Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

From a nearby house, Sister-in-law Li stretched out her head and asked, "Are you back?"

Yun Si raised her head.

Sister-in-law Li was still holding a pot and spoon in her hand and had a cloth around her waist, as if she was still cooking.

She said: "You should go home quickly, Yu Falcon is looking for you in a hurry!"

"……Find me?"

"Yes, he just went to his aunt's house, and when he found you weren't there, he left in a hurry."

Yun Si was slightly startled.

Sister-in-law Li raised the pot and spoon.

"Go back quickly. I guess he is going to the town to find you. When you go back, remember to look left and right to see if you can happen to bump into him."

Yun Si was silent for a moment.

After a while, she nodded, "Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."

"You're welcome~"

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When he got home, Yu Falcon was already cooking.

The aroma of vegetables wafted out, and wisps of white smoke floated from the chimney on the roof.

The door was not closed, ajar.

Yun Si entered the door, turned around and closed it slowly.

Cross the yard and go under the eaves.

In the corner was the basket he often carried. Standing there, she could see the green pears in the basket.

The pears have been washed, they are not big, there are more than a dozen.

She watched quietly, squatting down.

The slender figure squatted in front of the backpack, small and still.

There is a sense of silent grievance.

Like a little fox with droopy ears who wants to eat secretly but doesn't dare.

The man came out with the dishes, and when he saw this scene, his resolute face still had no expression.

Stone-hearted, he walked over, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up.

"Go and wash your hands before you finish eating."

"..." The beautiful little fox girl looked at him silently.

The eye sockets seem a little red.

His lips were about to be bitten out of grievance.

He paused.

"No one is trying to rob you, so why are you so anxious?"

He always had such an indifferent tone, cold, and a little bit dissatisfied.

She looked at him without speaking, her eyes slightly red.

Then he let go of her.

Without saying a word, he took the dishes and entered the house.

The backpack was just there. In fact, even if she ate it, nothing would happen.

He wouldn't do anything to her.

The little girl looked at him, her eyes even redder.

The mist shrouded the water, as if tears were about to fall out in the next second.

She followed him like a little tail.

Wherever he went, she followed.

There was a lot of smoke in the kitchen, and she wanted to come in, but he stopped her at the door.

He frowned and said in a deep tone, "Go wash your hands and don't come here to cause trouble."

She hugged him instantly.

Step forward and hug his waist.

In an instant, his body stiffened.

The action suddenly stopped.

The little girl buried her head in his chest, deeply, and she didn't mind the smell of sweat all over his body.

Xiangxiang's soft body pressed against her, and the faint fragrance of flowers seemed to dispel some of the heat in the kitchen.

Refreshing and pleasant, like an autumn breeze.

His movements were frozen there, almost subconsciously, and he breathed lightly.

I wanted to retreat, but she held him tightly, airtight.

He wanted to push her away, but his hands were dirty and stained with oil, and he didn't dare to touch her.

It seems that only at this time, he will show a bit of embarrassment and helplessness.

His body was stiff, unable to move or push, and his face was slightly red.

The dark face should have been rough and fleshy, but at this time, it turned black and red.

His lips moved randomly, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

The temperature of the body is rising rapidly, the Adam's apple is rolling up and down, and it seems that it is difficult to speak.