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

Noticing the uneasiness of the man beside her, Bai Zitu finally softened her heart.

She gently put her arms around the man's waist and buried her head in his arms.

A familiar, reassuring breath came over her. She gently nudged her head against his chest. Listening to the strong heartbeat, Bai Zitu sighed softly, "Xuan Cheng, you can't be angry with the child."

She said, looking up.

Bai Zitu knew Xuan Cheng's possessiveness and all his anxieties, but she never felt disgusted or disgusted. She accepted everything Xuan Cheng gave her.

Just like Xuan Cheng, even though he was unwilling in his heart, he would restrain his instinct and respect her.

The dim light and shadow in the hall enveloped the two of them, wrapping them tightly. Their gentle shadows were magnified countless times and projected onto the wall, intertwining with each other.

Bai Zitu arched her brows and gently kissed the man's distinct jawline. "That's the baby I carried for you for ten months, through countless hardships, and it's our baby too."

Xuan Cheng lowered his head and saw his small reflection in those clear pupils.

They were immersed in each other's pupils.

The man stopped talking and just bent down and kissed her without any warning.

He used such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her deep into her bones. Bai Zitu couldn't bear it and let out a whimper.

Xuan Cheng paused, then let her go. His expression was gentle, and he gently held her in his arms as if he had done so in countless other dimensions. "Little rabbit, I'm very happy that you gave birth to a child for me. He will be my only heir, but..."

Bai Zitu's nose was filled with the cold scent of a man, and her mind was fuzzy and she hadn't reacted yet: "But what?"

"Children are not treasures." He said this, looking down at the red corners of her eyes with a focused expression, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure. "You are."

"I was thinking at that time." The man sat on the bed, holding his little wife in his arms.

Use your fingertips to push away the hair stuck to your lips.

The man raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on her lips, his eyes becoming darker.

"Thinking, what?" The little rabbit thought in a mess.

"If he hurts you even a little bit, I won't want this child anymore." The man's low and hoarse voice seemed to be worn by gravel, but there was a sinister tone in his words.

Bai Zitu snapped back to her senses, sensing the murderous intent in the man's words. She shook her head frantically, "No, it's okay."

"What can't you do? Can't you give up our child, or can't you..."

What can't you do?

Bai Zitu was thinking in a daze, but when she looked up, she only saw the man's black hair swaying wildly in front of him.

The man's narrow eyes were dyed red and he no longer looked cold, noble and superior.

She remembered that she couldn't act silly anymore!

"You—well—"

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Tuantuan has always felt that he is a sensible child since he was young.

How sensible?

When mother makes trouble, he covers for her; when mother is greedy, he acts like a spoiled child; when mother sneaks down to the next dimension, he protects her closely.

That’s sensible enough!

"Grandma, I want this osmanthus cake. Can you give me two?" A soft and baby voice sounded in front of the osmanthus cake stall.

The owner of the osmanthus cake stall, who was chatting animatedly with others, suddenly heard a voice, but didn't see anyone, so he couldn't help but look around curiously.

At this moment, the stall owner only felt his sleeve being gently pulled.

She lowered her head and was instantly captivated by the cute little kid in front of her. She saw a delicate little fellow with round, almond-shaped eyes, looking at her pitifully, his eyes moist as if they were a pool of clear spring water. Anyone who saw that look would be moved to tears.

"Xiaobao, where are your parents?" The stall owner had a loving face. He quickly put the osmanthus cake in the little baby's hand, then gently touched the soft top of the little baby's head and asked softly.

The little girl ate the osmanthus cake in small bites, her movements were dignified and elegant.

Upon hearing this, the little boy stopped chewing, and tears instantly welled up in his round eyes. He cried out in a sobbing voice, complaining aggrievedly, "I don't have a father, I only have a mother."

After saying this, he raised his little hand and pointed into the distance. The stall owner looked in the direction he pointed and was stunned for a moment.

In the crowd, there was a graceful woman with an elegant figure and extraordinary temperament. She seemed to be out of tune with this noisy market. She exuded an ethereal beauty that made people unable to take their eyes off her.

"Xiaobao, is that your mother?" the stall owner asked blankly.

"Yes~ That's my mother." The little kid said, waving his hand towards his mother, "Mom, come quickly~"

When Bai Zitu heard his son calling, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and he walked towards him with light lotus steps.

"Auntie, I'm sorry to trouble you." Bai Zitu's eyebrows were curved and his voice was soft. The old lady who owned the stall almost softened her heart when she saw the two identical delicate little faces.

What a lovely little girl, what a lovely child!

How could she become a widow at such a young age?

"It's not a bother, it's not a bother. Your child is really a rare and adorable one." The stall owner came to his senses and waved his hands hurriedly, looking back and forth between Bai Zitu and Xiaotuanzi, his face full of fondness. "It's just that it makes me feel a little sad. The child said he doesn't have a father. What's going on?"

Bai Zitu and Tuantuan looked at each other, and they understood each other perfectly.

Bai Zitu sighed softly, her round almond-shaped eyes shimmering with watery light, a trace of sadness flashing across her eyes. "To be honest, the child's father passed away early, leaving only the two of us to depend on each other."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was immersed in grief. "I raised the child by myself, and life was really difficult."

When the love is deep, he will pull the handkerchief in his hand and gently wipe away the tears that do not exist.

The little girl also cooperated, her eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes. She looked so pitiful that anyone who saw her would feel distressed.

The stall owner's eyes turned red after hearing this. "Oh, it's really hard for you two."

As she spoke, she put a few more pieces of osmanthus cake into the bag and stuffed them into the little dumpling's hand. "Child, eat more. If you want to eat osmanthus cake in the future, come to grandma."

"Thank you, grandma!" Little Dumpling and Little Rabbit's eyes lit up, sweet smiles appeared on their faces, and they said thank you in a crisp voice.

At this moment, a cold breath quietly came, and the noise in the market seemed to weaken a little.

Just as the mother and son were about to sneak away with their spoils, they felt a chill on their backs.

A powerful pressure descended, and the air around seemed to freeze.

Bai Zitu and Tuan Tuan's smiles froze instantly, and they seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. They looked at each other tacitly, and saw the word "it's over" in each other's eyes.

As expected, the two of them slowly turned their heads and saw Xuan Cheng in a black robe, looking at the two people, one big and one small, who were both worrying, in front of him with a half-smile.

"You two, are you having fun here?" Xuan Cheng's voice was low, and the deliberately lowered voice made his voice sound a little colder for no reason.