bottle, sweat dripping down his rolled Adam's apple.

"Bye bye, monitor!"

Zhang Sheng and others looked at the two of them jokingly, and went back to the dormitory noisily while playing with the ball.

Yun Shuqian held his schoolbag and walked to his right. She wrinkled her little nose and disliked his smell. Song Jiamu wiped some sweat with the back of his fingers and then wiped it on her face. The girl chased him and hit him.

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Summer vacation has begun, and I suddenly have more time when I don’t have to go to class.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian started their summer vacation on July 2nd. The No. 4 Middle School where my mom was from didn't start their summer vacation until July 9th. My dad didn't have the concept of summer vacation. He thought it would be nice to be a teacher.

, at least during the winter and summer vacations every year.

Taking advantage of this time difference, only Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were at home during the day. The two of them did not feel shy all day long. They were working hard to type and save the manuscript.

The summer vacation is so long, so naturally we can’t stay at home every day. Of course, for singles, staying at home is a good choice and can avoid a lot of harm. But for Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian, during their passionate love, they can’t stay at home.

I feel sorry for myself even if I go out to play.

The most laid-back people in the family are the kittens and the little goldfish.

Nian Nian already weighed seven pounds. When Song Jiamu was lying on the bed, it would occasionally jump from the bedside table directly onto his stomach, and it would hit him hard.

He still keeps running every day, and Song Jiamu's skin color is darker than in spring, showing a beautiful wheat color.

After running, I went to Yun Shuqian’s house to code. In the past few days, except for the lunch break, the two of them have been working on the manuscript almost all the time. It is now the second month since the new book was put on the shelves. The plot has just begun, and the writing is going very smoothly.

, when I am in good condition, I can write 12,000 words every day, then send 6,000 words and save 6,000 words.

Because of the different themes, Yun Shuqian's coding speed gradually failed to keep up with Song Jiamu's, but she didn't mind, since his money would be hers from now on, and she encouraged him to write more.

After lunch, the two of them lay on the sofa to rest.

Song Jiamu was lying on his back, with Yun Shuqian lying on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder, and her cute little legs tilted up, swaying like a child.

"Yun Shuqian, did you go to Ant Manor to beat my dick again?"

Because she was lying in his arms, when Song Jiamu was playing with his mobile phone, he would hold the mobile phone with one hand and play with it on her shoulder. Occasionally, her hair would float into his nose with her breath, tickling her.

When Yun Shuqian played his mobile phone, he put his mobile phone on the sofa. She lay on his arms, holding him with one hand, and the other hand with the screen with one hand to beat his chick in the ant manor.

"It's obviously your chicken that came over and stole my feed."

"If your chicken doesn't come over to steal my feed, then I'll beat it too."

"No, if you beat it, I'll beat you."

Song Jiamu was convinced. He remembered that when the two of them were young and just playing QQ, they liked to steal food. She could steal his food, but he couldn't steal her food. This made Song Jiamu hurry up every time the food was ripe.

Take it away.

Yun Shuqian's raised legs stopped shaking. She lowered her legs. Both of them were wearing home shorts. Song Jiamu wrapped his legs around her. She looked at the screen of her phone and gently

Rub gently.

On the screen is her notepad, which is full of summer vacation plans. She started writing it last month. Every time she thinks of something, she writes it down.

"What's written in your plan? Let me take a look at it?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.

"Do not show you."

"It's mysterious. Anyway, I want to spend this summer vacation with you. Yun Shuqian, do you want to go to Disneyland?"

"think!"

"Then let's go to Shanghai Disney as the first stop on our trip. I haven't been there yet."

"I do not have either."

Yun Shuqian recorded "Going to Disneyland with Song Jiamu" and asked: "Song Jiamu, how many manuscripts have you saved now?"

"About 200,000 words."

"so much!"

"And you?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

Yun Shuqian calculated, "If I post six thousand words a day, it will last about a month. When can we go and play?"

"Let's wait until my parents move. Then I can help you."

"Then when uncle and aunt move out, do you want to pack your bags and move in with me?"

Yun Shu gently rubbed him like tofu, stretched out her tender fingers and tapped his mouth and asked. Watching his expression gradually change, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, which made her quite proud.

Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, he hugged her little eel-like waist, and his fingertips slid across her skin.

"Then why don't you pack your bags and move to my house?"

"Uncle, aunt, they just moved to a new house, and it's not like they won't come back. What if they suddenly come back one day, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to live at your house?"

"Well, how about you go to my house during the day and I go to your house at night?"

"Can."

Yun Shuqian thought about it and felt that this was very safe.

"Yun Shuqian..."

"Um?"

As time went by, Song Jiamu's face gradually turned red.

"Can you insult me?"

"I don't."

"It's been five days since..."

"Save it and endure it."

After teasing him, Yun Shuqian climbed down from him, humming a song with his bare feet, and ran away.

According to the summer vacation schedule, it's not time yet. She has always been a girl with great plans.

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Chapter completed!