Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She slowly lifted the thin red hijab.

Under the slightly dim and ambiguous pearl light, in the red and festive room, in the sound of his stopped breathing.

The hijab was finally lifted by the right person.

The young master's crimson and soft face was completely exposed to the light.

He is very beautiful, and he is beautiful in line with the current social aesthetics.

The eyebrows are soft, and the eyeballs are a little light in color, but they are particularly moist, as moist as a deer-like eyes.

Extremely clean and inviting.

Maybe it was because the wedding dress was too red, or maybe it was because the curtain on the bed made the light too dim, so his face was very red.

Among the broken and beautiful snow-white, there is a strange pink color, like the peach petals that have just unfolded their petals, translucent white, and the tips of the petals are indeed pink with shame.

Slightly curled up and shy.

Wet eyes stared straight at her, and her red lips were moist.

Still like a child, a child whose childishness has not faded.

She saw confusion and shyness in his eyes.

Nervous shyness.

Both ears were red, redder than the most beautiful rose.

Like a shy little rabbit.

The corners of her lips raised slightly.

Reach out and gently touch his face.

A soft and delicate touch came, along with a hot temperature that couldn't be concealed at all.

He shrank back as if shocked and shocked.

Her hand immediately fell empty.

"you you you--"

He was so nervous and flustered that his voice crackled.

He was breathing rapidly, and his heart was beating almost crazy.

Amid overwhelming shameful emotions, he placed his hands on his sides, tightening and relaxing, relaxing and tightening.

Even though he didn't drink, his mind was completely blank.

I can't even speak clearly.

This time, it was the shy and frightened little rabbit.

She looked at him, her hands empty, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

Seeing his reaction, she straightened up without saying anything.

Putting the red hijab aside.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

After drinking, her voice became softer and softer.

Rustling, stained with intoxicating drunkenness.

It was light, but the tone was inexplicably sultry.

Like a big-tailed wolf with malicious intentions.

The innocent young master was no match for her, and he stood up immediately.

“No, no, no—okay!”

"I...I...I'm not sleepy yet!"

He stuttered, feeling extremely hot all over his body and very thirsty.

Probably because he was too nervous, he didn't know where to put his hands now, and he didn't dare to look at her at all.

As if making a last ditch effort, his eyes fell randomly on the tea table.

"...Yes! Yes! I'm thirsty and I want to drink water."

As if he wanted her to believe it, he walked quickly to the tea table.

Pour water.

The fingertips of the hand stretched out from the cloak were trembling.

It symbolizes that he is emotionally unstable at the moment, almost as panicked as a little rabbit.

Yun Si, who was about to take off her clothes, turned around and looked over.

I just took a casual look at it, and frowned when I saw what he was drinking.

"That's wine, don't-"

But it was too late, he drank.

I also drank several large glasses of wine.

"..." Finished.

That wine was different from ordinary wine. It had--

Something to cheer up.

She suddenly felt a headache.

The still silly young master finished his drink and looked over blankly.

The eyeballs became even wetter, wet and seductively tight.

"What...what happened?"

After saying that, he seemed to be still thirsty and licked his lips without wanting to finish.