Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

However, she had not yet made any move.

A chain glowing with golden light appeared on her ankle.

It was like a punishment, directly restraining her in place.

Chesia's body also had all its strength drained away at this moment.

He collapsed on the ground, his hands were tied, and there were even chains around his neck.

Cecia, who made a big mistake, at this moment, completely...

Became a prisoner.

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The woman, who was no longer weak, struggled, trying to break free of the chains that tied her with her hands.

She raised her head and met the pair of light golden, calm and kind eyes.

At some point, he opened his eyes.

As if he was looking down on her, his eyes were always so gentle, warm and tolerant.

He slowly sat up and straightened his messy robes slowly.

The beautiful and holy God, even after being offended, is still pure and flawless, touching the soul.

He lowered his eyes and adjusted his robes. Under his slow and leisurely attitude, it seemed that it had become a very sacred thing that should not be desecrated.

Even after she made a big mistake, he remained neither happy nor angry, and did not punish her immediately and severely.

He looked at her softly and lovingly, as if he was sighing softly.

Sighing at her presumption and dissatisfaction.

"Chesia, do you still remember...the oath you swore?"

She swore in the name of freedom that she would never make another mistake.

But now...she still committed the crime.

Big mistake made.

This asked him, what should he do?

"..." The demon girl, whose hands and feet were bound, looked at him silently.

His hands were still struggling twice without giving up.

The result was still expected, and there was no way to escape.

After pausing for two seconds, she took a deep breath, as if to calm down.

"you do this delibrately."

She looked at him word by word.

It seemed like he was asking rhetorically, but also like he was determined.

The beautiful and benevolent God always looked at her with such tenderness and love.

It seemed like he wouldn't be angry no matter what she did.

However, he still looked at her like this, walking towards the abyss step by step without reminding her.

Kind, but hypocritical and indifferent to the extreme.

The Lord seemed to be smiling, a gentle smile.

The deep, light golden eyes were empty, as if nothing could be seen clearly inside.

The brightly colored lips seemed to still have bite marks left on them.

The beautiful and cold god gently stretched out his hand and placed his warm palm on her head.

It's like sighing, but also like regret.

"Chesia, you are always the one who makes mistakes, isn't it?"

As long as her will is firmer and her control is stronger, she won't...

That's how pitiful it is.

"..." Cecia, who was restrained again, wanted to avoid his touch.

But her body was too weak to escape.

He just stared at him angrily, as if he was too angry to speak.

This feeling of falling into a trap and being plotted by others is really not good.

She gritted her sharp teeth and stared at him, suddenly exerting all her strength.

She bit his outstretched hand and bit it down hard.

He looks like a hedgehog covered in sharp thorns that refuses to be tamed.

With the thought of dying together, he bit it down without reason.

As she bit it, almost instantly, she tasted the sweet and sticky taste.

It was like, some liquid was flowing out.