[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

When Will Graham walked into Vijay's Farm, the first thing he saw was Angie sitting on a chair.

The lights inside were bright, but it was pitch black outside the window.In the middle of the night, the Vijay family's farm occupies a huge area and is located in the suburbs. The thick darkness seems to freeze the whole world, and there is no fresh breath to be found.

"Will."

An Qi maintained a smile and greeted kindly.

It was still cold in the spring night, but she was only wearing a thin ivory nightgown.The skin below the knees was exposed, trembling slightly from the low temperature.But An Qi didn't seem to notice it, she tilted her head and asked curiously: "Did Vijay ask you to wait here too?"

His eyes lingered for a moment on the ribbon tied into a bow on Angie's chest.

"Why did you come, Angie?" he asked.

Her gray eyes flickered: "I came here for the reason you came here."

"Mason Vijay invited me to witness the death of Hannibal Lecter, and I don't want him to."

"Coincidentally, me too."

Will froze.

An Qi stood up, and she moved forward happily, her loose skirt swaying slightly at her round knees.Obviously Will can't get along with the thinly dressed young girl calmly, and with Angie approaching, he is a little embarrassed.

"You don't want to see Hannibal dead because you want to arrest him."

She stopped and looked up at Will.

The emotions in the clear eyes made Will's bewildered emotions disappear in an instant.

"But you do," Will said.

Angie lowered her head and smoothed Will's ragged collar.

He wasn't wearing his faded wool coat tonight, and his jacket and shirt were hastily dressed enough to tell Angie that Mason Vijay didn't give him much time to prepare when he knocked on Will's door.

"Have you received the new coat?" She asked, "I asked someone to deliver it to your home. The receipt is in the shopping bag. If it doesn't fit, you can take it to the mall to change it at any time."

After finishing the collar, An Qi withdrew her hands.

"You should also settle down, Will. After your goal is achieved, have you thought about getting married? Move to a place with sea and boats, and adopt a smart and outgoing boy."

Will tilted his head sideways.

His blue eyes were piercing, and Will Graham had never expressed such direct and sharp emotion in the past.

Encephalitis delayed him, but it was a coincidence that he succeeded.

"An Qi." The young man said with his slightly broken voice, "Are you saying goodbye to me?"

Angie Lecter is thin and fragile in her nightgown, the white fabric making her look like a ghost floating in mid-air who wandered out of Lecter's house.Her bright smile was exactly the same as the innocent girl in Will's memory, but he never missed the calmness in Angie's eyes.

Maybe she wanted to answer.

But Mason Vijay pushed the door in, making them miss the opportunity to talk.

"Ah, both distinguished guests have arrived."

A deliberate strange laugh sounded, and Mason Vijay clapped his hands, smiling as if in surprise.

"I hope I don't bother you...communicating with each other."

That being said, Vijay didn't feel guilty at all.Will turned his head, looked at the flamboyant man, and frowned unobtrusively.

"Where's Hannibal?"

"Don't be so anxious, Will." Vijay replied, "I would like to see my beloved piggy eat him up as soon as possible, but, me and Miss Lecter—"

"—Just call me Angie."

"Angie."

Mason Vijay bent down and performed a feudal knight salute.

"An Qi and I had a deal a long time ago." He continued triumphantly, "She helped me find Hannibal Lecter's flaws, and I did."

Vijay reached out and made a rather obscene gesture.

"Give the father and daughter a little chance to get along alone."

He locked Hannibal in a locked room.

When the Italians under Mason Vijay saw Angie, they muttered a few words in a low voice.It was in Italian, and the content was so filthy, I might think Angie couldn't understand it.

An Qi didn't intend to pay attention to him, including his obscene | obscene eyes glued to her body.

The Italian opened the door, Angie stopped, and stopped the man who was about to stop: "How much time did Vijay give me?"

"One hour." He replied in not-so-standard English, "As soon as possible."

She smiled and didn't answer again.

When she stepped into the room, An Qi quickly locked the door. She leaned against the iron door, the cold temperature of the metal penetrated through the thin fabric and penetrated into her skin. An Qi shivered and raised her head.

Hannibal is here.

He was firmly handcuffed to a chair.

Hands and feet were bound, and a strong belt was wound three times across the chest.Mason Vijay even specially made a mask. The iron mask covered half of Hannibal's face, with only his eyes exposed.

And his eyes, with dark golden pupils, locked onto An Qi in the darkness.

Angie never expected that Hannibal Lecter, who was locked in heavy chains, looked more attractive than usual.

The locked beast.

She licked her lips instinctively, and then brought up a smile of getting what she wanted.An Qi stretched out her palm, which had been hidden in her sleeve, and shook it slightly, a bunch of newly stolen keys swayed and collided at her fingertips.

"The Italian at the door is very drunk," she whispered. "I'm afraid I won't find out."

As she spoke, she walked forward, wrapped her hands around the back of Hannibal's head, and unlocked the mask.

What a novel angle.

From childhood to adulthood, Hannibal in An Qi's memory is always tall and straight.Unfortunately, she hasn't grown in size since she was 14 years old. Angie always has to raise her head to meet his gaze. Even if she sits on his lap, she can barely look at him.

And now, Angie is standing, and Hannibal is shackled and unable to move in his chair.When it was her turn to look down at him, An Qi stretched out her hand, her fingertips lingered on the man's elegant neck, supported his chin, and gently lifted it.

Their eyes met, Hannibal's gaze was still so calm.

"For your safety, Angie," he said, "I don't suggest you open the rest of the locks."

She was really angry.

There was a moderate strangle mark on his neck, which was caused by Vijay's men attacking him.Angie stroked the wound distressedly: "I have told them to be gentle, is there no other injury, Hannibal?"

"So, Mason Vijay approached you half a year ago just for this day."

"Please do not be angry."

An Qi bent down and narrowed the distance with him.

"Even without me, Mason Vijay will still find a way to catch you. He has been planning to use you to feed pigs for a long time. I just hitched a ride and asked him to give me a chance."

"Chance."

"Closer to your chance."

There was a bit of grievance in her tone.

"You know how much I want...how much," Angie blushed before finishing her sentence, she bit her lips, "I want you to love me, Hannibal. But you always reject me, Wanting to push me away, even threaten me. I know you're doing it because you value me. But—”

An Qi slowly supported his shoulders and straddled the man's lap.

His hands and feet were tightly handcuffed, and he couldn't even lift up a little.Only the neck and head of Hannibal Lecter can move freely.

This gave An Qi great convenience.

"But I want you, Hannibal," she whispered.

"For your list."

"Not just lists."

Hannibal laughed.

He closed his eyes, and humanity melted in his deep and cold eyes.The slight displeasure and anger disappeared in an instant, and Hannibal shook his head as if helpless or sighing.

"An Qi," he said in a mellow voice, "I gave you a chance to choose."

Or rather, an opportunity to give up.

Why didn't Angie Lecter understand?Hannibal's intentions were obvious, if she persisted in asking, he would not refuse her, but what would greet her would be the claws of the beast aiming at the cub.An Qi is not afraid of death, let alone being the devil's meal.

But she wasn't hard-hearted either.

He tried his best to infuse her to grow up, dripping with blood and suffering many lives, but An Qi was brought up by him after all, right?

"Yes." Angie finally said, "I made a choice."

She cupped Hannibal's cheek and kissed him.

This kind of kiss happened from time to time, but each time Angie felt that it was not enough.She licked his lips as if she was greedy for candy, and then opened her lips slightly, tasting his body fluid,

Angie's obsession and longing were so explicit that Hannibal let out a vague sigh in his throat, and then his tongue caught the tip of Angie's and heard her gasp in breath.

Hannibal raised his head slightly, and accepted Angie's kiss tolerantly, as in the past when we got along, she asked for it, and he gave it.

Until his greedy angel exhausted the air in his lungs, Angie drew a little distance away, panting in a low voice: "Mason gave me an hour. "

"I didn't expect you to make a deal with him."

"Who knows, maybe he thinks the scene of father-daughter incest can humiliate you well."

"What do you think, Angie?"

Angie smiled brightly.

Her hands reached Hannibal's waist.

The author has something to say: Everyone, howling, this is Manuscript Box, when you saw the update, Diana, who was still in the movie theater with ginger flowers, did not come home (.

And the car is in the next chapter [Touch].

By the way, I have opened up a new brain hole... er, it's not new, and it's a combination of British and American colleagues. If you are interested, you can go to my column.

Damn, what should I do if I can't stop with so many brain holes [beating the ground]! ! !I can't wait to write three articles with two hands at the same time.