Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It was pitch black, just like the way he stared at her.

A sudden problem with no warning.

It seemed like he was angry, but also like he wasn't angry.

Yun Si was stunned for a moment, her eyes as bright as sparks in the darkness, slightly dazed.

"Your Highness, do you want to drive me away?"

The hand on his arm tightened instantly.

"Didn't you promise not to be angry? Why are you - silent -"

"Do you want to?" He interrupted her, his emotionless and gloomy face was extremely calm.

It's hard to figure out what he's thinking and what he's thinking.

She doesn't speak.

She probably thought he was angry because she had cheated on him, so he wanted to drive her away.

There was a bit of grievance and sadness in her beautiful eyes.

Sad because he wants to drive her away.

She feels wronged because he lied to her and broke his promise.

She bit her lip and turned her face to one side, trying to avoid his sight.

Unexpectedly, he put her face straight again, semi-forcefully.

Tell her not to avoid it, but to look directly at it.

"Do you want to?"

he asked a second time.

The cold temperature spread through his hands into her warm skin.

The coldness of the vagina is like being haunted by a water ghost.

"..." She was forced to look at him, forced to look directly.

There was silence for a while, being asked like this and forced to answer.

a long time.

"You promised not to be angry, you bad guy."

She stared at him with her beautiful, moist eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "You promised me, but your words don't count."

"So, what do you want?"

The man with unknown thoughts was almost pressed against her body.

The slender fingers penetrated into her hair, making the elegant wooden hairpin almost fall off.

The movements are obviously elegant, gentle, and pleasing to the eye.

But the result was inexplicably brutal.

It was like a cage that was constantly tightening, forcing the poor prey into a small area.

There is no way to retreat.

It was obviously easy to talk in the past.

But today, he was merciless and pressing every step of the way, insisting that she give an answer.

Her eyes were slightly red and watery.

Being forced like this, she pursed her lips, depressed and aggrieved.

"Huh?" He was waiting for her answer.

"..." The voice of the person who was forced to have no way out was a little angry, like a cornered rabbit, "I don't want to! I just want to be with you -"

"What?" The movements running through her hair became both gentler and rougher.

The shaky wooden hairpin was about to fall to the ground.

She stopped talking.

If you are cornered, you will push him away.

But he grabbed her hand, pressed it to one side, and stared at her, his eyes getting darker, "You really don't want to leave the palace?"

"..." She tilted her head to one side, sulking, and blurted out, "If Your Highness insists on driving away the civilian girls, how can the civilian girls not stay still?"

The words of the emperor and his ministers came out, and it seemed that they were really sad.

Not even looking at him.

Chu Ling's eyes were dark.

"Is it?"

His hand fell on her hair, and with another move, the already shaky hairpin finally failed to hold up and fell.

"Plop -" it fell to the ground.

With the sound of the hairpin falling, her long hair fell down and fell completely.

At that moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned forward.

The soft and cool touch immediately imprinted on her face.

Gently, gently and gently.

Don't be tainted by desire.

It seemed like a simple and casual touch.

While he was sulking, the aggrieved person suddenly recognized him and looked at him instantly, "You——"

"how about this?"

He asked calmly, "You don't want to leave anyway?"