Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After going through a lot, the little goblin who was ignorant back then has gradually been able to analyze problems rationally.

She raised her eyes calmly and looked at the man standing quietly not far away.

I don't know what I thought of, but I seemed to be in a trance, and the corners of my lips were slightly raised.

"If there is a misunderstanding, just let it go. You know what? Getting angry won't solve the problem."

Her voice was as soft as water, and seemed to have a hint of warmth.

In the ordinary time, it seems that there is a shallow sigh hidden, and there is understanding and suddenness.

Taosheng became even more depressed after hearing this.

She didn't want to understand.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I really have to leave."

Yun Si patted her little head symbolically without saying too much.

A red light flashed and her figure disappeared.

After she left, Taosheng stood beside the swing that was still swinging, with a depressed face and said nothing.

He was so bulging that he looked more like a steamed bun.

"The stinky Sisi who values ​​sex over friends!"

She stamped her foot twice.

The exquisite emerald green embroidered skirt swayed according to her movements.

She had a swollen face and stared at the swing that was still swinging, with an unhappy look on her face.

After thinking about it, she became angry and wanted to climb onto the swing.

The swing was specially made for Yun Si by Master Jiuge, and the height is just right for Yun Si.

But after switching to the short Taosheng, it was a bit difficult to climb up.

Especially, her demon power is weak and she can't even fly.

Taosheng tried twice, holding onto the rope of the swing with her small white hands, but she couldn't climb up.

Now she was even more angry and wanted to give up.

Unexpectedly, her body suddenly rose into the air and was slowly placed on the swing.

There was a rich black energy around her waist, wrapping around her softly, like a vine.

"." Taosheng looked at the dark shadow under the peach tree with a stern face.

He still had that dead calm expression, looking at her quietly, like a sculpture.

The peach blossoms fell slowly in the air, but they never fell on him.

He just stood there motionless, wearing black clothes and white skin, and his whole body was covered in dark and heavy tones.

People couldn't tell that he was a god, but instead thought he was a corpse.

His eyes seemed to have been colorless for a long time, and they always looked that indifferent.

The black air around Taosheng's waist gradually dissipated and disappeared into the air.

Her two hands tightly grasped the swing rope, and her two short legs were dangling in the air.

After looking at him in silence for a long time, she suddenly lowered her head in frustration.

He swayed quietly on the swing and said in a low voice, "It's really a shame to make yourself look like this."

Fool.

She sighed and looked at him again,

"Hey, come here."

"let's talk."

Si Si said we want to talk, so let’s talk.

After all, there is no way to avoid it.

On the peach tree on the side, the petals fell again with the wind.

Flowers fall and flowers bloom, and their origin and destiny disappear.

The touch of light green in the swing symbolizes beautiful vitality and vitality.

She looked at him peacefully, and he looked back.

The swing swings in a small arc in mid-air, and the skirt flies silently according to the arc.

Shaking slightly, the lonely figure finally moved after a long pause.

Approaching little by little, walking slowly.

When the petals fell, they blocked some of the scenery.

The birds on the branches and leaves quietly retracted their heads, not daring to look anymore.

Everything seemed to be different.