Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She didn't wear perfume, but she smelled very good.

It always carries an indescribable fragrance.

She untied the braid he had tied on her, took a chopstick and tied her hair into a classic bun.

Two soft strands of hair fell down on her cheeks, making her face white and alluring.

When he smiles, he looks like a fox.

There were clear broken lights in her eyes, and her lips were as red as rouge.

The scorching red cheongsam on her body is an extremely charming color.

The flower buttons are twisted and twisted, and the white legs are looming in the gap between the two swings.

Standing on tiptoes, close to him.

It can be regarded as deliberate seduction.

Beautiful, gorgeous and charming.

She raised her head slightly and faced him with a smile.

The cold Mr. Roderick leaned against the wall with calm eyes.

Calmness fell on her dazzling and bright face.

must.

Then, he watched for a long time.

The color of his eyes was extremely dark, and it was impossible to tell what his emotions were.

He just looked at her face calmly, and...

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he slowly raised his hand.

He grabbed her slender wrist and pulled it down.

The distance between Bidong and Bidong increased.

She blinked and looked at him with her charming eyes.

"Doesn't it look good?"

He didn't say it looked good, nor did he say it didn't look good.

Just look at it.

Look at how vividly this cheongsam outlines her figure.

Fair complexion, beautifully flushed.

And those clear, clean, yet extremely alluring eyes.

Every minute and every inch is so perfect——

To his liking.

It's so amazing...

Great appetite.

His face was calm, his eyes were dark, and his eyes returned to her face.

He reached out his hand and pushed the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

Take your time and move gently.

"Who gave you these clothes?"

The voice is low and slightly hoarse.

It's light, but I can't hear the joy or anger.

It seemed like a casual question.

The pretty and vixen-like person looked at him and thought for a moment.

Then, he shook his head.

"I don't know, it's a woman, not Kris."

Here, she only knows him and Kris.

I don’t know the others.

"Doesn't it look good?"

She felt a little disappointed when she saw his calm performance without even a word of praise.

I thought he would like it.

The feet she stood on tiptoe slowly fell down, and the height difference widened again.

He was very tall and she could only reach his shoulders.

It feels very safe to hold him, but when he talks, he always has to raise his head slightly.

He didn't answer.

Instead, he raised his hand and closed the door on the side.

"It's late."

"Click-" there was a sound of the belt being untied.

His tone was very calm, but his voice was hoarse.

He pulled out the belt and threw it directly on the ground.

She was stunned.

Subconsciously, he said: "It's only ten o'clock..."

He lowered his eyes, his eyebrows as light as a noble scholar's.

Take your time and take off your watch.

The gun he carried with him was also placed next to the bedside table.

Then, the big curtains in the bedroom slowly closed automatically.

He began to unbutton and take off his clothes.

"Ten o'clock, it's late."

He had his back to her, extremely calm.

It's like the calm on the sea before a storm.

No trace of waves.

"..." She wore slippers and looked at him.

For no reason, he took a step back.

Instinct told her that something was not right now.

I turned around and wanted to open the bedroom door, but——

It's locked.

A "di--" sound indicates that a fingerprint is required to open it.

"..." Her eyelids twitched.