Song Jiamu was sweating profusely and went back to the room to take a shower and change clothes.
Wearing only sports shorts and underpants for exercise, these are the only clothes that need to be changed. The two pieces of fabric combined are not much. If you throw them into the washing machine, it will be a waste of water and time.
Once before, Song Jiamu ran the washing machine to wash only one pair of socks. After his mother complained about it, he simply washed the few clothes by hand.
After all, it will smell if it is stained with sweat and piled up. If you don't sweat, it's okay. You can pile it up and then wash it in the washing machine.
Find a bucket, add some laundry detergent, scrub, wash and wring it dry, then take it to the balcony to dry.
The rain last night has just stopped. It is now eight o'clock in the morning. The rain clouds have not dispersed yet. The sky is gray, but the sunshine is still trying hard to get through the gaps in the clouds in the east.
"Yun Shuqian! Yun Shuqian!"
Song Jiamu took out his cell phone and called her name into the room.
"What are you doing? I'm very busy."
Yun Shuqian is in the kitchen at the moment, gathering ingredients to make rice dumplings.
The rice dumpling leaves and red beans have been soaked last night. Before going out, my parents also prepared all the ingredients for making rice dumplings.
Now that commerce is developed, rice dumplings can be eaten all year round, and young people rarely go out of their way to make rice dumplings and eat them.
Yun Shuqian has never made rice dumplings before, but she still likes making rice dumplings with Song Jiamu. It feels like playing house when she was a child.
She washed the rice dumpling leaves, fished out the glutinous rice and drained the water. She was thinking about what ingredients her uncle and aunt had prepared for them. She also clicked on the video on her mobile phone to learn how to make rice dumplings.
Hearing Song Jiamu's voice, she raised her head and looked towards the balcony.
I don’t know what he was making a fuss about. He didn’t even enter the house after drying the clothes. He stood on the balcony and took pictures of the sky with his cell phone.
Every year when he heard his voice, Bryn Bling ran out.
The kitten now weighs almost seven pounds. She eats and sleeps every day, and eats when she sleeps. She basks in the sun when the sun is available, and sleeps on the sofa when the sun is not available. Her life is simple and enviable.
Even though it has a tendency to be chubby, and even Li Yuan likes to call it Fat Nian, the little kitten is still very dexterous. It jumped lightly from the floor and landed on the balcony. Curiously, it followed the song.
Looking in the direction of Jiamu.
"Come on! Come and take a look!" Song Jiamu called her again.
"What? If you dare to lie to me, you will be dead..."
Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian was a little curious, washed her hands, put down the rice dumpling leaves, and came out to the balcony to stand beside him.
Song Jiamu patted her arm and pointed in the direction of the eastern sky.
"Rainbow, have you seen it?"
"Um?"
Yun Shuqian raised his head and looked eastward.
Between the rain clouds and the sun, an arc-shaped, translucent rainbow emerges among the dark clouds. It spans from one end of the ground to the other end, solidifying the soft colors in the sky, like a ring woven by a bouquet.
, embellished on the blue skirt.
"It's really a rainbow!"
Yun Shuqian was also surprised. Of course she had seen a rainbow, but this thing was not common.
For girls, rainbows are also a form of romance, especially when a rainbow appears in the sky after a rain like this, it will make people feel good.
The rain had just stopped and the rain clouds had not dispersed yet. Against such a slightly dim background, the rainbow bridge looked particularly clear. Although this was not the first time I saw a rainbow, it was definitely the clearest one I had ever seen.
A rainbow.
“Quickly take a photo, quickly take a photo!”
Yun Shuqian was pleasantly surprised. He touched his trouser pocket and wanted to take a photo with his phone, but then he remembered that there was a tutorial on how to make rice dumplings on his phone in the kitchen.
"I took the photo and will send it to you later to see how the photo goes?"
Song Jiamu wants to show off the photos of his P40 again. Although the P50 is also released, it does not have a 5g version, so it is not as good as his P40.
Boys are more interested in electronic products, and Song Jiamu is also similar. The place where he spends the most money is on electronic products. He spent more than 10,000 yuan on the mainframe computer at home. Before, the graphics card
During the time when prices were skyrocketing, Song Jiamu didn't expect that his most successful first investment in his life would be buying a graphics card.
Yun Shuqian is not very interested in electronic products. Her interest is saving money. The more money she saves, the happier she will be.
Yun Shuqian herself uses an iPhone 12 mini version, mainly because her hands are relatively small and she likes to play with her mobile phone with one hand. She feels that playing with a small screen is more comfortable.
When playing with her mobile phone, she likes to wear a mobile phone case, which is pink and printed with cute cat patterns. It is safe when playing this way; Song Jiamu does not like to wear mobile phone cases because it affects the feel. Of course, students who are prone to slippery hands still wear them.
Wear a mobile phone case to prevent the phone from being dropped due to some violent operations. It is also a kind of protection for the phone.
“Then take a picture with me and Nian Nian!”
After looking at the photo of the rainbow taken by Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian picked up the cat and asked Song Jiamu and the others to take a photo with the rainbow as the background.
Song Jiamu has never studied photography technology, but occasionally when he comes across some photography tutorials, he will also watch, like and save them, especially how to take photos of girls. In short, learning how to take photos of girls is, for ordinary people,
, I have already learned 90% of what I need to learn about photography technology.
Song Jiamu bent over with his mobile phone, bent over or squatted down to take pictures, which can make girls have longer legs. Then he adjusted the proportions of people and scenery in the picture and tried to find the angle of the light.
"are you done?"
"Don't worry, I want to take pictures of all your good looks."
As soon as he said this, Yun Shuqian obediently held Nian Nian and patiently cooperated with him in posing and finding angles.
The photo was taken. The girl and the cat are very photogenic, and the rainbow behind them is also very beautiful.
"Let's take another family photo." Song Jiamu said.
"How to shoot."
"Just over here on the balcony, stand here and hold Nian Nian a little higher."
Song Jiamu stood next to Yun Shuqian. He held up his mobile phone with one hand, changed the lens to a selfie, and put his other hand around Yun Shuqian's shoulder.
Yun Shuqian's body tilted slightly, her head leaning in his direction. She raised Niannian with both hands. The height of the cat was about the position of their collarbones. Niannian shyly curled up her tail to cover her butt.
With the rainbow behind him as the background, Song Jiamu took this family portrait.
"Didn't we take a photo when we first picked it up? Look at that photo!" Yun Shuqian was very satisfied with the photo. It looked like a young couple holding a baby.
Song Jiamu opened the photo album and put all the photos related to her in a special photo album. It was easy to find photos from more than two months ago.
I dug out the photos I took of Nian Nian when I first picked them up. They were taken together after I brought Nian Nian home and gave him a bath.
The kitten's wet hair stuck to its body, making it look thin and clownish. Yun Shuqian also held it with both hands. When they stood together with Song Jiamu, there was still some distance between them, and their expressions were reversed.
Very happy too.
This is probably the meaning of the photo. After seeing this photo, the changes in the past two months were immediately clear. Not only did she become a fat year every year, she and Song Jiamu hugged each other without shame.
"Song Jiamu, please send me all the photos you just took later." Yun Shuqian said with satisfaction.
"See how good I am to you. I will be the first to share good things with you." Song Jiamu said, asking for credit.
"In that case, then share all your favorite things with me."
"this is not OK."
"Hmph! You just said you would share all the good things with me, Song Jiamu, did you expose your weakness so quickly?"
"You are my favorite. How can I share you with you? Of course, if you are willing, maybe you can give it a try tonight..."
"roll."
Coaxed by his sweet words, Yun Shuqian felt happy.
She likes to hear him shamelessly say in her ear that he likes her, loves her, and wants to have children with her. This will make her feel more clearly that the pure friendship between the two has deteriorated, and will make her distrustful of her.
I feel more confident about being with him for a lifetime. After all, a lifetime is so long, and friendship alone is not that powerful.
The two of them came to the kitchen together and started making rice dumplings.
Yun Shuqian washed her hands, put them into the basin and mixed them with the seasoned glutinous rice. Today she made salty rice dumplings.
"How do you pack this?"
Song Jiamu twisted a rice dumpling leaf and looked at it.
Yun Shuqian patted his hand away: "Have you washed your hands? I just washed the rice dumpling leaves."
Song Jiamu went to wash his hands and saw her mobile phone on the kitchen counter playing a tutorial on how to make rice dumplings.
"Can you learn it just by watching the video?"
"What's so difficult about this?"
"You have a strong learning ability."
"That is."
Thanks to the development of the modern era, she has learned everything she cannot do through Sosou Video. In the past, the concept of how to create a family was only at the level of consciousness. It was not until she watched the video that it felt like a new world had opened up.
door.
I still remember that night, Yun Shuqian was lying on the bed in shame, learning how to pose and make sounds, her mood was half expectant and half uneasy.
Of course, this is not because of her high consciousness. After all, girls have been fighting against abominable physiological phenomena since puberty. The distance between reality and concept is not something that those who have watched videos or
The picture can only be compared to the boys who excitedly consume tissues.
She didn't know when the actual experience would come. The reserved girl just hoped that it wouldn't be too painful or too scary. She hoped that everything would go smoothly and that it would be over in two or three minutes.
"Yun Shuqian, why do you look a little blushing?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
A girl's thinking is so fast. Of course, there are preconditions. After all, she is alone at home with him for two days. Now she is talking about video learning and so on. She can't be blamed for this.
"You, don't stand so close to me, it's so hot." Yun Shuqian found a reason to blame Song Jiamu.
Song Jiamu went to the living room and brought the fan in.
Although it was her first time making rice dumplings, Yun Shuqian still showed her dexterity. She followed the movements taught in the video with her small hands, folding the rice dumpling leaves into a funnel shape, then adding the glutinous rice and various ingredients, and then folding the rice dumpling leaves.
Wrap it, pick up a thin cotton rope that has been cut, tie it and tie it, and a triangular rice dumpling with a not particularly standard shape is ready.
Song Jiamu was stunned. Looking at her dexterous little hands, he felt that there was nothing she couldn't do.
Gradually, Yun Shuqian figured out the skills and wrapped the rice dumplings quickly and beautifully. She thought Song Jiamu was in the way and asked him to boil water in a pot.
There were not many rice dumplings, only a dozen or so. Yun Shuqian quickly wrapped the rice dumplings by herself.
Song Jiamu didn't add much water, Yun Shuqian put the rice dumplings into the pot, added some more water to cover the rice dumplings, covered the pot and cooked it for two and a half hours.
Using a pressure cooker can make it faster, but the rice dumplings cooked in a pressure cooker don't taste that good.
It was already 8:40, and while they were cooking rice dumplings, the two of them started coding.
Song Jiamu moved a table and placed it in the living room near the balcony door. The two turned on the computer and sat facing each other, with their legs crossed under the table and touching each other.
The house was quiet except for the gurgling sound of water boiling in the kitchen pot and the clicking sounds of keyboards.
Nian Nian also jumped on the table and lay down next to the two computers to sleep. The tip of his fluffy tail twisted like a small insect, looking very comfortable.
The weather has been rainy these past few days. The sun just came out for a short while, and now it starts to rain again.
The world becomes even quieter after the rain. With Song Jiamu and Nian Nian by her side, Yun Shuqian doesn't feel lonely. Occasionally when she stops typing to think about the plot, she will look outside the balcony and watch
Yufa was in a daze, and Song Jiamu looked at her.
The two looked at each other, and the little cat opened its eyes. It changed its position and rested its head on the girl's arm.
The keyboard sound continues to sound.
After it was put on the shelves on the 1st, at 0:00 on the 2nd, the first order results of the two people also came out. Song Jiamu’s collection of 48,000, the first order was more than 4,400, and Yun Shuqian’s collection of 39,000, the first order was 3,000.
More than nine hundred.
From the perspective of subscription ratio, Yun Shuqian's results are better than Song Jiamu's, reaching ten to one. This is also related to the subject matter. The Dragon Girl she wrote is about daily love, and the reader stickiness is relatively higher.
But the upper limit of the subject matter is not high. From a long-term perspective, the potential of Song Jiamu's Blood Tribe is still greater.
Because it is still in the highly recommended position, the results are still rising in the two days since it was put on the shelves, which also gave the two of them a lot of motivation.
Although there is no shortage of money, who can struggle with money? Being able to make money through your own hobbies is inherently a happy thing.
When the rice dumplings were cooked, Song Jiamu turned off the heat, took the rice dumplings out and let them cool.
Lunch was enough. Yun Shuqian took some meat and vegetables from the refrigerator, cooked two bowls of noodles, and ate one rice dumpling each, which made her full.
“Do you want to take a nap in your room or on the couch?”
"sofa!"
When it comes to taking a nap, Yun Shuqian likes to sleep on the sofa. It's always hard to fall asleep on the bed, and she gets sleepier and sleepier after falling asleep.
The sofa in Song Jiamu's house was also very large. He took out all the pillows on the couch and placed them on the single sofa, and Yun Shuqian sat down on the sofa.
Song Jiamu turned on the air conditioner in the living room, went back to the room and took out a blanket and pillow.
"How do you want to sleep?"
"Can I sleep on your lap?"
"sure!"
Song Jiamu sat down generously and patted his thigh. Then Yun Shuqian lay down on the sofa with his head resting on his thigh.
He was wearing shorts, and her soft hair was scattered on the skin of his thighs, tickling.
After she lay down, the girl's frontal body was clearly visible, from her neck to her collarbone, to her slightly bulging green curves, to her flat belly. She also felt that sleeping like this was not very solid, so she bent her knees.
.
She turned sideways, instead of lying flat, and turned her face to Song Jiamu's arms.
Until she saw Song Jiamu's pants moving, the reserved girl couldn't hold herself any longer.
"I don't want to sleep like this anymore!"
She climbed up, and Song Jiamu pulled the pillow into his arms slightly embarrassed.
"Then can I sleep on your lap?"
"roll."
Song Jiamu sat, and Yun Shuqian sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. She felt that sleeping like this was not comfortable enough, so she continued to change positions.
The two of them changed several sleeping positions, and finally lay down on the sofa together.
Although the sofa is quite large, it is still much narrower than the bed.
Yun Shuqian was lying on the inside of the sofa, and Song Jiamu was lying on the outside of the sofa. The narrow sofa was not enough for the two of them to lie flat on their backs, so they both lay on their sides facing each other.
Not to mention, lying on the sofa facing each other, and then lying on the same pillow together, the distance between each other becomes so close.
"Yun Shuqian, hug me."
Song Jiamu put his face close to hers, their foreheads touched and their noses touched. When he spoke, his hot and moist breath blew on her face.
"don't want."
Yun Shu lightly hummed and closed her eyes.
Song Jiamu took her hand out from between the two of them and put it on his waist.
Yun Shuqian, who just said he didn't want it, immediately put her arms around his waist.
Both of them were wearing shorts, and the four legs on the sofa were entangled together. The bottom one was Song Jiamu's leg. The four legs were crossed and stacked together. From bottom to top, it was the posture of "Song Yun Song Yun", because Yun
Chongchong's legs must be on top, so the little white leg on top is hers.
Song Jiamu pulled up the blanket and covered the two people's white intertwined legs. With the blanket's cover, the legs were entangled with each other in an invisible place, and the sense of charm and ambiguity became even stronger.
Yun Shuqian took a comfortable breath and buried her face into his chest.
Song Jiamu put his hand on the back of her waist, hugged her tightly and leaned into his arms.
The girl's legs and waist are like mandala in summer, flamboyant and beautiful, but to the boy, they are fatal poison, and they will have to pay for it all their lives.
The nest on the sofa was occupied by the two of them, so the little cat had no choice but to jump on the back of the sofa to sleep. Its big fluffy tail hung down along the back of the sofa, swinging gently like a pendulum.
Song Jiamu buried his head and deeply smelled the fragrance on the girl's neck.
"The clouds are sparse and shallow."
"Um."
Yun Shuqian made a sound almost like a whisper from her young throat. Her hands grabbed his back and hugged him tightly.
"Yun Shuqian, I like you."
"Song Jiamu, I like you too."
After saying this, her pretty face turned even redder, and she took the initiative to raise her chin and offer her softness.
Her lips have a unique texture, as soft as petals stained with water drops after the rain, thin, soft, and with a sweet milky fragrance.
Only Song Jiamu can raise her body temperature by 0.2 degrees Celsius.
The curtains in the living room have been drawn, but you can vaguely hear the sound of rain outside the window. Occasionally, the wind blows the curtains, so the light and shadow in the living room in the afternoon are intertwined.
"How about we sleep like this tonight."
Song Jiamu said, stretching out his fingers to help her tidy up her hair that was messed up by his kiss.
"It's a beautiful thought."
"Why can we hold her like this and cover her with a quilt like this when we take a nap, but not at night?"
"Because it's nap time."
Yun Shuqian explained.
After all, you can't do that during the day, so taking a nap is very safe, but not at night, which is too dangerous.
Even though she likes the feeling of being hugged by Song Jiamu, and likes all parts of his body to be in contact with her, whenever he puts his lips to hers, it's like there are so many tiny fireworks in her mind.
Just like blooming.
"When I can earn half a million a year, I will tell your father to marry you to me."
"Then, what do you mean, you won't marry me if you can't make half a million? Or do you think making half a million a year is as easy as marrying me?"
After saying that, Yun Shuqian felt that this description seemed not reserved enough, so he changed the order of the words: "Or do you think marrying me is as easy as earning half a million a year?"
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"You can't go back on your word once you say it, do you know that?"
"I know."
Song Jiamu hugged her tightly and spoke into her ear with his hot breath: "I want to hug you on the sofa forever, hold your waist, lift your clothes, and kiss your spine.
, kissing from neck to tailbone one by one, I want to bury my head in your collarbone and breathe in, I want to see you blush, I want to hear you breathing in my ear, I want to hear you say that you like me too, Yun Shu
shallow."
His rogue words, with her name in them, penetrated into her ears.
‘Kiss from the neck to the tail bone one by one...um——!'
The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she desperately buried her face into his chest, and tightened her legs to tightly wrap around his legs.
"I'm shy!"
Yun Shuqian admitted for the first time that she was shy. She rubbed her nose against Song Jiamu's neck, and she couldn't hide her little face. She simply pressed Song Jiamu to lie down on his back, and then she climbed on top of him, just like that, she kept her body temperature
Her body, which had already risen by 0.2 degrees Celsius, was pressed tightly into his arms.
"When you said that, I was very happy and wanted to reward you, so you can sleep with me like this this afternoon..."
Yun Shuqian whispered, smelling his scent, feeling his heartbeat, lying in his solid and warm embrace, and rubbing comfortably.
Without the barrier of the quilt, of course you can feel more than that.
She didn't care anyway, and just lay face-up on him, her hair spread down, covering her face, and she buried her head in his neck like an ostrich.
She took his hand and put it on the back of her waist, asking him to hold her tight.
Song Jiamu's toes tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and his hands involuntarily held her tightly, wondering whether this was a reward or a punishment.
"Will you come out..."
"Don't move."
Song Jiamu sighed and said in her ear: "Yun Shuqian, let's not insult each other like this in the future. Be gentlemen and ladies and do elegant things."
"Something elegant?"
"When I finish typing in the afternoon, we'll go have steak and I'll take you swimming."
"good."
Yun Shuqian moved maliciously, and Song Jiamu's face instantly turned red, and he looked at her as if begging for mercy.
"Squash you, you damn gangster."
The girl finally calmed down and fell asleep quickly lying on top of him.
The rain outside the window was pouring in the afternoon, and the cat on the back of the sofa yawned.