Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

His eyes were wet from being teased and his ears were red and soft.

My whole body was feeling hot, and there was a hot and alluring heat.

She left, and he seemed to remember to breathe.

Breathe in big mouthfuls.

Covering his heart that was beating like crazy.

He was embarrassed and shy, with a pitiful red at the end of his eyes.

"Bad...bad guy."

He wrapped himself in a quilt, his voice was very low and a little sandy.

Softly, biting her lip slightly, the tips of her ears were red.

Looking in the direction outside the bed tent, she reached out again and touched the place she had touched just now.

Drooping the thick and beautiful eyelashes, hiding the shyness and softness under the eyes.

The corners of his lips seemed to be slightly pursed.

There was still some residual warmth from her body in the quilt, as well as the faint fragrance of flowers.

He lay quietly for a while.

Then, as if he thought of something, his head was suddenly buried in the quilt.

His limbs were curled up to cover his hot face.

"...bad...bad guy..."

He huddled in the spot where she had been lying, covering his red and soft face.

Forcibly let the memories flashing through my mind disappear.

Like a little flower that had just had sex, trembling and extremely ashamed.

Even the tips of the petals curled up in shame.

Always ashamed, always ashamed.

Not too boring either.

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It was already past noon when Xia Lin was called.

The sun was shining brightly outside, illuminating the pine trees in the courtyard.

Xia Lin stood guard at the door. When he heard his son's summons, he stood up quickly and pushed the door open.

The aromatherapy in the room is gone, but there is still a faint fragrance in the air.

When Xia Lin came in, before she could do anything, she saw that her young master had already gotten up and got dressed.

Plain white cotton jacket, loose velvet cloak.

Her hair was disheveled, sitting in front of the dressing table, combing it.

The soft white cheeks were pink, and the tips of the ears were slightly tinted with an abnormal crimson color.

The eyebrows are very soft, and the eyes are clean, moist and bright, with an unknowing spring in them.

Compared to before getting married, something seems to have changed invisibly.

Becoming more gentle and more amazing.

The eyebrows are shy.

Xia Lin was stunned when he saw it.

"Mr..gongzi?"

The delicate young master caught a glimpse of him, snorted and put down the comb, his voice soft and rustling.

"Why are you here? Where is the general?"

Xia Lin came over hurriedly.

"The general went out and asked the young one to take good care of you."

The young master curled his red lips, and he didn't even realize that he started to care about her.

The tone was a bit fierce.

"Where has she gone?"

Xia Lin hesitated for a moment, "I don't even know about this."

"The general just said that you should have a good rest, and... he didn't say anything else."

The sensitive young master was quiet for a few seconds, and then he snorted as if he didn't care.

Without saying any more, he picked up the comb and continued to comb his hair.

He didn't care where she wanted to go.

The young master thought fiercely.

He doesn't care at all.

Xia Lin didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him combing his hair, he just stretched out his hand and said, "Master, come on, little one."

"Need not."

The young master said without looking back, "I'm hungry."

Xia Lin immediately accepted the idea: "The little one will go and ask the kitchen to pass the food now."

The young master said nothing, still combing his hair with his eyes lowered.

Xia Lin could tell that his mood seemed to be bad again, although he didn't know why.

Without asking any questions, he bowed and left.

According to his wishes, go to the kitchen to pass the meal.