Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Yuan Xi didn't have a chance to think about the meaning of this sentence at all, and only felt a sudden pain in his neck, but it was not the familiar suffocation feeling before.

The snow fox seemed to take a bite out of it, but didn't seem to do anything.

His eyes were quickly replaced by darkness, and then he passed out.

Yuan Xi seemed to have a dream, dreaming that he and Liu Qing held a wedding, he didn't know why he suddenly stood in the middle of the hall, holding flowers in his hands, the girl smiled sweetly while holding his hand.

This scene was enough to make him break out in a cold sweat, not to mention the shock of seeing that tall and straight figure in the crowd.

It was a figure whose face could hardly be seen clearly, and all the spotlights could not illuminate it, as if it was born in the dark, isolated from the warmth of the world and out of tune with the world.

It seems to be wailing silently, making people fall into this dark swamp with just one glance, and deeply feel the crazy struggle and grief in its heart.

And he just stood quietly in the middle of the hall, unable to feel the attention of everyone, only seeing this increasingly transparent figure.

When he wanted to pursue it with red eyes, that figure melted into foam and disappeared completely.

"Don't go!" Yuan Xi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.

The dream and reality collided, and Yuan Xi pulled away from his muddled thoughts.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a chill hit him, but soon his whole body was wrapped in warmth, and the tip of his nose lingered with a familiar breath.

"woke up?"

Yan Zhe's hoarse voice fell from above his head.

It was only then that Yuan Xi realized where the warmth rushing through his body came from - he was held in Xuehu's arms.

As far as the eyes could see, it was all white, the air was filled with frost, and the blood sucked into the lungs was almost frozen.

He was in Xuehu's villa before?

No, this place is bigger than that place, with no end in sight. There are boundless snow forests all around, and there is no ice stone bed for snow foxes.

An ominous premonition surged in Yuan Xi's heart, she avoided Yan Zhe's outstretched hand, and stood up with her stiff legs: "Where is this?"

Knowing that there would be no answer to this question, he took out his mobile phone, only to find that there was no signal at all.

"Your home in the future." Yan Zhe stepped over and put a coat on Yuan Xi, acting naturally as if the two were lovers who have been dating for many years.

Yuan Xi turned a deaf ear, "Where is the exit?"

Two cold words came out of Yan Zhe's thin lips: "No."

Yuan Xi sneered, threw the coat on the snow unceremoniously, got up and left.

But before he took a few steps, he found that the surrounding snow had faded and was replaced by a vast sea. As long as he took another step, he would fall into the abyss of the sea.

This is Snow Fox's illusion.

Yuan Xi only hesitated for a second, then walked forward without hesitation.

In an instant, the feeling of being suspended in the air hit him, and he seemed to be falling continuously in the deep sea, so fast that even his voice was robbed, and he couldn't speak at all.

One second before it was about to be swallowed by the sea, everything around it returned to normal.

He was hugged by Xuehu.

Yuan Xi finally saw the reality clearly when the eyes were back in the snowy forest again.

There is no signal on the mobile phone, and as long as you want to leave, you will fall into an illusion and cannot escape.

He was completely trapped in this endless snow forest.

"Why?" Yuan Xi, who had calmed down, stopped struggling and looked at Yan Zhe with cold eyes.

Why do it.

Let each other go, he doesn't want to spend the rest of the time in hatred, can't even this be fulfilled?

Yan Zhe once thought that his heart, which had been frozen for many years, would not be affected in any way, but such a cold look easily pierced a hole in his heart, and the uneasiness of breaking the embankment was unprecedented.

He didn't know why either.

These years of self-control prevented him from doing anything to that girl, but he couldn't guarantee that he would be soft-hearted next time.

He didn't know how to keep him, and he didn't even dare to look at those resolute eyes that were gradually covered by ruthlessness.

But if he was allowed to watch people leave, he couldn't do it.

Would rather sink together than let go.

Looking at Yuan Xi's eyes that were gradually turning red, the coldness in Xuehu's eyes soon showed signs of melting.

He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently brushed the slightly wet corners of his eyes.

But he was quickly avoided by Yuan Xi.

The hotter the gaze that fell on him, the calmer Yuan Xi became.

He didn't believe that there was really no exit for such a big place.

When Xuehu stretched out his hand again, Yuanxi resisted and did not avoid it.

At the moment when the other party relaxed his vigilance, Yuan Xi finally found a chance to break free from Yan Zhe's imprisonment.

However, before running a step along the vast snow forest, the whole person was crushed to the ground in the next second.

Half of his body fell into the snow, but the coldness on his body was not as cold as the snow fox's frosty eyes made people feel chills.

The familiar dangerous eyes, with the inherent oppression of the strong, made Yuanxi's body even more rigid.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his desire to escape from this terrible shackle was even stronger.

When Xuehu's hand fell, he closed his eyes out of instinctive fear.

Unexpectedly, there was no counterattack and lesson from Xuehu after being provoked as expected.

That hand first touched his head lightly, as if thinking of something, it was just a tentative touch, and soon the whole hand fell on it, stroking carefully one by one.

The comforting movements were as light as touching some treasure, he didn't dare to use too much force, every move was cautious.

Yuan Xi thought of protesting that he didn't want to be hit on the head.

Xuehu became cautious because he was afraid that he would get angry.

"Be good." The distance between the two suddenly closed, Yan Zhe leaned down, his lips rubbed against Yuan Xi's cheek, and finally stuck to his ear: "You can't escape."

The last few words are only breathed, but they are like a magic sound lingering in Yuanxi's ears, and the deep voice is particularly captivating in the cold night, but it is like a hunter's usual method, spreading the net step by step Lures prey into the cave.

Can't avoid, can't escape, it's deadly.

There was a soft touch from the slightly parted lips, and after a little taste, they were soon completely enveloped by the breath of the snow fox.

Yuan Xi, who was still standing up, lay down on the snow again as if her strength had been drained.

Everything around him, the people pressing on him, are all sending him a message - he really can't escape.

For the next day, Yuan Xi, who realized that she was under house arrest, would not eat or drink, nor would she be so stupid as to run around in the vast snowy forest.

Because he knew that no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape the snow fox's breath that lingered around him all the time.

He simply leaned against a strong cold tree and closed his eyes to rest.

The attitude of refusal to communicate is obvious.

But he couldn't stop the footsteps approaching him.

When the snow fox stopped in front of him, the scented dinner came to his nostrils.

Yuan Xi's hand hanging by his side moved slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xuehu sitting beside him and the steaming bowl of soup in his hand.

In this world of ice and snow, getting a bowl of steaming soup is like seeing the fountain of life for a dying person in the desert.

But Yuanxi has only one focus - where did this soup come from?

Yuan Xi's gaze subconsciously looked at Xuehu's sharp-boned hands, and was soon overthrown by the clean and fair skin that seemed to have never been exposed to spring water.

Yan Zhe took the soup, took a sip and handed it over.

Yuan Xi closed her eyes slightly, silently refusing.

The next second, the chin was pinched, and Xuehu's fingertips were caressing it, and the voice was extremely soft: "Hey, open your mouth."

This soft coaxing tone made Yuan Xi's heart tremble slightly, and she couldn't help raising her eyes.

Yan Zhe didn't show any impatience on his face because of his refusal, on the contrary, the gentleness overflowing from his deep eyes was presented in front of him without embellishment.

If...if this was shown to him before yesterday morning...

As soon as he came up with such a hypothesis, the warm soup was already delivered to his mouth.

Yuan Xi pursed her lips subconsciously, but the hand under her chin suddenly gradually aimed at his lower lip.

Before he could react, something wet and soft was pasted on his lips, and the steaming soup flowed into his mouth like this.

This way of feeding made Yuanxi unable to swallow the soup, and choked himself abruptly.

But Xuehu didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and that cold thin lip was pressed again, strong and domineering, and could not be refused.

It seemed to know that he was unwilling to swallow, and only arrogance remained with the tip of his tongue that kept attacking.

This bowl of soup was forced to drink a few sips in this way, and finally, Yuan Xi opened it and knocked it to the ground.

The soup melted into the white snow, as if it overturned the atmosphere at the moment.

Yuan Xi saw Yan Zhe's black eyes slightly narrowed, which was a sign of danger.

But when he finally looked back from the empty bowl on the ground, the emotions in the bottom of his eyes were complicated and intertwined, and the originally glowing light gradually became dim.

Yan Zhe didn't say anything, turned and left.

The lonely figure seems to be used to walking alone in the endless snow forest, alone and alone.

Yuan Xi's heart ached inexplicably when he thought of the figure in the dream.

Suddenly, a snowball hit him.

"I'm so mad, if I can't hit you, can't I smash you to death!" Yuan Xi looked up, and saw that it was a ferret standing on a towering cold tree, with the word anger written all over his flushed face: "Then It's the first time the master has served soup for one person, and you don't appreciate it, I'm so mad!"

The ferret on the tree jumped into a rage as if its tail had been stepped on, but it could be scolded, but it was always thinking about what Xuehu said, so it didn't dare to do it again, and just stared fiercely with its eyes.

In the past, with Yuanxi's temper, he would definitely rush up and beat the ferret down.

But now he is very tired, after taking a deep look at the mark on the snow, he closed his eyes and ignored it.

The ferret wilted for a while, and didn't dare to make any noise for fear of waking people up and the owner would get angry, so he flicked his tail and ran away.

Yuan Xi just wanted to close his eyes and rest his mind, but he was physically and mentally exhausted all day, and finally fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I woke up because of the discomfort surging in my body.

Since becoming a cat demon, my body still can't fully adapt, and this kind of painful awakening happens from time to time, but this time the reaction is even stronger.

"Hmm..." Yuan Xi clutched her heart and curled up into a ball uncomfortable.

I didn't realize for a moment that I was lying on the bed.

His whole body was hugged, his head resting on his solid chest, he was so painful that he was unconscious, and he inadvertently called out Xuehu's name: "Yan... Yan Zhe."

The hand dropped from the head kept comforting him, "I am here."

This sound has nothing to do with other things, and it is enough to make people feel at ease.

"Uncomfortable." Yuan Xi tightly grasped Yan Zhe's clothes.

The breath on Xuehu's body was like an analgesic, making him want to get closer.

Feeling needed, Yan Zhe hugged him tightly in his arms, gently kissing away the sweat oozing from Yuan Xi's face.

Not only do I want to feel the pain, but I also want to share it.

But in the next second, the man whose lips were white from the pain uttered a heartless sentence: "I don't know how long I can live, maybe I will die tomorrow, you, please let me go?"?