"Yun Shuqian, do we play horse riding games?"

"I don't want you to ride, you are so heavy now."

Yun Shuqian thought about it before, she felt stupid. At that time, the two were about the same height and body shape. When playing horse riding games, she was always willing to be a horse. Song Jiamu also wanted to film her, and she learned TV series and shouted to be a car~!!

"Then you ride me, it's considered a supply of you."

“…”

Yun Shuqian was a little moved.

"Hmm? How about it, okay?"

"...No, I'm so lustful! You just want to be a horse, right?"

"Come on, give it a try."

Song Jia got up sly, imitating horses, and even bleated.

Yun Shuqian was amused by him and beat him with a pillow.

"Where is the horse bleating? You are obviously a goat!"

"How did the horse scream?"

"Ye, chirp, hiss, hehe, huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"It's still the same as you learned."

"Get out!"

Yun Shu hit him with a smile, but still couldn't help but the temptation of the horse. She laughed, stood up from the bed, and sat on Song Jiamu's back.

Seeing this every year, I found it fun, so I jumped gently onto Song Jiamu's back.

Song Jiamu carried the girl and the cat and walked around the bed twice.

"ah……"

Yun Shuqian giggled, amused by him, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and put his legs together to clamp his waist, but he still couldn't sit steadily, and rolled off the horse's back with a whimper.

Then Song Ma'er blew and rushed over and scratched her with her fingers.

"The horse has been betrayed!"

"Ah, hate it! hate it!"

Yun Shu smiled so hard that she was out of breath. She patted him with her little hands and kicked him with her little feet. After ambiguous fight, her little face flushed and her big eyes were wet.

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Both of them were tired and lay down face to face. Their breathing was a little rapid and their faces were so close.

Song Jiamu looked at her big eyes, and she squinted her eyes, gently came over, then closed her eyes and kissed his lips softly.

When she was separated again, she became much more alert and pulled the quilt over to block her, for fear that Song Ma'er would be very beastly.

"It's past eleven o'clock." Song Jiamu reminded the time annoyedly.

Yun Shuqian was very curious, why did he always feel that this hour passed so quickly? Is someone maliciously manipulating time?

"Song Jiamu."

"Um?"

"you……"

She wanted to speak but stopped, and she wanted to speak and wanted. Until her little face turned red, she said in a small mosquito-like voice: "Do you want to sleep in my room like before tonight?"

"Damn it?"

"What kind of meat?"

She was stunned for a moment, then reacted again, covered his head with a pillow, and punched him twice.

"what's on your mind?!"

"sorry……"

Song Jiamu knew that she actually wanted him to accompany her and sleep with her. If my mother hadn't gotten up very early these days, the reserved girl would have been unable to help but say it.

However, he didn't expect that she wanted him to sleep with her to think of this level. After all, Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu would be back tomorrow.

"Is it okay?" Seeing that Song Jiamu didn't say anything, she couldn't help asking. Her voice was rarely a bit coquettish, soft and sweet, and it made people feel itchy when they heard it.

"But won't your parents come back tomorrow?" Song Jiamu said the words she had said.

"Then, they will get home at four or five in the afternoon. I asked, they will finish the quarantine period at six in the morning, and then they will go to the company for a meeting and will never come back." Yun Shuqian said the words he had said.

"I'll think about it." Song Jiamu yelled, looking very distressed.

Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian became anxious and gently rubbed against him, his tone becoming softer and sweeter.

"Okay? Just this night, my aunt has no classes tomorrow, and she won't get up so early on weekends. Then my parents and others didn't come back so soon. After they come back, they can't do this anymore."

"Is it OK? Song Jiamu?"

Song Jiamu said it was hard to bear it, and she was roaring in her heart and said ok, "Okay, even if she sleeps plainly, it's fine." After all, this is an arrogant and domineering president! When did she talk to him in such a coquettish tone?

"Uh, I..."

Song Jiamu still wanted to speak, but Yun Shuqian got up.

I thought she was angry, but I didn't expect that she climbed to the end of the bed, bent down and opened the drawer of the wardrobe next to her, and took something out from it.

"I won't sleep with you in vain, I'll give you this."

She thought it was money, but when she threw it over, Song Jiamu realized that she was holding one of her socks.

A very cute little white sock with tender pink lace, it is soft in the hands and has a very good texture.

"Yun Shuqian, who do you think of me as?!"

"If you want love, please reply me if you don't."

“…Can you give one more?”

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Chapter completed!