Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He is dumber than him and has a bad brain.

When a soul is divided, if one is smart, one must become stupid.

If one has all the advantages, there must be one who has to bear all the shortcomings.

Cannot choose.

He is evil and has a dark world in his eyes.

I don’t know how to express it, and I don’t understand those twists and turns.

He only uses his own way to express his emotions.

He bit her collarbone and kept biting it, leaving bright red marks on it.

It stings slightly and seems to have broken the skin.

There are tiny traces of blood oozing out, and the fragrance is rich and overflowing.

Yun Si hugged him, only relaxed for a moment, and then hugged him tightly again.

Probably feeling his emotions, she frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

She just gently rubbed his little head, hugged him, and went to bed.

It was fierce, but she didn't let him go.

The silent tenderness seemed to calm his emotions a little.

Feeling the strength of her embrace, he growled and kept thrusting into her arms.

Back and forth, eager and wanton.

Not knowing what to do, I just instinctively wanted to catch her.

Especially after that nasty guy appeared, he was even more anxious.

He didn't figure out what he really cared about. In short, he just wanted to take her as his own.

Never give in.

She could feel his emotions, and the other person who was one with him could naturally feel them too.

He can always sense his thoughts quickly.

Then, scoff.

He is very smart, knows how to assess the situation, knows when to do something and when not to do something.

This is especially true when targeting a certain prey.

After Yun Si lay down, he didn't rush to stick to her.

Instead, he carefully grabbed a corner of her skirt.

Hold on, be quiet.

He looked at her pitifully.

No fuss, no talking.

It was in sharp contrast to the bad cub in his arms who kept having a tantrum.

Yun Si lay down and reluctantly comforted the little ferocious cub that had been biting her.

Feeling the pitiful movements of the little angel next to her, she had no choice but to reach out and touch him.

The little pitiful little boy who looked quiet and docile rolled into her arms in an instant.

The two small oil bottles were squeezed together in her arms.

One held her neck, and the other held her waist.

As if competing for favor.

Don't give in to anyone.

The hard part is someone caught in the middle, who has to worry about this and coax that.

Two oil bottles squeezed together make it twice as difficult to maintain.

"..." She lay flat, helpless.

There were two cubs, one on the left and one on the right. If she had known it would be like this, she would not have taken the initiative and brought one of them back.

This time...

The house is really lively.

She was tired and exhausted.

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The next day.

The rain finally stopped.

Early in the morning, the mountains were shrouded in thick fog, and the air was humid with the fresh smell after the rain.

When the sun isn't out, it's moist and sticky.

Only when there are occasional gusts of wind can you feel a slight refreshing coolness to relieve the summer heat.

In the quiet and peaceful town, before dawn, many people doing farm work got up.

Before the sun came out and the temperature was still acceptable, they carried their hoes and went to the fields early.

The women also got up, tidied up, and called the children to get up.

At this time, the town is always very lively.

The sound was noisy, and shouts came from far away from time to time.