Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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The cold-blooded man in an extremely irritable mood tucked her in the quilt lightly while exuding air-conditioning from his body.

The picture is very inconsistent, but it seems inexplicably funny.

After tucking in the quilt,

He stared at her profile, his dark and deep pupils sinking and floating.

It was cold and dangerous, as if being stared at by a wild beast in the dark.

On the girl's pale cheeks, the slightly upturned peach eyes are instantly beautiful, the delicate tip of the nose, and the soft lips, all revealing surprise and moving.

Like a little princess in an ivory tower who has never been exposed to the dark and bloody outside world, the dresses are all pure white, soft and flawless.

When Su Su first saw her on the street,

I knew that she had a fatal attraction to him.

That inexplicable attraction is hidden in her every move, every frown and smile,

Obviously at that time, she didn't do anything, just stood there, squinting her eyes and dozing off,

He is already attracted.

It's like a butterfly has found its favorite flower, lingering and nostalgic.

Su Su originally thought,

Such a dangerous factor, he can't get close,

but don't want to,

When his subordinates kidnapped the heir of the Huangfu family, they actually tied her up by the way.

When seeing her again,

God knows,

His heart was beating a lot.

It was as if the heart had been shocked by a crazy electric shock.

Su Su stared at her heavily, his breathing fluttered.

After three seconds,

He suddenly leaned over, held her face in both hands, and kissed her.

Because he was afraid of waking her up, he only stayed on the surface and tasted it.

The sinking phoenix eyes narrowed slowly, as if a beast had tasted some delicious snack, a joyful dim light appeared.

Um,

At least,

His weakness is very fragrant and delicious.

He slowly rubbed the ends of her beautiful eyes with callused fingertips, as if he was remembering something.

ten minutes later,

The man gets up and leaves.

The door of the room was quietly closed.

bed,

Little girl sleeping comfortably, eyes closed, not knowing.

...

...

Yun Si seemed to be dreaming again.

in the dream,

She returned to Taolin,

Back, the home of two people.

A gentle man in white is in the small kitchen, boiling tea, while bending his sleeves, kneading dough.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his fair and beautiful arms,

The slender and white fingers were stained with flour and the faint floral fragrance of peach blossoms.

The man is kneading the dough, adding honey from time to time,

When the boiled tea was boiled, he hurried over, put the prepared tea bag in, and then covered the teapot.

The gentle and elegant god, when doing these things, never uses any power, kneading dough, making peach blossom cakes, and boiling tea by himself.

Yun Si lay on the side of the door frame, watching quietly, her little fingers pinched the door frame slightly without knowing it.

After the dough has fermented,

The man divided the big dough into small doughs.

Then, knead the dough into a rough shape, pick up a small knife specially used for carving, and carefully carve and grind the shape of the dough bit by bit.

Yun Si watched quietly,

Watching the pale pink dough gradually turn into the shape of a flower.

The man looked at it and seemed dissatisfied, so he pinched it again and started all over again.

The gentle and cold beauty, when doing this kind of thing, seems to be infinitely patient and tireless.

soon,

The dough is carved into beautiful Bana flowers.

The man seemed to smile,