It was already bright, but the two people in bed still didn't want to get up.

A soft quilt covered the two of them, and two shoulders with different skin colors were exposed on the side of the quilt. Yun Shuqian lay on top of him and playfully teased his face with her hair.

"Song Jiamu, aren't you going for a run today?"

"Who on earth didn't let me go?"

Song Jiamu said that he was about to get up and go for a run. Yun Shuqian quickly held him down to prevent him from leaving, and continued to use her hair to tease his face.

"I'm very unhappy now!"

"Why? It still hurts?"

Song Jiamu said nervously, lovingly scratching her cute little nose with the back of his finger.

Yun Shuqian shook his head, pouted and said, "Obviously you should be mine, but why do I feel like I am yours now?"

"Isn't it the same? Wife."

As soon as this title came out, Yun Shuqian couldn't bear it. She lay down, and their hearts were closer than ever before. She hugged him and rubbed against him contentedly.

How shameful!

She actually followed this annoying childhood sweetheart Song Jiamu who she grew up with...

Thinking about it felt like a dream, but the blanket draped on the back of the chair nearby and the trash can full of tissues proved that it was not a dream.

She didn't take advantage of others, she gave him the one she loved most in her life.

Thinking back to every detail of last night, Yun Shuqian felt so happy that she went crazy, as if she had given her entire soul to him.

"Husband~"

"here I am."

"Husband~~"

"here I am."

"You pick me up."

Yun Shuqian lay lazily and softly on him. She liked being so close to him. She liked his hands falling on her back, stroking her satin-smooth skin like a cat. His fingertips

Passing through her spine one by one, she made a sound in his ear that even she felt ashamed to hear.

Song Jiamu hugged her and sat up. The quilt slipped from her body. She held his shoulders with her hands and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Yun Shuqian looked at him, at his eyes, at his brow bones, at the bridge of his nose, at his mouth, at his Adam's apple... unscrupulously admiring this man who belonged to her.

The same is true for Song Jiamu. This woman in front of him is his, he loves everything about her, and he is completely controlling her.

"do I look good?"

"It's so beautiful that I will never forget it in my life."

"Only a lifetime."

"If I become the four seasons in my next life, I will be the catkins that make you sneeze in spring, the hot wind passing through your ears in summer, the fallen leaves under your feet in autumn, and the leaves falling from the branches to your shoulders in winter.

snowflake."

"But you are Song Jiamu in this life!"

"Then I have no choice but to be your Song Jiamu, and then love you until your legs become weak."

Yun Shuqian's pretty face was shy, she leaned down, kissed his neck, breathed into his ear, and stirred his earlobes.

"Song Jiamu, I want to hear you love me and you want me again."

"I could say it thousands of times."

"Do you say it every day?"

"Every day, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west."

Song Jiamu leaned close to her ear and said for the first time today: "Yun Shuqian, I love you, I want you."

"How much do you love me?"

"I give you the anxiety, I give you the love words, I give you the sleepless nights, I give you the morning in March, I give you the first bite of the ice cream, I give you my hands, I give you my body temperature, I give you waiting, I give you patience, I give you home,

All my yearnings and the remaining seventy years of my life will be given to you."

Song Jiamu sucked her soft earlobe and said for the second time today: "Yun Shuqian, I love you, I want you."

The girl softened her body and put her arms around his neck. He held her thighs, picked her up, and walked into the bathroom.

…

The love that had been buried for many years was finally completely liberated today.

Starting from last night, the two of them started a new stage of life. Every corner of the house can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the four seasons without leaving the house. This is the most dreamy day.

From the night of July 12th until the morning of July 14th, when I switched my phone to airplane mode and finally turned on the Internet, the two of them were clearly at home, acting like missing persons.

Not a single word has been coded, but that doesn’t matter. I’ve saved the manuscript so I don’t have to panic, and I’ve also set up regular updates.

After the phone is connected to the Internet, messages from WeChat and QQ pop up all at once.

However, this was the first time that Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu were disconnected from the Internet for such a long time, and they didn't even check the clock during this period.

The phone was on standby for two days and the battery was almost drained.

Song Jiamu's side is fine. It's summer vacation and there aren't many people looking for him. Most of them are chats between Aite and his friends in some groups. Zhang Sheng sent him several messages, some with videos and some with pictures.

, someone asked him to play games.

Song Jiamu didn't know what to say. He had no time to play games! He was busy!

His parents didn't send him a message. After all, they had just moved out, so they probably didn't want to disturb him and Yun Shuqian.

After Yun Shuqian's phone connected to the Internet, she became extremely nervous.

"It's over, it's over! My mother sent me a message but I didn't reply!"

The reserved girl was frightened to death, and she punched him with her little fists in shame.

Song Jiamu, who looked slightly haggard, looked at her who was still energetic and hesitated to speak, so he could only ask: "When did Auntie send you the message?"

"It was just last night, and you just called me..."

Yun Shuqian covered her face, thinking that her mother probably thought she was in danger.

【Did you sleep lightly? 】

【Qianqian hasn’t woken up yet?】

[Why are the phones turned off?]

"Then hurry up and reply to Auntie. Fortunately, it won't take long!" Song Jiamu said quickly.

"I'm thinking about what to say later!"

Yun Shuqian still understands her mother, and treats her as a child habitually, but in the eyes of her mother, she is still a child. In the past two days, she and Song Jiamu have done everything an adult can do.

This made her feel terribly guilty.

But it was only a matter of time before he confessed. After these two days, Yun Shuqian also gained confidence...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Picking up the phone, the girl took a deep breath and dialed her mother's number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Qianqian?"

"Yeah, mom~"

"Oh, I'm scared to death. I sent you a message last night but didn't reply. I called you this morning and the phone was turned off. I just finished my work and was about to call Jiamu to ask, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay! Mom, I want to tell you something..."

"What's going on? You sound so nervous. If you have anything, just tell mom."

"Mom...Song Jiamu and I are together."

Although she was on the phone, when she said these words, the reserved girl's face turned red and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

Xu Ying didn't hear clearly and asked with a huff, "Are you with Jiamu now?"

"Well...I want to marry him."

"……ah?"

"Mom, I said I wanted to marry Song Jiamu! We are together! Still, still... I want to marry Song Jiamu!"

Just like when she was a child, Yun Shuqian had never asked for anything from her parents since she was a child. Only this time, she wanted it decisively and could not refuse, so she immediately asked Xu Ying on the other end of the phone.

I was confused.

"Wait a minute... Just ask mom to figure it out. I can't think of it right now."

Song Jiamu on the side was about to interrupt when Yun Shuqian ran into the room with her cell phone and locked the door.

Song Jiamu waited nervously outside the door, feeling as anxious as waiting for the birth of a child outside the delivery room.
To be continued...