watch the movie a second time.
Yun Zhu Po: "...have you used my socks?"
Song Zhutou: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Yun Shuqian was a little anxious. She wanted Song Jiamu to sleep with her. After all, today was her birthday. She would be very happy to sleep with him on her birthday, but she didn't have the leverage to seduce him. Of course, she could give him more.
, but how could a reserved girl give it for free? Her parents are still at home.
She held her mobile phone, put the microphone to her ear, and sent him a voice in a soft and sweet voice.
"I took a rose bath and my whole body was smelling of roses. Are you sure you don't want to come and smell it?"
After the voice was spoken, the girl felt her face getting hot.
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled as he listened to the voice. He felt entangled and tormented in his heart. Last time he chatted with Uncle Yun, he knew that he occasionally met with clients at night. This kind of uncertainty shocked him. He was afraid that he would be caught one day.
Living.
Didn't I say that Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu will go back abroad on the 1st, but they can't bear it for these ten days?
"Come on, come on, I'll smell it for you."
"..."
No matter what! Just die!
Song Jia climbed out of bed numbly, and Nian Nian beside the bed looked at him curiously. Sure enough, male cats like to sneak out at night and fool around.
He sent a message to Yun Shuqian to ask her to respond, and then sneaked out of the room.
Holding the slippers in hand, he gently closed the door and walked towards the door secretly like a thief.
After opening the door and coming out, he gently closed it and looked at the peephole of the door next door.
The girl hiding behind the peephole gently opened the door after confirming that he had come out.
The door opened a crack, she bent down and waved to her, and Song Jiamu stepped inside the door with his slippers.
The two people's bodies were close together, and in the quiet darkness, they could only hear each other's rapid breathing due to nervousness.
Song Jiamu cooperated tacitly and observed the door of Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu's room to see if there was a light on under the crack of the door.
Yun Shuqian closed the door again.
The two held hands and walked quietly toward the room little by little, leaning against the wall.
Until she entered her room, she closed the door and locked it.
Song Jiamu's mood, which had been suppressed to the extreme by tension, was finally released.
He breathed heavily and picked up Yun Shuqian.
Before Yun Shuqian could react, she felt like the world was spinning, and her slippers fell off in shock. A pair of snow-white feet kicked and jumped, but she didn't dare to make any sound.
Song Jiamu just picked up the princess, bent down and kissed her, as if he wanted to take revenge on her for all the stress just now.
He put her on the bed and raised her hands above her head. The girl's legs were placed on the edge of the bed, her toes were curled up, and his breath was all in her arms and in front of her eyes.
The nervous heartbeat just now has not calmed down, but now it has gone up to another level.
Yun Shuqian closed her eyes and was kissed until she could see the starry sky, rainbows, grasslands, lakes, oceans, dense woods and flowers all over the ground. She also saw the underwater world, with a whale leaping out of the sea.
Then rumbled back into the sea...
For the first time, Yun Shuqian experienced what it felt like to be knocked unconscious by someone's kiss.
In his arms, she seemed to be lying in the middle of the sea, floating with his rhythm. From time to time, seawater poured into her nose, making her unable to breathe, but she was full of security. What filled the tip of her nose was not the smell of the sea, but the smell of the sea.
It's his breath, warm, this is a fragrance that only belongs to her at this moment, caressing the wings of the nose faintly, making people unable to help but take a big breath in the nose, like tasting a cup and cherishing it for a long time
of aging wine.
After a long time, the lips parted.
The girl's heart seemed to be pushed into her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
His big eyes were also wet, and when he looked at Song Jiamu, he seemed to be a little aggrieved, which really made me feel pity for him.
"Yes, sorry?"
"...You still don't let go!"
Song Jiamu let go of her hand, and then noticed that the posture of the two of them was a bit bad at the moment. No wonder Yun Shuqian felt that it was difficult to breathe, because the head of Song Pig, which weighed more than 150 kilograms, was pressing on her.
But what about the legs wrapped around his waist?
Yun Shuqian blushed and sat on the other side of the bed.
Song Jiamu bent down and wanted to sit down by the bed, but was kicked by the girl.
"Go wash your feet."
Yun Shuqian, who had just walked over barefoot, wouldn't let him come up without washing his feet. Even at this time, she was still so principled.
Song Jiamu had no choice but to bend over and go to the bathroom to wash his feet.
Holding the shower head in his hand, he poured water on his feet, scrubbing his left and right feet alternately. His eyes fell on a plastic bag in the bathroom trash can, and he could vaguely see the used ones that had been soaked in water.
Rose petal.
He just kissed her and didn't pay much attention to the fragrance of roses on her body. In his opinion, even when she was sweating profusely, she still smelled delicious. This fragrance was unique to her, except when she was in bed.
She can't smell it anywhere else. Biologically speaking, it's his genes that have chosen her.
The girl who had recovered slowly also walked into the bathroom. She had just walked across the floor barefoot, so she wanted to wash herself before getting under the quilt.
"Help me flush."
"Yun Shuqian, do you have mysophobia?"
"There is a big difference between being clean and being mysophobic. Classmate Song Jiamu likes to wash his underwear and coat together!"
"I swear, I've been washing them separately since you said that two months ago!"
"snort."
"Don't act like I've bullied you, it makes me feel guilty..."
"If you have a clear conscience, how can you feel guilty? How dare you kiss me like this?"
Yun Shuqian held the sink with one hand and raised one foot to the height of his knee. Song Jiamu was stunned, and suddenly seemed to be rewarded. He quickly bent down and wrapped her with a broad and gentle palm.
Her little feet, with the other hand holding the shower head, rinsed the water onto her little feet, and then gently rubbed her little feet with his hands.
"I still dare." Song Jiamu replied to what she just said.
Yun Shuqian glared at him and shrank her legs, her feet feeling a little itchy under the palm of his hand.
After washing one foot, she handed him the other foot, and Song Jiamu carefully scrubbed it clean for her.
It's not dirty in the first place, after all, the floor at home is often mopped.
Of course, there is a big difference between it being toy-grade before washing and food-grade after washing.
After washing her feet, Yun Shuqian came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Her wet calves were not dry. She supported the bed with both hands and stretched out her delicate white feet. The toes were still wet and soft.
The heart glowed with a warm color, and a few crystal water drops hung on the skin of the instep, slowly rolling down in the direction of gravity, and finally paused slightly at the heel, like a hanging pearl.
Every inch of the girl's body is full of youth and vitality. Although she is very young, she always gives people a sense of temptation. Her big eyes looked at Song Jiamu who came out of the bathroom, and the light in the room fell on her reddish lips.
Her pretty face was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
"Song Jiamu."
"Um?"
"Where are you taking me to play tomorrow?"
She swayed her feet gently, and the water droplets on her heels fell down and fell on the white cashmere carpet beside the bed, disappearing like rainwater entering the grass.
"Today is already the tomorrow you talked about. By order of Princess Yun, I will risk my life to come and spend the whole day with you on your birthday."
"Then, where are you taking me to play today?"
Song Jiamu held his face towel that he had left in her bathroom before. He sat next to her, holding her slender legs and placing them on his lap. He spread the towel with his palms, wrapped it around her delicate feet, and held it for her.
She wiped away the moisture.
"Tomorrow is only Saturday, how about we go somewhere farther away?" Song Jiamu thought for a while and asked.
"How far?"
Yun Shuqian felt that she really became Princess Yun. After washing her feet, someone helped wipe them. So as a reward, although her feet were dried, she still put them on Song Jiamu's lap and did not take them back.
Song Jiamu put the towel aside, rubbed his palms very hot, covered her delicate white feet, and kneaded them gently, massaging her soles to relieve the fatigue after such a long walk tonight.
"How far is it... Well, it's best if you can't come back at night, and then we go to the hotel to stay together!"
"...That's what you're thinking about, right?"
Yun Shuqian glared at him angrily, "Who wants to live outside with you? My parents are still at home!"
"It's because your parents are still at home."
"……roll."
Although he lived outside the last time he traveled to West Lake, things are different now. Remembering how domineering and enthusiastic he was just now, if he agrees to live outside with him again, wouldn't he think that he can do it if he agrees to do so?
what?
A girl who has just celebrated her 20th birthday should not get pregnant. Although her parents are at home and sleeping together secretly like this is very dangerous, at least safety is guaranteed.
"Then where do you want to play?"
Song Jiamu held her toes between his fingers and gently pulled them out. How could there be such a pair of beautiful little feet in this world? The perfect curvature of the arches, the slightly plump texture, and the size of a fistful of hands, they were really
Every inch of it was on his heart.
"Well... let's go to Water World Park!" Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said.
In the hot summer, when it comes to where to go for fun, the best choice is to go to a water park. Landlubbers can have a lot of fun.
"Really?" Song Jiamu also found it interesting. Of course, this had nothing to do with her wearing a cute swimsuit. Playing in the water and the like were hobbies that the two of them had had since they were children.
“I haven’t been there for many years and I want to have a play.”
"You have to wear a swimsuit."
"...If you expect to see anything from my swimsuit, you will be disappointed." Yun Shuqian said confidently.
Song Jiamu turned his head and looked at her slightly green face, wondering where her confidence came from.
After deciding on tomorrow's itinerary, Yun Shuqian took her feet out of his arms and lay on the bed sweetly.
Song Jiamu also lay down, but was kicked away by her feet after a while.
"What are you doing? You asked me to come over and you didn't let me sleep?"
"Go to the cabinet and take out your quilt and pillow!"
"...Yun Shuqian, don't go too far. I won't be able to come to your place next time."
"You said the same thing last time."
Song Jiamu looked forward to being the master one day, so he honestly opened the cabinet, took out another quilt and pillow, and threw them on her to express his dissatisfaction.
Yun Shuqian chuckled, not taking his "thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi" expression seriously.
She happily moved her quilt and pillow to the wall. Song Jiamu took off his shirt, lay down shirtless, and turned off the lights in the room.
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Song Jiamu had the guts to not come near her. He just lay flat on his back peacefully, covering himself with a quilt and closing his eyes.
Suddenly, his eyelids trembled.
The girl's hand found its way into his quilt at some point and grabbed his hand.
Then, her soft body climbed on top of him, facing him face to face, pressing on his chest.
She raised his hand on top of his head and pressed it down, her hair scattered on his face, and the air was filled with the fragrance of her hair.
"You just pressed me, I want to press you back..."
Yun Shuqian bit his ear gently and said in his ear, "Song Jiamu, have you been squashed by me?"
Song Jiamu closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and said nothing.
Her cat-like weight could not crush him.
On the contrary, when she pressed her whole front against him, she felt such a strong sense of satisfaction and ownership that the happiness in Song Jiamu's heart almost overflowed.
Yun Shuqian lay on top of him and rubbed it comfortably. She had already crawled out of her quilt. She was very beautiful in her home shorts. A pair of legs like jade bamboo shoots extended from the cuffs of her pants, with graceful curves.
, as white and tender as jade.
"I took a rose bath, you can smell me."
"...Can it be anywhere?"
Song Jiamu, who had been silent all this time, spoke at the critical moment.
“What a beautiful thought!”
Yun Shuqian buried her head in his neck, just like a girl puts on makeup to want her beloved to praise her for her beauty. She took a rose bath and wanted Song Jiamu to praise her for her fragrance.
Song Jiamu was not polite. He tilted his head slightly, brushed the tip of his nose over the skin of her face, and started to smell it downwards.
His warm breath sprayed onto the girl's tender skin, and the sound of inhaling made Yun Shuqian blush with embarrassment. While pressing on him, she also hugged him tightly.
The fragrant scent was particularly strong between her ears, her beautiful neck, and her collarbone.
So Song Jiamu gently bit her lips, chin, neck, and collarbone.
The two of them closed their eyes, smelling each other's breath, absorbing the satisfaction from the depths of their souls. She was originally pressing his hand, but she didn't know when she slipped into his palm and interlocked with his fingers.
In the quiet room, I suddenly heard the faint movement outside the door.
The already intense heartbeat immediately became blocked in his throat.
Yun Shuqian sat up on the bed, but didn't run away yet. He still sat in a duck-sitting position, straddling Song Jiamu's waist through the quilt.
Neither of them spoke, and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.
Yunlin was probably on the phone with a foreign client. His voice was also getting quieter, and he probably went to the balcony.
"...What should I do? Your dad is awake!"
Song Jiamu was frightened and panicked.
Yun Shuqian was also shocked, but after all, she was familiar with her own home, so she calmed down after panicking for a while.
She leaned over Song Jiamu again and hugged him tighter than before.
"It's okay. He went back to sleep after making the call. We just don't talk."
"...Yun Shuqian, why do I feel that you are more excited?"
"……hug me."
"Um?"
"hug me."
Yun Shuqian took Song Jiamu's hand and put it on her back. Song Jiamu, who was a little overwhelmed, had no choice but to hug her.
The girl's body was so soft and petite. When holding her, he would subconsciously exert force, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
Yun Shuqian was tightly bound by him and couldn't move, but her pretty face was stained with a strange crimson color. She felt particularly like it and hugged him tightly. She also disliked that the quilt in the middle was in the way, so she pulled the quilt down to him
She pressed against his chest so tightly that her two hearts had never been so close.
Gradually, Song Jiamu became bolder. While listening to the subtle voices outside the door, he hugged Uncle Yun's precious daughter tightly.
He sucked her gummy earlobe.
"You, don't blow into my ear..."
"dislike?"
"itch."
"The clouds are sparse and shallow."
"Um?"
"Do you love me to death? Your dad is outside, how dare you?"
"...Don't be shameless, just a little bit."
"How much is a little?"
"Just a little bit."
Song Jiamu exclaimed, it was like this little by little, then when she loved him to death, wouldn't it be...
Yun Shuqian also blew into his ear with evil intentions.
"Song Jiamu, do you love me to death?"
"Although I don't want to admit it, I can't help it. Song Jiamu already loves Miss Yun to death."
"So, what did you wish for your birthday just now?"
"...So you're here to ambush me?"
"I love to talk but don't talk."
Yun Shu snorted lightly, slipped her hands behind his shoulders, clasped his shoulders with her backhand, and pressed closer to his body.
"My wish is simple."
The girl raised her ears.
"I just want to kiss your entire body before winter comes."
The girl started to feel hot all over.
"It's everything, anywhere you can imagine!"
The girl said nothing, lifted the quilt to cover the two of them, and desperately buried her red face into his neck.