Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The general, who had his eyes closed, did not speak, but patted him gently on the back.

Just like he had done to her countless times, she coaxed him to sleep.

Slowly...slowly...

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The effect of hugging a lover is extremely obvious. Before the general could put her young husband to sleep, she fell asleep first.

She always had a habit of letting go of all her defenses around him.

Once your body and mind are relaxed, you will naturally fall asleep faster.

After a while, she fell asleep.

The young husband was left who was still awake and not sleepy at all.

Buried in her arms, very quiet.

It was as if he was listening to her heartbeat attentively.

As if knowing that she was already asleep, he gently raised his face and looked directly at her.

The line of sight was finally unobstructed.

He loved watching her, he always knew it.

I don’t know why, but...

He loved being so close to her, so close.

Close enough to do a lot of things easily.

include……

He looked at her quietly, his soft and beautiful eyelashes trembling.

Like a small animal getting close to its owner, he first came close and stared.

Then, tentatively, he came closer.

Get closer slowly.

Because I like it, suddenly the dragonfly touches the water and pecks at it.

Peck her face, then quickly pull back.

He buried himself back into her warm embrace, his ears flushed.

As if he had done something bad, he felt guilty.

Afraid of waking her up and letting her know.

Just a soft and timid little rabbit.

She is too thin-skinned.

Obviously, they are husband and wife, so there is nothing wrong with doing such a thing.

After a secret kiss, he pulled back and waited for a while.

She didn't move.

Apparently, not woken up.

Probably because in many worlds in the past, he was too fond of doing tricks. He always liked to kiss her when she was sleeping and play tricks.

Therefore, she has developed a good habit of being able to tolerate harassment.

As long as it's not too much, she won't wake up.

Sleeping extremely soundly.

The young husband buried in her arms seemed to have discovered this habit. He was quiet for a while and then boldly raised his head.

Carefully, he reached out and poked her cheek.

Soft and warm.

He stared, watching her reaction.

...Obviously, still not awake.

He blinked.

This time, I became more courageous.

His eyes were wet and bright, staring at her unblinkingly.

Carefully, he began to touch her face.

Eyes, nose, mouth...

Somehow, everything looked so to his liking.

No matter how I look at it, I always find it beautiful, but I still feel like I can’t get enough of it.

The more I look at it, the more I feel...

His heart was swollen and full, as if something was about to overflow, filling his chest and rising into his throat.

It gave him an inexplicable impulse, extreme excitement, eagerness, and tense nerves.

I always want to do something to vent the anger in my heart.

It feels like it is accumulating more and more, like a sleeping volcano, frantically looking for an exit, just waiting to explode.

The young man, who didn't know how to be happy, just kept staring at his wife without blinking, the light in his eyes was very bright, so bright that it was scorching.

He stared at her for a long time, and finally, listening to her breathing, he leaned closer.

The lips covered her with a slight shyness that made the roots of her ears red.

Apply it carefully and rub it gently.

First time, so proactive.

In the silent night, outside everyone's dreams.

Work hard, hold your breath, suppress the drumming sound of your heartbeat.