Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Got you, fool."

The warm white jade hand gently touched the little green seedling hiding under the root of the tree, with a soft voice and a gentle smile.

He was smiling, his pure white and warm clothes fell to the ground, his movements were always very gentle.

Like the misty hot tea in the cold winter months, the warmth spreads directly from the fingertips to the heart.

Warm and soft, delicate and careful.

The elaborate deception method seemed to be of no use to him.

No matter where she hides, he can always find her immediately, hiding a smile.

After being discovered, the little green seedlings under the peach tree suddenly withered.

With a sudden change, a bright red dress filled with fire appeared.

On the delicate and slender ankles, the bells tied with red ropes rang loudly, almost lively in this peach forest.

The coquettish red light dissipated in mid-air, and the enchantress who was raised to be particularly delicate was very unhappy.

As if he had no bones, he fell into the warm and beautiful arms of the god.

She hugged him, her head kept moving inward, and she hummed softly like a cat.

"It's not fun. This game is not fun at all."

"Why do you find me every time?"

She complained and acted coquettishly in his arms to show her dissatisfaction.

The gentle and good-tempered god raised his lips, tapped her forehead, and smiled lightly.

"Anyway, you lose, Si Si."

If you lose, you will be punished.

"..."

She buried herself in his arms, keeping her voice muffled and silent.

Pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Si Si?"

He patted her shoulder gently, and there was always an endless gentle smile hidden in his clear and gentle voice.

It seems that he will never be angry with her and will always indulge her.

"..." The bad guy who was eating tofu in his arms reluctantly hummed.

When you feel good, you give up, let go of him, and stand up straight.

She pursed her red lips and looked at the ground. There were four words written on her beautiful face——

I,

No,

sweet,

Heart.

He laughed again, softly.

A gentle god, even his smile is warm, low and gentle, and has hidden magnetism.

Like the sun shining on your face, there is an excessive warmth that makes your cheeks uncontrollably hot.

The tips of the ears are also a little sunburned.

"..." The somewhat depressed person raised his eyes and glanced at him.

She was stunned for a moment when she faced his purple eyes that were always as gentle as water, with a deep smile hidden inside.

Then, as if being burned, he touched his ears.

The cheeks are also a little red.

"No...don't laugh."

She was a little embarrassed, even angry.

"Do not laugh!"

She stood on tiptoes and covered him.

As a result, the movement was too violent and her center of gravity was unstable.

"Eh--"

The gentle and snow-colored god caught her firmly again, and placed his warm hand on her waist with restraint and politeness.

"...be careful." He protected her with a helpless smile.

The cold snow-colored clothes wrapped around her, filling her with his soothing breath.

It was like he was kissing her.

The heartless goblin looked at him without saying a word.

Suddenly, it became quiet.

There is an excessive quietness.

"What's wrong?"

The delicate and gentle god is always the first to sense when something is wrong with her emotions.

The hand on her waist relaxed slightly and turned to pat her back gently, as if coaxing a child.

"Your hands are tired and you don't want to copy?"

"Then we won't copy it today, and the punishment will be moved to tomorrow, okay?"