Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The little mop-pot, which was extremely vicious and even biting, was still immersed in a very vigilant mood while holding Yun Si who was still sleeping.

The nerves were tense and the arms were straining.

He didn't notice at all that the young man who was standing by the window was no longer there at some point.

Disappeared into the room without a trace.

Not a sound was made.

He tensed up for a long time and hugged Yun Si tightly.

It wasn't until later that I realized it slowly.

Suddenly he looked up.

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At nine-thirty in the morning, that stupid clingy man realized what his other cunning self had done.

He went to make breakfast.

Controlling the time, she just got stuck and had breakfast ready when Yun Si woke up.

Wearing an apron, quietly, like an angel, tidying up the house.

Silently and without making a sound.

But when Yun Si woke up, she was kneeling beside the bed, her clean and pale hands gently holding the hem of her skirt.

He said nothing and stared blankly.

The sensible and well-behaved little pitiful character is played so vividly that you can't fault it at all.

The clingy guy, who was born stupid, was completely stunned.

Holding Yun Si's soft and slender waist, she felt a little at a loss and a little confused.

I felt panicked and didn't know what to do.

He made breakfast for her and tidied the house, but he——

"..." As soon as Yun Si got up, she saw the scene of such a large Shura field.

Before the two of them could realize how suddenly they had grown up overnight, they saw a well-behaved and angelic boy fawning over her.

The other one looked like a little child, with messy hair and tight clothes, hanging on her body.

His arms were still holding her tightly.

A pair of eyes is careful to please, and a pair of eyes is willful and clean.

Big eyes met big eyes, and there was an eerie silence.

The atmosphere at such a large Shura venue was so eerie that it was hard to breathe.

Afraid of breaking this delicate balance.

Yun Si fell into silence for a while.

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"I think we should have a talk."

After a long time, she finally spoke up.

This time, I am not anxious to appease anyone, nor am I embarrassed to make a choice.

She gently pushed away the clingy man who was clinging to her body, and also pulled away the obedient boy who was holding on to her skirt.

Both sides distanced themselves, and she raised her hand to signal that none of them should come closer.

Try to keep an appropriate distance.

It was too late last night, and the two children were too embarrassed, so she didn't ask anything.

But now, one must ask.

The small oil bottle turned into a big oil bottle, and it suddenly changed into two?

This must be explained clearly.

Otherwise, the fights and quarrels will be endless.

She looked at the two large oil bottles that looked almost like humans.

After a pause, he said, "I know you can understand what I'm saying, so don't lie or pretend to be stupid."

"I'll give you ten minutes to discuss among yourselves and give me a reasonable explanation."

"..." The two bad guys who had never dealt with each other looked at each other with quite a tacit understanding this time.

One black, one white, one left and one right.

The patterns on the cheeks are even more amazingly consistent, like there is an invisible mirror in the middle, completely symmetrical and without any difference.

Except for the color, even the changes are synchronized.

This shows that there is a connection between them.

One could even argue that the connection is extremely strong.