Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 193 Just Say It's a Risk or Not (Subscribe)
Risking his life, running there in the middle of the night and sleeping soundly, Song Jiamu would not do such a loss-making business.

During the day, they said they would never sleep together again, but it was only the first night, and the reserved girl couldn't bear it anymore.

Sure enough, Lu Xun was right. When a man and a woman get together, they start from the coy "I don't want..." at the beginning, and gradually move their defenses back bit by bit, and finally become "I don't want to..." want…'

After all, she has never experienced adult things, Song Jiamu knew that Yun Shuqian urged him to sleep with her all day, and naturally it wasn't because of any strange things, she just wanted him to hug him or sleep with him.

But the problem is that if they are found out, these four elders will not believe that you two are just hugging each other to sleep!

It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and both parents turned off the lights and went to sleep, and Yun Shuqian was still teasing him on WeChat.

Yun Zhupo: "Come on, come on, my dad and the others will turn off the lights and go to bed at ten o'clock tonight, and they will never know that you are here now."

Song Zhutou: "No, didn't you say you would never sleep with me again?"

Yun Zhupo: "Are you coming or not?"

Song Zhutou: "No!"

Seeing that the hard ones were not good, Yun Shuqian had no choice but to come to the soft ones.

Yunzhupo's voice: [We just sleep normally, it doesn't matter, you go back at six o'clock tomorrow, my dad and the others will never find out, okay?Come here secretly, I'll open the door for you. 】

It's all about sleeping normally! !
Song Zhutou's voice: 【Then why don't you come to my house? Even if you come to my house and you are discovered, my dad and the others will never do anything to you. 】

Yun Zhupo's voice: [I, how could I go to sleep at your house, Song Zhutou~ Song Zhutou?Come here. 】

Her voice suddenly took on a hint of coquettishness, and Song Jiamu couldn't help it.

Yunzhu Po's voice: [I won't sleep with you in vain]

I already have one of these cute little socks!

Song Zhutou's voice: [Don't make trouble, sleep well, I can't live up to my uncle and aunt's trust in me, didn't we both agree to behave well? 】

Yunzhupo's voice: [Then you want to come over and touch your legs? 】

Song Jiamu was already about to close his eyes and lie down to sleep, when he heard this sentence, he bounced off the bed again.

Song Zhutou's voice: [Who do you think I am?Even if I go there, it's just because I'm afraid you won't be able to fall asleep, so I just coax you to sleep]

Song Zhutou's voice: [Can I just touch it? 】

Yunzhupo's voice: [Love to touch or not to touch]

Song Jiamu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and quickly got off the bed, pacing around in place, thinking about the possibility of going to her house to sleep tonight.

Tomorrow and Sunday, mom and dad will wake up at eight or nine o'clock, and uncles and aunts shouldn't wake up too early. He sneaked back from her house at six o'clock...no, at 05:30, there should be no danger.

The point is that Yun Shuqian couldn't fall asleep all the time. Could it be that he had the heart to watch her suffer from insomnia all night.

Song Jiamu felt that he could judge the top ten people who moved South Jiangsu.

But this time is different from the previous few days. After all, Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu have really come back, and they are the elders who watched him grow up. He was caught on the spot, and his uncles and aunts tied him up and sent him home to ask his parents for an explanation...

Yunzhupo's voice: [add another sock]

Song Zhutou's voice: [Come out and open the door for me]

No time to think anymore!Compared to what he expected, Song Jiamu decided to continue taking risks.

Putting the keys and mobile phone on silent in his pocket, Song Jiamu tiptoedly opened the door. The living room was dim and dark. He squatted on the floor and observed. There was no light in the crack of the door of Mom and Dad's room.

After confirming that mom and dad were fast asleep, he gently closed the door again, and the kitten on the bed looked at him curiously. After the door was closed, the kitten slept on the 1.8-meter bed by itself tonight.

I was very apprehensive along the way, and took every step very cautiously.

After closing the door of the house, Song Jiamu stood outside the brightly lit door.

Yun Shuqian, who was in charge of responding, had been waiting here for a long time. The moment she saw him through the cat's eyes, the girl's heartbeat also accelerated.

Stimulation and excitement intertwined in her heart, she looked back at her parents' room, and slowly opened the door with a very light movement. Every time the door handle was turned down, her heart beat faster.

Just like doing bad things with him when she was a child, her fair face was slightly flushed because of nervousness, and her hands were sweating.

Song Jiamu waited anxiously outside the door for a while. In just 20 seconds or so, he had the thought of 'let's forget it' many times.

Just when she was about to turn around and go home, the door of her house finally opened.

The red-faced Yun Shuqian poked out a small head from the gap in the door. She was wearing a loose T-shirt pajamas and matcha-colored home shorts. Against such a dark background, the girl's legs were dazzlingly white.

She stared at Song Jiamu in front of her, didn't speak, but waved at him anxiously.

Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, and he crept in through the crack of the door.

Her tender fingers stood on her lips, indicating silence, Song Jiamu nodded in fear, and then looked at the room of his uncle and aunt.

Except for the ticking of the clock in the living room, the environment is so quiet that one can hear the sound of the blood vessels in the ears beating with the heartbeat.

She pointed in the direction of the room, and Song Jiamu stood on tiptoe and walked gently towards her room against the wall in an extremely weird posture.

Yun Shuqian closed the door again, followed behind him, the two of them looked like thieves, she grabbed his clothes from behind, and followed him inside.

The wind from the balcony moved the curtains, and the light and shadow intersected like a human figure. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were immediately too frightened to move.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was just a bow and snake shadow.

Seeing that the room was approaching, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian fell down on the bed together, and each other's hearts felt like they were going out of their way. It popped out of my throat, and I was so excited that I couldn't speak for a while.

Ah, it's safe!
This was the only thought in Song Jiamu's mind. He didn't have any thoughts about touching his legs.

The two of them were limp, lying on the bed side by side, staring at the ceiling.

After all, it was her home, and the girl was still a little calmer. After she calmed down, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile, and her little hand got into his palm, only to find that his palm was wet with sweat.

Song Jiamu said angrily: "Yun Shuqian, if I have a heart attack in the future, it will be your fault."

"Obviously you are lustful!"

"Am I that sex? It's love for you! If it were another girl, let alone touch her legs, even if you promise me to go too far, I won't come."

"Okay, okay, I won't sleep with you in vain."

Finally seeing Song Zhutou sleeping next to her, Yun Shuqian felt like a dream, giggling and looking happy.

She took the initiative to rub against Song Jiamu's side, then half propped herself up, lowered her head and kissed his lips.

After kissing for a long time, she was satisfied, and stretched his arm, and she comfortably pillowed on his arm.

Song Jiamu's intense heartbeat also gradually eased. She was lying on her side, and she tasted the girl's strawberry-like lips just now. An ambiguous breath was brewing between the two of them. Song Jiamu, who was too frightened, felt that he could do it again.

"What did someone say before I came? You don't even mention it now, do you want to renege on your debt?"

"You, you really dare to think! You are not afraid that I will yell, and then my dad will come and hang you up and beat you."

"Then you can shout, you don't want our affairs to be discovered."

Song Jiamu turned over suddenly, held the girl's hand, and tickled her.

Yun Shuqian twisted up like a little smelly maggot, her pretty face flushed, she giggled in a low voice, her legs curled up, and she kicked him like a bunny.

The cute home shorts wrapped her exquisite and small figure, and the warm color like matcha set off her white and firm thighs with an extra seductive style.

The palm of her hand brushed gently, and by the way, she squeezed it, and the girl's pure and delicate feeling spread from her skin. She kicked and kicked, but she didn't escape Song Jiamu's big hand.

After taking such a big risk, Song Jiamu was satisfied.

"Hooligans! Hooligans! Smelly hooligans!"

Song Jiamu let go of her and hid under the quilt, while Yun Shuqian blushed and sat on him, holding up the pillow to pat him.

"So let's sleep on a quilt together tonight?" Song Jiamu was pleasantly surprised to find that there was only a quilt and pillows on her bed.

"Good idea! If you didn't do that just now, I'm sorry now!"

As soon as she said this, Song Jiamu immediately felt as uncomfortable as picking sesame seeds and losing watermelon.

"Then, didn't you say it earlier?!"

"Humph."

Seeing the teasing smirk in her eyes, Song Jiamu immediately understood that she was deliberately annoying him again, and this woman didn't want to sleep with him under the quilt at all.

Yun Shuqian got up, opened the cabinet, and took out his pillow and quilt from inside.

Song Jiamu also turned around, lying on the bed, unscrupulously looking at the fair and well-proportioned legs of the girl in front of him.

Still a little apprehensive, whenever she looked over, he quickly looked away.

"So what about the other sock you promised? Trying to sneak away again?"

"You, what's going on in your mind all day?"

If he didn't say anything, Yun Shuqian would naturally renege on it, and if he said so, then she would be fine.

Opening a drawer at the bottom of the cabinet, there are pairs of cute little socks and neatly folded undergarments neatly arranged inside.

"You choose."

"..."

Song Jiamu seemed to have seen some treasure, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly crawled over, his fingers resting on the top of the drawer, hesitating, not knowing which one to choose for a while.

Until he twirled a small piece of light pink lace lace.

Before he could open his mouth, Yun Shuqian's face blushed suddenly, and she snatched it back angrily, and pinched his big hand several times.

"I said socks! What did you choose?!"

"You didn't let me choose..."

"roll."

Yun Shuqian took out the other pair of white socks that she gave him yesterday, and threw it in his face.

Something is better than nothing, Song Jiamu was a little disappointed, but it happened to be a couple.

Gently rubbing the palm of his hand, the cute little sock was soft, and he put it in his pocket as a treasure.

It was already twelve twenty, and even in the room, the two had to subconsciously lower their voices when talking.

Yun Shu shallowly crawled back to the bed, pulled her pillow and quilt to the position next to the wall and put them down, then she got into it happily, lay down obediently, pulled the quilt up and tucked it around her neck, and let out a comfortable sigh. Long breath.

It's great to sleep with Song Zhutou, you don't have to be afraid of thunder outside, you don't have to be afraid of something under the bed, and you don't have to turn off the lights yourself!

Song Jiamu changed his clothes, propped himself up again, and turned off the headlight, leaving only the dim and ambiguous light of the night lamp in the room.

He lay down and squeezed towards Yun Shuqian, and Yun Shuqian also squeezed into his arms, stretching out his tender fingers into his mouth.

"...you didn't wash your hands."

"It's disgusting, you eat it without washing your hands."

"Hey, who on earth poked a finger in my mouth?"

"Then what time are you going to sleep?"

Yun Shuqian asked like this, but her eyes looked at the part where their lips and fingers met. He had already sucked her entire index finger into her mouth. A strange feeling kept coming from her fingertips. She subconsciously Rubbing closer to Song Jiamu's arms.

"I set an alarm for 05:30."

"Don't wake me up."

"Can you wake up?"

"I'm not a pig."

"Oh, baby pig~"

The tooth-piercing voice came, and the girl couldn't bear it any longer. She writhed like a little maggot, wrapping her legs around his quilt.

Her big eyes were wet, she leaned on his shoulder, and moved her small head towards his neck, so her hair fell down Song Jiamu's chest, a little itchy.

"Song Zhutou, do you really like me..."

"I like it so much that I can eat Miss Yun's unwashed fingers, and I like it so much that I can have my legs broken by Miss Yun's father."

"laugh……"

The girl laughed foolishly, and buried her face in the corner between his shoulder and neck.

She raised her chin slightly and sucked his earlobe, Song Jiamu's body tensed instantly.

The pretty girl next to him is none other than the young boy he grew up with!
The earlobe was wrapped in a warm, soft and moist feeling, and her voice was blown into her ears mixed with hot and humid air:
"Then, you must only like me, otherwise you will be the most hated person in the world, you know..."

"understood……"

Song Jiamu made a sound of being bullied, he closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled.

She took her finger out of his mouth, pressed his hand, leaned over and pressed her lips to it...

Song Jiamu was a little melancholy, and didn't know that he wouldn't be able to get up at 05:30.

(End of this chapter)