Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"If you rest well, you won't faint again."

he said softly.

"..." The beautiful girl looked at him steadily and said nothing.

After two seconds, she suddenly jumped off his lap.

With bare feet, he quickly ran down the cold stairs.

The god on the holy throne cast his compassionate and gentle gaze on her.

She seems to be very indulgent in her childish behavior.

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Cecia ran to the door of the temple.

As if to verify something, he stood there and took a tentative, gentle step.

The dryness in the body that had originally calmed down, but at that moment, there was a faint tendency to emerge again.

Sensing this strangeness, she instantly withdrew her foot as if she was being burned.

He took a few steps back.

The servant of God under the pillar looked at her with strange eyes, as if he thought her behavior at the moment was strange.

But Cecia didn't pay any attention to their gazes.

He just stood there, as if he was stunned, motionless, staring in the direction of the temple door.

Her thoughts were confused for a time, leaving her extremely confused.

After standing there for a long time, she seemed unwilling to give up.

Take a few steps forward.

Still in the same position as before, take another step slightly out.

The next second, the unusually hot and unbearable feeling in her body was like a flood that had been opened.

The overwhelming momentum swept over her and surged into her chest.

It didn't hurt, but in an instant, the heat made her throat dry and she became increasingly thirsty.

The temperature of the body began to rise, and the strength that had just been restored was now leaking rapidly like a punctured balloon.

Her legs instantly became weak and she became unsteady.

Cecia took a few steps back again, like a trapped, weak and helpless flower, never taking another step out.

She stood there, the restlessness emerging from her body seemed to be a little unbearable.

He stabilized his body and stood there for a while.

Just like that, she stared in the direction outside, bit her lip, and clenched her fists.

Obviously I want to leave, I want to flap my wings, leave here, and breathe the free air outside.

But the physiological desire that came from nowhere still forced her to retract her gaze.

Her fists slowly unclenched, she stamped her feet, turned around and ran back.

With her bare and delicate feet, she ran up the stairs one after another.

Like a fish that was about to die of thirst, it quickly jumped into the arms of the god.

Holding him tightly, breathing a little urgently.

"What's wrong? Cecia."

God's loving care is always as gentle as spring.

Care for her body and her soul that longs for freedom.

Cecia said nothing, holding him tightly, showing an extremely dependent posture.

She hugged him tightly for a long time, sucking in the soothing breath from his body, as if she was possessed by a man.

After a long time, finally, the heat in Cecia's body began to calm down.

When that strong feeling slowly receded like a tide, only the slightly abnormal blush on her cheeks was left.

It seems a little uncomfortable.

She hugged him tightly and gasped.

She felt the warm and gentle hands gently rubbing her head.

She didn't hide, but where the gods couldn't see her, her face was expressionless and her eyes were cold.

Staring at a certain place, silent for a long time.

A heart gradually becomes heavy.