Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si didn't say anything, but approached him, stretched out her hand, and gently touched the end of his eyes.

Staring into his eyes, he didn't move for a long time.

The man's eyes were dark, like ink that couldn't be melted, and nothing could be seen clearly inside.

He held her waist, his beautiful crimson lips were smiling, and the curvature of his eyelashes was clear and gentle.

It seems like something has changed, but it seems like nothing has changed.

"What's wrong?"

he asked again softly.

Warm and dry hands patted her back like a child.

The ultimate yet familiar tenderness, the care and care with which she was treated.

His movements, demeanor, and temperament are all very similar to that person.

Really... very similar.

Yun Si stared into his eyes and remained silent.

She just held his face and stroked the end of his eyes quietly.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

In the end, she said nothing.

She lowered her eyes, hugged his neck, and nuzzled him like a clingy cat.

It's like being addicted.

For some reason, she just couldn't resist such tenderness.

He was spineless and put away his claws, wishing that his whole body could hang on him.

Obviously, he did nothing and said nothing.

But now, she was clinging to him again.

She hugged his waist tightly and buried herself in his arms.

With her eyes closed, she felt him gently rubbing her head. She was silent for a moment and opened her lips.

"Mr. Sheng."

"Huh?" The voice was dark and seemed to come from the chest.

She closed her eyes and asked, "Actually... I lied to you."

The hand gently caressing her back did not pause, still gentle, "What?"

The dark purple color in his lowered eyebrows was extremely deep.

She nuzzled him and hugged him tightly.

"Actually... I really like gentle men."

The feeling of being cherished, cared for, and tolerated with endless patience is really...

very good.

The man holding her had his eyes narrowed and said nothing, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"But...reality will always be different from ideals." The person who relied on him in his arms said.

Some differences are small, while others are huge.

And what she met...

She slowly opened her eyes, as if sighing.

"Since there is always a difference between ideal and reality, I won't ask for too much."

"So, you don't have to be so... restrained."

The more restrained she is, the scarier she will be when she fears she will explode.

The gentle Mr. Sheng pointed his finger.

The handsome man lowered his head and stared at her quietly with his dark phoenix eyes.

There seemed to be a flash of strange emotion, revealing some inexplicable danger.

The curvature of the pale crimson lips seemed to deepen, the eyes were too intense, and the voice was somewhat deep.

"Don't you have to...restraint...restraint...?"

He was chewing these words over and over again.

As if to draw something from it.

A certain ignorant goblin nodded, grabbed his hand, and pressed it on his waist.

"Hold tighter, like before."

She didn't like his restrained and polite hug, which was loose and as if he was going to let go of her the next second.

Compared to such a gentlemanly gesture, she thought she preferred a tight hug.

In this way, she could feel the heat of his chest.

Really, all the way to her heart.

That ethereal feeling that can't be grasped will completely settle down.

Put her mind at ease.

The man said nothing.

But slowly, with strength.

It was like a cruel and thick iron chain, crushing her bones.

Little by little, it turned into flesh and blood and integrated into the body.

never separate.

Yun Si felt her bones cracking, and his voice seemed to darken.

With the utmost peace.

"Really, don't you have to restrain yourself?"

He asked slowly in her ear.