Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1209 Delicate (53)

  The firewood was burning fiercely, and the noodles in the pot were bubbling.

  Yun Si looked at him without blinking her beautiful eyes, as if she couldn't see enough.

   The noodles were cooked quickly, and they were put in a big bowl.

  It was steaming hot, fiddled with chopsticks twice, and the bottom was full of soft, sweet and greasy barbecued pork.

  Yun Si went to wash her hands, and sat obediently by the table.

   Watching him bring in the noodles and put them in front of her.

   "Aren't you going to eat?"

  She watched him sit down, and there was no one in front of her.

  He sat opposite her and handed over the chopsticks.

   "I'm not hungry, you eat."

  She had no choice but to oh.

  She was indeed hungry, so she blew on the noodles and stuffed them into her mouth impatiently.

  The man sat there, watching her quietly.

  She took a sip of the soup, licked her lips, and raised her eyes.

   Meeting his gaze, she blinked.

   After thinking for a while, she pushed the bowl over.

   "Take two bites, there are so many, I can't finish it."

  His eyes fell on the noodles floating in clear soup.

   Eyes are slightly darker.

   "...A Falcon?"

  Seeing that he was not moving, she called out.

  He moved immediately, without refusing.

  Using her chopsticks, she only ate two mouthfuls of noodles.

   When pushed back, she took the chopsticks and ate the meat inside.

  Bright red soft lips pressed against the edge of the bowl, drinking the delicious soup, not caring at all that he had eaten it.

  The man looked at her quietly without saying a word.

   I don't know what I'm thinking.

  …

  …

  …

  …

  Late at night.

   It's bed time again.

   It was still Yunsi who washed first, and then went to bed, waiting for Yu Falcon to come back.

  She is holding a book and lying on the bed to read.

  The candles beside the bed were set a little too far to prevent her from accidentally knocking them out when she reached out.

  The clothes that were used to separate the two of them before are now carefully put away by her.

   After reading the book for a while, she glanced sideways at the door.

  After hearing footsteps, she moved her position consciously and moved inside.

  The Kang bed is large enough to accommodate two people.

  The man who came back from the bath closed the door and closed the latch.

   Turning around, when his dark eyes fell on the person on the bed, he stopped there, his fingers clenched slightly.

  The tough and deep face seemed a little tense.

  The person in a gauze skirt on the bed is still reading a book.

   Bai Nen's feet swayed and swayed, under the dim light, they were dazzlingly white.

   Walking to the bed, he sat down slowly.

   There seems to be some redness at the base of the ears.

  Yun Si closed the book and stuffed it under the pillow.

   "Are you going to sleep? I'll lie down."

  His broad, thick back blocks the light, and shadows fall.

   There was a low hum in the air, and the candle was quickly blown out.

  He lay down, lying on her side.

  The candles were extinguished, the outside of the house was dim, and the inside of the house was even darker, and nothing could be seen clearly.

  When vision disappears, other senses seem to be infinitely magnified.

  The sound of breathing, the sound of heartbeat, and the breath that is hard to ignore.

   Spread out between the two people, and in the invisible, a bit of ambiguity arises.

   Too strong ambiguity.

  It seems that the temperature has risen.

  Yun Si was lying in it, but this time she obediently did not move.

  Close your eyes and go to sleep.

  Last night's experience told her that hugs should be embraced, but hot...

   is really hot.

   I don't know what his body is made of, it's really hot.

  His strength is so strong that he won't let go when hugged.

  Ghost knows what she went through last night.

  Yun Si lay flat there, motionless, with bright eyes.

  The man beside him didn't move either, he was lying there, breathing heavily.

   It's like a hot iron.

  (end of this chapter)