The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

Bai Zitu rubbed his temples and felt a little dizzy.

She knew she couldn't drink much, but she didn't expect it to be this bad.

He sighed helplessly and walked out of the hotel with hurried steps.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, a cold wind mixed with light snow blew in her face, making her shiver.

She subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly around her body and blended into the night against the wind and snow.

On the street corner, a street lamp emitted a dim light, which reflected the hazy and illusory figure through the dense snow curtain.

The man leaned lazily against the streetlight, his long, straight legs elegantly crossed. It was a simple pose, yet he performed it with an air of dignity and grace, unconsciously radiating an undeniable presence.

He glanced sideways, as if he saw her, and then he walked slowly towards her from the dim light with steady and calm steps.

The street lights above his head stretched his tall and slender shadow very long, which made people think of the pine trees standing proudly in the wind and snow.

Tough and lonely.

He seemed to like the color black very much. The well-shaped black coat on him perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and tight waist, and the corners of the coat fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.

As he approached, Bai Zitu could even see the snowflakes falling on his shoulders, slowly melting and wetting a corner of his black coat.

But he seemed unaware of it, his deep gaze always fixed on her, as if the wind and snow in this cold night had nothing to do with him.

In his eyes, there was only her.

When he came closer, Bai Zitu stood on tiptoe and brushed off the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders.

Gu Chen didn't move, just looked at her quietly.

"How did you come?"

The girl's nose was red from the cold, and her voice was soft and a little hoarse, which made people feel itchy.

A lazy voice sounded: "I promised to pick you up."

Then Gu Chen's narrow eyes fell on her red nose. He moved closer, his nose twitching, and asked with a half-smile: "Have you been drinking?"

Bai Zitu's mind was in a mess and he shook his head subconsciously, but then he remembered that he had indeed taken a sip of wine just now, so he nodded obediently.

Looking at the girl's dizzy appearance, Gu Chen knew that she was drunk.

But she was still standing on tiptoe, holding his shoulders, and she almost fell to the ground because of an unstable center of balance.

Gu Chen was quick-eyed and reached out to hold the person in his arms.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the laziness in them: "Who told you to drink?"

He naturally knew who had handed her the wine.

As long as he wanted, he could easily find out what she did in the restaurant.

But he didn't want to do that. He wanted the girl in his arms to be naked and tell him everything about herself without reservation.

"It's Uncle Ying."

The girl sniffed, her voice becoming even softer as she was drunk. She nestled obediently in his arms, like a little swan who depended on him wholeheartedly. She was so adorable.

"Did he say anything bad about me to you?"

Looking at this cute look, Gu Chen couldn't help but bend his fingers and gently scratch the girl's nose.

His fingertips touched her skin, which was cool, and the delicate touch made his heart move slightly.

A stronger desire arose spontaneously, he wanted more.

The touch of her fingertips brought an itch, and the girl subconsciously wrinkled her nose and buried her head in the coat full of masculine scent.

A muffled voice came from his chest: "I said..."

"hehe."

Gu Chen's mouth curled up slightly. He exerted force with both hands and gently lifted the weak and boneless person up. The girl then sat steadily on his slender and strong arms.

The solid muscle lines could be felt through the clothes, and the hard touch made the girl twist her body uncomfortably, muttering softly: "It's so hard, uncomfortable..."

Gu Chen turned his head to look, and from this angle he was able to look at the girl at eye level.

Her almond-shaped eyes were hazy, shimmering with watery light, as if the dim light of the street lamps had been rubbed into her eyes, making them hazy and blurred, like an unconsciously alluring demon.

Gu Chen's Adam's apple moved, and the desire became deeper and stronger.

Bai Zitu's eyelashes trembled, and she tilted her head to look at him, exposing her soft and slender neck. If he wanted to, he could easily break this beautiful swan neck.

"Do you believe it?"

Gu Chen patiently and gently raised his hand to put the girl's hair stuck on her cheeks behind her head, and her white and thin skin was exposed in front of him without any cover.

In the end, he couldn't resist his inner desire and pecked the cool, white face.

It's like taking a bite of soft and cold ice cream.

The girl's eyes widened slightly, as if she was thinking about something. Her lips opened and closed again, and finally she shook her head: "No letter."

Gu Chen chuckled softly, his warm breath faintly spreading across the girl's face. His slow voice was like a bewitching monster, "Why don't you believe me? I'm a monster..."

As if to increase the credibility of his words, he took a big step, walked out of the area illuminated by the street lights, and then completely merged into the darkness.

He used his big palm to press the girl against the wall at the corner of the street, while his other hand instinctively protected her head.

"Well……"

Bai Zitu was frightened by this sudden action and let out a small cry of surprise.

Gu Chen didn't give her any room to breathe. He pressed his whole body against her and held her tightly in his arms.

He lowered his eyes to look at the girl with dignity. The girl's lips were slightly parted under his eyelids, and her eyes were wide open, as if she was still adapting to the darkness.

He deliberately leaned down to take in the pair of still hazy yet bright eyes, and smiled wearily: "The monster is very fierce."

The man's tall body blocked all the wind and snow behind him, and the overbearing cold breath climbed up her like a substance, strangling her inch by inch and erasing her sanity.

Until the girl said foolishly: "You are not fierce, you are a good demon."

Under the pink and white coat is a white dress, which wraps loosely around the girl's slender body. In this boundless darkness, it is more transparent than the pure and flawless snowflakes.

He put his hand into his coat and caressed the soft flesh of the girl's waist through her dress.

For the first time, someone said he was a good demon.

The itchy feeling coming from her waist made the girl twist her body unconsciously and complained softly: "Itchy..."

"hehe."

He chuckled, his breath getting closer and closer until he pressed his cold lips against the girl's forehead. He followed the sound and asked, "What about now? Are you still a good demon?"

The girl's head was dizzy. What she saw was his rolling Adam's apple. Looking up, she saw his taut jaw. The lines were hard and perfect, as perfect as a sculpture.

The subtle itch on her waist disturbed her thoughts, and Bai Zitu nodded.

Sensing the girl's movements, his cold lips immediately moved to her small, red nose, and his voice began to become hoarse: "What now?"

Bai Zitu subconsciously looked up, and his gaze fell directly into those eyes as dark as the night.

The lips that were lightly touching the tip of her nose slowly moved to her lips as she moved.

There was only an almost negligible distance between their lips, as if they would naturally stick together in the next second.

The warm breaths intertwined with each other, her heartbeat became faster and faster, her mind went blank, and she nodded subconsciously.

The next moment, the lips that blended with each other's breath pressed against each other, and all the breath was robbed.

I do not know how long it has been.

All I knew was that the wind and snow had become stronger, howling and raging. The cold wind blew on the back of the ancient demon, covering the black coat with a thin layer of snow.

The girl held in his arms felt hot all over and couldn't help but raise her head to breathe a breath of fresh air.

That overly hoarse voice sounded:

"Little Swan, am I still a good demon now?"