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Feng Heng's heart trembled, his eyes were deep, and his voice was hoarse as if he had been sharpened in the sand: "What did you say?"

The little rabbit was crying so hard that he couldn't respond to his questions, so he kept crying while hugging him.

Feng Heng took several deep breaths before finally being able to control it, his voice became softer.

"Say it again, okay?"

Bai Nian snuffed his nose, and tears rolled down his face.

"Okay~"

She didn't pinch her throat on purpose this time, but because she was drunk, she spoke slowly, her little milk's voice was soft and waxy, and her throat was even more dry.

"I want you every year~"

boom!
His reason suddenly collapsed, and this sentence "I want you" broke all his patience. The little rabbit's light white fingertips brushed against his arm, bringing up goose bumps all over his body. It seemed that there were countless insects and ants crawling on his body. Craving for more touch.

He grabbed the crying rabbit and pulled him into his arms.

The rabbit struggled to raise his head, his hair brushed against his smooth jaw, causing ripples all over his body.

"do not move!"

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

The chest was hot, and the hot flame was about to burst out. Not only did the hug not bring relief, but the throat became hoarse and thirsty!
But he held on tightly and refused to let go.

As expected, the villain in his arms didn't move, but the small cries kept coming, circling around his ears, and a tight string in his brain suddenly broke.

"What are you crying for?"

His voice seemed to come from his throat, and his tone was always cold, which sounded a bit fierce.

The little rabbit's crying stopped immediately.

"belch!"

Because the brakes were too fierce, I burped earth-shatteringly.

She also seemed to be stunned, covering her mouth, staring at Feng Heng with big eyes, tears falling, but curved into the arc of a crescent moon.

"No...not crying anymore."

She didn't dare to move: "Don't attack me."

Being murdered as a child means being beaten.

No matter if it belongs to my aunt, my father, or my foster mother, there is always a lesson to be learned.

Feng Heng rubbed his temples: "..."

"Aren't you afraid?"

The little rabbit nodded obediently: "The master is here, they dare not scare me."

She was a little proud: "Because everyone is afraid of you!"

Feng Heng: "..."

For a while, I didn't know whether I should be happy or not.

"What about you? Are you afraid?"

Feng Heng's eyes were dim, and the light shone on him, making him look more cool and handsome, but if he looked carefully, there was a trace of tension in his eyes.

"Afraid" is a very troublesome word, at least it is the huge gap between him and the little rabbit.

As long as she is still afraid, she will never be able to fall in love with herself.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and even Feng Heng's heart stopped beating. He quietly stared at those dazed eyes, waiting for her verdict.

The little rabbit nodded without hesitation.

"afraid!"

"That's the prince! Who is not afraid? He is so fierce! I dare not talk to him."

Feng Heng's breath missed a beat, and he asked unwillingly, "Is he still very fierce now?"

The little rabbit tilted his head and thought for a while.

Nodding and shaking his head.

"Sometimes it's fierce, but I'm not afraid."

She was smiling, her eyes were complete crescent moons, and her snow-white teeth dazzled under the light.

"Because he is my boss now!"

"I can make a lot of money for him, how can he still kill me?"

Feng Heng laughed.

Little fool!
Who wants your money?

The little rabbit's eyes had already begun to fight, and the upper and lower eyelids were looking forward to being in love with each other. He put him flat on the bed, and whispered softly: "Go to sleep~"

The little rabbit closed his eyes obediently, and grabbed his hand when he was about to leave, his voice was a little fuzzy, and he whispered, "I'll tell you a secret!"

Her tone was very proud, and she puffed out her chest: "We are very good friends now~"

"It's only me! He cares about me, I can see it."

Her voice was getting lower and lower.

"There is one last thing, I will secretly... tell you secretly."

"I'm actually...so...so scared...so afraid of him..."

I'm afraid he will leave me!
The sound was cut off, and the person on the bed was breathing evenly and continuously, apparently falling asleep.

Feng Heng leaned next to her, her small snoring sound gradually rose, her bright and bright eyes were closed under her eyelids, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she was still smiling in her dream.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

Feng Heng pinched her fleshy earlobe, the fire in her chest was already igniting a prairie fire, and if she couldn't express it, she would hurt herself.

He gently kneaded the soft earlobe of the little rabbit, bent down, and dropped a light kiss on her cheek.

But for a moment, his lips felt soft as if being ignited by fire, he quickly got up, and flew back to the house, cold water poured down, pouring on his tight muscles, taking away the scorching heat.

He touched his lips lightly, and the soft touch just now was still faintly visible.

The night was quiet, save for the sound of the rushing water.

No one knew that the corners of his eyes and lips were dyed with a smile all night.

He fell asleep, and in the dream, the soft and sticky "I want you" was surrounded by 360-degree full stereo.

Bai Nian slept until dawn, the sun outside warmly shone into the room, Bai Nian opened his eyes, and fumbled to turn on his phone.

It is impressively displayed on the above, twelve thirty.

She was dizzy, looking at the fluffy pajamas on her body, only the last image before she lost consciousness flashed in her mind.

The lights were bright, and the prince was tall and handsome. He bent down and poked her face, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Can you go?"

She didn't remember what she said, but she only knew that she soon nestled in a hard and thick embrace, and lost consciousness with peace of mind.

She has never been drunk.

You can't be crazy about drinking, can you?

She shook her head, throwing such a terrible thought out of her mind.

If she dared to get drunk and go crazy, gnaw on the prince in her arms, and make an affectionate confession, she wouldn't be able to wake up in the big bed today.

That must have been thrown on the street!

Might even make headlines.

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Bai Nian dressed neatly and ran out of the room. Several familiar faces sat in the dining room.

They rubbed their temples one by one, burying their heads in the porridge like little quails.

There is no communication throughout the whole process, it is simply a ruthless porridge drinking machine.

And the last person she saw before waking up, Feng Heng, was creating air-conditioning on the seat, surrounded by an aura that strangers should not enter, coldly rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Bai Nian: "..."

Sure enough, I drank too much and remembered wrongly.

It's all good if the prince didn't drive her out, how could he personally carry her back to the house?

It must be the same as before, Aunt Wang carried her back to the house to change clothes.

right!It must be so!

As soon as she entered the restaurant, she saw pairs of longing eyes, as if she had seen the savior.

They didn't dare to speak, they just winked wildly.

"Take the boss away!"

Only Gu Qing who knew the truth slowly put down his chopsticks: "I'm full, boss, I'll go back to the company first."

Bai Nian was at a loss.

She remembered that their company had a three-day holiday on New Year's Day!

Gu Qingshi walked up to Bai Nian and patted her on the shoulder.

"You are dead!"

Bai Nian: "!!?"

Could it be that she really got drunk and molested the prince last night?