Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 775 The Tyrant's Little Princess (27)

  A certain tiger whose body was as soft as a liquid, sprawled on all fours, and rolled restlessly on the small bed several times.

   The golden silkworm got covered and lost several of its hairs.

  It lost sleepiness, felt a little depressed again, heard the sound of breathing in its ears, and then...

  It rolled silently again.

   As a result, accidentally, a depressed tiger rolled down from the collapse.

  It was startled, stabilized its body, landed on all fours, and raised its tail.

  “.” It’s really good to be a cat, with a full sense of balance.

  Yun Si fell to the ground and looked in the direction of the dragon bed.

  The crocodile twirled tent hangs down, embroidered with beads and silver threads all over the tent, the moonlight pours in, and the light is dim, like a magical sea falling into the clouds, covering the figure inside.

  Jing Shi is as indifferent as a sleeping **** in the heavenly palace, which can only be seen from a distance, not close.

  Yun Si stopped at the pace that she wanted to walk at first.

  Looking quietly, his ears slowly perked up.

  It approached lightly, slipped its small body through the gauze, and then looked up at the bed that was flush with its head.

  The pure white paws were raised and put on them.

  The moment she landed on the bed, a white and slender hand appeared, with snow-colored wrists, all the way down, and a woman in plain gauze and white dress appeared, squatting beside the dragon bed.

  Her eyes are shining, like moonlight, slightly restrained and gentle.

  The man was lying on his back, his eyes closed, his handsome face was less cold and gloomy than usual, and he looked much more approachable.

  She watched quietly, stretching out her white fingers, as if she was afraid of waking him up, bit by bit, she gently hooked his little finger.

  After hooking it, the corners of her lips raised, as if the depression in her heart had dissipated a little.

   Watching him fall asleep, she didn't bother him, hooked her, and withdrew her hand.

   Transformed into a beautiful white tiger again, jumped onto the bed, and then curled up next to his pillow.

   Formed into balls, closed eyes, felt the breath of him beside him, and the loss in my heart gradually faded away.

  Yun Si thought, it's really not possible, it's fine to sleep next to his pillow like this.

   She has been in this small world for so long, but she has never met him.

   Now that they finally meet each other, she really misses his embrace and his breath very much.

  It closed its eyes and sighed slightly in its heart.

  Louched quietly, brewing drowsiness.

  In the Tai Chi Hall, it was still silent.

  After Yun Si fell asleep completely, she didn't notice that the man's fingers were slowly bending.

  The calloused fingertips lightly brushed across the silky cloth, and then clenched into fists.

   Quietly, no one noticed.

  The next day, when Yun Si rolled over habitually, she felt covered by the quilt, which was covered with a man's cold breath.

  She was startled and woke up all at once.

   Looking up, he realized that Que Yan was no longer there, and he rolled to the center of the dragon bed at some point.

  The dragon bed is huge, even bigger than her bed. Lying on it, she was so comfortable that she almost didn't want to get up.

   It's just that when she got up and looked, she found that the soft quilt had been brutally padded by her, making countless folds.

   And her inadvertently exposed claws couldn't help hooking out the gold thread on it.

   After sleeping, I seem to have done too many bad things.

   "." Guiltyly, Yun Si stuffed the torn quilt out of sight, and then jumped off the bed.

   Jumped from the slightly open window sill next to it, and jumped out neatly.

  The figure of the black and white dumpling quickly disappeared, but the wrinkles on the bed remained the same.

  (end of this chapter)