Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 645 Guilty Shackles (14)

  She sensed acutely that something was wrong, but it was too late.

  He lowered his head slowly, resting on his arms, and lay down on the table.

   Without even taking off his glasses, he closed his eyes.

  Slender and delicate shoulders, a fair and beautiful face, and long hair curled like seaweed.

  She was like a little princess who had fallen into a malevolent spell, breathing lightly, her lips parted slightly.

   I don't know when, the rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier. Even, there was a dull thunder in the distance.

  It's like someone is beating drums continuously in the sky, one sound after another, accompanied by the sound of rain, is about to hammer into the bottom of people's hearts.

  The glass of the window is not closed, so there is always wind blowing in from time to time.

   Blowing icy raindrops into this warm and bright apartment seems to bring the chill to the woman at the desk.

  She fell asleep very quickly, as if she fell asleep the first second she lay down.

   With her eyes closed, she fell into a deep sleep, her slender and soft eyelashes were like a cattail fan, motionless.

  The lampshade beside the desk gathered the yellow light and shone on her profile.

  It seemed that her bright and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered with a soft veil.

  Beside the glass of water that was just drunk, the rim of the glass seems to still have the wetness that she sipped.

   Quietly, as if everything was accompanied by her dream, and she fell into a deep sleep.

  The clock on the wall is turning every second, and the sound is hidden in the sound of the rain outside the window.

  As time passed, a shadow fell silently beside the woman.

  With the coldness and dampness of a rainy night, just like that, it touched the skin of her bare arm.

   She probably sensed something, and her exquisite brows frowned slightly.

  I want to wake up, but I can't bear the overwhelming drowsiness.

  The eyelids are as heavy as a jack, and they cannot be opened at all.

  In the last sliver of clarity, she felt her body as if being entangled by a poisonous snake, and the icy snake spit on her neck, bringing a trace of incomparably penetrating chill.

  That huge poisonous snake, every inch of scale on its body seemed to be tightly attached to her skin.

  The powerful body entwined her tightly as if catching prey.

  She felt the temperatureless snake tail skimming over every inch of her body. She couldn't struggle, because the more she struggled, the tighter she would be entangled.

  The woman's eyelashes trembled, and her body trembled physiologically.

  The little white rabbit, who had no power to resist, had her long hair pushed back and her cheeks were gently stroked.

  Little by little, as if treating a unique work of art, the softness and obsession is unbelievable.

  Forehead, Eyebrows, Nose, Ears, Lips.

  Everything is so beautiful and perfect, it feels like fresh soft tofu to the touch.

   Arms, Back, Waist, Pelvis.

  Every inch of the skeleton is as if carefully carved by God, exquisite and coordinated.

  Hands so pale that you can see veins and veins, admiring this excellent work of art tenderly and irresistibly.

  When he touched her warm skin, he became more and more excited, touching her constantly, as if he wanted to completely take her as his own.

  The woman fell asleep deeply, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was sleeping restlessly.

   Soon, she was picked up horizontally, she didn't even wear shoes, her bare feet were white and tender.

   When the rain outside stopped, the people inside had long since disappeared.

   Even the woman who fell asleep on the desk disappeared together.

  The curtains were blown open, and the whistling wind sounded like a sigh, and soon, there was no sound.

  (end of this chapter)