Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Of course he is already married.

And that night long, long ago, I was eaten over and over again by a bad bandit wearing a fox mask.

When the Master Taifu, whose mind had not wavered for a long time, answered yes, the red at the tip of his ears was so light and shallow that no one noticed it.

Only he himself knew how violently his heart was beating.

Thump after thump, the suppressed emotions poured out like a valve being opened, drowning all reason.

That night, the cold and incomparable Master Taifu did the most disdainful thing he had ever done to the portrait in his bedroom.

Seeing the bright red staining his white spots, he finally smiled, and the emptiness in his heart seemed to be finally satisfied a little bit.

From that day on, no one could have imagined that the Taifu, who was as clean as snow during the day and behaved kindly, would do such dirty things every night.

If the portrait is dirty, paint it again.

How calm he is during the day, but how crazy he is at night.

He knew that there was no cure for him.

Every night he caressed the woman in the portrait, as if he was looking up at a god that was beyond his reach, and his appearance was extremely humble.

Thinking back on the past countless times, he would always think that if he could be on the side of the do-over, he still wouldn't run away.

He would be kidnapped back to Black Wind Village and meet her again.

Just sleep together and be responsible.

He knows that he is really despicable like this.

Later, she came back.

return

When that hand appeared and covered him, God knows how fast his heart beat.

It was as if all the blood in his body stopped flowing in an instant, the whole world disappeared, and all the consciousness in his body was paralyzed.

Only the touch on his lips told him who the person behind him could be.

When she spoke, his mind almost collapsed at that moment.

I want to pour all my thoughts into her, I want to hold her crazily and hard, I want to kiss her, I want to do to her the things that Qi has thought about all those days and nights.

His fingers were trembling, not from cold, but from excitement.

Unprecedented excitement.

After waiting day and night, I finally got the excitement of meeting someone.

He hugged her tightly, smelling her breath like an addiction.

Feeling her softness, his heart was so hot that it almost made his eyes red with excitement.

That look was even a little distorted in disguise.

but.

How could the cold and noble Taifu show his passive side so easily?

He would not allow himself to be at a disadvantage in this relationship, and he would never allow her to see the side of him that he strongly desired.

He liked the passive position and the way she looked at him, so hot and undisguised.

Her embrace is very soft, and she will actively rely on him, and even press him semi-forcibly, playing a rogue in the name of it.

His heart was so excited that his blood boiled with excitement, and he was so enthusiastic that his expression lost its calmness several times.

But fortunately, he can always control it quickly.

At that time, he was like a tamed dog, willingly putting on the collar and doing what his master asked him to do.

He went completely crazy, addicted to this passivity and could no longer extricate himself.

With her return, the portrait was thrown into the corner. He hugged her every day and was obsessed with it.

Stop thinking about the past and future, just look at her.