Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Maybe it's because the inexplicable magic power in her body is too strong, or maybe it's because her own control is too weak.

When it comes to everything about her, he becomes increasingly irrational and unable to control himself.

As long as she smiled at him, he would be willing to dig out his heart and give it to her.

As long as she wants it.

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After getting married, she always said that he had changed.

Becoming more and more childish, like a child.

Becoming more and more sensitive, irritable, suspicious, and like a jealous woman.

He never thought that these changes would happen to him, and he never thought that he would become so crazy.

So crazy that he has completely lost his mind.

She is not allowed to stare at the man next to her all the time, nor is she allowed to have the slightest thought about her.

Don't say too much, let alone get close.

I want to take her with me anytime and anywhere, but I don't want more people to see her.

I want to put her in my arms and cover her.

You can only show it to yourself and kiss it yourself.

She said she liked him, but he became more and more uncontrollable.

Because she was afraid that one day, she would tell him that she didn't like him anymore.

It's just a——

madman.

By the time he realized this, it was already too late.

He couldn't leave her anymore.

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Therefore, he gave her all the good things he could think of and could do to her.

Give her the best of everything, and send all the rare treasures to her.

He ignored the comments of others and the comments of his ministers.

It was to please her and make her happy.

As long as you are happy, you will always like him.

Just like before.

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"Different."

He lowered his eyes, his eyes dark and dim.

The only butter lamp beside the bed illuminated him quietly.

Under the deep and distinct brows, the gaze falling on her contained unknown emotions.

Faint, nothing can be seen clearly.

All she could feel was the gentle movement of his hand on her back.

More and more gently.

Treat her like porcelain.

She lay on top of him, puffing out her cheeks and poking him slightly.

He wasn't annoyed either.

We always get along with her like an ordinary couple, with no barriers or concerns about status.

He said: "I won't leave you alone, you are different."

From the beginning, it was different.

"..." She snorted and pinched his face.

"What's the difference?"

This tone sounded like she wanted to hear how he praised her.

As a married man, the corners of his lips seem to curve upward.

He turned over and hugged her tightly, pulled the thin quilt over her and covered her.

He warmed her and kissed her forehead.

"Um……"

He held her, nose to nose with hers.

His big hands covered her face and rubbed it, and the warmth spread to her ears.

She looked directly at him, "Huh?"

"pretty."

"My little princess is so beautiful."

His dark eyes looked at her quietly, his tone unclear.

"It's really, really beautiful."

The hand covering her face slowly moved down.

Falling on her shoulders, arms, slowly.

Like it means something.

"..." She was slightly startled.

It took a while before I finally realized what he was pointing at.

Countless times, those shameful words in bed...

he--

"...Adal Khan!"

Attention was successfully diverted.

Her cheeks were red and bloodshot.

The next second, she was buried in his arms.

"fool."

He seemed to be smiling, his chest trembling slightly.

His only, fool.

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—Small World End—