"Mom, we are back."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian returned home. As soon as they opened the door, they heard the sound of cooking spatulas in the kitchen.

The house is bright, my father is cooking in an apron, and my mother is carrying a pot of soup outside the kitchen.

"I also said that I was about to call and ask if you were back so soon. What did you buy?"

"I didn't buy anything. I just went shopping after playing ball."

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian changed their shoes together. Because they still came to his house for dinner tonight, Yun Shuqian did not go back and followed Song Jiamu directly to his house.

Looking at the bright lights in the home, smelling the fragrance of rice wafting in the air, and the kitten running over and rubbing at their feet, Yun Shuqian felt more and more familiar with his home.

Yun Shuqian was holding a bag. In the bag were the little rabbits, little ducks and fat bees that Song Jiamu and she had caught together.

"Auntie, look~"

The girl happily showed off the trophy in her hand.

"What a cute doll, Qianqian just bought it?"

"Well...I caught it on the claw machine. We went to the arcade."

"Awesome! Qianqian washed her hands and had dinner, and I asked your uncle to leave a chicken drumstick for you."

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian went to the kitchen to wash their hands together. With their father beside them, they no longer dared to wash their hands as shamelessly as before.

"Jiamu, do you want chicken legs?" Dad asked.

"I don't want it, just cut one for Yun Shuqian to eat." Song Jiamu said.

Yun Shuqian put on gloves, took a big chicken leg and ate it happily. She exercised again in the afternoon. Now it was past seven o'clock in the evening, and she felt very hungry.

There are still some dishes to be fried, my parents stay in the kitchen, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian sit on the sofa together.

"Give me a bite too."

"...Don't you want it?"

"This chicken drumstick is so big, you can't finish it by yourself."

"I've finished eating. I'm so hungry."

"Give me a bite, too."

"You're crazy, uncle and aunt saw you when you turned around!"

"It's okay, they can't see it, give me a bite quickly."

Yun Shuqian looked at the kitchen, then handed the chicken leg to Song Jiamu's mouth, and he quickly took a bite.

"Meow?"

"This is yours every year."

Yun Shuqian tore off a piece of chicken and fed it to Nian Nian.

The little cat was chewing the chicken and pulling open the plastic bag. The three dolls inside rolled out. It raised its little paws and patted them curiously.

"This is Tiantian." Yun Shuqian pointed at Fat Bee and said.

"Meow."

"This is Zhou Zhou." Yun Shuqian pointed at the little duck and said.

"Meow."

"This is Yueyue." Yun Shuqian pointed at the little rabbit and said.

"Meow."

"This is Nian Nian." Yun Shuqian nodded the little cat's head, then rubbed the back of her hand Nian Nian.

"Why do you have such a strange name?" Song Jiamu asked, and then without her parents noticing, he quickly came over and took a bite of the big chicken leg in her hand.

"It's not strange. It's great every day, week, month, month, and year." Yun Shuqian also bit into the chicken leg.

"Are you happy today?"

"snort."

Yun Shuqian ignored him, but her cute little feet swayed.

The chicken legs are so delicious.

The dishes were quickly finished, and their parents came out of the kitchen. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian no longer dared to secretly eat chicken legs together.

Yun Shuqian put the unfinished chicken legs in his bowl and stood up to help serve the rice. Song Jiamu helped serve the soup, and the family sat down to eat naturally.

Occasionally, Song Jiamu would arrogantly serve her food in front of her parents. Whenever this happened, Yun Shuqian would secretly glance at her uncle and aunt nervously, but their expressions were natural, as if they didn't see anything.

, she gradually felt relieved.

Sure enough, I was still too nervous. Maybe in the eyes of my uncle and aunt, this was normal.

Mom and dad turned a blind eye, making these two guys become more and more arrogant.

Yun Shuqian didn't like eating chicken skin, but she didn't want to throw it away, so she secretly put the chicken skin in the bowl into Song Jiamu's bowl and continued eating.

Very good, uncle and aunt didn't react at all, it seems this is normal.

After all, in a family, the younger sister doesn’t like to eat chicken skin or fatty meat, so it’s normal for her to put it in her older brother’s bowl, right?

So what is abnormal, such as holding hands, or kissing, or sleeping together, or touching each other, this is abnormal. Although it is exciting and exciting, this kind of abnormality must not be seen by the elders.

Having dinner together at his house again and again, Yun Shuqian gradually figured out the balance between normal and abnormal.

Although her current relationship with Song Jiamu is very abnormal, at least she behaves normally in front of her uncle and aunt, which also prevents her from feeling too guilty, so she generously told her uncle and aunt that she and Song Jiamu would play badminton and go to the video game city together today.

After all, it is normal to play ball together and go to the arcade.

Of course, we can't talk about being touched on the leg after playing badminton, or being kissed by the loser in the arcade, because this is an abnormal thing.

After clarifying the boundaries, Yun Shuqian felt that he was more at ease.

Occasionally her big eyes would turn around, not knowing what she was thinking.

After eating, Yun Shuqian helped wash the dishes, and then went home with Tiantian, Zhouzhou, Yueyue and Niannian in her arms.

Don't ask why Nian Nian was also taken away, because this was the reason why Song Jiamu came late to take Nian Nian home, and it was not an abnormal thing like coming here to help her dry her hair.

Song Jiamu stayed with her all day today. He had just finished eating at this time in the evening, so it was naturally inconvenient to go to her place immediately.

It is unimaginable that two months ago, the two of them would feel uncomfortable if they were alone together for more than one minute, and would think of running away if they stayed alone for more than five minutes. But today, two months later, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian both felt that

, even if the two of them were isolated in a small room for fourteen days, they would not be bored at all.

Song Jiamu calmed down and coded five thousand words. Adding the five thousand words in the morning, it would be ten thousand words today.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But there is nothing to be proud of, after all, I didn’t write a word yesterday.

After typing, I took a shower and dried my hair. It was half past ten in the evening.

"Mom, I'll pick you up every year."

"..."

In the eyes of Li Yuan who was about to speak but hesitated, and who was still looking at her with lust, Song Jiamu opened the door and went out.

Li Yuan didn't know whether it was because the cat was too heavy or the journey was too long. In short, she didn't wait for Song Jiamu to come back until eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Hey Lao Song, do you think your son won't come back?"

"Thinking too much."

…

In Yun Shuqian's room.

The air conditioner gently blew the cool breeze, and I lay on the girl's soft bed and slept soundly every year. The three little dolls and the big sleeping bear were placed peacefully beside the girl's pillow.

The pair of cute feet beside the bed were swinging comfortably. Looking up from the feet, you can see the girl's slender white calves. Her white knees touched lightly, so the tight thighs under her shorts at home began to tremble.

Yun Shuqian sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, holding the bed with both hands, enjoying the big hands behind her gently ruffling her hair, or gently pressing on her scalp and neck.

She had just finished bathing, and her whole body exuded the scent of milk, which made Song Jiamu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Perhaps Song Jiamu's face was too close, so Yun Shuqian opened her eyes and patted him angrily.

"Yun Shuqian, can I kiss you?"

"Can't."

"Just kiss on the cheek."

"No, why did you kiss me?"

"Because you smell so good."

Song Jiamu said honestly.

Yun Shuqian was like a piece of fragrant, white toffee, exuding a mouth-watering aroma all over her body, especially the happy expression on her little face after being pampered, which made Song Jiamu fall in love.
To be continued...