Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." Yun Si held down her fragile and injured waist.

The pain in my heart was so severe that I seemed to have hit my bones.

She lowered her head slightly, her face a little pale.

However, he couldn't see anything clearly on his dirty face.

He just lowered his head and fell in the shadow, quietly, like a pitiful little boy.

Poor little thing that no one wants.

The little poor girl raised her beautiful eyes, bit her lip, and stared at the door for a while.

What should I do if he doesn't take her in?

She was slightly silent.

After thinking about it, she knocked gently on the door again.

"..." No one responded.

She continued to knock.

It seems that he must be asked to open the door.

This time she learned the lesson and came out on the other side.

This way the door won't hit her when it opens.

She knocked lightly and the door finally opened again.

The cold and indifferent man was still shirtless, with a strong hormonal aura about him.

He was taller than 1.9 meters tall, with rough arms and stubble on his chin.

He stood in front of her with a strong and mature face and bare feet.

The strong aura on her body was like a big mountain, oppressing her.

It was so terrifying that it felt like one punch could break her skull.

The petite girl in front of her opened her mouth, about to say something.

As a result, the man grabbed her wrist and lifted her up.

It was like carrying a fluttering sack, effortlessly.

"Hey...wait, wait a moment, big...brother, you——"

She thought he was going to throw her into the forest, but unexpectedly, he carried her into the house.

Inside, there was only a simple wooden bed and a small cabinet.

He put her on the bed, then knelt down on one knee, grabbed her feet, and looked at them.

"..." The dirty little girl blinked.

The man with rude and rude movements did not even raise his eyelids and spoke in a cold tone:

"Leave after bandaging. This is no place for you to stay."

His hands were rough, long, thick and black, like hands that often did farm work.

Just like that, he untied the cloth wrapped around her feet without moving lightly at all.

The wound at her foot was pulled at once, causing her to hiss in pain.

He couldn't help but shrink his legs back.

"Take it easy..."

She seemed a little aggrieved.

Tears spontaneously appeared in her charming eyes, which were slightly red and her eyelashes were wet and soft.

There is an indescribable smugness.

He paused and glanced at her with indifferent eyes.

The rough palms were still holding her delicate ankles.

Although she was dirty, it was still easy to tell that she had lived in a wealthy family since she was a child, and was a pampered young lady in the family.

Xiuxiu is elegant, even speaking softly and tightly.

There is always an unconscious sweetness and coquettishness, like a ripe peach.

It has a fresh and soft smell.

Indescribably seductive.

The man with tendons lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

After looking at her miserable feet, he tightened his hand a little.

He pinched her delicate ankles until they turned red.

The squeamish little girl frowned and whispered: "How about... I'd better do it myself-"

Before he could say anything, he stood up, turned around and walked out.

The door closed immediately.

She was left alone, sitting beside the hard wooden bed, in silence for a while.

He looked at the closed door and then at the small wooden house.

This place is too simple, with almost no utensils.

There were quite a few knives and arrows hanging on the wall, and they all seemed to be hunting knives.

It looks like... he's a hunter?