Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She leaned against the window, her eyelids slightly lowered.

Lazy, the whole person is lazy.

The long hair is slightly curly and hangs down to the shoulder blades.

No dyeing, no makeup.

However, as he moved, his hair seemed to be filled with wisps of inexplicable fragrance.

I can't tell what kind of fragrance it is. It's light, not as bright and passionate as roses, nor as elegant and quiet as gardenias.

Inexplicably fragrant, inexplicably smells good.

Hidden on her body, in her hair, and in her breathing.

There is always something attractive about it.

The woman sitting opposite her was about to be happy when she saw her.

But seeing her looking so casual and just getting up, she felt a little helpless.

He also looked around.

"Hey, didn't I ask you to change your clothes before coming down? Why did you come down in your pajamas?"

As she spoke, she lowered her voice.

As if he was afraid that others would look at him.

"..." The lazy and sleepy man lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

I was really sleepy and didn’t want to move.

The dim light outside shone on her face. Her beautiful face was pure and flawless, like a piece of fine carved suet jade.

The pearl is dizzy, the jade is shining.

Although she was not wearing lipstick, her lips were extremely bright red.

He looked like a white fox that had been raised to be shiny.

White, beautiful and attractive.

When people look at her, they can't help but want to hug and kiss her.

The person opposite looked at it and couldn't help coughing.

Even though she was a woman looking at it, her heart felt a little itchy.

"Do you have a problem with me?"

The voice of the still sleepy person was lazy, sweet and charming.

Didn't wake up, soft and rustling.

He obviously didn't mean it that way, but it sounded like he was being coquettish.

It makes people want to be kissed and hugged even more.

"..." The woman sitting opposite her changed her position.

I want to sit with her, but she has mentioned before that she doesn't like others to hold her.

Neither can women.

She's not used to it.

I have no choice but to give up on my thoughts.

She took out an invitation from the bag beside her, handed it over, and placed it in front of her.

"I'm getting married next Wednesday."

Zhai Shiying, the daughter of a wealthy real estate businessman, and Xiao Bo, a financial tycoon, are a perfect match. Their parents are satisfied and so are they.

The wedding will be held in a grand and luxurious manner, with many high-class people invited.

Including her.

"..." She hesitated, picked up the invitation, and opened it.

He glanced at it casually.

Zhai Shiying looked at her, picked up the cup, and took a sip of coffee.

"Don't make excuses not to come again. You are my best sister. If you don't come, who will pick up my bouquet?"

She and her family have a family relationship, and they can be considered to have grown up together.

Although she later went abroad and just came back yesterday.

"..." The disheveled man put down the invitation and rubbed his eyes.

"I know, just don't let me be the bridesmaid."

She didn't want to be so high-profile.

Zhai Shiying smiled and put down the cup.

"Don't even think about running away. I heard that uncle is already looking for a partner for you."

"No guarantee, it will be your turn in a few months."

She is already 28, and is of marriageable age.

"..." The beautiful fox-like person yawned and waved his hands.

"No one can force me to get married as long as I don't want to."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Zhai Shiying leaned on the soft seat and crossed his arms.

"When the time comes, I'm afraid you'll have to get married if you don't want to."

He looked like someone who had been there before and looked very experienced.