MTL - Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit-Chapter 38 Can I go home with you (38)

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  Chapter 38 Can I go home with you (38)

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  The fingertips gently brushed her cheeks, as if brushing the hair on her forehead.

  The girl was fast asleep and unresponsive.

   Just muttering in his mouth, "Smelly man, actually..."

   "He didn't respond to me..."

   She still seems to be brooding over this matter.

  The man laughed silently.

  His beautiful and gentle eyes are full of smiles.

   "Stupid Si Si."

  The white fingertips lightly touched the corner of her lips, so tender that it was outrageous.

  The man squatted down, resting his chin on the edge of the bed, and looked at her quietly for a long time.

  The gentle and cold beauty, with her long eyelashes motionless, seems to like looking at her like this.

at last,

  He approached slowly.

  In the cool evening wind, in the stillness of the night,

  A light kiss fell on the girl's bright red lips.

  Light like a feather passing by,

  But left behind, countless ripples of affection.

   as well,

   There have been countless times, stealing kisses.

  …

  …

  The peach forest of ten thousand hectares is very large.

  It is so big that it stretches as far as the eye can see, like a sea of ​​flowers, with no end in sight.

  Under the warm sunshine,

  When the warm breeze passes through the ten thousand hectares of peach forest, it will always blow away the sea of ​​flowers and turn them into countless pale pink petals flying in the air.

   Piece after piece of peach blossoms are flying and whirling in the wind, just like the wings of colorful butterflies, thin and with an incomparably refreshing fragrance.

  On the soft land, light-colored petals covered the whole land, as if a girl was wearing a peach-colored pleated gauze skirt, twirling on tiptoe, overflowing with fragrance.

  In the peach forest,

  A thatched cottage stands quietly in the middle,

   Surrounded by a fenced yard.

   In the yard,

  A man in Jinyun white clothes, sitting on a small stool, with long black hair hanging down, and a gentle and beautiful face.

  He is bowing his head,

  Under the slender eyelashes, the purple eyes like glass beads are staring intently at the red gauze skirt in her hand, meticulous and careful.

  On the red gauze skirt, perhaps it was scratched by a branch, and a large area was scratched.

  The man twisted a thin needle in his hand, and patiently sewed bit by bit.

  Probably because he is unskilled, his hands are always clumsy.

  When the stitches are wrong, he picks up the scissors on the side, cuts off the stitches just finished, and starts over.

   From time to time, the sharp needle tip accidentally poked his fingertips.

  The dark red blood drops instantly overflowed.

  The man's face remained unchanged, he wiped it casually, and then continued to sew patiently.

   Fortunately,

  The clumsy beauty quickly grasped the essentials.

  He mended it carefully, and then touched it carefully with his hand.

   After finding out that he didn't **** his skin, he seemed relieved, and the smile on his lips softened a bit.

  After the beautiful red gauze skirt is mended,

  He folded it slowly, and carried it back to the house.

  Inside the house,

  The little girl is still asleep.

   Carelessly, half of the quilt was kicked out.

  The man gently placed the skirt beside the bed, and arranged it meticulously, so that the little girl could easily reach it.

  He stood there, looked,

   Then,

   walked over again, and lightly covered her with the quilt.

  The little girl did not wake up, but still slept soundly.

  Beautiful face flushed from sleep.

  The man stood there quietly, looking at her for a long time.

at last,

  Shadows fall.

  He bent down slowly,

   At the corner of her lips, kissed like a dragonfly.

  Purple eyes as beautiful as glass, bent,

  The unparalleled beauty did not feel panic when doing this kind of stealing.

  The waterfall-like long hair fell slightly on the little girl's cheeks, touching her black hair.

  The hair strands of the two people were intertwined, and for a while, they were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell who belonged to whom.

  (end of this chapter)