Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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The air is filled with the fragrant smell of vanilla and the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

The soft sunlight shines through the dense branches and leaves and hits the ground, casting a shallow and beautiful layer of light and shadow.

Yun Si trembled her eyelashes slightly, wanting to wake up.

But for some reason, my eyelids felt like they were holding a thousand kilograms in their mouths, unable to move, and my body was too weak to exert any strength.

In my ears, the crisp chirping of birds came from far away, and the wind blowing by butterflies seemed to be vaguely in front of me, visible with my eyes open.

The quiet and comfortable environment all around, the familiar feeling, just like returning to that cabin,

Next to him, there is Jiu Ge.

Yun Si felt his breath, and also felt that he was slowly approaching.

The snow-colored beauty as beautiful as flowing clouds slowly bent down and looked quietly at the girl sleeping under the tree.

The warm light purple eyes are curved, with a clear smile.

The curve of the pale crimson lips is gentle and soothing, and the cold and stunning face is like a snow lotus, noble and stunning.

He looked at the girl quietly, stretched out his snow-white fingers, and gently twisted the petals on the tip of her nose.

After watching it for a long time,

He gradually shifted his gaze to the rice paper thrown casually aside.

Lazy little goblin who always fails to copy the precepts properly.

After copying it once, the handwriting started to become crooked and out of shape.

Once again, the characters on the rice paper became more and more crooked and shallow,

The ink is smeared on the paper, with deep and shallow colors and no rules.

It seems,

She seemed to feel sleepy while copying.

The beauty curled her lips helplessly, seeming to sigh softly.

He squatted down, his cloud-white clothes dragging on the ground,

Slowly he took away the Xuan pen from the girl's hand and placed it aside.

He held her hand and looked at it carefully.

The little goblin's white palms were covered with ink, making them dirty, but she didn't care much about them.

The bright red and complicated skirt is also slightly stained with black, which looks a bit abrupt.

He looked at it carefully, took out a clean handkerchief, and began to wipe her.

When her gentle eyes fell on the skirt,

He laughed silently, hiding the trace of indulgence and condensing the helpless sound,

"I have to wash your clothes again..."

"It's really..."

If you don't wash it clean,

She loves beauty so much, and she feels uncomfortable when she sees the dirty skirt.

The gentle beauty wiped her hands clean and put them down gently.

The girl seemed to be sleeping soundly, breathing very lightly, and her cheeks turned a beautiful light pink color as she slept.

Her appearance is becoming more and more stunning, and her extremely charming peach blossom eyes are always full of water, and the curvature is upward, yet still charming and agile.

The flower on the other side of the forehead is as lifelike as a blooming petal, exuding a faint fragrance silently, and is full of blood and eye-catching.

Against her gorgeous face, it was like the icing on the cake, perfectly beautiful and comfortable.

She fell asleep quietly, adding a bit of indescribable enchantment compared to her liveliness when she was awake.

Like a fairy flower that can enchant the soul at all times,

Beautiful, but not aware of it.

The man watched quietly, the gentleness in his eyes gradually emerged,

Like the tiny warm light exposed by the sun, it wants to envelope it and wrap it tightly.

"Si Si..."

He slowly sat next to her, his gentle gaze never leaving her.

Snow-white warm palms carefully raised her head,

Then, he slowly took it into his arms,

The breath, as cold as snow, hugged her tightly.