Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She was sleepy, tired and sleepy.

But still remember to apologize.

I want him to know that I really know that I was wrong.

I also want him to stop being so sad.

"..." He slowly opened his eyes.

After she said this, she quickly fell asleep again.

Staying still, nestled in his arms.

The body is warm and soft, like a small stove.

I don’t know whose heart it warmed.

He held her in his arms and stayed quiet for a long time.

The palms of his hands kept stroking her back, and his eyes were indifferent, looking ahead.

Extremely quiet.

It's hard to figure out what he is thinking.

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When Yun Si woke up again, she no longer knew whether it was day or night.

The surroundings have changed to a new environment, I don’t know where it is.

She woke up from hunger, hadn't eaten anything, and had done strenuous exercise.

Gurgling, waking her up.

After waking up, she rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly.

The clothes on his body have been changed into baggy white long sleeves.

It's probably his, the size isn't quite right.

It was very loose on her body.

It can almost be worn as a skirt.

She yawned, lowered her head, and pulled at her clothes.

If you don't have pants, you can only use your clothes to block it.

At this time, she was the only one in the huge room, and he didn't know where he was.

There is a water glass beside the bed.

She looked around, then climbed over and drank water.

I drank a little too quickly.

He drank the water in the cup and rubbed his waist and legs.

Uncomfortable.

She wrinkled her face and sat on the edge of the bed.

The two slender white legs were completely exposed.

Hidden by the loose long sleeves, the top of her thighs were barely exposed.

Her long hair is messy, and her face is fair and slightly pink.

The ends of her hair were slightly curled and raised, and her red lips were pursed.

Too beautiful, that delicate and sweet skin.

Sitting in this luxurious and bright room, she is as beautiful as someone's hidden porcelain doll.

She sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her waist, looking in the direction of the door quietly, and rubbing her belly.

No sound either.

I'm just hungry and want to eat.

...I don’t know if I can eat it.

She lowered her head and listened to her stomach growl again.

Very loud.

However, he didn't come back, and even when he came back, he didn't know how to calm down.

If I have a cold war with her again...

She lowered her head, not wanting to think about it anymore.

She hates the cold war the most.

Worse than a fight.

She sighed inwardly, thought for a while, and fell back on the bed.

Wrap yourself in the quilt and pretend to be dead.

I don't want to talk or move.

Just pretend to be dead.

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Soon, he came back.

The sound of the door opening was so soft that Yun Si, who was about to fall asleep again, didn't notice it.

Hugging the quilt, her little face was buried in the pillow.

With his eyes closed, he was almost asleep.

like a statue.

As quiet as a soft little fox.

The feet are white and the waist is thin and soft.

The slender pale pink hand hangs quietly beside the bed.

Relaxed, with a bright profile.

Bright and showy.

He stood at the door and watched, then closed the door.

The sound is very soft.

It’s about moving as gently as possible.

However, she suddenly woke up.

He suddenly moved and didn't notice the door.

He just turned over in a daze.

Cover your stomach.

I squinted, but I wasn't hungry anymore.

He was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Mr. Roderick, who closed the door, said nothing.