Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." The hot palm directly covered her sensitive biting side, pinching it with some force.

"No." He whispered, breathing against hers.

"No?" She snorted and refused to listen. She grabbed his hand on her waist and tried to pull it off. "This thing belongs to me. I can do with it how I want. I don't want it. If you don't Take it back and I’ll throw it away.”

As she spoke, she pushed and pulled, finally getting some space to move freely, and she wanted to roll into the bed.

As a result, the man whose arms were empty pressed up the next second.

Hugging her from behind, she felt like a large piece of volcanic rock, warm and not too hot.

"Yeah -" She turned her head, dissatisfied.

"Sisi is getting older..." He said softly, with an unclear tone.

She was stunned.

Before she could realize what he said without a beginning or end, she heard him say again: "In the blink of an eye, Sisi has grown so big."

He had forgotten that a little girl at this age already has her own ideas.

The bright eyes will turn gurgling, and there will be all kinds of little thoughts hidden in the belly.

If you don't pay attention, you will really run away.

He ran away, fearing that he might not be able to catch her in time.

He hugged her and asked her to lean into his arms. He grabbed her hand, which was one size smaller than his, with his big hand, squeezed it, and then brought it to his mouth for a kiss.

"Si Si, do you have a boy you like?"

Kiss, kiss the fingers, and kiss the soft palms, the hoarse voice fell in the extremely quiet environment.

"Do you want to get married?"

"...?" She was a little confused by his particularly sultry and loving kiss, "Um...No, why do you ask?"

At the age of sixteen, you are actually old enough to get married.

Her sister Yun Niao was married at the age of sixteen.

He waited for her for a long time, watching her grow from a little person barely reaching his waist to a beautiful girl.

The immature childishness faded away, and the charm and beauty of the daughter's family became more and more prominent.

Even the thickest and thickest clothes in winter could not conceal her charming appearance, which was so delicate that she could pinch water.

When Pei Tingwen was in the military camp, he often heard other people laughing and making obscene remarks, talking about which brothel girls were so good and how soft their bodies were.

He had heard of it, but he dismissed it and found it off-putting.

But now, holding the girl he liked so much in his arms, he really felt a little bit about the happiness of those people back then.

It's really soft and fragrant. The closer you get, the more addictive it becomes. The more addictive it becomes, the more you like it.

There is always an evil factor at work in the body, and I am increasingly dissatisfied and always want to do something.

I know I am not in line with etiquette, but I can't control it no matter what.

The man in his arms was dressed in messy clothes, his face was red, and he looked at him with exceptionally clean eyes.

It was as if he could see through all the desires he had tried so hard to hide and expose them completely.

He exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and chuckled, "Well...it's nothing."

"I just like you too much, and I'm afraid that you will fall in love with someone else before I know it, and then you won't like me anymore."

He was always restrained and calm, and even when he endured discomfort and his voice trembled slightly, he could speak calmly.

Saying that he would never accept this possibility, he touched her gently and said, "Sisi can't do this, you know?"