DJI song

Chapter 6
The moonlight was as warm as a waterfall, passing through the hazy powder and falling on Shen Jiangge's face without hesitation, reflecting a startling beauty in Ji Yuhan's pupils.

Her cheeks were as white as jade, slightly flushed with anger, like cinnabar red smeared on the snow, which was unforgettable.A pair of peach blossom eyes were half angry and half clear. She was looking down at Ji Yuhan, bright as stars despite being in a hazy state.

Her white clothes were blown open by the wind at will, her black hair rose high into the sky, and her eyebrows were filled with wanton madness that was even more dazzling than the stars.

She has a uniqueness that is unlike any woman Ji Yuhan has ever seen.

At that moment, the moonlight seemed to be pampering her.

Ji Yuhan was slightly startled, and the faint blue light he was about to use was abruptly withdrawn.

At the moment when he hesitated, Shen Jiangge used all his strength to reach out and grab his leg!
Ji Yuhan only felt that after her tug, he quickly followed her and fell into the river.

——Are we going to die together?

Before Ji Yuhan could kick her away, there was a "pop" sound, and both of them fell into the river.

Ji Yuhan suddenly felt wet and cold all over his body, and his legs that were tightly held by her could not move at all.

And when he looked at Shen Jiangge, he already looked painful.

She closed her eyes tightly, her face began to turn pale, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and her body sank deeper into the river faster and faster.

——She doesn’t know how to swim?
Ji Yuhan frowned slightly.

What was the reason that made her hold on to him until she died?Did she really want to die with him?
Ji Yuhan was filled with doubts.

He hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Shen Jiangge's face was as pale as paper, he pushed her hand away.

Shen Jiangge gradually lost consciousness, but at the moment he pushed her away, he opened his eyes with difficulty.Regardless of her resistance, Ji Yuhan held her in his arms and swam towards the shore with her in his arms.

In Shen Jiangge's weak consciousness, she only remembered the warmth of his palms, his chest as broad as the sea, and his unique faint agarwood fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, which was actually a reassuring smell for her.

It was obviously such a good opportunity for a fatal move. She could fight him to the death with just one palm, but she slowly closed her eyes and gave up.

The lights on both sides of the strait were still bright, and the crisp sounds of wine glasses, rough punches, and whispered sounds of pipa all turned into Ji Yuhan's breathing and lingered in her remaining consciousness, gradually expanding like ripples. Expand, expand again...

And she just felt that she was so tired, and the river water that kept pouring in was like a black whirlpool, gradually engulfing her consciousness in circles...

Even when the last faint light in front of her eyes was about to dissipate, she felt a little tingling on her lips.

It is as soft as the snow in winter drifting towards the endless desolate desert. The Sanskrit sounds summon the displaced souls, but it is as hot as gilded gold. It sets the fire under the thousand-year-old iceberg ablaze and spreads into the blood once it is burned. Hot.

What kept pouring into her body was the scent of agarwood.

——"What on earth is this kid doing..."

Shen Jiangge wanted to slap him away, but in the end he fainted softly...

Ji Yuhan looked helplessly as her struggling hand fell down again. He couldn't help but smile and said softly: "If you want to kill me, at least don't die first..."

On the northernmost river bank, Qi Ge watched with disbelief as Ji Yuhan walked up soaking wet, and... he seemed to be holding a woman in his arms? ? ?
woman? ? ?

(End of this chapter)