Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It's so cold that if you stay outside for a long time, your limbs will feel frozen.

After Xia Lin came out, the matchmaker who had been guarding the door finally completed his task.

Xia Lin followed the rules and gave him a big red envelope.

"Thank you, grandpa."

The matchmaker took the heavy red bag, weighed it, and then burst into laughter.

"What should be done is what a child should do."

"I wish the general and the young master will have a son as soon as possible. They will be together for a hundred years and grow old together."

You can say anything auspicious, but if you say more, you won't go wrong.

As he spoke, he put the money bag back into his chest with satisfaction.

Xia Lin nodded and made a gesture of invitation.

"It's over for today, let's go."

"Okay, okay." The matchmaker left with a smile on his face.

The two people left here together.

There was no one outside the door, and the original silence soon returned.

It was cold and extremely clammy.

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inside the house.

At the time when autumn and winter are transitioning, earthworms are already burning in the house.

There were no windows or doors, and the room was warm, like spring.

The dragon and phoenix auspicious candles on the high platform were almost finished burning, so the light became a little dim.

Under the swaying shadow of the candle, the incense in the incense burner spreads silently.

The light and pleasant scent of pear blossom and sandalwood seems to permeate the entire room.

When the hanging curtain was gently opened, the arc swayed, and inadvertently the fragrance fell all over the floor.

It's light, mixed with the aroma of wine brought by the visitor.

The footsteps were light and steady.

He walked quietly to the bedside, and then stopped not far or near.

Standing there, quietly, as if looking at him.

The sitting young master, an inexperienced young master, seemed to be nervous. His hands were hidden under the cloak and shrunk.

His fingers curled up and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Probably because Xia Lin forgot to open the window when he left, the temperature in the room was extremely hot at the moment.

Start from the feet and work your way up.

My heart was going crazy, beating completely erratically.

The scalding heat was in his chest, like lava filling his chest.

Everything from the neck up was completely red, even the tips of the ears were red and soft, and you could feel the scalding temperature when you touched it.

The innocent young master didn't know what was wrong with him. Every time he was alone with her, he would become like this.

It’s so nerve-wracking and panic-stricken.

It's a very novel feeling, but not annoying at the same time.

It even feels like drinking sweet fruit wine.

I feel dizzy, my body is limp, and I still feel unfinished.

He licked his lips nervously, and the hands hidden under the cloak leaned together unconsciously.

Listening to the thundering heartbeat of his own heart, he waited.

Waiting for her move.

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The visitor watched for a while, and then finally made a move.

Slowly walked to the bed and stood in front of him.

The red dress is gorgeous, and her breath is mixed with the aroma of wine.

She leaned forward slightly, stretched out her hand, and hooked his red hijab with her fingertips.

His breathing almost stopped at this moment, and his cheeks were very red, soft and hot.

Lowering his eyes, his gaze fell on her thin white fingertips.

The breath was too close and she remained silent. His eyelashes trembled violently and his back tensed unconsciously.

I don't know what I'm nervous about.

In short, my heart was beating so fast.

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Passionate and enthusiastic.