Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

This time, go deeper.

Extremely touching.

It's so lingering that it makes your face blush and your heart beats, and your body heats up.

It makes people's minds go blank and makes them lose strength in an instant.

Not even the consciousness to resist.

Completely occupying a dominated position, with no control over it.

He looked at her with slightly trembling eyes.

He stared blankly, even his breathing stopped.

Feel her warmth and her initiative.

He is too young, even if he had a few incidents last night——

That was also done randomly and following instinct when the consciousness was not very clear.

but now……

He was so young that he didn't know what to do.

The base of the ears slowly turned red and softened.

The other hand unconsciously grabbed her lapel.

Silent grip.

At this moment, the room was too quiet, without a trace of sound.

The kicked-in door stood silently on both sides, swaying from the wind blowing in from outside.

The cold air is brought in by the wind and dissipates the warmth in the house.

Like a naughty child, he was squeezing in and taking a peek at the intimacy between the two people in the room.

Quietly, just one glance will make your face turn red with embarrassment.

Too intimate and ambiguous.

So ashamed that even the wind dare not look at it.

I don’t know how long it took, but the delicate and sensitive young master was finally let go.

Both of them were breathing low, their lips were red, and they didn't know who was contaminated by whose breath.

The young master is thin-skinned, the tips of his ears are red, and his originally pale cheeks have also turned red.

Hong was soft and soft, and after he could breathe, he was buried directly in her neck.

Subconsciously, the fingertips trembled slightly, as if they were trying to hide something.

Yun Si lowered her eyes and looked at him.

"You're not angry anymore, huh?"

She rubbed the back of his head.

The tone is crisp, dark and soft, with a subtle smile, extremely sultry.

His face was flushed and he said nothing.

His hands unconsciously placed on her waist.

Hold tightly.

His voice was soft and he pretended to be calm.

"I...I'm not angry..."

His tone was cat-like, as if he was being coquettish.

He was clearly denying it, but it did sound excessively lacking in confidence.

He just wants to save face, so he is extremely tough-talking.

She curled her lips slightly, not choosing to expose him.

He just hummed softly and said no more.

Quietly, hold him.

He buried himself in her neck and pursed his lips.

He lowered his eyes, blocking the warm and shining emotions in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth moved, probably trying to bend upward.

But in the end I endured it.

If you want to save face, even if you like it, you will never show it.

The hands placed on her waist slowly, little by little, hugged her tightly.

It is a posture of dependence.

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After a long time, Yun Si lowered her head, pinched his red and hot ears, and spoke warmly.

"Then, now that we are married, we will live a good life from now on, okay?"

"I promise that I will be kind to you and won't let you be wronged, okay?"

"..." The red-faced young master buried in her neck said nothing.

Lean into her arms and hold her quietly.

He bit his lip slightly, as if he was still a little embarrassed.

Twist.

"I'm not...not living a good life."

It was clearly her who left him here alone.

Yun Si heard his tone, which was funny.

"Okay, it's my fault."

"Then, I'll live a good life with Xiaoqing from now on, okay?"

She stretched out her little finger and made a hook gesture, "Pull the hook?"

"..." He slightly raised his red face and looked over.

Purse your lips.