Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 947 Become a servant for you (24)

  Although this trip to the small town was short, and although I haven't seen Luo Lier yet, the little girl Mia still gained a lot.

   So, although she didn't have a lot of fun, she still had a lot of fun and thanked Mr. Delahera for everything she did for her.

   For this reason, after returning to the castle, she thought, and wanted to send a precious gift to Mr. De La Hela, thanking him for taking care of her.

  It's just... what to give Mr. Delahera?

  Mia was a little distressed.

  Mr. Delahera doesn't seem to lack anything, and doesn't seem to want anything.

  So, Little Miya thought for a long time.

  In the evening, when Little Mia climbed into bed, Mr. Delahera closed the window for her intimately, covered her with a quilt, and then put the clothes to be changed in the morning on the shelf.

  Miya was wearing a pure black nightdress, lying on the bed and looking at him, blinking, her blood-red eyes were beautiful and clear under the light.

  Mr. Delahera came over and was about to blow out the lamp, but Mia suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at him.

   She said, "Sir, can you come closer?"

  The pale and handsome Mr. De La Hella looked down at her.

  With thin eyebrows and thin lips, he is still dressed as a gentleman, with a tall figure.

  The little master ordered him to lean over slowly.

  He gently grabbed her hand, raised his thin lips just right, and smiled.

   "Master, I don't know what Draherah can do for you?"

  The slender and white girl stared at him without blinking, staring at his flickering face under the light.

  She didn't speak, but approached slowly.

   Little by little, under the swaying candle shadow, when the shadows of the two people fell on the ground, they blended together silently.

  The girl's lips were soft and sweet, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her nervousness at this moment.

   Kissed his cheek lightly, touched his too cold skin, and stayed there for a long time.

  The handsome and elegant Mr. Della Hela quietly stared at her who was close at hand, without moving.

  A young girl's kiss is like the coolest and sweetest blood, green and astringent, yet extremely thick and intoxicating.

  Mr. Delahera's Adam's apple rolled, and his steady breathing finally became somewhat abnormal.

  He slowly squeezed her hand tightly, stroking the soft flesh of her fingertips, without speaking.

  The girl kissed lightly, and then backed away.

   Not daring to look at Mr. Delahera's expression at this moment, he pulled up the quilt and buried himself under the quilt, too shy to speak.

  Bai Nennen's feet were exposed to the air, she shrank back, and then shrank back into the quilt, turning into an arched ball.

   It's clearly deception.

  Simple without knowing it.

  Mr. Delahera looked at her quietly, a deep light flashed through his dark and treacherous black pupils.

  The girl was shy, and he had no words.

   Lowering his eyelids, he kissed her finger lightly.

  Her fingers trembled, the fingertips were beautiful pink, and she seemed shy.

  wanted to take it back, but he pinched her wrist bone and wouldn't let her move.

  Cold lips kissed her fingertips and her palm one by one, as if to leave his deep imprint on it, which was difficult to wash off.

  He slowly raised his eyes to look at her, watching her hide under the quilt.

  He showed a smile calmly, his voice was slightly hoarse and extremely gentle:

   "Good night, my dear little master."

  (end of this chapter)