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

The round orange sun gradually dissipated the morning mist and cast golden light.

The emerald green bamboo leaves outside the wooden window lattice glowed brighter and brighter.

The breeze blows gently, making a rustling sound.

Xuan Cheng brought a few plates of pastries and pushed open the door of the Zen room.

When he looked inside, he found that there was no one in the room. Xuan Cheng's eyes were slightly cold and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

After a while, he lowered his eyes.

He emanated divine sense and quickly scanned the surrounding area.

Finally, I saw a chubby little figure sleeping in the corner of the bed, with its head resting on a curtain. It looked like it had probably fallen off the bed while sleeping.

He then curled his lips and smiled, thankfully he didn't run away.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the brutality in his eyes.

Little guy, if you run away, even if the world turns upside down, I will find you and lock you up, so that you can only stay by my side forever.

The golden-haired mouse, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt cold all over and curled up unconsciously.

Xuan Cheng walked forward and carefully held up the tiny body in his palm.

The furry touch was soft and comfortable. The little fellow in the palm of my hand seemed to have had a sweet dream. He turned over lazily, revealing a small section of his furry belly.

Soft and cute.

Bai Zitu was having a sweet dream when he smelled a sweet fragrance.

She shrugged her nose and opened her eyes lazily.

The round black pupils dilated instantly, and his eyes were fixed on the osmanthus cake in Xuan Cheng's hand.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak—" It smells so good! I want to eat it!

Xuan Cheng looked at the little thing in his palm with amusement, which was almost drooling. He carefully held the little guy and placed her on the wooden table in the room.

Then put the osmanthus cake next to the little guy.

The little guy's eyes lit up and he threw himself directly towards the osmanthus cake.

The soft osmanthus cake was instantly crushed into pieces, and the light grayish-white hair was covered with cake crumbs.

However, she didn't care at all. Instead, she happily picked up the osmanthus cake that was crushed into small pieces and ate it in small bites.

The frosting that melts in your mouth, mixed with the sweet scent of osmanthus, interweaves into a wonderful taste in your mouth, as if it tastes better than anything else in the world.

The system seemed to have sensed Bai Zitu's thoughts and asked curiously: "What about carrots? Are carrots no longer tasty?"

Bai Zitu paused eating for a while, still unable to tell which one tasted better, so he said unhappily, "I want you to be widowed!"

A hint of tenderness overflowed from Xuan Cheng's eyes. He stretched out his slender fingertips and gently touched the hair on the golden-haired rat's head.

The hair is soft, like the finest silk, making people feel very comfortable.

Bai Zitu didn't even raise his head and just chewed the osmanthus cake in his hand.

After a while, not only was his body covered with the fragrant and soft osmanthus cake, but even his round face and beard were covered with osmanthus cake crumbs.

Bai Zitu was eating when the osmanthus cake in her hand was gone. She looked up angrily and happened to meet a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

The rising sun streamed in through the window lattice, reflecting on the monk's face. His sharp features, in the soft sunlight, seemed less harsh and more otherworldly.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." It's so beautiful.

Suddenly, the little guy felt a touch on his belly. He looked down and saw that half of his fingertip had been embedded in the furry hair on his belly.

The little guy instantly turned red and warm!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak——" I told you not to touch your belly!!

"I can't eat any more. My stomach will explode if I eat any more."

The gentle voice sounded like a clear stream, which eased Bai Zitu's annoyance a little.

That’s right, I didn’t notice it just now, but now that I stopped, I realized that my stomach is bloated.

"I'll take you to take a bath." Xuan Cheng picked up the little girl and placed her in the palm of his hand.

Bai Zitu: ???

"Squeak, squeak, squeak——" I don't want it!!

How can a man bathe a woman?!

Even female mice are not allowed!

"No, you're so dirty. You can't go to bed tonight without taking a shower."

Xuan Cheng chuckled softly and used his fingertips to turn over the little guy's hair so that people could see clearly that there were crumbs of osmanthus cake inside.

Bai Zitu: ...

Xuan Cheng brought a basin of warm water and considerately sprinkled some flower petals on it.

Bai Zitu couldn't name the petals, but he felt that the petals exuded a charming fragrance, which smelled very good.

The warm water was sprinkled on the little guy's body, and the originally fluffy hair stuck to his body in an instant.

Bai Zitu looked through the water in the basin, her wet fur sticking to her body, making her originally round body look even more ridiculous. She widened her eyes, this is too ugly!

The next moment, Xuan Cheng's slender fingers slightly lifted the little guy's forelimbs.

His fingertips gently rubbed the small body. Without the furry cover, the warm touch from his fingertips made Bai Zitu shudder.

She felt an indescribable strange feeling welling up in her heart. The fingertips were light and soft, like feathers gliding over her body, itchy, but also very strange.

The originally warm water now seemed to be cool, not even as hot as her body.

The finger touched some sensitive spot, and the little guy trembled violently. His bright eyes stared at the monk in front of him, his eyes full of accusations.

Xuan Cheng stopped moving his fingers, but did not remove them. Instead, he asked softly, "What's wrong, little rabbit?"

His voice was clean and pure, his tone as cold as snow, completely opposite to the...action in his hands.

Bai Zitu silently took a step back, and as she did so, the monk's fingers left her hairy belly.

Xuan Cheng's eyes were dark and unclear, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in his eyes.

The next moment, the little guy had climbed onto the edge of the basin and rolled down with his round body.

Xuan Cheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He stretched out his hand and steadily picked up the wet, round little guy in his palm.

A breeze blew by, and Bai Zitu shuddered and subconsciously shook his hair.

The water droplets instantly flung themselves away like pearls, sparkling in the sunlight. A few of them landed on Xuan Cheng's face, slowly flowing down his exquisite features.

With a "plop", it dripped onto the table.

Bai Zitu lowered his head with some guilt.

The next moment, a handkerchief filled with the cool scent of sandalwood covered Bai Zitu's head.

Xuan Cheng gently rubbed with his fingertips, wiping away all the water droplets on the little guy's body.

"I'll take you out to bask in the sun later. I'm afraid you've been bored staying cooped up in your room lately."

A cold voice was heard. Hearing that it was time to go out, Bai Zitu spread his limbs, held the handkerchief, and showed his head.

Her messy hair stuck to her head, revealing only her round, watery eyes.

Very cute.

It makes you want to take a bite.

But the little guy didn't understand what the person in front of him was thinking, but was chattering about his grievances.

Limbs moving around, expressions fluttering.

Poor acting.

The system is full of disgust.

However, the big boss listened with great interest, nodding from time to time: "You're right, next time you take the medicine, I'll give you double the candied fruit."

The little guy nodded happily.

"Okay, I won't keep you locked up in the room anymore."

The little guy hugged the monk's fingers excitedly.

"Well, it's my fault for not healing you sooner."

The little guy became even more excited.

"Okay, I'll bring you osmanthus cake next time."

……

The monk's hand, which usually only twirled Buddhist beads, was now gently wiping the water droplets off the golden-haired mouse's body. He nodded from time to time and agreed.

The golden-haired rat gestured with its limbs and chirped non-stop.

The sun was shining, and the man and the mouse were together, creating an extremely harmonious scene, like a warm painting that made people indulge in it.