"Well... let's go to Water World Park!" Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said.

In the hot summer, when it comes to where to go for fun, the best choice is to go to a water park. Landlubbers can have a lot of fun.

"Really?" Song Jiamu also found it interesting. Of course, this had nothing to do with her wearing a cute swimsuit. Playing in the water and the like were hobbies that the two of them had had since they were children.

“I haven’t been there for many years and I want to have a play.”

"You have to wear a swimsuit."

"...If you expect to see anything from my swimsuit, you will be disappointed." Yun Shuqian said confidently.

Song Jiamu turned his head and looked at her slightly green face, wondering where her confidence came from.

After deciding on tomorrow's itinerary, Yun Shuqian took her feet out of his arms and lay on the bed sweetly.

Song Jiamu also lay down, but was kicked away by her feet after a while.

"What are you doing? You asked me to come over and you didn't let me sleep?"

"Go to the cabinet and take out your quilt and pillow!"

"...Yun Shuqian, don't go too far. I won't be able to come to your place next time."

"You said the same thing last time."

Song Jiamu looked forward to being the master one day, so he honestly opened the cabinet, took out another quilt and pillow, and threw them on her to express his dissatisfaction.

Yun Shuqian chuckled, not taking his "thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi" expression seriously.

She happily moved her quilt and pillow to the wall. Song Jiamu took off his shirt, lay down shirtless, and turned off the lights in the room.

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Song Jiamu had the guts to not come near her. He just lay flat on his back peacefully, covering himself with a quilt and closing his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled.

The girl's hand found its way into his quilt at some point and grabbed his hand.

Then, her soft body climbed on top of him, facing him face to face, pressing on his chest.

She raised his hand on top of his head and pressed it down, her hair scattered on his face, and the air was filled with the fragrance of her hair.

"You just pressed me, I want to press you back..."

Yun Shuqian bit his ear gently and said in his ear, "Song Jiamu, have you been squashed by me?"

Song Jiamu closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and said nothing.

Her cat-like weight could not crush him.

On the contrary, when she pressed her whole front against him, she felt such a strong sense of satisfaction and ownership that the happiness in Song Jiamu's heart almost overflowed.

Yun Shuqian lay on top of him and rubbed it comfortably. She had already crawled out of her quilt. She was very beautiful in her home shorts. A pair of legs like jade bamboo shoots extended from the cuffs of her pants, with graceful curves.

, as white and tender as jade.

"I took a rose bath, you can smell me."

"...Can it be anywhere?"

Song Jiamu, who had been silent all this time, spoke at the critical moment.

“What a beautiful thought!”

Yun Shuqian buried her head in his neck, just like a girl puts on makeup to want her beloved to praise her for her beauty. She took a rose bath and wanted Song Jiamu to praise her for her fragrance.

Song Jiamu was not polite. He tilted his head slightly, brushed the tip of his nose over the skin of her face, and started to smell it downwards.

His warm breath sprayed onto the girl's tender skin, and the sound of inhaling made Yun Shuqian blush with embarrassment. While pressing on him, she also hugged him tightly.

The fragrant scent was particularly strong between her ears, her beautiful neck, and her collarbone.

So Song Jiamu gently bit her lips, chin, neck, and collarbone.

The two of them closed their eyes, smelling each other's breath, absorbing the satisfaction from the depths of their souls. She was originally pressing his hand, but she didn't know when she slipped into his palm and interlocked with his fingers.

In the quiet room, I suddenly heard the faint movement outside the door.

The already intense heartbeat immediately became blocked in his throat.

Yun Shuqian sat up on the bed, but didn't run away yet. He still sat in a duck-sitting position, straddling Song Jiamu's waist through the quilt.

Neither of them spoke, and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

Yunlin was probably on the phone with a foreign client. His voice was also getting quieter, and he probably went to the balcony.

"...What should I do? Your dad is awake!"

Song Jiamu was frightened and panicked.

Yun Shuqian was also shocked, but after all, she was familiar with her own home, so she calmed down after panicking for a while.

She leaned over Song Jiamu again and hugged him tighter than before.

"It's okay. He went back to sleep after making the call. We just don't talk."

"...Yun Shuqian, why do I feel that you are more excited?"

"……hug me."

"Um?"

"hug me."

Yun Shuqian took Song Jiamu's hand and put it on her back. Song Jiamu, who was a little overwhelmed, had no choice but to hug her.

The girl's body was so soft and petite. When holding her, he would subconsciously exert force, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Yun Shuqian was tightly bound by him and couldn't move, but her pretty face was stained with a strange crimson color. She felt particularly like it and hugged him tightly. She also disliked that the quilt in the middle was in the way, so she pulled the quilt down to him

She pressed against his chest so tightly that her two hearts had never been so close.

Gradually, Song Jiamu became bolder. While listening to the subtle voices outside the door, he hugged Uncle Yun's precious daughter tightly.

He sucked her gummy earlobe.

"You, don't blow into my ear..."

"dislike?"

"itch."

"The clouds are sparse and shallow."

"Um?"

"Do you love me to death? Your dad is outside, how dare you?"

"...Don't be shameless, just a little bit."

"How much is a little?"

"Just a little bit."

Song Jiamu exclaimed, it was like this little by little, then when she loved him to death, wouldn't it be...

Yun Shuqian also blew into his ear with evil intentions.

"Song Jiamu, do you love me to death?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, I can't help it. Song Jiamu already loves Miss Yun to death."

"So, what did you wish for your birthday just now?"

"...So you're here to ambush me?"

"I love to talk but don't talk."

Yun Shu snorted lightly, slipped her hands behind his shoulders, clasped his shoulders with her backhand, and pressed closer to his body.

"My wish is simple."

The girl raised her ears.

"I just want to kiss your entire body before winter comes."

The girl started to feel hot all over.

"It's everything, anywhere you can imagine!"

The girl said nothing, lifted the quilt to cover the two of them, and desperately buried her red face into his neck.

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Chapter completed!