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

His eyes became increasingly dark, as if he was pondering the feasibility of this plan.

The men unconsciously used some strength.

"Well--"

The girl's hurried voice interrupted Xuan Cheng's thoughts.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the lifeless almond-shaped eyes were shimmering with a faint light, which made her look more delicate and charming.

"Squeamish."

Xuan Cheng sneered, but he softened the pressure with his fingertips.

After a while, he remembered his purpose. His eyes moved to the little goddess' wrist and he held up her white and tender hand.

The tip of his finger gently caressed the green finger, then slowly placed it on his lips. The moment the sharp teeth pierced the thin skin, a fresh and sweet taste came to him.

The little goddess on the couch moaned unconsciously, and her eyes, which were already filled with moisture, quickly gathered water droplets that stuck to her fluttering eyelashes, making her look pitiful.

He rolled the tip of his tongue over the tiny wound and licked it gently until the little goddess' expression softened a little...

Xuan Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, as if with a bad taste, and began to absorb the blood that drove him crazy without any care.

Where no one could see, the man exuded a thick and strange cold air, and wherever his breath touched, a layer of ice formed.

"Hmm——" The dazed little goddess groaned again.

I don’t know if it’s the cold or the pain.

But those lifeless almond-shaped eyes could no longer hold back the tears, which slid down the innocently drooping corners of her eyes, leaving behind a beautiful trail of water.

"How pathetic."

Xuan Cheng opened his thin lips slightly and gently kissed the tiny wound.

A golden light flashed, and the wound on the little goddess' hand was seen slowly healing.

Then, he secretly used his divine power and found that only a thin layer of restraint remained in his body.

I think it will be back to normal soon...

He held his breath, and the chillness around him quickly dissipated, and the hall returned to its peaceful state.

Xuan Cheng glanced sideways at the little goddess on the couch.

Pale and slender fingers took off the mask, revealing an extremely sharp and handsome face, without any trace of the ugly wrinkles before.

He slowly leaned over, and gently stroked the tear-stained face with his big hand, wiping it gently. His voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of unnoticeable attachment, "Your Highness, don't cry. It's my fault..."

It seemed that the comforting had taken effect, and the sobbing of the little goddess became much quieter, but her lifeless almond-shaped eyes were still shimmering with water, and the corners of her eyes were pitifully crimson.

"I deserve to be punished for hurting Your Highness."

As he said this, his bony knuckles had already pressed against the bright red lips, applying a slight force, like plum blossoms covered in snow, the red and white complementing each other, making people want more.

"Let His Highness bite back."

The voice gradually became hoarse, and the cold white knuckles had already penetrated into the lips, hooking the soft and tender tip of the tongue and playing with it.

The little goddess felt as if something hateful had drilled into her mouth and was trying to tear her apart without any care. She felt difficulty breathing.

So the angry little goddess opened her lips slightly and bit hard...

Xuan Cheng withdrew his hand and looked at the two small red moles on his fingers that were oozing blood. His eyes were dark and shimmering, but a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, biting is not good..."

The tone was faint, calling the dazed little goddess back to her senses.

The little goddess opened her sleepy eyes and gradually regained consciousness.

What caught my eye was the luminous pearl inlaid on the ceiling of the bed, wrapped in a layer of fine cloud cloth. The softened pearl light enveloped me like hazy moonlight, casting a shadow on my thick, long eyelashes.

The little goddess rubbed her eyes and felt that she had had a very strange dream. It seemed that there was a cold and poisonous snake coiled on her face, lingering on her face, which was frightening.

But other details seem to have been forgotten.

Do you still vaguely remember the phrase "bite back"?

What bites back?

"Your Highness is awake?" A low and hoarse voice sounded, and she realized that there were other people in the hall.

She tilted her head. Most of the night pearls in the hall had been covered with silk cloth. The usually bright hall was now dark and a little weird.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and a tall man came out from the darkness.

"Xuan Cheng?" Bai Zitu narrowed his eyes, and after a while he confirmed that this was his little immortal servant.

But, I always feel that there is something different about him...

He still wore a silver mask and ordinary immortal servant clothes, but for some reason, they looked incredibly good on him. He looked lazy and noble, even better looking than the immortals in the Ninth Heaven.

"It's my subordinate."

Xuan Cheng moved closer and closer until he stood at the head of her bed, looking down at the little goddess on the couch.

The little goddess raised her head high, her long black eyelashes opened, and her round almond-shaped eyes looked even more innocent.

Bai Zitu looked up at the people and felt extremely uncomfortable. When he tried to get up, he felt weak all over.

What's wrong with me?

Is he sick?

But she didn't think too much about it, and naturally stretched out a white and tender arm towards Xuan Cheng, "Help me up."

The wide pink and white sleeves slid down, and the white and slender arms looked like fine white jade under the hazy night pearls, making people want to hold them in their hands and play with them.

Xuan Cheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes were deep, his slightly cool fingertips rested on the little goddess' arm, and his other hand went around her shoulder and climbed onto her back.

The frail back felt so fragile in his palm that even the slightest movement from him could annihilate the little goddess in this deserted chamber...

Now that his divine power has mostly recovered, no one in this vast Ninth Heaven can be his opponent. If he kills this little goddess, he can solve the problem once and for all, and he will no longer pose a threat...

"Xuan Cheng, you pinched me and hurt me." A crisp voice came, he lowered his eyes and looked, and met a pair of hazy almond eyes.

Crying again?

Xuan Cheng lowered his eyelashes, secretly mocking in his heart, what can such a delicate girl do to him?

Could she really do as that man said?

Is it his catastrophe?

His gaze followed the bright little face, then slowly moved downwards, examining her from head to toe.

The pink and white clothes were slightly disheveled, and the gathered collar revealed a large area of ​​white. The slender waist was so thin that it could not be held in one hand and could not be bent.

Thinner, weaker, smaller.

Didn’t Jiuchongtian give her enough food to eat?

He narrowed his eyes in an obscure manner, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he raised his eyes again.

Forget it, just think of it as having a pet.

after all……

He's quite interested, isn't he?

"I deserve to die." He concealed the dim light in his eyes, moved closer involuntarily, and lowered his head obediently.

Although he spoke in obedience, there was not a trace of respect in his tone.

The little goddess only felt the approach of a man's cold and refreshing fragrance, which was strangely similar to the thing that invaded her lips and tongue in her dream.

She was distracted for a moment, and when she came to her senses she realized that their actions were extremely ambiguous.

One of Bai Zitu's arms was still held in the man's hand, and the man's big hand had already climbed up her back. She could even feel the scorching heat penetrating through her dress and seeping into her bones.

"Ben, I don't blame you, help me up quickly." The little goddess raised her head and urged, wanting to quickly get rid of this suffocating atmosphere.