Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It's just frustrating.

Chu Ling coughed slightly after listening to her words, but did not make any sound.

Obviously he was still retorting just now, and he had never kissed another woman.

Now, there is no need to refute.

Holding her in a good mood.

Like a docile and kind-hearted wild dog, when it has eaten and drank enough, it will restrain its predatory claws.

His eyes were slightly narrowed and his pupils were dark.

Staying next to his own flesh and bones, licking his lips, his four claws are strong.

The dim light reflected him, and his shadow cast long.

It was quiet and seemingly harmless, but it had already swallowed up the slender figure.

Devour completely.

Like a vicious dog pouncing on its food.

When she wanted to make a move, she raised her head. Her bright white face was in the dark, as beautiful as a piece of jade.

Beautifully crafted jade.

His big eyes were crystal clear, his face was straight, and he was very serious, "Are you serious?"

Although she was doubtful, she was still willing to believe him after calming down.

I don’t know if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Chu Ling hugged her tightly and held her breath.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold and white face contrasting with hers.

Warm breath sprayed out, and in front of her, he no longer looked so aloof, untouchable and indifferent.

Just like ordinary ordinary people, he is a normal and lively person.

There is joy and anger, flesh and blood, and even desires.

He can smile, like a stunned young man in love, with soothing brows and slightly raised lips.

Nodding, a nasal sound came out.

Rarely, he showed a bit of immaturity.

The young man has matured for a long time, and his behavior once made people feel unreal.

Somewhat dazed.

Yun Si looked at him and said nothing.

After a while, she tilted her head awkwardly.

She didn't look at him, as if she was being mean-spirited on purpose.

"Then why did you let me go just now?"

"Don't you like me? You like me and you let me go?"

He touched her waist, pressed his thin hot lips against hers, and kissed her again and again, as if he couldn't get enough.

There was a slight sigh between the lips and teeth.

"Silly girl..."

"When did I... overtake you?"

This sigh contained indescribable helplessness and grace.

It was as if he was sighing that she was stupid and couldn't see clearly.

He stroked her face and asked her to slowly raise her head.

Lips met lips and covered them again.

Send all the words you want to pour out of your mouth.

Between the gentle and soft touch, she could feel it immediately.

Being able to understand his thoughts cuts through the naive simplicity and random thoughts.

Not as rough as before.

This time, the kiss was like the continuous drizzle, the spring breeze melting the snow, and the sudden appearance of the warm sun.

It was an indecent act that was so gentle that it could make people dizzy and drunk.

On the one hand, he was molesting and on the other hand, he was comforting.

She gradually lost her energy to think about misunderstandings.

I can only gradually sink into this dim, endless reverie of light, breathing lightly.

Like the pure white butterfly that stays under the flowers under the spring rain, the soft rain falls and rests on its weak wings.

Flapping gently, motionless.

Even, forget about struggling.

Just like that, the man who was kissing her slowly said, "I just asked..."

"I'm not chasing you, but... I want to confirm something."

He moved forward slowly, pushing her back step by step.

Go around the cold pillar and open the layers of obstructive tents.

She looked at him quietly and backed away slowly.

Focusing entirely on what he was about to say, her thin white fingers tugged at the hem of his sleeves.

Back...

Back...

All the while, he retreated to the edge of the bed.