Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He looked at it from a distance and didn't think about it any more.

Go downstairs and report.

"Sir, the room has been decorated according to your instructions."

The woman who was looking up at the painting on the wall turned her head.

The face is exquisite, and the dark green at the end of the hair is very vivid.

"Then can I move in?"

Even her voice is soft and delicate.

Uncle Wang glanced at his husband and replied respectfully: "You can do it at any time, miss."

"Thank you for your hard work."

She was quite polite.

Uncle Wang couldn't help but look her over a few times.

The room was tidied and she didn't need to move around anymore.

Looking at Mr. Qiao, who had been silent all this time, she raised a smile, with crooked eyes, and naturally walked over to help him.

"Do you want to come upstairs together?"

A very normal tone, like talking to a friend.

Mr. Qiao, who had a gentle and clean face, looked at her quietly.

In the dark eyes, only her figure was reflected, which was extremely dull.

There are no emotional ups and downs.

"good."

He slowly took her hand.

It means that she needs to be supported.

Uncle Wang silently withdrew his gaze.

The husband is willing to have physical contact with her, and even take the initiative to have intimate contact...

There was no need to ask any more questions, he already had an idea of ​​this unknown woman.

It seems that this woman... will only live there permanently in the future, not temporarily.

Uncle Wang thought to himself.

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Qiao Fu has difficulty walking and needs the support of crutches to walk.

Yun Si looked at it from a distance before, feeling only distressed.

Now that I was helping him up close, I was even more careful.

One step at a time, for fear of falling him.

"Slower……"

The smile disappeared from her face, her eyes were lowered, slightly tense, and full of nervousness.

Relative to her caution, Mr. Qiao seemed to be somewhat impressed.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his body turned slightly sideways.

Choosing to rest his weight on her body instead of the crutches.

He rarely relied on others so much. This seemed to be the first time that he relied on everything like this.

"Do you have any relatives?"

He held her waist and looked straight at her with a gentle voice.

The attention is not on the steps one by one.

Yun Si watched him go, absent-mindedly.

"No."

"Does this mean you are the only monster here?"

"……Um."

"Would you feel lonely if you were the only one?"

"Won't."

"Why?"

"……what why?"

After finally reaching the last step, she raised her eyes, feeling a little strange.

Mr. Qiao, who seemed to be in a good mood, repeated the question in a gentle tone.

"Why don't you feel lonely?"

"If you were the only one, wouldn't there be no one to talk to?"

She blinked, her face not red, her heart not beating, "Isn't there still you?"

Extremely straightforward, no pretense.

Mr. Qiao paused, "What?"

"I thought we had become friends."

Her beautiful, light red eyes stared straight at him without concealing anything.

"You don't know how to talk to me?"

Although it was a bit scary before, but now...

He seemed to be back to his previous self.

Very gentle and a good person.

"friend?"

She held out her hand.

Made a gesture inviting a handshake.

The gentle Mr. Qiao looked at her intently.

"Friend... friend..."

He chewed these three words repeatedly, lowered his eyes, and smiled suddenly.