Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The little pitiful boy pushed him, his voice still a little soft after he had just woken up.

Jiao hum.

"Hot... let go."

Being able to make her feel hot in winter shows how high his body temperature is.

It was still early, and the genius was just beginning to shine.

Adal Khan grabbed her hand that pushed him and put it on his waist.

He closed his eyes, raised his sword eyebrows into his temples, and had a tough appearance.

His stubbled chin rested on top of her head.

It seemed that he hadn't fully woken up yet, his voice was hoarse, and he was still vaguely tired.

Low and lazy.

"Be good, squint a little longer."

It sounded like she was making trouble unreasonably.

"..." Her Royal Highness, who went to bed early last night, was no longer sleepy after being woken up by the heat.

Hearing this, she pursed her lips and fell into his arms.

"But I'm hot."

And he strangled her waist so much that it hurt.

She feels bad.

Adele Khan did not open his eyes, but his hand fell on her belt.

This was the last piece of clothing she was wearing. She had been making a fuss last night, so she took off two pieces.

If you take it off again, it will really be gone.

"……Hey you--"

She realized what he meant and immediately held him down.

"Isn't it hot?"

He was very skillful in taking off her clothes. He seemed to have learned how to take off her clothes.

"..." The little princess was still shy after all, and was a little annoyed.

"I said hot because I wanted you to—" let go.

Not taking off clothes!

Stinking rogue.

Adal Khan was indeed not a gentleman, and he did not have the rules and etiquette that so many Han people did.

I did whatever I wanted to do, including being a hooligan.

He laughed, unable to deny it.

The little princess took his hand away.

Cheeks flushed.

I don't know if it's hot or angry.

"Bad man."

The tightness around her waist relaxed, and she pushed herself up and sat up.

The quilt covering her body slipped off, and she was left with a thin gauze garment, which could not block anything.

She subconsciously pulled the quilt, hugged and blocked her.

"My back hurts."

She pulled all the quilt away, wrapped it around herself, rubbed her waist, and glared at him.

He tortured her all night, causing her to have nightmares.

My waist hurts and is sore, and there must be bruises on it.

She was so angry that she raised her leg to kick him.

Kick the culprit.

Adal Khan grabbed her feet.

She didn't have much strength, kicking him was more like tickling him.

"pain?"

He touched her feet like a dirty bitch.

He was shameless and took advantage of her.

"……you--"

She pulled her feet back as if she was being burned.

This movement involves the waist.

She wrinkled her face and rubbed it.

"It really hurts..."

It was his first time to hold a girl, so he had no experience, so he only knew how to use force to prevent her from running away.

It was really painful to hold her down all night.

Even the bones hurt.

How has this delicate little princess ever experienced such grievances?

It hurt so much that tears were about to come out, and I was still sniffling.

Staring at him unhappily.

His eyes seemed to be red.

Adal Khan listened to her voice and sat up.

"pain?"

"..." The little princess was so aggrieved that she wanted to hit him.

A big bastard.

Adal Khan looked at her waist.

There, it was thin and soft, like a willow branch without bones.

The crystal is white and full of snow, it is extremely soft to hold and feels wonderful in the hand.

A beautiful waist, but now under the thin clothes, looking straight at it, it is indeed a large amount of blue.

They were all marks of strangulation left overnight, and they looked shocking, as if they had been beaten.

Fragile.