Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Looking at her up close, her cheeks were white and warm, like a piece of finely carved jade, soft and yet stunningly beautiful.

Under the light from the window, the small down on her face seemed to be covered with a halo, soft and very beautiful.

Rong Li stared at her, slowly, his ears were so red that they were almost bleeding.

He didn't know where to put his hands, as if he was at a loss.

He is a rigid and polite scholar who doesn't know what love between men and women is. Even though he has read hundreds of books, he doesn't know how to deal with the current situation.

He stared at her face, only a few scenes from last night flashed through his mind.

In my mind, he was drugged. Then the disgusting woman tried to force him and take off his clothes.

He was so angry that he suddenly felt a force exploding in his body.

Then, he will——

Rong Li still couldn't control himself and was completely controlled by the medicine.

But fortunately, it wasn't with that woman who disgusted him.

Rong Li blushed and stared quietly at the strange woman holding him.

His rigid and polite temperament makes him look straight and expressionless even when he is shy, making it impossible to tell what he is thinking.

He stared at her for a quarter of an hour, then stretched out his hand and gently pushed her away as if he was afraid of waking her up.

With gentle and gentle movements, he carefully removed her hand from his waist.

The scent of ambiguity was still very strong in the air, and the quilt was filled with the smell of love between two people.

A scholar who has never experienced love, no matter how stupid he is, will understand how intense last night was.

He didn't dare to look at the woman next to him, nor did he dare to look at things he shouldn't.

He slowly stood up, trying to get past her and get out of bed.

However, a weak and boneless hand seemed to be weak, but it easily held his arm.

With an easy pull, he pulled him down on the bed again.

Soon, Wenxiang Nuanyu's body covered him, wrapping around him like a fairy.

Rong Li directly looked into those pair of charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes.

Those bright and gorgeous eyes looked at him with a half-smile, her little hands covered his face, rubbed it, and spoke softly,

"Ali, are you planning to burn bridges across the river? Just pull up your pants and turn your back on others?"

Rong Li roared, even his neck turned red.

His whole body was stiff, feeling the softness of her body, as if his heartbeat had forgotten to beat.

"You, you, you -" How could an innocent scholar have ever encountered such an alluring woman, so frivolous and ambiguous, and her words were frivolous.

Different from the anger and disgust when he faced Lin Li before, he now looked more like a good woman who had been teased by a bully. Her face was red and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

The two hands that were supposed to be writing and reading were gripping the quilt on the side helplessly, as if even the fingertips were red with embarrassment and burning.

He didn't dare to look at her, so he subconsciously closed his eyes in panic and muttered,

"Girl, men and women don't have sex, please. Please don't do this."

so? Which kind?

Yun Si glanced at her hands.

The small hands caressed his face and ears, as if they were scratched by feathers, it was light and itchy.

The blush on his face almost never came down, and even gradually spread to his chest.

Being teased like this by her, and he didn't know if it was because he was too nervous, his breathing began to become unstable and began to rise and fall rapidly.

Soon, Yun Si felt his reaction.