Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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When she entered Gu Zisu's small shabby yard, Gu Zisu had already woken up.

He was like this, sitting quietly outside the house, basking in the afternoon sun, very quiet.

After a good sleep, the heat from the sun hanging in the sky was no longer so intense.

Despite this, the tempered temperature was still extremely dull in the bare yard.

There was no vegetation to cover the ground, and the ground was hot and hot.

The air is also full of the smell of the sun's heat, and it's extremely hot and stuffy.

Zhuqing didn't know where he had gone. He was nowhere to be seen in the yard.

Only that thin, snow-white figure was left, quiet, lonely and desolate.

Yun Si looked at it and jumped off the wall.

A very light sound, as light and easy as a cat.

She carried her bundle and approached.

He put the baggage on the ground and stood in front of Gu Zisu.

"Sir, are you awake?"

She knelt down again and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

The cold young man in plain clothes seemed to be startled when he heard her voice.

His fingers curled up slightly and stretched out,

"You're not, are you leaving?"

He succeeded in touching her head,

He stroked the top of her head slowly and gently.

Yun Si rested her chin on his leg, looked up at him, and smiled, "I'm not leaving."

"I have to take care of the young master, why would I leave?"

He curled his lips slightly and smiled without saying anything.

That delicate snow-white face is more like a hibiscus blooming in clear water at this moment, with a faint smile, delicate and warm.

The gentle palm caressed the top of her head, very quietly.

"Sir, I'm going to help you with your work."

"You just ate a small piece of steamed buns, and you must not be full, so I brought two kilograms of red bean cakes back, which will definitely be enough."

Yun Si obediently rubbed his palm, like a little fox asking for credit.

"Sir, please eat a little, okay?"

Gu Zisu hummed softly.

Yun Si stretched out her hand and dragged the baggage thrown aside.

Open it and take out the pastry wrapped in oil paper.

Afraid of spilling it, she carefully opened the oil paper, wrapped a piece in a clean handkerchief, and handed it to his mouth.

"Sir, you eat."

Gu Zisu slowly opened his lips and took a bite.

He doesn't see, he loses his sight,

But because of this, the other senses are more sensitive.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers on the nose, as well as crispy baked pastries.

His long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and those two eyes were very quiet.

The pastries are delicious and fragrant.

He chewed slowly, his hand still on Yun Si's head.

The slender fingers, just like this, explored her hair and went down.

He seemed to be recognizing her figure.

Yun Si watched him eat quietly and couldn't help but curl her lips.

Gu Zisu finished eating a mouthful, and Yun Si fed him another mouthful.

He ate elegantly without making a sound,

Her eyebrows are picturesque, gentle and gentle, and she seems to have a good temper.

Yun Si stared at his slightly moving lips and slowly swallowed her saliva.

Holding back, like a fox waiting for an opportunity.

After eating about ten pieces of pastry from Mo Yue,

Gu Zisu's lips inevitably got some debris on them,

He probably felt it. He pursed his lips slightly and was about to raise his hand to wipe it.

But the next second,

A faint floral fragrance comes.

It was as if it was close at hand, right between his breath, as he moved closer.

The lips were directly pressed against something soft, very light and warm.