Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 2624 Companion (39)

  A figure walked in unhurriedly.

  Like a ghost, the door was closed without making any sound.

  The lacquered shadows fell on the ground and melted into a ball, unable to discern the shape.

  Behind the screen, the sound of the water suddenly stopped for the person who was taking a bath.

  The hazy back is looming, like a holy goddess who fell into the lake.

  Pure and holy, absolutely flawless.

   Fixed there weakly, with a soft voice.

   "General?"

  The water vapor carried the fragrance of flowers on her body to all places in the house, including the nasal cavity of the visitor.

  He hummed and stood outside through the screen.

  With a strong and aggressive gaze, he wantonly traced the shape of her back.

   He spoke in a low voice, calmly: "This is my room."

   "..."

  The people inside the screen were silent.

  After a while, she only heard a cough, and said calmly: "Got it, I'll go out after washing."

  Huo Yuangong with his hands behind his back, through the screen, slightly hooked his lips.

   "No, I can go to the study to sleep."

  It seems to be a gentleman, but it is not a gentleman.

  A real gentleman won't break into a girl while she's taking a bath.

   Not to mention watching in front of the girl's changed nepotism, without shy away.

  Yun Si turned slightly and looked at the black shadow behind the screen.

   Pursing his lips, he lay down beside the barrel.

   Lazily, her pretty face was flushed red by the steam.

   Tender, so tender that almost water comes out.

  It makes people want to kiss.

  Desperately want to kiss.

  Huo Yuangong stood outside, staring deeply, staring closely.

   Watch her every move.

  It was like a long-hungry beast staring at its prey.

   Adam's apple, keep rolling.

   Pressing down on the tumbling lust.

   Provoking sinking.

  She lay on the side of the barrel for a while, seeing that he hadn't left, curled her lips, and became dissatisfied.

   Nothing to be wary of.

"Just now…"

   "Who is that woman?"

   "Your fiancée?"

  The man standing outside was motionless, standing like a log.

   Still incomprehensible, still.

   Her voice was a little hoarse, but she was well controlled, and said slowly, "I don't have a fiancée."

   "Then who is she?"

   "She is Miss Su, the daughter of my master."

   "...Then, you like her?"

   "Never."

   "But I heard just now that you grew up together..."

   "Not counting together, I have very little contact with her, and I don't see her often."

   "But she came to give you a gift just now..."

"I refused."

   Really responsive to her.

  The person soaking in the bath puffed out his cheeks, "This is more or less..."

  He is hers, no one can take it away.

  The wood-like man heard her last words.

  He has good hearing, even if she mutters vaguely, he can hear clearly.

  He lowered his eyes, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

  Maybe she didn't even realize how jealous her tone was.

  Vinegar is as if the air has become sour, like sour plum fermented.

  Care so unabashedly.

   It looks like his wife is complaining and questioning.

   He looked at the hazy figure behind the screen, and moved closer, separated by the thin layer of veil.

   Deep, dark eyes like a beast.

   is wanted.

only…

  His hand raised slightly and touched her dress.

   His face was pale and his mind was unclear.

  She minds that woman, does that mean that he can think she cares about him?

  The sheer gauze is like that layer of window paper.

   Seems easy to poke around, but…

   What the consequences are, he can hardly control.

  (end of this chapter)