Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." Why did she feel cold on her back?

"Little master, I think..."

She looked at him and met his calm and indifferent black eyes.

As if facing an expressionless mask, her voice suddenly stopped.

She had not forgotten her mission, but now, because she could not figure out his thoughts, she felt discouraged.

After a moment of silence, she slowly walked into the middle room with his help.

The wing was dark, and there was a faint, familiar scent of sandalwood inside, which was reassuring.

She was supported and slowly sat on the edge of the bed.

His bed has thick and soft cushions, which is much better than those next door.

She touched and found the quilt, then consciously took off her shoes and got into bed.

In the darkness, the monk covered her with the quilt slowly and without saying anything.

The little beauty lying on the soft pillow blinked, looked at his figure quietly, and asked:

"Little master, I'm sleeping here with you, will it be too cold if you sleep next door?"

He helped her tuck the quilt, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

His tone was still calm, and he said slowly: "I will make a bed on the floor here, so the girl can sleep peacefully."

"……All right."

"Then...good night, little master."

The wind outside was still whistling, making the tiles on the eaves bump against each other, making the sound a bit scary.

The door of the wing next door with a leaky window seemed to have been blown open, and the door panel slapped against the door frame, making a banging sound, which made the wing extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat.

Yun Si lay on the bed and watched the ascetic monk make a bed on the floor and then sit down.

Meditate.

Quietly, his back was facing the direction of the bed, his figure motionless, and he didn't know whether he was sleeping or chanting sutras.

Yun Si turned over, resting her arms on her head, and looked at him quietly.

The beautiful Shuli's eyes were hidden in the darkness, but she hesitated to speak. Thinking of her mission, she always hesitated.

In fact, now is the best opportunity to get close to him, just sneak out of bed, hug him, and then...

If the seduction fails, she will have reason to return to the Heavenly Palace and tell those old men that he will not be tempted by her.

It's so simple and crude, maybe...

What's the best way?

She blinked, then slowly sat up.

"Little master, are you asleep?"

She lowered her voice and asked amid the whistling wind outside.

The collision sound of the door frame outside was so loud that it seemed as if the door frame was about to be shattered.

There was no sound in the house, everything was quiet and full of sandalwood.

While she was talking, the figure on the floor didn't move, as if she hadn't heard her voice.

So, with the mentality of a quick fix, the little goblin opened the quilt and got out of bed.

The white feet stepped on his floor, as silently as a cat.

The light cyan gauze skirt is so light that it is almost weightless.

She took a deep breath in her heart and slowly stretched out her hand.

Little by little, she put her hands on his shoulders, and when she touched them, she could feel the peaceful and stable aura on his body.

"..."

The little beauty fairy pursed her lips and hugged him silently from behind.

Just like when she teased him in the bathhouse of the Heavenly Palace, she pressed against his back and breathed out.

The wind outside was so strong that you could hear the bleak sound.

The room was quiet, but the atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous and heated.

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