Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Dr. Shen glanced at the personal assistant next to Mr. President.

The assistant nodded and took him aside.

"Mr. Shen, we have taken care of everything you asked. Your record will not appear on the police's criminal records in the future."

"Of course, everything you did in Tesmela Prison will also be erased. From now on, you will be a free and law-abiding good citizen."

"So, thank you very much, Mr. President, for your kindness."

Mr. Shen smiled.

"Doctor Shen, you don't have to be polite. These are what we should do."

After all, how can the lives of ordinary people be as precious as the life of the president?

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yun Si was awakened by a burst of dense kisses.

The warm moist feeling kissed her cheek, and her cold hand reached into the quilt, like a flexible snake.

Yun Si slept late last night, so when she was woken up, she was in a daze and unconsciously hugged someone who was restless.

Still without washing, he was kissed.

No one dislikes them either, and bacteria are constantly exchanged between the two people's mouths.

Yun Si opened her eyes sleepily and moved her nose, as if sniffing his scent.

"Did you go to the hospital?" she asked vaguely.

There was a smell of disinfectant on his body, mixed with his original clean breath, like mint, giving him a chilling feeling.

The man hummed softly and kept kissing her like he was holding his beloved doll.

The kiss made Yun Si's face full of his scent, but she still wasn't satisfied.

Yun Si yawned, casually pulled the quilt he kicked away and covered him.

Hugging him, I found a comfortable position in his arms with peace of mind, shrank down, and said softly,

"You've been working overtime until now. Are you tired?"

Maybe she didn't realize how much her tone sounded like a little wife waiting for her husband to come home, warm and natural.

It was like a vine without support, weakly and bonelessly clinging to him, relying on him.

Mr. Shen, who rushed back without stopping, paused for several seconds, as if he was stunned.

"Okay, you're working overtime so late, how about you take a nap?"

Yun Si closed her eyes again.

She hugged him and snuggled into his arms.

Eight o'clock is the best time of the day to work.

Shen Zhichu originally thought that he would come back to make breakfast for her and do something comfortable while lying on the bed.

But he didn't expect that her words would make him suddenly feel a little tired.

Whether it's physically or mentally, I'm very tired.

It was as if the whole body had lost all strength, it was limp and unable to exert any strength at all.

I just want to lie down quietly, do nothing, and have a good sleep.

It seems that everything I have experienced before is just a dream, illusory, nothing is real, and nothing has fallen.

Only now, lying down with a limp woman in his arms, she patted him on the back and said he was tired and it was time to sleep.

The sudden sense of reality and a warm, sore and satisfying feeling seemed to instantly fill the lost corner of my heart.

The empty place seemed to be brushed by a pair of soft hands. Wherever it went, flowers bloomed like all things coming to life.

The indescribable feeling, the hollow feeling of loss, searching for what I wanted to find.

It seemed that at this moment, like clouds and mist, it was pushed away, and a bright light suddenly appeared.