Chapter 35: Natsuhime 4

She reached out and took the kite in his palm, and he took it very lightly.

Her long eyelashes lifted slightly, her big wet eyes looked at him, and there were many smiles on her little face.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

At that moment, the peach blossoms on the tree bloomed instantly, and a demon heart that had howled at the moon for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly revived.

His lips were covered with the soft red lips of the little girl, and he saw his reflection in those big eyes that were as clear as water, and his voice was surprisingly gentle: "After hundreds of thousands of years, I finally smell you." Ji Wuxue...... Ji Wuxue...... It turns out that you are here ......"

The long search for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly became as easy as a flick of a finger.

The wet eyelashes were like the wings of a cicada that had just broken through the ground, gently sweeping the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

For a long time, he was immersed in such warmth, but very lightly, hugged her.

As the sun sets, purple clouds cast a light veil over the sky. Flocks of white birds flapped their wings and flew overhead, the wind was so light, rolling peach blossoms and flying, falling colorful.

Her eyes kept staring at the kite.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and a gust of wind blew, just right, and the kite spread its wings and flew up, and its graceful wings drew a beautiful arc in the sky.

She tilted her head until she saw that the kite was almost in the clouds, and there was a look of regret in her eyes. His gaze followed her, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the kite flew back slowly, and the thin silk thread landed right in the palm of her hand.

She looked very happy, and suddenly reached out her hand and stroked it very lightly on the man's face.

He grabbed her tender little hand, laughed, and said softly, "Wuxue, do you like kites very much?"

She nodded seriously, but said, "My name is Xia Ji." ”

It was the first thing she said to him.

He was shocked by the voice that was more pleasant than the new warbler, and a very strange feeling surged in his heart, and he gently hugged her, and said softly: "I'll take you to a place where you can fly kites every day, okay?"

She didn't understand what she meant, but she just looked up at the sky above her, and then her eyes fell on the tall wooden door.

He also looked at the wooden door and saw that this little corner where she grew up was like a cold, bleak green prison. The furniture was very simple, a small wooden bed was very cold, and a few plain clothes that had long been washed and faded, which was all that a little girl had.

He closed one of her small hands in his palms with pity, and then, spreading them out, there was a handful of colorful candy on top. She was amazed because she had never seen it before.

He picked up a small piece and put it in her little mouth, and she giggled as soon as the sweet recipe melted.

He also laughed, and his mood was surprisingly good: "Wuxue, I will take you out of here." The place we're going to is very beautiful, you can fly kites and eat candy every day, okay?"

She just looked intently at the colorful candy in her hand, her long eyelashes hanging down to cover her eyes.

He gently picked her up and placed her on his lap.

She snuggled into his arms, sweet candy in her mouth, and fell asleep silently.

The starry sky showed a clean face, and the girl in her arms breathed so sweetly.

His lips were gently pressed against her for a long time, and even gently kissed the sweet sweetness of the candy on her lips.