Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

No makeup, no fancy hairpins.

The face is plain and white, with an oval face that glows softly like mutton-fat jade.

A bright red hairband tied up her long, silky black hair, which reached her waist and hung loosely.

Like the rose-blooded enchantress, her little bit of beauty is completely covered up by her charming appearance.

Her eyes are pure and clear, her pupils are soft and bright, her cheeks are white, and her lips are full of red.

It's so breathtakingly beautiful that it almost makes everything around it pale.

However, she didn't know it and was still in a daze, staring at him with her beautiful eyes without blinking, as if waiting for him to continue playing with it.

"What's wrong?" She wondered, before she could react, "Are you dressed?"

Looking down at herself, she carefully touched the almost weightless clothes on her body. She muttered: "Wearing so many clothes, getting married is really tiring..."

Unfortunately, this is only the first step - after getting dressed, you still have to put on makeup and do your hair... There are still many follow-up processes, which are very troublesome.

It's troublesome, but she can dress herself up to look particularly good, so she still likes it more than she doesn't.

After touching it, she raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who suddenly stopped moving.

He looked at her steadily, his eyes falling on her body, his light purple eyes darkened and quiet.

It was as if he was looking at her carefully, from head to toe, not even a single hair.

She hadn't put on makeup or hair yet, so she thought she was very plain now, and she didn't know what he was looking at.

Looking down at herself again, she said to herself: "Don't you look good?"

As he kept looking at her, she felt a little unconfident.

Touching the finely knitted and beautiful flowers on the skirt, she raised her head and smiled like a star: "I like it even if it doesn't look good. I like it very much."

"Can I wear this outfit when I get married?"

She looked around, picked up the red hijab, and covered her head.

Not all covered, just like this, covering half of it lightly.

Covering the upper half of her face, only her soft red lips were exposed, and she smiled with white teeth: "Now you are the bride, and you can go to the bridal chamber."

"..." The man who had been looking at her quietly, his eyes became more and more gentle, and the hot and burning love was hidden in those speechless eyes.

He didn't say anything for a long time, and just let out a gentle hum.

The sound came from the chest with a beating heart, trembling slightly, and the breathing seemed to be light, not daring to increase the intensity.

That was the girl he had been waiting for for a long, long time, and finally appeared in front of him in her wedding dress, so real and vivid.

That was a scene he could never dream of no matter how many times he tried. Now, it finally came true.

This was his gift, given to him by her - she could always give him what he wanted without even knowing it.

His breath was shaky and his chest was hot. He took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the emotions that were constantly surging and almost out of control.

His eyes were deep and understanding, but slightly red, which was not easy to notice.

After closing his eyes, he suppressed the hissing in his throat, opened his mouth, and called her softly: "Si Si..."

"Um?"

The beautiful girl playing with the red hijab still responded to him without realizing it.

Feeling that it was not good to cover her head all the time, she took it off and looked at it.

She was about to speak when suddenly, the man in front of her who had been motionless took her in his arms.

The sudden force tightened the grip.

His breath covered her, deep, hot and unbearably erotic.