Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The long and thick eyelashes hang low, the knuckles are long, and the cold white skin seems to glow softly under the light and shadow.

His side face has clear lines, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes are peaceful.

Not saying anything, just sitting there, you can feel an invisible sense of peace and stability.

It seemed that his state of mind slowly calmed down, became gentle, and turned into a pool of soft water.

Like a god, the innocent god under the peach tree for millions of years.

"..." Yun Si paused slightly in her hand movements and blinked her eyes.

Staring at him directly, he didn't move for a long time.

A strange feeling emerged in my heart.

Just like a seed, once it falls to the ground, it will take root, sprout, and grow uncontrollably.

Almost at that moment, Yun Si felt something was wrong.

When a strange feeling came up, I couldn't tell what it was.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the gentle and calm man.

The news on the TV was still broadcasting. After a long time, she looked back and sat cross-legged.

His eyes fell on the TV, but his mind was obviously not on that.

She looked at him from time to time, but he always looked like he was reading quietly and basically didn't speak.

His long, thick eyelashes were drooped, as if he didn't realize she was looking at him.

Compared with the overly enthusiastic and clingy appearance in the past, he seems much colder today.

She was watching TV absentmindedly.

Finally, she suddenly put down the fruit plate and crawled next to him.

Leaning on his shoulder, she hugged him.

"Are you angry?" She came closer to him and looked at him carefully.

The man's eyelashes trembled, his eyes slowly moved away from the book, and he looked at her with a clear gaze: "What?"

The voice is gentle and the eyebrows are gentle.

Not angry.

She blinked, feeling relieved, and leaned over to kiss him.

"It's nothing, I just saw that you haven't spoken a word, so I thought you were angry."

She nuzzled his nose like a kitten and smiled.

The man seemed startled for a moment and looked at her with his narrow, dark phoenix eyes.

Seeing her smiling, he pursed his lips and seemed to laugh too.

He raised his hand and pinched her face, his movements intimate and gentle.

"Fool, in your eyes, am I that easy to get angry?"

Hearing this, Yun Si nodded seriously: "You just get angry easily."

He paused, and a small smile slowly appeared in his dark and deep eyes, slightly curved, and extremely gentle.

"I...have often been cruel to you?"

".That's not true."

She curled her lips slightly and rested her head on his shoulder.

"But you do get angry easily. When you get angry, you are like a dull gourd. You don't say a word, just like you did just now."

He raised his lips slightly, slowly put his arms around her waist, and hugged her.

"I didn't speak because you were watching TV, so I didn't bother you."

"If you don't like me not talking, then I will talk often, okay?"

"." This damn fatal tenderness.

She looked at him, her eyes moving slightly.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly straightened up and sat astride his lap.

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with long and strong legs. He stared at her quietly with gentle eyebrows and said nothing.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he slowly put the book to one side.

The free hand covered her waist and held her, not too lightly nor too hard.

Like an aristocratic gentleman, his movements are intimate and gentle, but not excessive.

Just the right amount of politeness without overstepping the mark.

"What's wrong?"

He gently held back her broken hair and his voice was extremely soft.