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.
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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.
The mother and daughter were probably on the phone for an hour and a half, talking on the phone until their ears were burning.
It started at nine o'clock and lasted until half past ten, when Yun Shuqian's door finally opened.
Before Song Jiamu could say anything, the girl excitedly held her cell phone and threw herself into his arms.
Song Jiamu held her thighs. She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask her. She raised her chin, and he lowered his head. He just carried her out and rolled onto the sofa again, losing his clothes.
One place...
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Small noodle shop downstairs.
Song Jiamu was devouring the noodles, while Yun Shuqian held her face with her small hands and looked at him softly. Their legs were crossing and touching each other under the table as usual.
"Hey, I'll give you this fried egg."
Yun Shuqian gave him the fried eggs and then the slices of beef.
Song Jiamu refused to accept anyone who came, and he burped with satisfaction after eating.
"So your mother means that we agree to be together?"
"uh-huh."
After hearing what she said, the big stone in Song Jiamu's heart finally fell.
Although he could tell that Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu liked him very much, after all, until the elders didn't confirm it out loud, he still felt uneasy inside.
"When will uncle and aunt return to China?"
"Early next month!"
"Yun Shuqian, let's get engaged when they come back."
"Have you thought about it?"
"I told you that after this summer, we will get engaged."
"Then before we get engaged, we can't stay like this for the past two days."
Yun Shuqian pouted and said, she was fine, but she felt a little uncomfortable walking. Looking at Song Jiamu, she looked a little haggard, and she was a little shaky when she walked.
The key is……
She blushed and kicked Song Jiamu angrily: "Did you know that uncle and aunt came back?"
"What?"
Song Jiamu was stunned and asked curiously: "My father and mother came back? When?"
"Who knows when? Didn't you see when you went home to change clothes that the quilt hanging on the balcony was put away that day?"
"...Yun Shuqian, we must get married."
"You can't even get the certificate."
"Relationships are not maintained by that piece of paper, wife, are you right?"
"Husband, you are right, go and pay the bill."
"The money is with you!"
…
Now that the matter has been discussed, Song Jiamu, as a man, has no reason to let Yun Shuqian just tell her mother. In the afternoon, he called Xu Ying and took the initiative to tell Yun Shuqian that he had
Shallow things.
On the other end of the phone, Aunt Xu looked quite happy. Of course, the elder was still relatively reserved after all, showing that she supported him and Yun Shuqian's affairs, and also benefited them both.
After experiencing the inability to get through on the phone last night, and thinking that the old Song couple next door had moved to a new house, Xu Ying could roughly guess what was going on with her daughter and Song Jiamu.
To be honest, I was quite shocked, but the couple's concepts are not rigid. Once the emotional foundation is established, it will be natural.
The two families are very close. Since they took the initiative to bring it up, there is no need to hide it. Instead, the parents of the two families hope that they can settle the matter as soon as possible and calm down as soon as possible. After they make up their mind,
Everything is easy to say.
That night, Lao Yun and Lao Song talked on the phone. I don't know what they talked about. In short, both parties were very happy.
Friends who have been fishing together for more than ten years are actually going to become in-laws. This feeling... is really amazing.
…
Of course, although the matter of being together had been discussed, the banquet had not been held yet, and Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian did not dare to live in each other's house openly.
But since the elders are away, it has become normal to stay overnight or something.
Summer vacation has just begun!
According to the previous plan, Yun Shuqian went to Song Jiamu's house during the day. The two of them coded, cooked, and ate watermelon together. After eating the watermelon, they lay on the sofa and took a nap without shame. At night, they still did it every day.
Go learn to swim.
After more than a month of study, Yun Shuqian can already swim. The girl's graceful figure looks like a mermaid in the water. Although her movements are not standard, it is still pleasing to the eye.
Song Jiamu was waiting for her on the other side.
"Use your thighs to drive your calves, exhale slowly in the water, turn your head and open your mouth and inhale quickly."
"I...poof...know!"
"Don't talk when you're swimming! Raise your elbows! Hey, you're swimming too far! This way!"
There was a splashing sound, and Song Jiamu jumped into the water and caught her running away.
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The girl smiled coquettishly and splashed water on him, and he held her tightly around the waist. Although she was in the water, she didn't want to use any strength after he caught her.
"You want to run? No way!"
"Idiot Song Jiamu!"
"Call me husband."
"not called!"
"Oh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined."
Song Jiamu tickled her hard with both hands. The two of them were soaking in the water of the swimming pool. She was hugged by him, giggling and trying to break away from his hand. A pair of long legs as beautiful as bamboo shoots were swinging in the water, and her
The little hands grabbed his arm, but they couldn't get away.
"Husband, husband!"
…
Every day when I wake up, I see her first.
In the summer when he turned twenty and entered a new stage of life, Yun Shuqian was compatible with the youthfulness and charming style of a girl.
Her hair bloomed on the pillow and fell on Song Jiamu's arms and neck.
When he wakes up, she also wakes up. Whenever this happens, she will crawl on top of him and take a deep breath into his neck comfortably.
"Song Jiamu."
"Um?"
"hold me."
"Is this okay?"
"Hug me harder."
It was a little difficult to breathe, but Yun Shuqian was content.
"Then tell me—"
She started, and Song Jiamu easily continued the second half: "Yun Shuqian, I love you, I want you."
The soft hair, delicate nose, smooth back, slender waist, and her graceful leg lines under the quilt were like an eel that could not be trapped, rubbing and entangled around his waist softly and smoothly.
The two listened to each other's breathing and felt the close heartbeat.
On this sunny summer morning, use all your senses to experience everything that is close to each other, and then put these feelings on the top of your heart to condense the taste of love and sweetness.
At a certain moment, Yun Shuqian buried her face deeper in his neck and couldn't help but bite his shoulder.
The girl's soft voice melts into the vast clear summer sky...
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(It will be finished tomorrow, thank you all for your company over the past four months~)