On July 12th, Song Jiamu's long-awaited world for two is about to begin.
After eating at noon, Li Yuan and Song Chi began to pack their luggage and planned to move to a new house.
"Mom, do you want to take all these quilts with you?"
Song Jiamu diligently helped to pack things, which made the old mother hesitate to speak and hesitate to speak.
"I bought a new quilt over there. What are you doing moving it? Sometimes I need to use it when I come back to live on weekends."
"Is it such a waste of money?" Song Jiamu criticized.
"...Don't think that Mom doesn't know what you, a brat, are thinking. Mom told you to let you live on your own because she wants you to practice how to live. Don't think that you can do whatever you want now that no one is taking care of you. I
I'll come back to check from time to time, but don't let me catch anything."
"I definitely didn't think so!"
"Learn more from Qianqian. This little girl lives alone and can keep her home in order. She knows how to cook and loves to be clean."
Song Jiamu listened and tentatively smiled and said, "Mom, what do you think if I take her to live with us?"
"Do you have what it takes?"
"Your son is very capable."
Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone, opened the received text message and showed it to her: "Did you see that my royalties for last month arrived today, almost 40,000 yuan!"
"It's true. Be careful of being deceived..." Li Yuan looked at the text message and was a little surprised. It was actually half of Lao Song's salary.
"It's all in my account, and I can still be cheated. Those great masters at the top of other people's rankings earn tens of millions in royalties a month."
Li Yuan was stunned, feeling as if her son had suddenly grown up. She glanced at the numbers seemingly casually, but she was still very happy for him in her heart.
"Then you should work harder. Mom doesn't care how much money you can make. Your father and I will have retirement pay when we get old. As long as you can live a good life, it's not easy to make money. If you save it, don't spend it randomly.
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"But I already placed an order last night to buy some clothes for you and a pair of leather shoes for Dad."
Song Jiamu chuckled and showed Li Yuan the clothes and shoes he ordered.
Li Yuan couldn't help but come over and take a look, saying, 'Your dad and I are not short of clothes, why buy this?', but she couldn't hide the happy smile on her lips and between her eyebrows.
"Mom, don't hold back your laughter. Just have fun when you want. Come and praise your son!"
"Come on, who did you learn this shamelessness from? Take these sheets and sheets to the washing machine, wash them, and hang them on the balcony. When they are dry, be sure to take them in, fold them, and put them in my cupboard."
Li Yuan took off the quilt cover and sheets from the bed and stuffed them into Song Jiamu's arms. She put the quilt and pillow core away in the cabinet to prevent them from getting dusty.
After all, I just moved to a new house, not a complete move, and there weren’t many things to sort out. I thought so, but when I actually sorted it out, I found that there were quite a lot of things, mainly some clothes.
Supplies, various documents in the drawer, some documents of Lao Song, etc., as well as a lot of his fishing stuff.
Because I had to move things, the door to my house was left open. A pretty girl appeared at the door. She curiously poked her head inside, then walked in with the cat in her arms.
"Auntie, are you moving there now..."
"Eh? Qianqian is here! That's right, I moved it here while I have free time today. There is also watermelon in the refrigerator, go get it to eat."
Li Yuan, who was packing her things, looked back and saw that it was Yun Shuqian. She immediately smiled, put down the things in her hands, and was about to get her a watermelon to eat.
"It's okay, it's okay, aunt, let me help you."
"That's okay!"
Li Yuan was not polite either.
Compared to Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian was much more careful and skillful. He took out the clothes that Li Yuan had piled on the bed, folded them neatly one by one, and put them in the suitcase.
The two of them were cleaning up and chatting, just talking about common things. Li Yuan asked her to supervise Song Jiamu more and ask him not to mess around, or asked her to teach Song Jiamu how to cook, and then praised her delicious cooking.
, saying that whoever marries her in the future will be lucky, which makes the girl feel guilty and embarrassed.
"That house is pretty good. It's bigger than here, 150 square meters. The community environment is also good. There is a junior high school and elementary school next door."
Li Yuan talked to Yun Shuqian, and then lowered her voice: "Your Uncle Song and I wanted to leave that house to Jiamu. When he gets married and we move back, he and his wife will move in."
If he goes to live there, we won’t live with him either. Auntie told you secretly, Qianqian, don’t tell him.”
"Uh-huh……"
"Are you free, Qianqian? Why don't you come with us to see the house later?"
"Eh? Okay..."
"It's very close! Even if you live there in the future, you won't get used to it."
"ah?"
"Oh, what Auntie means is that when you have time, you can come and live with Jiamu."
After everything was packed up, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian helped take it down together.
There were several suitcases, and even one car couldn't fit in them. Yun Shuqian took her car key and asked Song Jiamu to drive another car. The little cat also went with her to see what was going on, and sat in Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian's car.
car.
The new house is indeed very close, right next to No. 4 Middle School, only a ten-minute drive away.
The environment of the community is very good, there are many children's recreational facilities, and the kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school are not far away. It is a good house for weddings.
The family moved their things upstairs together, opened the door, and a brand new house appeared in front of them.
The furniture is all new, and the decoration is very beautiful and grand. It has four bedrooms, two living rooms, a large kitchen, and a large balcony. Looking to the east, you can still see your own community.
"Wow!"
"Qianqian, what do you think of this house?"
"very beautiful!"
"Mom, Dad, how long have you been hiding this house from me? Then I will do it myself!"
Song Jiamu also looked at the room in amazement. Together with Yun Shuqian and Nian Nian, he opened each door and looked into the room.
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It is still afternoon, Song Jiamu is cleaning up the new house with his father, Li Yuan and Yun Shuqian go to the market to buy vegetables, and the family has a meal here together in the evening, which is the first time they open the new house.
After dinner, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were also ready to go back. To be honest, although the new house is nice, they still feel that their old home is more fragrant. After all, they grew up there and have deeper feelings for it.
of.
"The sheets on the balcony are dried, remember to put them away when you go back, and..."
Li Yuan started nagging again, Song Jiamu listened honestly, then lowered his hand and took Yun Shuqian's hand.
The movement was natural, but the moment the two held their little hands together, each other's heartbeats couldn't help but speed up.
Yun Shuqian's little face started to turn red, and she felt shy for a moment, but Song Jiamu held her hand tighter.
Li Yuan was still talking, but as she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and she looked at the hands held together by the two young people in front of her.
After the old mother's voice stopped, the air was quiet for five seconds.
Song Jiamu's voice rang out, with a smile on his lips. In contrast to his usual playful playfulness, he firmly grasped Yun Shuqian's little hand and raised the hands they were holding.
"Dad, Mom, let me tell you something."
"Yun Shuqian and I are together. We are in love. I like her and she likes me."
In such a short period of time, Yun Shuqian's face turned red into a small tomato. She lowered her head and looked at her toes. Her heartbeat was so fast that it was stuck in her throat. She allowed Song Jiamu to show off the hand held by the two of them.
hand.
The confession came so suddenly. Even though they had known it for a long time, the old parents still felt a little unreal at this moment, as if their son suddenly grew up and said that he was in love and was with the girl they liked the most and were most satisfied with.
"Qianqian, is it true?" Li Yuan asked the girl next to him softly.
"Yes." Yun Shuqian nodded vigorously. The person in front of her was an elder who had watched her grow up and was her junior high school teacher.
"Jiamu, are you serious?" Li Yuan looked at the son in front of her who was a whole head taller than her.
The earnestness in Song Jiamu's eyes was something the old mother had never seen before.
"I'm serious, Mom, Dad, I like Yun Shuqian, I love her, and I want to marry her. My liking for her is not just for sex, nor is it impulsive. It's the feeling after getting along day and night. In another ten years, two
Ten years later, if you ask me again, I will still say that I like her, I love her, and I want to be with her forever."
Song Jiamu didn't tell Yun Shuqian what he was going to confess today. He originally thought that his confidence was that at the age of twenty, he received a monthly fee of 40,000 yuan, but at the moment when he confessed, he
Only then did he realize that his confidence had nothing to do with these external objects. His feelings for Yun Shuqian were his greatest confidence.
He looked seriously into his mother's eyes. He wanted to say many, many things. He even wanted to open up his heart to Yun Shuqian and show his parents his seriousness and determination. Strong emotions accumulated in his heart, but he just said a word.
She couldn't say anything smart, she just repeated 'I like her and want to be with her forever' over and over again.
Li Yuan and Song Chi nodded and kept nodding. Just like Song Jiamu, they wanted to say so much that they didn't even know what to say.
"Mom supports it."
"Dad also supports it."
After the old parents said to Song Jiamu, they looked at the shy and uneasy Yun Shuqian.
"Qianqian, auntie supports you."
"Qianqian, uncle supports you."
Yun Shuqian's nose felt sore inexplicably, as if she was dreaming.
"Uncle and aunt, I like Song Jiamu, I like him very much..."
"We also like Qianqian very much. It would be nice to be together. Auntie is so happy that she doesn't even know what to say!"
The girl in front of her suddenly had an additional identity, and the old mother suddenly became at a loss. She wanted to laugh loudly, but she was afraid of scaring Qian Qian, and was afraid that she would think she was in the tiger's mouth. She wanted to be serious, but was afraid of Qian Qian.
I misunderstood that they didn't support me, and for a while, I didn't even know how to put on my expression.
He was about to go back, but Song Jiamu's confession disturbed everyone present, including the cat.
Li Yuan took her precious daughter to the room and closed the door. The two women didn't know what to talk about in the room.
Song Chi also sat down on the sofa with Song Jiamu. The old father made him tea and said something about treating him as a man instead of a child.
It wasn't until about ten o'clock in the evening that Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were holding the cat and preparing to go back.
"Mom and Dad, let's go then." Song Jiamu held Yun Shuqian's hand.
"Pay attention to safety and go back."
"Goodbye, uncle and aunt..."
The blush on Yun Shuqian's face did not fade all night, so Song Jiamu led her and hugged the cat out of the house together.
Under the eyes of the old parents behind him, he leaned down and kissed her pinky little face.
The reserved girl walked shyly in small steps until she entered the elevator, then she hit him.
"Now that I have told my parents, when do you plan to tell your parents? How about I go and tell them?"
"I, I said it myself! Song Jiamu, give me some courage."
"How to give?"
When I got home, the door was closed.
Before the lights in the room were turned on, the two couldn't wait to kiss each other on the porch.
That kind of force, that kind of craziness, as if he wanted to release all the tension and anxiety he just felt.
From the entrance to her room, and then onto the bed, Song Jiamu was on top of her, and she stretched out her arms, took off his T-shirt, and wrapped it around his neck.
Song Jiamu pulled up the hem of her T-shirt and touched her smooth, cream-like skin. She raised her arm and motioned for him to take it off directly.
There was no time to turn on the light, but the night light in her room was on 24 hours a day. Under the dim light, their clothes were gone, and they hugged each other shamelessly, breathing rapidly.
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"Let's wash it later."
"No, I want to eat you cleanly."
"...Have you thought about it?"
Song Jiamu felt that his throat was so dry that he was about to explode with thirst, and his heartbeat was as fast as a drum. The self-discipline he had exercised in these days made him feel like there was a summer fire in his heart. When his fingertips brushed every inch of her skin, he almost felt
Hard to control.
"You are mine, Song Jiamu, and I want to eat you."
"it's the same."
"Go and put the water in quickly."
"Then wait for me."
The two exchanged breaths, and Song Jiamu reluctantly let go of her and went to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water.
Yun Shuqian got up, took out a brand new white blanket from the cupboard and laid it on the bed. She set both their mobile phones to airplane mode, turned on the air conditioner and adjusted it to the appropriate temperature. She rearranged the pillows and quilts that she had just messed up.
After the bed is laid, come over and hold the little kitten squatting on the bedside table and looking at it.
"Nian Nian, go to the living room and sleep tonight."
"Meow wow?"
Yun Shuqian kissed Nian Nian's head and put it outside. Under the curious eyes of the kitten, she closed the door and locked it.
You said that she has been studying for so long, has watched videos, and has read books, but at this point, she doesn’t know what to do first.
She lay flat on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her delicate body, and put her hand on her heart. Her heartbeat was pounding in a nervous and expectant mood.
When the water in the bathtub was filled, Song Jiamu walked out, pulled away her quilt, and hugged her sideways.
She shyly buried her face deeply into his chest.
The two of them sat in the bathtub, and the water overflowed. She was sandwiched between his legs, her head resting on his chest, and her hands gently stirred the water.
Song Jiamu's kiss fell. He just felt that she was very sweet and wanted to taste her from beginning to end.
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After taking a shower, they came out together. Song Jiamu helped her dry her hair, and the two of them said thoughtful words together to ease their respective tensions.
"Yun Shuqian's one..."
"Do not use it."
At a certain moment, Yun Shuqian turned around and pressed him on the bed...
From his brows and eyes, to kisses inch by inch, and in his red ears, she swore her sovereignty over and over again.
"Yun Shuqian..."
"Song Jiamu, remember, you are mine."
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"Wife."
"What did you call me..."
"I call you wife, Yun Shuqian is my wife."
His voice vibrated her eardrums, and this unique title hit her heart.
"husband……"
"What?"
"Husband! Husband~!"
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The night is getting darker. On July 12th, the clouds are rolling and the moonlight has never been so moving.