Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Asmodeus looked at her lightly, then opened the handkerchief,

The handkerchief is embroidered with a vivid snow-white fish tail, which curves beautifully.

There is Jira's name on the end of the handkerchief.

Obviously, this is her personal handkerchief,

Moreover, it seems to contain some meaning.

Asmodeus watched quietly for a few seconds, then looked at her calmly, with a very calm tone,

"Dear Jira, are you planning to give the handkerchief away?"

Ji La: "...I..."

She forced herself to calm down and took the handkerchief back.

He coughed slightly, his expression unchanged,

"Dear Asmode, please don't say that. I just want to use it to wipe my sweat. Why would I give it away?"

She said in a natural tone,

"Britney told me just now that the sun is very strong today and it may be very hot, so before going out, I thought about preparing a handkerchief."

"Oh? Really?"

The man moved the corners of his mouth with unknown emotion and slowly approached,

Ji La took a step back, and he took a step forward.

She retreats and he advances,

Until finally, he forced the little princess to the bedside, unable to move.

"Dear Jira, let me ask you one last time, who are you going to give this handkerchief to?"

The man's arms were on both sides of her, imprisoning her perfectly.

His eyebrows became more and more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger,

The sharp and cold gaze was like an unstoppable sword, piercing through her disguise.

He seemed to know everything, suppressing his anger word for word,

Gritting his teeth, the heavy divine pressure seemed to crack the gap in the glazed lamp on the side.

The pair of gloomy and dangerous bloody eyes reflected the girl's face,

The overwhelming anger spread with overwhelming force.

The little princess was silent.

Looking at him, silent.

The handkerchief held in his hand tightened slightly.

"Asmodeus."

She pursed her lips and her voice was a little soft,

"I"

She seemed to sigh,

"Okay, I lied to you."

She stood up slightly and slowly hugged him,

"I'm sorry, Asmodeus, for deceiving you just now."

Ji La gently rubbed his face and said,

"This handkerchief is actually a gift to Crossel."

"He was always so sad, and I thought if I gave him a handkerchief, maybe he would be a little happier."

Asmodeus's veins popped out in his hands and he sneered,

"Such a hypocritical mermaid only needs to put on a show to get your pity."

"Miss Ji La, you are really kind."

Ji La: "."

This yin and yang is so strange that even the breath he exhales is sour.

simply……

She was a little helpless and wanted to laugh.

"Dear Asmodeus, are you jealous?"

There was a smile in her eyes, "Jealous that Crossel received my gift, but you didn't."

This sentence was like the straw that broke the camel's back.

The man's suppressed anger completely swallowed up his reason,

The emotion on his face completely disappeared, as if it was the last second of calm before the storm.

Jira instantly felt like she was being knocked down and her limbs were being restrained.

She opened her eyes slightly and watched as the man began to unbutton and take off his clothes.

The body, as heavy and hard as an iron stone, pressed down like a mountain,

"Dear Jira, please forgive me for being irrational."

"Tear--" There was a sound of clothes being torn.

"Maybe you should have become my wife a long time ago."