Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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Yun Si rested her arms and stared at the ceiling faintly, not feeling sleepy.

The lights outside the room were already dark, and Mu Hanyan seemed to have fallen asleep.

She lay quietly, turned over, and closed her eyes.

after awhile,

She suddenly seemed to feel something, and instantly looked at the bedside table beside her.

above,

At some point, a light golden notebook appeared.

Under the light, the gold-plated cover glowed slightly, as if shrouded in a layer of spiritual power, hazy and soft.

Yun Si who originally wanted to throw it away: "..."

I can't even shake this book.

really...

clingier than her.

Unable to sleep, Yun Si simply turned over again, facing away from it.

In the middle of the night,

Yun Si, whose consciousness was a little hazy, closed her eyes, as if she had returned to the peach forest.

Beneath the colorful pale pink petals,

A cool breeze blows slowly, blowing the petals on the tree to the ground.

A light pink petal flutters in the wind,

Finally, he stopped at the side of the pure white figure under the tree.

A man in a crescent white long coat was leaning against a tree to take a rest.

The long ink-colored hair is scattered, like a green mountain in the distance, cold and stunning.

The man closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes did not tremble in the slightest, and he closed his eyes quietly, as if he had fallen asleep.

With his beautiful fingers hanging down, he still vaguely grasped a dark yellow ancient book,

The dark yellow of the ancient books intertwined with the pure white of his fingertips, like a pleasing oil painting, every minute and every ounce is perfect.

The peach forest is quiet, only the sound of the breeze blowing and the petals falling.

quiet afternoon,

Everything followed the gentle young master's nap, and gradually entered a dream.

Only, the slight sound of the bell came, which was crisp and pleasant.

The long eyelashes of the man taking a nap under the tree trembled slightly.

Then, there was no sound.

peach forest,

The little girl in red, clutching the little bell on her ankle, approached little by little like a thief.

She dared not move too much,

Because as long as she moves too much, the bell on the ankle will automatically ring, waking up those who are taking a nap.

While clutching the bell, the little girl approached slowly.

The burning peach blossom eyes stared at the people under the tree, hot and joyful.

After a while,

The light red skirt touched the crescent white corner.

The little girl looked around, stretched out her hand, gently grabbed the man's hand, and held it.

She was extraordinarily guilty, looked carefully at the man with closed eyes, and was visibly relieved when he saw that he didn't respond.

no one around,

All around was quiet.

The little girl looked at the sleeping man, her nimble eyes rolled, and she seemed to be lustful again.

She approached slowly,

The little face moved closer, and the heartbeat in my heart became louder and louder, as if it was about to jump out in the next second.

The man's beautiful face is close at hand,

The thin and soft lips are like petals, full of color.

The shallow breathing is gentle, the exhalation is warm, clean and soft.

The little girl swallowed, and slowly approached.

when kissed,

Her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was beating violently.

She grabbed his hand, trembling slightly, tightening it.

The lips kissed gently, shallowly, with a bit of tension and shyness.

The man closed his eyes without moving.

Quietly, stunningly picturesque.

I do not know how long it has been,

After the little girl steals the kiss,

She seemed satisfied, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.