Chapter 224 There is no one more suitable than the two of us
"You should be lucky that it's me. If you had done this to other girls, you would have been caught many times."
Song Jiamu was lying on the bed, with his hands cuffed behind his back, like a prisoner who had just been arrested.
Yun Shuqian sat astride his back, holding his big hands tightly with her two small hands. If there were handcuffs, she would definitely cuff this guy now.
"Sir Yun! Spare your life!"
"Hmph, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You must just want to tease me and tease me. When I am dizzy, you can insult me, right?"
Yun Shuqian waved and patted him angrily: "Song Jiamu, we are so familiar with each other, how did you have the nerve to take off my pants?!"
"When did I take off your pants?!" Song Jiamu's voice was trembling. How could you unjustly accuse a good person like this?
"You must have thought that way!" Yun Shuqian said with certainty.
"...Don't make up your own mind, okay?"
"You dare to say you haven't thought about it?" Yun Shuqian was not polite at all.
"But you know better than me whether I will do this or not!"
"Who, who knows you."
Yun Shuqian blushed and patted him again: "Maybe you saw that my father and mother were not at home, and then your long-suppressed perversion overwhelmed your senses, and finally you did that to me. Song Jiamu, I know best
is you!"
"I swear! Absolutely not! Even if I did that just now, I just want you to feel my deep love."
Yun Shuqian thought about it, but she couldn't believe him completely. It was fine before her parents were at home, and this guy didn't dare to mess around. If her parents had just left, she would have told him that she would wait until her parents came back.
, how did she explain it?
Seeing that they were having fun, the little cat didn't know what kind of game it was, so it followed Yun Shuqian and sat on Song Jiamu's back, jumping and stepping on it.
"snort."
Yun Shuqian held his hands and sat on him a few more times.
Not to mention, when he bullied Song Jiamu like this, he was so energetic. He didn't expect that he was so strong and could defeat him.
She felt that she had to prepare a rope in the room. The next time Song Jiamu dared to deliberately molest her, she would tie him to a chair and torture him all night.
The cell phone on the bedside rang.
Both of them were stunned.
"Song Jiamu, your phone is ringing, whose call is it?"
"It's the alarm clock. It's twelve o'clock. Stop making trouble. The VIP chapter is about to be released."
Song Jiamu, who had been imprisoned by her just now and couldn't move, broke away from Yun Shuqian's hands with a slight exertion of his hands. Her small hands could not even wrap around his wrists. They were imprisoning a ghost.
.
"It's twelve o'clock? So soon... ah!"
Yun Shuqian exclaimed, and Song Jiamu turned over, taking her and the cat off his back.
Song Jiamu climbed out of bed, opened his laptop, and logged into the writer's backend.
"Yun Shuqian, your arrogance is over. The position of president will soon be mine."
"Thinking too much about you!"
Yun Shuqian also hurriedly ran out of bed, grabbed his laptop, sat beside the bed, and logged in to the writer's backend.
Song Jiamu also sat next to her, the two of them were next to each other, refreshing the web page with excitement.
Normally updates are set to be released at a scheduled time, but when it was first released, it was not possible to set a schedule because there was no VIP volume to choose from. Now that the VIP volume is activated, the chapters in the draft box must be released manually.
"Got it?"
"not yet……"
"Yes, yes!" Song Jiamu said in surprise.
At 12:01, the VIP volume was finally refreshed.
"You, wait for me, we will send it together."
Seeing that Song Jiamu's VIP volume had been refreshed and hers hadn't come out yet, Yun Shuqian felt a little nervous.
It would be embarrassing if this was missed. At noon, she and Song Jiamu had already sent out a speech for the launch. It was very sad. She explained her many years of fighting against the street. She thanked the platform, the editor, and the book friends.
, in short, I urge everyone to support subscribing. After all, after it is put on the shelf, subscribing is the life of a book.
Although yesterday, the Toon editor informed her that it would be on the shelves early this morning, but she has not changed her mentality after years of being transparent about writing books, for fear that the editor would miss her.
Last week, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu recommended Sanjiang together, and then this week they recommended it to the shelves. This time, the two new books have been smooth sailing, and the new book period has been full of recommendations.
Although he does not have a huge readership like the old author, Yun Shuqian currently has 39,000 copies of Dragon Girl in his collection. Song Jiamu has more than her. His Blood Race is more mainstream, with four collections
Eighteen thousand.
If the subscription ratio is ten to one, that is, if there is one kind reader among ten people who is willing to support subscription, then both of them can get an initial subscription of four thousand. This is considered an excellent achievement and can make the author full of enthusiasm.
Write with confidence.
Of course, things like first-order orders exceeding 10,000 yuan are the world of big guys. Last month, the new book from the boss of the website "Zifeiyu" was put on the shelves, and the first-order orders reached 20,000 yuan. For Song Jiamu and Yun Shu
To put it simply, he is like a fighting emperor.
Writing a book is not a matter of step by step. The key is the trick. After you find the right subject matter and the feeling for the market, your performance will rise quickly. If you can't find the feeling, you can write 20 million words and still not be successful.
"Do you have it?" Seeing that her VIP volume hadn't been redeemed yet, Song Jiamu was a little nervous and tilted his head to help take a look.
"Yes, yes!" At 12:02, Yun Shuqian's VIP volume also appeared.
Don’t underestimate these two minutes. For small and transparent authors like Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian, listing on the shelves is a big deal and very stressful! Not only does it mean subscription, but the most important thing is perfect attendance! If it doesn’t succeed on the first day,
, this month’s perfect attendance is gone, it’s 1,500 yuan!
If you were an old fried dough stick that had been on the shelves five, six, seven or eight times, you would probably be very calm. Maybe you would sleep until the next day and then remember to put it on the shelves today.
"Let's start now, are you ready?"
"whee."
Yun Shuqian was in a happy mood. He and Song Jiamu published a book together and then put it on the shelves together. This feeling was strange.
The two of them took advantage of the time and released the VIP chapter at exactly 12:03.
"Song Jiamu, how many chapters do you plan to update?"
"I'll post five chapters tonight, and then I'll post another five or ten chapters at noon tomorrow."
"Then I will also publish ten chapters."
Yun Shuqian dug around and counted the remaining chapters in the draft box. Although they usually have to go to class, the two of them code quickly. They can write three chapters every day. Two chapters will be distributed to the public and one chapter will be saved.
After more than a month, I have saved nearly forty chapters of manuscripts.
Don’t panic if you have saved manuscripts. After all, anyone who has written a book knows that no matter how many manuscripts are saved now, as the book goes to the end, the writing speed will slow down and the saved manuscripts will disappear little by little.
After the chapters were released in the background, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian opened the app again and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the VIP chapters had been accurately updated.
"It's so annoying. Why do I have to pay when I read my own book?"
Yun Shuqian subscribed to his own chapter and complained stingily.
"Song Jiamu, I've made the first order for you."
"With this relationship between us, why don't you give me a full reservation?!"
"I've read all your manuscripts. If you don't order them, get out."
"Are you so stingy?"
Song Jiamu ordered all the chapters of Yun Shu Qianfa. One chapter is 2,000 words, and the five chapters add up to only fifty cents.
"Yun Shuqian, how about I reward you with an alliance leader?"
"You can just give me the money."
Yun Shuqian refreshed his chapter, flipping through the comments from book friends when it was first released. At the top of the reading page, a message from the leader of the alliance popped up.
"You, you really gave me a reward? Song Jiamu, you are very rich?!"
Yun Shuqian was heartbroken. The message reminder just flashed by. She didn't see the nickname clearly, so she quickly opened the background and took a look.
"It's not me. How can I have so much money?"
"Wild Alliance Leader!"
Yun Shuqian, who just felt sorry for Song Jiamu spending her money, immediately started to smile when she saw this wild leader, and turned around to show off to Song Jiamu with her mobile phone.
"I will have it sooner or later!"
Song Jiamu was greatly shocked. Seeing his appearance, Yun Shuqian became even happier. Sure enough, the smile would not disappear out of thin air, but would only spread from his face to hers.
Yun Shuqian took advantage of the victory and pursued it, and asked again: "How much have you ordered now?"
"It's only been less than ten minutes..." Song Jiamu hid the computer screen from her and looked at the subscription data in his background.
"You were very confident just now, how much? Tell me quickly!"
Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian became very excited and stretched out her hand to pull his computer.
Song Jiamu shut down the computer and hid on the bed to watch the background on his mobile phone.
Yun Shuqian also put the computer aside and rushed over to grab his mobile phone.
When he hid, she grabbed and hugged him, taking advantage of him openly and giggling with joy.
"Stop, stop, stop..."
Song Jiamu lay on the bed, and Yun Shuqian lay on his back and hugged him.
The charming feeling of the girl's delicate and tender body pressing against her back came. She hugged Song Jiamu's waist tightly, pressing him on his back, and her little head was pressed against his shoulder.
Come over, the silky hair falls on his face and neck.
"Stop trying to hide it and tell me now! Otherwise I'll crush you!"
Yun Shuqian didn't think there was anything wrong with this gesture at all, because she was the boss, she could do this to Song Jiamu, but Song Jiamu couldn't do this to her.
If the two of them were to switch, and she was lying like this, and then Song Jiamu was pressing on her head-on, holding her waist, he would definitely push his hips subconsciously like before.
The girl's cat-like weight could not flatten him, not to mention, it felt very comfortable to be held and pressed by her like this.
Occasionally when he moved, Yun Shuqian hugged him tighter, which reminded Song Jiamu of the two dragonflies he saw hugging each other when he and his grandfather went fishing at the pond.
"How old are you?" Song Jiamu turned his head and asked her.
"You tell me how much you want first, and then I'll tell you how much." Yun Shuqian said close to his face, and then her little hand was still touching his mobile phone, which he had hidden under his stomach.
"No, if I know more than you, you will definitely not tell me, Yun Shuqian, there is no one in the world who understands you better than me."
"I won't!"
"You won't have a holiday."
"How confident are you that you can say more than me?"
"Then let's take it out together and take a look. It's fifteen minutes now."
"...Just watch it."
Yun Shuqian still lay on him and hugged him, and took out her mobile phone to him. Song Jiamu also took out his own mobile phone, and put the two mobile phones on the bed together.
The lock screen was turned on, their heads were pressed together, and the facial recognition on both phones was turned on at the same time.
Song Jiamu kept the same operation, clicked on the writer assistant on his mobile phone, and then clicked on subscription.
Yun Shuqian lay down behind him, staring at the screen with her big eyes.
After seeing the numbers on the two screens, she was so fast that she snatched her phone back in a flash.
"What are you looking at? What's there to see?"
"Stop hiding it, I've seen it all. I'm ordering 363 for the first time, and yours is 304!"
"It's only fifteen minutes, which doesn't mean anything. I will definitely have more than you after an hour! Besides, do you have twice as much as me? What's there to be proud of? You already have more collections than me, so forget it.
Come down, I have more than you."
Seeing his proud look, Yun Shuqian wanted to take a bite of his shoulder.
It's not like he didn't know her. She wouldn't be called Yun Shuqian if she didn't have a tough mouth. After all, Song Jiamu knew how hard her mouth was when she talked and how soft it was when she kissed her.
"Yes, yes, the president has the most collections. I have nearly 10,000 more collections than you. In the end, our first order was about the same. I am so ashamed now."
Yun Shuqian buried her face in his neck with some embarrassment, rubbing her delicate little nose against his skin, "When you said that, I was a little happy and wanted to reward you."
"How to reward?" Song Jiamu suddenly became energetic.
"I'm just teasing you." Yun Shuqian snorted and said.
Song Jiamu wanted to slap his thigh in annoyance, but if he made a mistake, he should show that he didn't care about her reward at all, so that she would be eager to reward him.
"It's only been fifteen minutes now, and we've already placed over 300 orders. In the next twenty-four hours, won't we have over 10,000 orders?" Yun Shuqian daydreamed happily.
Song Jiamu was not sensible at all, and shattered her fantasy: "I guess there are three thousand subscriptions, don't even think about it. There must be many people subscribing in the front, but there are not so many in the back."
"Song Jiamu, you are so annoying."
"Then don't touch me."
"For me to touch you, and for you to be disgusted are two different things."
"Then I want to..."
"roll."
Yun Shuqian interrupted his shameless words and continued to lie on his back and hug him. A pair of small hands came up from the hem of his T-shirt and touched his abdominal muscles and chest muscles. She
She couldn't see her own hands or his chest, but wherever her fingers slid over, Song Jiamu's muscles would always tighten. The touch from her fingertips outlined the outline of his body, which made Yun Shuqian
Like it very much.
Compared to sleeping with a little bear, holding Song Jiamu like this is much more satisfying. When he doesn't move, she moves on her own, rubbing her delicate body against his back. It's so comfortable that she just wants to bite him.
Yes, after lingering for a long time, her little face began to turn red, her little ears also turned red, and her big eyes became wet.
"Yun Shuqian, are you having some strange imagination about me?"
Song Jiamu asked with a strange expression on his face. He had been looking at the data in the background. The girl behind him was squirming like a little maggot. Of course he could feel it. Seeing that she had not spoken for so long, her delicate body seemed to be a little hot.
His face also became hot.
"I don't!"
Yun Shuqian stopped moving and asked: "It's half an hour now, how much is your first order?"
"A thousand."
"So fast!"
"The fastest rise is only this hour. It's already midnight, so there won't be as much later."
Song Jiamu pressed down the screen of his mobile phone and planned to get up.
Yun Shuqian held him down.
"where did you go?"
"Go home and go to bed. It's already half past twelve, and we have classes tomorrow."
"No, don't you want to continue watching the backstage?"
"I'll watch it tomorrow. I won't be able to sleep after watching too much."
Yun Shuqian's voice suddenly softened, and she buried her hot face deeper into his neck.
"Why don't you go back tonight, since my parents are not at home anyway..."
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled. They hadn't slept together for ten days since they slept together on their last birthday. Sure enough, on Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu's first night back abroad, Yun Chongchong finally couldn't help it.
Yet!
"My mother has class in the first period tomorrow. She gets up very early."
"As before, you can just go back after five o'clock, okay Song Jiamu? Is that okay?"
She definitely did it on purpose!
Don’t ask ‘is it good?’ but ask ‘can it work?’, which man dares to say no?
Seeing Song Jiamu's silence and entanglement, Yun Chongchong began to bewitch her again: "Is it okay to have two pairs?"
"No, I already have four pairs!"
"You can give it back to me and I'll give you a new one."
"...Who do you think I am! Unless I sleep on the same quilt, I won't do it."
"Humph, goodbye."
Yun Shuqian said this, but she didn't have the consciousness to get up from his back at all. She looked like she had fainted, closed her eyes, hugged him, rested her head on the back of his neck, and fell asleep.
.
When Song Jiamu stood up, she exclaimed, raised her white and tender legs, and rolled down from him.
She lay on the bed, hugging the quilt and looking at him. Song Jiamu silently picked up the computer and took away the keys she put on the table.
whee.
She knew it.
Song Jiamu left her room, and Yun Shuqian also climbed out of the bed, opened the cabinet, took out his quilt and pillow, pushed his quilt and pillow to the side against the wall, and then put his quilt and pillow
Beside her, she got into bed and lay down obediently.
When Song Jiamu was away, time passed so slowly. She tossed and turned on the bed, wondering if he really wasn't coming.
She waited and waited like this for almost ten minutes. Just when she couldn't help but use her mobile phone to send him a message asking him to return the key, her door opened. Behind Song Jiamu's background, she
He also turned off the lights in the living room.
Seeing him coming, the girl's heart suddenly felt at ease.
She turned around and faced the wall, with her eyes closed, the quilt pulled up to her nose, and a sweet smile on her lips.
Listen to his movements with your ears——
He closed the door and locked it;
He walked to the bed and sat down, and the bed made a sound;
He lay down, and his quilt squeezed her quilt;
He said to the kitten, ‘Turn off the lights every year’
Say ‘meow’ every year
Then the lights turned off with a snap.
Yun Shuqian shrank her neck and her heart beat faster. She buried her face deeper in the quilt and heard him approaching.
His arms came over and hugged her whole through the quilt.
"Pretending to sleep again."
"I don't."
"Then I'm going to insult you!"
"You, you dare?!"
Yun Shuqian opened her eyes and wanted to hide under the quilt, but soon she realized that hiding under the quilt was a wrong choice.
Song Jiamu simply wrapped her up in a quilt so that she couldn't move. He followed her example and pressed on her with the quilt in front of her.
The sense of heaviness and solidity, after he pressed it down, filled the young girl's heart. She raised her hands and opened her palms to cover her face. Under the dim nightlight, her little ears were also red, and her hair was scattered on the
On the pillow, it looks like a blooming flower.
Song Jiamu pressed her down, opened her hands that were covering her face, leaned over and pressed her lips against hers.
There was a great taste in her mouth, like the smoothness of milk and the sweetness of strawberry ice cream.
Song Jiamu opened her arms, pressed them to both sides, and gently bit her lips, her face, her earlobes, her chin, and finally the girl's slender, white neck like a swan.
Whenever Song Jiamu kissed her neck, Yun Shuqian would always frown her thin brows, and she subconsciously tilted her head back so that her beautiful neck could be exposed more.
The little hand that was pressed by him was intertwined with his fingers, and her tender fingers were also holding his hand tightly, for fear of falling from a high place.
Song Jiamu had already kissed her collarbone, and the girl's immature heart was beating in her chest.
He pulled her collar aside a little, revealing the girl's snow-white and round shoulders. Girls' shoulders are really beautiful, especially those like Yun Shuqian, who are as delicate as works of art.
The only decoration on the shoulders was the thin shoulder strap. Song Jiamu placed a kiss on the shoulder strap, gently bit it with his teeth, and then flicked it back onto the girl's shoulder.
Yun Shuqian couldn't bear it anymore. She took out her suppressed hand in embarrassment, pressed his chest, and weakly pushed him.
"Go, go away!"
"etc!"
"……What's wrong?"
Song Jiamu told her one very important thing: "I haven't kissed the left shoulder yet."
"..."
When he said this, Yun Shuqian felt like there were ants crawling all over her body. How could she only kiss the right side but not the left?!
She stared at him in embarrassment, her green curves rising and falling due to her breathing. She stayed still and allowed Song Jiamu to kiss her left shoulder just like he did just now.
After he finished kissing her, the reserved girl didn't know where she got the strength, so she turned over and pinned Song Jiamu down.
Song Jiamu was lying on the bed, Yun Shuqian pressed his arm and sat on his waist through the quilt. She leaned over and her hair fell on Song Jiamu's face.
"My hair, I can't even open my eyes." Song Jiamu reminded her with squinted eyes.
Yun Shuqian didn't care. She put a tender finger to his lips and said in a commanding voice: "You, lick it."
"I do not want."
"You just insulted me! Just lick it and I'll insult you too!"
She stuffed her fingers into Song Jiamu's mouth. Song Jiamu was afraid of biting her, so he had to suck her fingers into his mouth.
"Isn't it disgusting?" Yun Shuqian asked him proudly.
"Not at all, why is it still a little sweet?" Her fingers were in her mouth, and Song Jiamu's words were unclear.
Yun Shuqian always had a sweet smell on her body. Whether he talked to her at close range or ate his fingers like this, Song Jiamu felt like she was like a little cake.
"Song Jiamu, you are so disgusting!"
Seeing that he was indeed more perverted than her, Yun Shuqian couldn't help laughing, changed her finger, and continued to poke into his mouth.
"Yun Shuqian, you're not much better either."
"It's obviously you, but you still have the nerve to accuse me. Song Jiamu, remember, there is no other girl in this world who would be willing to be with such a disgusting you except me."
"I will marry you. There is no one more suitable than the two of us."
Song Jiamu took out her fingers, raised his head and kissed her.