Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Her body was soft, warm and soft, pressing against him.

He put his hands on his sides, as if he was a little annoyed.

It’s more beautiful and extraordinarily vivid.

Clean and clear eyes stared at him with annoyance.

It seemed as if if he said no, she would bite him the next second.

"..." Shen Zhi's hand was on one side, slightly open.

The moment she was pressed against the wall, her hand fell on her waist, and she subconsciously wanted to push it away.

But after he actually touched the waist, he suddenly retracted his hand.

It felt like it was burning and I didn't dare to touch it.

There was a long silence.

The temperature of his slightly trembling fingers seemed to be rising.

Didn't look at her.

The distance was too close, so he lowered his eyes and looked to the other side.

He was still calm and composed, but his breathing became a little faster and unsteady.

Faintly, not easy for people to notice.

"...Okay, can...can you let go first?"

His nice and gentle voice became a little lower.

Deliberately lowered, the throat rolled slightly, and the tone was extremely soft.

It's like asking her.

With a bottom versus top attitude.

She looked at him, examining.

As if she was afraid that he was lying to her.

"real?"

"……Um."

He looked down, as if he didn't dare to touch her.

Even if you want to push through the fabric of your clothes, you should touch it with the back of your hand and apply gentle pressure.

Overly gentlemanly and conservative.

It's like coming out of the old society.

Old antique, dull and serious.

She stared at him and curled her lips slightly.

Finally found his weakness and knew how to deal with him.

My mood suddenly improved.

With kindness in mind, take a step back and distance yourself.

The injured hand stretched out in front of him.

"Now, apply the medicine."

"..." He leaned against the wall and lowered his eyes.

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Say what you say and do what you say.

It's a pity that Old Antique is extremely conservative even in applying medicine.

Without touching her, he dipped a cotton swab into the potion and applied it gently.

If he accidentally touches it, he will apologize.

It seemed as if she felt that any touch on her hand was an offense to her.

Yun Si sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at him without blinking.

It always feels novel.

After all, a modern person can still be so conservative...

It's really unprecedented.

Moreover, this is clearly inconsistent with his work style.

How could an agent who regarded unspoken rules as routine operations and had been in the entertainment industry for several years be so...

Old-fashioned?

...Is it possible that he has gynophobia?

She stared at him and tentatively touched his face with her other good hand.

His movement holding the cotton swab stopped suddenly.

The dark eyes were slightly raised, with light eyelashes.

"..." She blinked and coughed slightly.

He retracted his hand and looked natural.

"There was a mosquito just now, I chased it away."

A clumsy lie.

It's autumn, where are the mosquitoes?

He looked at her quietly for two seconds without saying anything.

He lowered his eyes and collected the cotton swab.

"Try not to touch the water within an hour, and it's best to apply it again at night."

The potion was put back in the medicine box, he closed it and stood up.

The voice is still nice and gentle, but it doesn't sound girly.

It just makes people want to get close.

She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes black and white, delicate and bright.

He stood up and she reached for him again.

Grab his hand, hold it a little tight.

Afraid that he would run away again.

"Then can you come and help me apply the medicine tonight?"

She shook it, as if coquettishly.

Looking straight at him.

His hands trembled and he lowered his eyes.