Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The clothes of the two people were already dry, but they were still hanging on it.

Usually earlier in the day, he would remember to collect clothes.

Just today...

Feeling strange in her heart, Yun Si stood on tiptoes and collected all the clean clothes.

Hold the clothes and go back to the house.

When she pushed the door open with her foot, she was suddenly startled, looked at the figure sitting on the bed inside, and blinked.

"Are you here? Why don't you light the lamp?"

She spoke in a natural tone and walked in.

Put your clothes on the bed and go find a candle.

He usually placed the candles on the first floor of the cabinet. She opened the cabinet, took one out, struck a match and lit it.

The room was now a little brighter.

Putting the candle on the table, she looked at the man who had been silent.

The man sat there, motionless, with his shoulders slumped, staring at her with his dark phoenix eyes.

It was like mist and gray, and no emotion could be seen clearly in the phoenix eyes.

Yun Si was silent for a moment and lowered her head.

She patted the hem of her skirt and seemed to feel a little unnatural.

Thinking...how to explain my situation.

The beautiful woman waved her hand, came over and sat beside the bed.

Sit beside him.

The room was quiet except for the candle on the table, which was burning brightly.

Orange light illuminated the entire room.

The two sat side by side in silence.

He lowered his eyelids, feeling unclear.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

His voice was hoarse and a little dry.

The delicate and soft person beside him said nothing and looked at him quietly.

After a while, she moved closer to him.

While looking at him, he paused and slowly stretched out his hand.

She reached out and gently covered the back of his hand.

His palms were always hot, but hers were cool.

As fine and white as jade and cool.

The two people have completely different sizes, his palms are large and hers are relatively small.

She lowered her eyes and held his hand quietly.

The fingers held each other's and her head gently rested on his shoulder.

Relying on him silently, snuggling on his shoulder.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to have already given the answer.

The man remained motionless, his eyes fell forward, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was suppressed.

"Do you know...what are you doing now?"

"..." Of course she knew.

The delicate and beautiful person curled her red lips and muttered.

"I don't want to leave, even if you drive me away, I won't leave."

She held his hand tightly, even tilted her head and kissed him.

Putting her head on his shoulder, looking at his deep and handsome profile, her soft cheeks were slightly bulging.

"Do you know what I told them?"

"I told them... I am already yours. From now on, this is my home, my only home. From now on, I will not go anywhere, I will live here."

He moved his lips and clenched his fingers for a moment.

The rough black palms were like entangled tree roots, tightly binding the delicate white and delicate flower bones.

He looked at her with a serious expression.

She raised her lips, leaned over again, and pecked him quickly.

I could feel his breathing getting heavier instantly and his chest rising and falling violently.

His big hands held her tightly, his arms were straining, and his muscles were tensing.

The squeamish person quickly wrinkled his nose and said, "Be gentle, you're hurting me..."

The strength in his hand that was about to crush her relaxed a little.

He looked at her with a serious look in his eyes and suddenly leaned over.

The strong arms were like iron chains, holding her whole in his arms.