"Then who do you want to use it with?!" Her voice became louder and she opened the quilt angrily.

"No, I want to use it with you, but..."

"You are indeed exposed! Pervert! Pervert! I want to tell aunt!"

Song Jiamu sat down by the bed, and she got into the quilt again with a sound, kicking him with her feet in shame.

"Oh, my train of thought has been disrupted by you. What I mean is... is..."

"What is it?!"

"My mother gave me this."

"..."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Yun Shuqian was sulking in the quilt for a long time, then she lifted the quilt and stared at him with a red face.

"Who gave it to you?"

"Your second grade teacher!"

"...Don't get involved with me, it's obviously you, I don't believe it!"

"real!"

"..."

"Then, why did Auntie give you this? Did you say something strange to her?"

"You know, when girls turn eleven, their mothers will give them a pair of wings, and when boys turn twenty, their mothers will give them a pack of umbrellas."

"…………"

"Of course! This is definitely not meant to be used by you, or that she knows anything! This is just a kind of education and warning in advance! You, you should understand, right?"

"…………"

Yun Shuqian stopped talking.

His breathing gradually calmed down, and his heartbeat became less intense. However, when he bumped into this thing, the blush on his face still failed to dissipate.

She understood what Song Jiamu was talking about. After all, as a girl, she also had times when her mother gave her strange things. At that time, she was very embarrassed. So it turns out that boys also receive gifts from their mothers like this?

"You, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"That's definitely not the case. It was really given by my mother. Every boy will experience such a thing. If you don't believe me, just ask Zhang Sheng. He is famous for being single. He also has one."

"Who wants to ask such a thing!"

Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone: "I want Baidu to see if you are lying to me. If you lie to me, you will be finished..."

"?!!Don't!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Yun Shuqian had already searched Baidu. Fortunately, there were many fellow patients on Baidu, and she did find many related articles.

For example, "Mom doesn't mean to encourage you by giving you this box of chewing gum. She just hopes that one day you and she will reach this point and you must protect her." The words are full of maternal care and the implicitness of Chinese parents.

Yun Shuqian's face turned red again.

It felt like Song Jiamu went through her backpack and saw a sanitary napkin, and now it was her turn to feel a little uncomfortable.

"So you..." Seeing her silence, Song Jiamu cautiously probed.

"I don't want to talk to you! Put it away quickly! Don't let me see it again!"

She screamed again and got into bed. In short, she would never use this with Song Zhutou. Just thinking about it made her head smoke with embarrassment.

"Ahem." Song Jiamu didn't dare to explain any more, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and hid the life-threatening box of chewing gum back in his backpack.

Fortunately, he didn't open the package out of curiosity that day, otherwise he would have really swam back from the West Lake.

After being ashamed, the girl was no longer afraid.

She turned over and sat up expressionlessly, sat down on the sofa, and opened breakfast.

Song Jiamu sneaked closer, she turned around and glared, and he didn't dare to move.

After a while, while eating her breakfast, she whispered as if talking to herself: "Have you ever used it?"

"No, how about we try...ah! It hurts, it hurts! Don't pinch! Don't pinch!"

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Chapter completed!