Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The firewood was burning brightly, and the noodles in the pot were gurgling.

Yun Si looked at him, her beautiful eyes unblinking, as if she couldn't see enough.

The noodles were cooked quickly and scooped into a large bowl.

It's steaming hot, and when you fiddle with it twice with chopsticks, you'll find soft and sweet barbecued pork underneath.

Yun Si went to wash her hands and sat obediently at the table.

Watching him bring the noodles in and place them in front of her.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

She watched him sit down without her own in front of him.

He sat opposite her and handed over the chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry, you eat."

She could only say oh.

She was indeed hungry, so she blew on the noodles and stuffed them into her mouth eagerly.

The man sat there and looked at her quietly.

She took a sip of soup, licked her lips, and raised her eyes.

Meeting his gaze, she blinked.

After thinking about it, she pushed the bowl over.

"You can take two bites. There is so much, I can't finish it."

His eyes fell on the noodles floating in clear soup.

The color of his eyes is slightly darker.

"...A Falcon?"

Seeing that he was not moving, she called out.

He moved and did not refuse.

Using her chopsticks, she only ate two bites of noodles.

When she was pushed back, she took the chopsticks and ate the meat inside.

Yanhong's soft lips pressed against the edge of the bowl, sipping the delicious soup without even caring that he had eaten it.

The man looked at her quietly without saying a word.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

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late at night.

It's bedtime again.

Yun Si still washed first, then went to bed and waited for Yu Falcon to come back.

She took the book and read it while lying on the bed.

The candle next to the bed was placed a little to the side to prevent her from accidentally knocking it out when she reached out.

The clothes that were used to separate the two of them before were now put away by her thoughtfully.

After reading for a while, she glanced sideways at the door.

After hearing the footsteps, she consciously moved her position and moved inside.

The kang bed is large enough to accommodate two people.

The man came back from the bath, closed the door and closed the latch.

When he turned around and his dark eyes fell on the person on the bed, he stopped there, his fingers slightly tightened.

The strong and deep face seemed a little tense.

The person in a gauze skirt on the bed is still reading a book.

The white and tender feet swayed again and again, dazzlingly white in the dim light.

He walked to the bed and sat down slowly.

There seems to be some redness at the base of the ears.

Yun Si closed the book and stuffed it under the pillow.

"Are you going to sleep? I'm lying down."

His broad, thick back blocked the light and cast shadows.

Just hearing a low sound in the air, the candle was quickly blown out.

He lay down beside her.

The candles went out, it was dark outside, and it was even darker inside, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

When vision disappears, other senses seem to be infinitely magnified.

Breathing, heartbeat, and that aura that is hard to ignore.

Spreading out between the two people, a bit of ambiguity arose invisibly.

Too much ambiguity.

It seemed as if the temperature had risen.

Yun Si lay inside, but this time she didn't move.

Close your eyes and sleep.

Last night's experience told her that a hug is a hug, but it's hot...

It's really hot.

He didn't know what his body was made of, but it was really hot.

He is so strong that if you hug him, he won't let go.

Who knows what she went through last night.

Yun Si lay flat there, motionless, her eyes bright.

The man beside him didn't move either, just lying there, breathing heavily.

Like a hot iron.