Yun Shuqian called his name, and her little hands were already covering his chest. He was not wearing any shirt, and her fingertips touched his skin, bringing the most realistic experience.

"Um?"

"I, can I hold you to sleep like this tonight..."

"sure."

"Are we really not dreaming?"

"My heart is beating."

Song Jiamu spoke softly and put her hand on his beating heart: "We are so good now. Sometimes I feel like I am dreaming. I often wonder if we had always been so good back then.

We've been together for a long time? But then I figured it out. It was during those days that I knew what I really wanted and what was precious to me."

"Since I reconciled with you, every day of my life has been filled with Rourou's happiness. Only then have I realized that my heart is not empty. There will be an echo in every word you say. Those who are happy when I am with you

, the sweet moment is the proof that I have encountered love, and the moment when I am truly moved."

"I like your true self. You will have a little temper, smile regardless of your appearance, hit me when you are happy, and hit me when you are angry. But I just like to be hit by you. I think there is no one more suitable than the two of us.

Already."

"If you miss me, just come to me. Don't worry about whether I'm sleeping or eating, or whether I'm disturbing you. I just hope you will pester me every day like before, pester me to chat with me, and ask me where I've been every day.

Yeah, what are you doing, what are you eating, tell me everything, I like being clung to you..."

He spoke softly as if talking to himself. In the dim room, Yun Shuqian could hear every word extremely clearly.

She felt so uncomfortable, her heartbeat was so fast, so excited, so happy, she was holding her breath, the love in her heart seemed to burst her, and she was going to die.

"Stop talking, stop talking..." she begged.

"I'm going to say it."

Yun Shuqian hummed, hugging him tighter, rubbing and entwining him behind his back.

But this can't alleviate the pain of the explosion of love at all.

Until she held him down, in Song Jiamu's dull eyes——

The girl leaned down and sucked his lips...

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Chapter completed!