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

Bai Zitu spent two years getting to know the world.

I have witnessed the most sincere and beautiful moments in the world, seen all kinds of love, hate and separation, and realized that life is very fragile. It can't withstand the wind and rain of time any more than a flower.

Maybe this world is not perfect, but the only thing that is certain is that there will be someone who, like moonlight, will illuminate your dark world for a long time.

Love can heal everything, bring new life to withered flowers, and give homeless souls a home.

Fortunately, Fu Chen found his moonlight.

Winter is over and spring is coming. The grass and trees in the forest are three times greener, the wind is lighter and the clouds are thinner.

On such a day, Bai Zitu and Fu Chen entered the marriage hall.

The church was quiet and peaceful. Under the magnificent painted sky, the girl walked along the red carpet, step by step, towards the man across the red carpet with a peaceful and soft smile.

Although everything about Bai Zitu was arranged by him, including the white wedding dress she was wearing, which was also designed by him.

He had imagined her wearing this wedding dress countless times, but none of them could compare to the satisfaction of seeing it with his own eyes at this moment.

This is the girl he fell in love with at first sight, his antidote, the object of his heart, and the woman he is willing to love for eternity.

As the priest spoke those sincere wedding vows, Bai Zitu saw the man's serious and focused eyes, and then said calmly and attentively: "Yes, I do."

When Fu Chen helped her put the ring on her finger.

She was a little stunned. The ring on her hand was still the diamond ring that Fu Chen had carved for her, but it looked more pure.

I don’t know what method Fu Chen used to carve the hardest diamond into a flower.

Rose petals bloomed beautifully on her ring finger, which was connected to her heart.

The girl raised her head and saw the man's narrow eyes were surprisingly bright, like a pool of stagnant water that was finally injected with sunlight and began to come alive...

Fu Chen leaned forward slightly and lowered his head, and his long eyelashes lightly covered his eyelids. She could see the gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge and his tightly pursed lips.

His gentle voice came: "Diamonds represent my everlasting love, and roses prove that I will always be passionate about you. So, can I kiss you?"

After that, he cupped her cheeks with his hands without listening to her answer.

He leaned in and kissed her.

He seemed to want to convey to her through his trembling lips all the pressure, worries, fears, and anxieties he had felt in the past.

Bai Zitu suddenly recalled the snowy night when they made a snowman. The man stood in the white snow like a god, looking at her deeply and kissing her.

He should have known that he had betrayed him by then, right?

What kind of emotions did he have when he was with her?

"concentrate."

The man noticed her momentary distraction and deepened the kiss without saying anything.

Bai Zitu stood on tiptoe and responded to the man in the same passionate way.

The sun gradually set, and outside the church window was the sky dyed red by the afterglow, and the endless rays of light poured down...

They embraced and kissed in the sunlight and cloud shadows in the sky.

Life and death are intertwined and will never be separated.

Life after life.

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On a certain day after the wedding -

The Fu Group recently discovered that their boss was a little different.

To be more precise, the air pressure in their bodies was lower, they were treated more cruelly, and it became more difficult for them to make a living.

When another assistant burst into tears and ran out of the president's office, they all sighed in unison.

This is the third one. Three assistants have been driven away in one week!

Who would believe this?

That terrifying business leader actually...

He was angry because his wife went out to play without him.

Wife slaves are so scary!!!

So when Bai Zitu came to the company, the employees of Fu Group all smiled at her with gratitude!

Good thing it’s the boss lady, they are saved.

Bai Zitu was sweating profusely. She had never expected that after she had been out playing for more than a week, this paranoid and stingy man would cause such a childish commotion.

This forced her to end her trip early and book the earliest flight back.

She pushed open the office door with anger at having her journey interrupted, and shouted angrily: "Fu Chen, what are you doing..." Crazy.

Okay, before she finished speaking, she saw the man looking at her with an aggrieved expression.

Bai Zitu was speechless.

She didn't know how Fu Chen had gotten the upper hand over her, but she knew she hated seeing his aggrieved expression the most.

In an instant, her heart softened. She resigned herself to her fate and took two steps forward, standing in front of the man who was slumped in the sofa.

After so many years of marriage, time has left no trace on Bai Zitu.

On the contrary, all those immature and naive features faded away, and Bai Zitu became more and more gentle and generous.

There is always a gentle, soft smile between his eyebrows.

That is the confidence nurtured by love.

Fu Chen looked at his young wife's helpless and indulgent look, and his heart couldn't help but feel full. The missing piece because of her departure was filled when he saw Bai Zitu again.

He knew that everything he did was effective. He deliberately created a sense of oppression for his subordinates, and when they couldn't bear it anymore, they would naturally ask their boss's wife for help.

As everyone knows, Bai Zitu is the softest of people...

"Ten days, eight hours, and fifty-three minutes." A deep voice sounded, with an unusual hoarseness.

Bai Zitu was stunned and touched the man's forehead with the back of his hand.

A piece of hot.

She had no time to care about what Fu Chen meant by that inexplicable remark. She walked out of the office to find the medicine box, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the man in a bad mood.

"I've only been gone for a short time, and you're already torturing yourself like this! If you don't want your body anymore, just donate it. Why are you wasting yourself?"

Fu Chen took the cup of water and looked contentedly at his wife, who was busying herself for him. He lazily lay down on the sofa and continued to repeat, "Ten days, eight hours, and fifty-three minutes."

"What?" Bai Zitu stopped and looked at the man with an unusually hoarse voice in confusion.

"You've been away from me for ten days, eight hours, and fifty-three minutes."

Fu Chen supported his forehead with his hand and frowned.

I took a cold shower for too long yesterday and really caught a cold...

Bai Zitu took out a fever-reducing patch and slapped it on the man's forehead. He put his hands on his hips and said unhappily:

"Mr. Fu, it's only ten days, eight hours, and fifty-three minutes. Is it really necessary to torture yourself like this?"

As she spoke, she pulled out a thick stack of photos from the man's desk. "Also, what is this? Is the husband I married a control freak?"

Fu Chen's face showed no sign of discomfort after being caught, and he took the thick stack of photos with his slender fingers.

Each of the pictures above shows the woman smiling beautifully while traveling.

His narrow eyes were filled with longing, and his voice was soft: "But I miss you."

After Fu Chen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled the petite person he had been thinking about day and night into his arms, burying his head in that slender neck. His hot body temperature came with his low voice: "I really miss you."

Bai Zitu carefully ruffled the man's soft hair and asked, "Have you seen the photo I sent you?"

Fu Chen nodded and licked Bai Zitu's neck with the tip of his tongue with evil interest.

Bai Zitu shuddered, angrily pushing the man away and tugging at his hair viciously: "Don't think about those weird things when you're sick."

The man raised his narrow eyes, probably because of his illness.

Those eyes were a little moist, shining brightly under the light.

When Fu Chen restrained his aura, he exuded a harmless air, just like the little puppy often mentioned on the Internet.

Bai Zitu couldn't resist the contrast of Fu Chen.

So she softened her voice: "Do the photos I sent you look good?"

Fu Chen hunched his back, resting his head on Bai Zitu's shoulder, and folded his hands on her abdomen: "It looks good, but you are not in every photo."

Bai Zitu's eyes were filled with a gentle smile. "Fu Chen, those are all the scenery I saw on this journey. There are huge windmills, boundless grasslands, and the vast ocean. There are also old grandfathers and grandmothers cuddling each other in the sunset..."

Fu Chen looked at his wife's gentle face. There was a tiny light in her eyes, the fireworks of the world, and a gentle breeze... slowly soothing all his cruelty.

"So, you have shared everything I have, and have seen everything I have seen..."

As she spoke, she gently kissed the man's eyelids.

"Don't be unhappy. No matter where I go or how far I go, I will always come back to you."

The man was stunned, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

This feeling was like a spring breeze that crossed mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, blew through the uninhabited wilderness, and came to his side, filling a corner of him that was missing due to childhood trauma. From then on, Fu Chen was just Bai Zitu's Fu Chen.

He listened to the girl say, "Don't send anyone to follow me again. Once or twice is fine, but I don't want a third time."

Fu Chen smiled, his eyes filled with paranoia and stubbornness: "So you knew..."

He knew that he had sent people to follow her during the two years she disappeared, and that he had a constant grasp of her movements...

"I know everything. That year, a thief stole my wallet in City Y, and the next day it was returned to me. And I was almost hit by a car in City N, but someone inexplicably pushed me away..."

The woman chattered on and on, and Fu Chen's narrow eyes became increasingly deep...

His Adam's apple rolled, "I think..."

Bai Zitu widened his eyes:?

"No...you're still sick! Ugh..."

All the unfinished words disappeared in the man's mouth.

There is no use in refusing. In some aspects, men have to have their own set of rules.

So the poor little rabbit was eaten up in the end.