Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She turned into such a charming person, staggered, and leaned against the tree trunk.

The plain green skirt seemed to be unable to suppress the beauty of her brows.

Beautiful and pure.

She leaned against the tree trunk and looked at him.

He looked at her calmly, and his cold and distant aura seemed to have softened.

His hand slowly fell, and he lowered his eyes, his eyes falling on the hem of her skirt.

The beautiful flower skirt was stained with grass fragments. I don’t know when it got stained.

He stared at it for a moment, then leaned over.

The beautiful and beautiful person immediately shrank back.

As if she was afraid that he would hit her.

"Your Highness, I forgive you, I -"

Before he finished speaking, I saw him leaning down and gently brushing away the grass fragments.

The pieces of grass that appeared at the wrong time fell lightly to the side.

Her dress was clean again.

Yun Si was startled for a moment, and her shrinking movements stopped there.

"Your Highness... Your Highness?"

He straightened up and raised his eyes.

Her face is as cold as snow, and when viewed up close, her lips are red and her eyes are astonishingly beautiful.

The cold breath was very close to her, beyond the normal distance between men and women.

He slowly placed his hand on the tree trunk and looked at her closely.

The eyes were deep, dim, and light, with a bit of a chestnut-like coldness.

"You called me, what?"

His tone was calm and very slow.

Slowly, I can’t figure out what it means.

It makes one's heart beat.

"..." The man who was forced to lean against the tree trunk didn't know where to put his hands.

He held his hands slightly stiffly at his sides, looked at him, and blinked slightly.

There was silence.

"you……"

He stared at her calmly.

At some point, the distance between the two people became closer and closer.

So close that she could feel the warmth of his body and his breathing.

The coolness of her breath fell on her face.

She blinked uncomfortably, and her cheeks seemed to be stained red by the warmth of his breath.

It is slightly rosy and beautiful pink, and the tips of the ears are also slightly red.

"...Ah...Achen?"

His movement towards him paused.

After a moment of silence, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

It seemed that very softly, a chuckle escaped.

It seemed as if all the coldness dissipated with that soft and gentle smile.

He raised his hand and touched her cheek.

The slender white fingertips pinched the soft flesh on her cheek gently.

Like a small punishment.

"What? Once you become an immortal, you don't want to be a bad husband anymore?"

His tone was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

It's more like a joke.

Although I couldn't hear the meaning of teasing.

"..." The person whose face was pinched seemed to be stunned for a moment.

The hand that had fallen stiffly to the side suddenly let go.

Slightly open your beautiful and charming eyes and look at him.

"you……"

No amnesia? ? ?

The man lowered his eyes and his gaze fell lightly on her lips.

The fingers that were holding her cheeks were slightly loosened, and they were stroking, very close to her.

So close that if you move a little, you can kiss her.

The thin air between the two of them was mixed with the cool breath and the faint fragrance of flowers.

One cold and one hot, blending together.

The atmosphere is extremely ambiguous.

It's like the sparks under the firewood are about to explode and burn hotly.

The man who was pressed against the tree trunk was quiet for a moment.

Then, he suddenly raised his hands and stood on tiptoe.

She hugged him tightly, burying her whole body in his arms.

"I thought you didn't remember me..."

She was in his arms sullenly, holding him tightly with her arms.