Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 219 Take Care of Your Daughter (7k [-] in [-])

Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu got off the Ferris wheel, the dark night perfectly concealed the blush on the girl's cheeks.

The water waves on the lake surface in the distance rushed into her field of vision like a sea tide, and the bright and clear moon shadow was reflected on the water surface. The lake water was surging, rippling slowly on the shore, breaking into countless white sprays when it hit the stones.

The huge Ferris wheel beside her was still spinning slowly. Recalling the kiss between the two in the 120-meter sky, the girl felt as if she was dreaming.

Back to the elders, a group of people maintained the same queue as when they came, and walked back home leisurely.

It took an hour to walk back, and it happened that I was in high spirits right now, so I had a great time walking along the road with my family at night. This was the most special birthday experience for Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian in the past 20 years.

It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home. After walking for so long, I was hungry, so I could eat that big cake.

"Wash your hands."

As Xu Ying said, she took the cake out of the refrigerator.

Yun Lin and Song Chi gave up the middle seat of the sofa to the two birthday men. They sat on both sides, and the two mothers sat opposite to them, and they put the candles together.

Since it is the 20th birthday, put in twenty candles and light the candles.

The kitten jumped onto the table curiously, and lay down next to the cake, with the candlelight dancing in its eyes.

"Come put the birthday crown on."

Xu Ying took out two birthday crowns from the cake seller, one pink and one blue, with the words "Happy Birthday" printed on them.

"Don't wear it, it's so shameful." Yun Shuqian said with some embarrassment while holding the birthday crown.

"Put it on, put it on quickly, Jiamu has already worn it."

Yun Shuqian turned his head, and sure enough, the childish Song Jiamu happily put the birthday crown on his head, but it's a pity that his head is big, and the birthday crown is small, and it is held high by his hair.

"Come on, let me help you."

Song Jiamu took another pink birthday crown and put it on Yun Shuqian's head with both hands, which looked cute.

In previous years, when she celebrated her birthday, she also sat in the middle of the sofa, with her parents sitting on both sides of her, but this year she and Song Jiamu sat in the middle of the sofa together like when they were children, and the four elders looked at them with smiles on their faces.

The distance between the two is also very close, the arms in the middle are touching, in front of the elders, when the skin rubs like this, Yun Shuqian is strangely nervous.

"It's twelve o'clock, Lao Yun, go and turn off the lights."

"Good."

Yunlin turned off all the lights in the house, and Nuo Da's home was suddenly dark, but he didn't feel lonely at all. The beautiful and exquisite cakes on the coffee table and twenty candles with dancing flames, the light was soft and warm, and the guests present Everyone's face is dyed with warm colors.

The four elders clapped their hands tacitly and sang the birthday song.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were also mobilized. They sat on the sofa, looked at the cake, patted their palms, and hummed the birthday song.

The candlelight danced in the young girl's eyes, and for a moment, she seemed to be feeling a bit unconfident, and her nose suddenly became sour.

Yun Shuqian clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and made a pious wish.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that Song Jiamu beside her was still making a wish with her eyes closed.

Sure enough, it is the greedy Song Zhutou, who grows much longer than others even if he makes a wish.

After a while, Song Jiamu finally made his wish.

Yun Shuqian asked him in a low voice: "What wish did you make, for so long?"

"Wishes won't work if you say them! Blow out the candles."

Under the smiling eyes of the four elders, the two leaned forward together. Yun Shuqian took a big breath out of his mouth, but it seemed like the air was leaking out. He blew twice with Song Jiamu, Blow out twenty candles.

Xu Ying went to turn on the light.

Song Jiamu cut the cake with a knife, and Yun Shuqian held the tray to serve the cake, and after serving it to the four elders.

In the end, Song Jiamu cut her a piece with the most fruit. The girl has a small appetite, but she ate such a big piece of cake cleanly, with big eyes smiling.

……

After eating the cake lively, it was already 12:30, Song Jiamu went back with his parents, and Yun Shuqian was going back to his room to take a shower.

"Qianqian, take a shower early and go to bed."

"Yeah, good night, Mommy!"

Yun Shuqian watched her mother turn off the light in the living room, her big eyes rolled around, and she also closed the door.

Opening the bathroom door, a scent of roses lingered in the nose.

She picked up the flowers, sniffed them lightly, and picked off the rose petals one by one, and put them in the bathtub.

First use relatively hot water to brew out the aroma of roses. She took off the clothes on her body one by one, took a shower with the rain shower, and after washing her body, she lifted her snow-white feet and stepped into the bathtub. Lie down slowly along the bathtub.

Rose bath!What a luxury!

It was the first time for the girl to take such a luxurious bath, and the girl felt very novel. After soaking in hot water, the fragrance of roses was fully exuded, like Song Jiamu's love, covering every corner of her body.

Just thinking about it made Yun Shuqian feel extremely ashamed.

She lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, her hands sank under the water covered by rose petals, and her fingertips brushed over every inch of her body.

The rose petals on the water surface were gently rippling, and her pretty face was gradually stained with a moving rose...

It's over, his love really seeped into his body.

……

After taking a shower, tidying up the bathroom, drying her hair, Yun Shuqian took out her phone to check the time, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning.

She sent Song Jiamu a message.

Yunzhu Po: "Are you asleep?"

At this point in time, Song Jiamu was already sleepy like a dog. He wanted to go home and go to sleep, but when Yun Shuqian sent him out, he secretly tapped on the back of his hand three times.

As we all know, this code is unusual.

Song Jiamu didn't fall asleep after taking a shower, lying on the bed and browsing the comment section, waiting for her news.

He just waited and waited until [-]:[-] in the morning, and finally got her news, which made Song Jiamu even more convinced that there was an incomparable tacit understanding between him and her.

He got up from the bed in a hurry, and he took out his mobile phone to reply to her.

Song Zhutou: "I'm waiting for your news? What are you doing?"

Yun Shuqian was not in a hurry to return to him, and seeing that he was not asleep, she secretly opened the door, peeked into the dark living room, walked a little outside on tiptoe, and bent down to see her parents. Is there any light coming through the crack in the door?

There is no light.

safe signal.

She quickly took out her phone and replied Song Jiamu's message.

Yunzhupo: "Then do you want to sleep with me?"

The moment Song Jiamu saw her news, he felt the blood rushing straight to his head.

Of course, she only played tricks on her in the afternoon, and now Song Jiamu is not so easy to be fooled.

Song Zhutou: "Meat or vegetarian?"

Yun Zhupo: "What are you thinking?! It's the same as before, come or not?"

Feeling discouraged, Song Jiamu replied, "No, it's already midnight."

Pork Yun: "It's my birthday, why don't you come and spend it with me?"

Song Zhutou: "It's too dangerous! I'll play with you tomorrow."

Yunzhupo: "A pair of socks."

Song Zhutou: "No."

Yun Zhupo: "Two pairs."

Song Zhutou: "No."

Yun Shuqian was so angry with him, why didn't the socks work?
Sure enough, Caiyi was right, boys would not watch the movie a second time.

Yunzhupo: "...have you used my socks?"

Song Zhutou: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Yun Shuqian is a little anxious, she wants Song Jiamu to sleep with her, after all, today is her birthday, it would be very happy to sleep with him on her birthday, but she has no bargaining chip to seduce him, of course, it is ok to give more , but how could a reserved girl give it for nothing, since both parents are still at home.

She held the phone, put the microphone close to her ear, and sent him a voice in a soft and sweet voice.

"I took a rose bath, and my body smells like roses. Are you sure you don't want to come and smell it?"

After the voice was uttered, the girl felt her face was hot.

Listening to the voice, Song Jiamu's Adam's apple rolled, and his heart was tangled and tormented. The last time he chatted with Uncle Yun, he knew that he would occasionally meet with clients at night. This kind of uncertainty frightened him so much that he was afraid that he would be arrested someday. Living.

Didn't it mean that Uncle Haoyun and Aunt Xu are going back abroad on the [-]st, and they can't bear it for ten days?

"Come on, come on, let me smell it for you."

"..."

do not care!Die and die!

Song Jia climbed down from the bed numbly, and Nian Nian at the head of the bed looked at him curiously. Sure enough, male cats like to sneak out at night to fool around.

He sent Yun Shuqian a message to ask her to respond, and sneaked out of the room by himself.

Holding the slippers in his hands, he gently closed the door, and then sneaked towards the door like a thief.

Opening the door and coming out, he closed the door gently again, looking at the cat's eye of the door of the next door.

The girl who was hiding behind the cat's eyes opened the door gently after confirming that he had come out.

The door opened a crack, she bent down and waved to her, Song Jiamu stepped into the crack with his slippers in hand.

The two of them were leaning against each other, and in the quiet darkness, they could only hear each other's rapid breathing due to tension.

Song Jiamu cooperated tacitly to observe the door of Uncle Yun's and Aunt Xu's room, to see if there was a light under the crack of the door.

Yun Shuqian closed the door again.

The two held hands and walked quietly towards the room bit by bit against the wall.

When she entered her room, she closed and locked the door.

Song Jiamu's mood, which was suppressed to the extreme by tension, was finally released.

He breathed heavily, and hugged Yun Shuqian.

Yun Shuqian hadn't reacted yet, she just felt the world spinning for a while, her slippers fell off in shock, and a pair of snow-white feet kicked and bounced, but she didn't dare to make any sound.

Song Jiamu hugged her princess like this, leaned down and kissed her, as if he wanted to take revenge on her for all the pressure just now.

He put her on the bed, raised her hands above her head, the girl's legs were resting on the side of the bed, her toes were also curled up, his arms and eyes were full of his breath.

The nervous heartbeat just now has not calmed down, and now it has reached a new level.

Yun Shuqian closed his eyes, was kissed so much that he could see the starry sky, rainbow, grassland, lake, ocean, dense forest and flowers everywhere, and also saw the underwater world, a whale jumped out of the sea, Then rumbled back into the sea...

For the first time, Yun Shuqian realized what it would be like to be kissed fainting.

In his arms, she seemed to be lying in the middle of the sea, drifting with his rhythm, and sea water poured into her nostrils from time to time, making her unable to breathe, but she was full of security. What permeated the tip of her nose was not the smell of the sea, but It's his breath, warm, it's a kind of fragrance that only belongs to her at this moment, caressing the wings of the nose faintly, making people unable to help but inhale into the nose, like drinking a cup that has been treasured for a long time of aging.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The girl's heart seemed to be pushed into her throat, and she couldn't speak a word.

His big eyes were also wet, and when he looked at Song Jiamu, he seemed to be a little bit wronged, but I really felt sorry for him.

"Yes, sorry?"

"...You still haven't let go!"

Song Jiamu let go of her hand, and only then noticed that the posture of the two of them was a bit bad at the moment. No wonder Yun Shuqian felt that she had difficulty breathing. The 150-jin Song pig's head was on her body.

But what's the matter with his legs wrapped around his waist!

Yun Shuqian blushed and sat on the other side of the bed slowly.

Song Jiamu bent over and wanted to sit down by the bed, but was kicked by the girl.

"Go and wash your feet."

The one who just walked over with bare feet, unwashed feet, Yun Shuqian forbids him to come up, even at this time, she is still so principled.

Song Jiamu had no choice but to bend over and go to the bathroom to wash his feet.

Holding the shower in his hand, he slicked water on his feet, scrubbing his left and right feet alternately. His eyes fell on a plastic bag in the trash can in the bathroom. Rose petal.

Just now he was only focused on kissing her, and didn't pay much attention to the rose fragrance on her body. In his feeling, even she smelled fragrant even when she was sweating profusely. This fragrance belonged to her alone, except when She couldn't smell it anywhere else, and biologically it was his genes that had selected her.

The girl who recovered also walked into the bathroom. She also walked barefoot on the floor just now, so she also had to wash before getting under the quilt.

"Help me rush."

"Yun Shuqian, do you have a cleanliness?"

"There's a big difference between loving cleanliness and being obsessed with cleanliness. Song Jiamu, who likes to wash his underpants and coats together!"

"I swear, I've been washing separately since you said that two months ago!"

"Humph."

"Don't act like I bullied you, it makes me feel guilty..."

"If you have a clear conscience, how can you be guilty? You, how dare you kiss me like this?"

Yun Shuqian supported the sink with one hand, and raised one foot to the height of his knee. Song Jiamu was stunned, and suddenly, as if being rewarded, he bent down quickly, wrapping her in a generous and gentle palm. Her little feet, holding the shower in the other hand, flushing the water onto her little feet, and rubbing them gently with her hands.

"I still dare." Song Jiamu replied to what she just said.

Yun Shuqian glared at him, shrank her legs, her feet were itchy in his hands.

After washing one foot, she handed him the other foot, and Song Jiamu thoughtfully scrubbed it clean for her.

It wasn't dirty at first, after all, the floor was often mopped at home.

Of course, there is a big difference between the toy level before washing and the food level after washing.

After washing her feet, Yun Shuqian came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Her wet calves were still wet. She supported the bed with her hands and stretched out her snowy, tender and slender feet. The toes were still moist and soft. The heart glowed with a warm color, and a few crystal drops of water hung on the skin of the instep, slowly rolling down in the direction of gravity, and finally paused slightly on the heel, like a hanging pearl.

Every inch of the girl's body is full of youth and vitality. She is obviously very young, but she always gives people a sense of temptation. Her big eyes looked at Song Jiamu who came out of the bathroom. The light of the room fell on her reddish Her pretty face was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

"Song Jiamu."

"Ok?"

"Where are you taking me to play tomorrow?"

She shook her feet lightly, and the already full drops of water fell from her heels and landed on the white cashmere carpet beside the bed, disappearing as if rainwater had soaked into the grass.

"Today is already tomorrow in your mouth. At the order of Princess Yun, I will risk my life to come and spend a whole day with you on your birthday."

"Then, where are you taking me to play today?"

Song Jiamu held his face towel that he had left in her bathroom before, and sat beside her, holding her slender calf on his lap, spreading the towel with his palm, wrapping her delicate little feet, and covering her delicate feet, She wipes off the moisture.

"It's only Saturday tomorrow, why don't we go somewhere farther away?" Song Jiamu thought for a while and said.

"How far?"

Yun Shuqian felt that she had really become Princess Yun, and someone helped wipe her feet after washing her feet, so as a reward, although her feet were dried, she still hung them on Song Jiamu's lap and did not take them back.

Song Jiamu put the towel aside, rubbed his palms very hot, covered her snowy, tender and slender feet, and gently kneaded them like this, helping her massage the soles of her feet to relieve the fatigue after walking for so long tonight.

"How far away... Well, it's better not to come back at night, and then we will go to the hotel together!"

"...That's all you're thinking about, right?"

Yun Shuqian glared at him angrily, "Who wants to live outside with you, my parents are still at home!"

"It's because your parents are still at home."

"……roll."

Although the last trip to the West Lake also lived outside, but it is not what it used to be, and he remembered how domineering and enthusiastic he was just now. If he agreed to live outside with him now, wouldn't he think that he promised him that he could do it? what?

Girls who have just passed their 20th birthday should not be pregnant. Although parents are at home, it is dangerous to sleep together secretly like this, but at least safety is guaranteed.

"Then where do you want to go?"

Song Jiamu gently pulled out her toes with his fingers. How could there be such a pair of beautiful little feet in this world? The arches of the feet are perfectly curved, the texture is slightly plump, and the size is so small that they can be grasped. Every inch grew on his heart.

"Hmm... let's go to Water World Paradise!" Yun Shuqian thought for a while.

The summer is so hot, if you want to ask where to go, the best choice is to go to the water park, where the landlubbers can have a lot of fun.

"Really?" Song Jiamu also found it interesting. Of course, it has nothing to do with her wearing a cute swimsuit. Playing in water is a hobby the two have had since childhood.

"I haven't been there for many years, I want to play."

"I have to wear a bathing suit."

"...If you expect to see something in my swimsuit, then you will be disappointed." Yun Shuqian said to herself.

Song Jiamu turned his head to look at her slightly youthful curves, wondering where her confidence came from.

After confirming the itinerary for tomorrow, Yun Shuqian took her feet out of his arms and lay down on the bed sweetly.

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

"Why? Call me over and don't let me sleep?"

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

"...Yun Shuqian, don't go too far, I won't come to you next time I beat you to death."

"That's what you said last time."

Song Jiamu looked forward to one day being able to stand up and be the master, honestly went to open the cabinet, took out another quilt and pillow, and threw them on her to express his dissatisfaction.

Yun Shuqian giggled, not taking his '30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi' expression seriously.

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

The night light was turned on, the lights were dimmed, and the ambiguous atmosphere gathered little by little.

Song Jiamu didn't get close to her, he just lay down peacefully, covered with a quilt, and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled.

At some point, the girl's hand got into his quilt and grabbed his hand.

Then, her gentle body also climbed onto his body, and pressed against his chest face to face like this.

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

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

Yun Shuqian bit his ear lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Song Jiamu, have you been crushed by me?"

Song Jiamu closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't speak.

How could her cat-like weight crush him.

On the contrary, when she pressed her whole face on him like this, a strong sense of satisfaction and possession made Song Jiamu's heart overflow with happiness.

Yun Shuqian lay on top of him, rubbing against him comfortably, she had already slipped out of her quilt, her posture was very beautiful in her home shorts, a pair of jade-like legs protruding from the trousers, with graceful curves , White and tender as jade.

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

"...anywhere?"

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

"Think beautifully!"

Yun Shuqian buried her head between his necks, just like a girl who puts on makeup and wants her beloved to praise her for looking good. She took a rose bath and wanted Song Jiamu to praise her for being really fragrant.

Song Jiamu was also polite, he turned his head slightly, the tip of his nose brushed the skin of her face, and began to smell from here.

His warm breath sprayed onto the young girl Xuenen's skin, and the sounds of inhalation made Yun Shuqian's pretty face flush with shame, and while pressing on him, she also hugged him tightly.

Between her ears, her beautiful neck, and her collarbone, the fragrance was particularly strong.

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

The two closed their eyes, smelling each other's breath, absorbing the satisfaction from the depths of their souls. Originally, she was pressing his hand, but at some point she slipped into his palm and interlocked his fingers.

In the silent room, a movement outside the door was suddenly heard vaguely.

The already intense heartbeat was immediately blocked in his throat.

Yun Shuqian supported the bed and sat up, but she hadn't run away yet, she was still sitting in a duck posture, straddling Song Jiamu's waist through the quilt.

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

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

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

Song Jiamu was a little panicked.

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

She leaned on Song Jiamu's body again, but hugged him more presumptuously than before.

"It's okay, he went back to sleep after the phone call, we just don't talk."

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

"……hug me."

"Ok?"

"hug me."

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

The girl's body is so tender and petite, when he hugged her, he would subconsciously use force, that force seemed to want to rub her into his body.

Yun Shuqian was tightly bound by him and could not move, but her pretty face was stained with a strange blush. She felt that she liked him very much, and hugged him tightly as well. She also felt that the quilt in the middle was in the way, so she pulled the quilt down to him. In the position of his stomach, she was so tightly pressed against his chest, the two hearts had never been so close.

Gradually, Song Jiamu became more courageous, and while listening to the small voices outside the door, he hugged Uncle Yun's precious daughter tightly.

He sucked on her fudge-like earlobe.

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

"do not like?"

"itch."

"The clouds are sparse."

"Ok?"

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

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

"How much is a little?"

"Just a little bit."

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

Yun Shuqian also blew into his ear wickedly.

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

"Although I don't want to admit it, there's nothing I can do. Song Jiamu already loves Miss Yun to death."

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

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

"Love to talk or not to talk."

Yun Shu snorted slightly, slipped her hands behind his shoulders, clasped his shoulders with her backhands, and pressed them closer to his body.

"My wish is simple."

The girl pricked her ears.

"It is to kiss all over your body before winter comes."

The girl began to feel hot all over.

"Everything, anywhere you can imagine!"

The girl didn't speak, she lifted the quilt to cover the two of them, and desperately buried her red face into his neck.

(End of this chapter)