Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Nine songs——"

The sound of silver bells ringing, accompanied by that sweet call,

The fiery red clothes are as gorgeous as the October maple leaves.

She sat on the peach tree, her shiny white ankles swaying again and again, causing the hem of her skirt to fly up.

The peach blossoms fell, and the snow-colored figure under the tree stood there helplessly,

"Si Si, it's time for you to come down."

The little elf was leaning on a branch with a book on his head.

On the book, a few petals fell.

She swayed her legs as if on a swing,

The branches and leaves of the peach tree trembled, as if the slender branches would be crushed in the next second.

She took the book down and stretched her muscles, "Okay, I'm coming down."

The little goblin jumped down and was hugged by the person under the tree.

He followed her, held her waist, and slowly placed her on the ground.

The bells on the ankles rang loudly and beautifully.

She yawned and handed the book to him.

She naturally hugged his arm and leaned on his shoulder like a kitten.

"Jiu Ge, I think the whole book is describing you. After reading it for a long time, I didn't even see the reason."

The beauty in pure snow clothes took it,

Lower your eyes and take a look - "The Theory of Gentlemen"

He paused, and his clear and gentle gaze fell on her lazy face,

He raised his lips slightly, as if smiling,

"Do you think I am a gentleman?"

His gentle voice always makes people feel particularly comfortable listening to it.

The little goblin hummed lazily, relying on him as if he had no bones.

I like to hold his waist and rub in his arms,

"Aren't you a gentleman?" She raised her watery eyes and met his gaze,

"The beauty is in front of you, but it still doesn't move in your arms."

"." The beauty smiled slightly, and her smile became even deeper.

"The so-called gentleman knows what he is doing and what he is not doing, is reserved but not fighting, is harmonious but not different, is restrained and observant of etiquette, is beautiful but not arrogant, isn't that what he is talking about?"

She clicked on the three big characters on the book, and her tone became more serious.

"I have every reason to suspect that the author of this book came up with this idea after meeting you."

The beauty in snow clothes smiled lowly and patted her head gently with the book.

"In your eyes, am I so good?"

His clear and arrogant eyebrows were like the sacred lotus in the snow-capped mountains, as if they were in the mist of the morning light, so perfect and soft that they were incredibly soft.

The corners of his lips were raised with a gentle curve, and he put the book away with a smile.

The little goblin listened to his question, thought about it, and then sighed,

"I don't want to think you are very good, but who told you to do everything?"

She held his hand and followed him.

"Huh?" The beauty turned back slightly.

She started to keep up with him, and she started counting on her fingers, side by side with him,

"Look, you can wash and cook, take care of housework, make wine, weave, understand medicine, and read ancient books."

"Also, you are kind, have a good temper, are good-looking, and are a gentleman."

Of course, the most important thing is that he never hurt her.

Not once.

The man curled his lips, looked at her silently, and nodded her forehead.

"Fool."

He said in a low voice.

The little goblin was stunned for a moment, then stopped.

"No, you're really good."

She looked at him with burning eyes, extremely serious.

"You are the best and gentlest person in the world."

"Really, you are."

She is determined.

The man lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes was gentle and contained endless affection.

"Fool."

He curled his lips and spoke in a low voice.