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Chapter 8 We slept together a long time ago

"Dad, I really can't eat anymore..."

"You are still growing, eat more."

Song Jiamu had a grimace on his face. He's already a freshman, but he's still growing?

With the concerted efforts of father and son, they finally got through this dark dinner time.

During this period, Song Jiamu thought more than once, how about finding an excuse to deliver dishes to Yun Shuqian next door.

It's a pity that she didn't have the chance to eat such delicious food.

After dinner, Li Yuan asked Song Jiamu to clean up and wash the dishes, and she and Lao Song went out for a walk together.

This is what Li Yuan has always thought. Song Jiamu needs someone to take care of him. If no one takes care of him, he will be lazier than the donkeys in the production team. He can hide in a haystack and never come out to grind flour for the rest of his life.

of.

But the old mother can't control him for the rest of her life. It would be a wonderful thing if she could have a daughter-in-law who could cure him.



After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Song Jiamu lay down weakly on the sofa. He was really exhausted. He mainly drank water, otherwise it would be too salty.

Looking around at home, the three-bedroom and two-living room was renovated just a few years ago. On the 23rd floor of Huabanli Community, you can see the beautiful night view of southern Jiangsu from the balcony.

My mother is a junior high school teacher, my father is the director of an Internet company, and he is a freshman at Soochow University. My family's conditions can be considered well-off and comfortable.

Yun Shuqian's family next door is also in good condition.

It's just that compared to his family, it seems a little deserted. Her parents run a company, and it's common for them to go on business trips for entertainment, so they often leave her alone at home.

In the past, when Yun Shuqian was young, her parents would occasionally ask his family to help take care of her.

When he was a child, he had a very good relationship with Yun Shuqian. Almost every day after school, either Yun Shuqian would come to his house to play, or Song Jiamu would go to her house to play, playing puzzles and watching cartoons together.

You may not believe it, but Song Jiamu slept with a girl when he was six years old.

Yun Shuqian is very dishonest when sleeping. She should be better now that she has grown up, right?

After going back and forth, the two families became very familiar with each other.

In today's environment where many people don't even know who their neighbors are, his family has a very good relationship with Yun Shuqian's family. During major festivals every year, Yun Shuqian's parents come to visit and give gifts.

Later, when Yun Shuqian grew up, she could cook and take care of herself. She no longer admired Song Jiamu like she did when she was a child, because she could stack the blocks so high. Her favorite cartoons also changed, and she gradually became more independent.

He plays less often.

Girls are more precocious, while boys are more dull-witted. Their developmental cycles during puberty have deviated. The two people who could have slept on the same bed together have also developed an unknown gap. They no longer talk about everything as they did before, and their classmates make fun of them.

She and Song Jiamu were a young couple, but the two stubborn brats became estranged and became a pair of enemies.

That's right, I haven't finished my introductory homework yet.

Song Jiamu had no choice but to get up and go back to his room to turn on the computer and make up for his homework. Otherwise, if he didn't hand it in tomorrow Monday, that guy Yun Shuqian would definitely punish him again.

As for the fact that Yun Shuqian tried every means to cause trouble for him all day long, Song Jiamu attributed it to her being free.

Isn't it said that women are more magical creatures than cats, and each age group is different? You must not let her be too idle. As soon as she is idle, then you will not be idle.

They will feel annoyed if they have big breasts, they will feel annoyed if they have small breasts, they will feel annoyed if their aunt is not here, and they will feel annoyed if their aunt comes. They will feel annoyed if they don't wash their hair, and they will feel annoyed if they wash their hair. They will feel annoyed if they have a partner, but they will feel annoyed if they don't.

It will also feel annoying...

Therefore, Song Jiamu speculated with the greatest malice and came to the conclusion that Yun Shuqian must have come to visit his aunt today. It seemed that she felt uncomfortable if she didn't punish him every day.

Extremely abominable!

God please send a warrior down to take away her aunt!



It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I finished my homework.

Today's novel has not been updated. I wanted to delete the request for leave and update a chapter, but I will keep it now. Anyway, I have already been scolded by readers. If I don't ask for it, I will suffer a loss.

Writing books was one of the few hobbies that made him tired.

Looking at the whole life, it is obviously very tiring, but there are not many things that are enjoyable.

I met Zhaidai on a forum two years ago. At that time, Song Jiamu and she were both newbies to the Internet and we met to write articles together.

As of today, the two of them have written about ten eunuch books combined, but the books currently being serialized by each other should all have good results this time.

He and Zhidai were both novices, and their relationship gradually accumulated while communicating and writing articles. They encouraged each other and had the same hobbies and dreams. Song Jiamu also admired this girl he had never met before.

Of course, the current results can only be considered a success. It has exceeded 1,000 orders, but is still less than 1,500. It is still a long way from being a high-quality product.

Browsing through the book review section, there were usually only a few comments. After he asked for leave, there were a few more messages. Sure enough, they were all divers.

It is estimated that if a eunuch statement was issued, more people would be blown up.

Song Jiamu quickly put away this dangerous idea. When he looked at the books on the bookshelf, he found that her leave request note had been deleted and a chapter had been updated.

Damn it, we agreed to be pigeons together??

Song Jiamu did the math, didn't he get beaten twice by her today?

Why does this depressing feeling feel so familiar...

After opening QQ and clicking on the pinned Zedai, Song Jiamu thought for a moment, sat up straight, straightened his hair in the mirror, found a background, and made a video call to her.

It's the first time.

His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

We originally made an appointment to meet, but now we haven’t met, so it wouldn’t be too much to do a video together, right?



Yun Shuqian was at home, but all the lights in the house were turned on.

She looks pretty bold, but it's just like her breasts.

The most annoying thing is that when I was watching videos at night, I came across the commentary of a scary video. I was so scared that I wanted to watch it again, so I had to pull up the comment section to block half of the video, tighten my feet outside the quilt, and half of my face was exposed.

He hid behind the quilt and held his cell phone far away.

Both parents were on a business trip this week, so Yun Shuqian cooked her own meals at night. She cooked all the meals at noon. It was not easy to cook for one person, so when she ate by herself, she would cook two meals at a time.

After dinner, I updated a chapter and went to take a shower.

Since I had already washed my hair when I went out in the afternoon, taking a shower in the evening was a bit faster, and it only took half an hour.

As we all know, if a girl goes out to wash her hair, it must be a big deal.

It's a pity that washing my hair was in vain, oh no, the fact that the paper and pen were the nuisance Song Jiamu would make Yun Shuqian much more speechless than washing my hair a hundred times.

The little girl was hanging her clothes to dry, thinking about a video she had just watched about a scary phone call. When she was alone at home, the more she was afraid of something, the easier it would be to catch it.

When she heard the ringtone, she was startled at first. She didn't realize whose phone was ringing for the first time. After all, the ringtone for QQ calls was different.

As if facing a formidable enemy, Yun Shuqian took a clothes hanger to look for the source of the sound, only to find the lighted screen of his mobile phone.

[Paper and pen request for video call]

Song Jiamu, you are going to die!

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