Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The fingertips are slightly curved, the fingertips are pink and white, and the nails are crystal clear.

Like a kitten's claws.

Too beautiful, but also tickling.

You can leave claw marks at any time.

The thin dress on her body was messy, and under the thin fabric, her seductive snow-colored body was looming.

Slender arms, waist, and those fragile thin legs.

Beautiful and delicate, like a porcelain doll.

A porcelain doll that arouses people's imagination and makes them want to destroy and control it.

She fell asleep quietly, her long soft eyelashes drooping and her red lips pursed.

Lying on his side, he knew nothing about the changes in things outside.

It's just like a rose protected in the strongest castle, blooming beautifully, innocently and happily.

Don't worry about everything.

I had a good dream, quietly, comfortable and satisfied.

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Tonight, it's very dark.

The snow was also falling heavily, and it was the first snow since the beginning of winter.

After this snow, the weather in the Western Region will become even colder.

The temperature can sometimes reach as low as 20 to 30 degrees below zero.

In the worst case scenario, a large number of cattle, sheep, and horses would freeze to death, causing the tribe heavy losses and food shortages.

When Adair Khan came back, the snow on the ground was already up to his knees.

Orders to clear the remaining snow and frost warnings have already been issued. Tonight, apart from Adairahu's affairs, he still has a lot of official business to deal with.

The power of the Great Khan was emptied out, so he simply let it go.

Of the two younger brothers, one is too young to be successful, and the other is too young to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Everything is weighing on Adal Khan, so he cannot lose control and must remain rational at all times.

Only a calm mind can handle so many things.

Allowing the huge tribe to survive the winter safely.

It was already late at night when we returned to the felt tent, and the little princess on the bed was already fast asleep.

Adair Khan opened the curtain and came in, covered in cold snow.

It brought back the chilling northwest wind.

The temperature inside the felt tent was higher than outside. It was quiet and there was no movement.

The little princess has already had a sweet dream.

The thick quilt was balled up, barely covering her body, and she was completely hugged.

Her soft and slender body was exposed. Although she didn't feel particularly cold, her fingers were already cold.

It's cool and not warm at all.

Even though she slept like this, the cold didn't wake her up.

She really fell asleep deeply, hugging the quilt that was stained with his breath.

I don’t even know when Adair Khan will come back.

With her eyes closed, she could only vaguely feel someone standing beside the bed and taking away the quilt she was holding.

The movements are light and slow.

When she reacted, the warmth returned to her body.

The quilt covered her body again, and someone hugged her.

Gently, touch her face.

She was sleepy, and with this movement, she gradually became more awake and opened her eyes slightly.

My vision was blurry, but unfortunately the lights were off and I couldn't see anything.

She could only feel him holding her, his arms acting as her pillow.

Her cold hands fell on his waist. His body was warm and could warm her through the thin gauze.

My whole body felt like I was sitting next to a fire, warm and comfortable.

His aura is strong.

"..." Her Highness the Princess, who had been awake for two seconds, moved.

She pressed against his chest and hugged him tightly.

Very skillfully, she found a place in his arms.

Like a cat that has not been weaned, it hummed twice.

She closed her eyes and put her legs on him.

Octopus-like posture.