Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Hold him, rub him, and coax him gently.

"Don't think too much, I only love you."

She was in his arms, holding him tight.

His palm fell on her back with force.

A hot kiss fell on her cheek.

The aura is overbearing and strong.

There is no chance for anyone to dodge at all.

She patted his back gently, her voice soft.

"Okay, don't be angry."

Always angry, like a bad old man.

She leaned against him and rubbed her nose.

Try to be soothing.

In this relationship, she has always taken the initiative.

Start proactively and pursue proactively.

However, I don't know when he started to worry about gains and losses.

Suspicious, sensitive, irritable.

It can even become irrational sometimes.

There isn't a shred of truth to it.

Poor Her Royal Highness, it's okay to be tortured at night, but she has to coax this big jealous guy during the day.

We are often together and almost inseparable.

She was in his arms, holding his face.

"You're not angry anymore, huh?"

The expression of his anger was to keep kissing her without saying a word.

Every time.

His face was gloomy and cold, and he looked very scary.

She held him in her hands and pecked him.

Very handy and knows what to do.

He would calm down if she kissed him.

Like a child, he is easily irritable, but he can be calmed down with a piece of candy.

Reluctantly coaxed.

His dark eyes looked at her intently.

Then, cold eyes passed over her and looked outside.

His baby likes him, of course he knows it.

It's just that the feeling of having your baby being stared at by others is really annoying.

He was so angry that he wanted to gouge out those dirty, ignorant eyes.

He withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows still cold.

Although he was jealous, he didn't express his anger.

He just touched her face and spoke in a low voice.

"Are you sleepy?"

He didn't mention what happened just now, which meant it was over.

As far as she is concerned, it is past.

She sat on his lap and looked at him.

After looking at it for a while, he nodded.

Don’t mention it again.

"Sleepy."

She relaxed, as if she had no bones, and fell softly in his arms.

He lowered his eyelids slightly and hummed softly, showing his tiredness.

It's like a kitten rolling over, exposing its tender belly.

Clinging to him, he yawned softly.

After the wedding, he always tormented her, causing her to never get enough sleep at night.

I woke up early today, I must be sleepy.

Very squeamish.

The young Khan, who had always loved her, adjusted the way he held her.

He held her in his arms and kissed her.

The chill between his brows and eyes gradually dissipated and eased.

Although it was still cold, his movements towards her were gentle.

The hand placed on her waist was always restrained.

It won't hurt her.

She leaned against it familiarly and closed her eyes.

It was so comfortable in his arms that she wanted to take a nap.

However, between his gentle movements, a slightly cold voice fell.

His tone was very calm, as if he was asking for her opinion.

"Now that Adairahu's body has recovered, what kind of official position should I reward him with?"

It seemed like a casual question, as usual.

He would ask her for her opinion, even if it was on political matters, and he wouldn't shy away from it.

The rumor that beauty can mislead people also spread because of this.

It is said that she is the reincarnation of a vixen, bringing disaster to the country and the people.

But actually...

She closed her eyes and didn't move.

He just hummed twice and grabbed one of his fingers.

There is a feeling of nonchalance and extremely randomness.

"Just watch and come."