[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The rain in Paris is getting heavier and heavier, covering the sky like a waterfall. Looking at this posture, it seems that it will not stop until it submerges the Eiffel Tower.In such weather, people wandering outside have already returned to their safe havens, and the whole city is empty. If it were not for the lights of thousands of houses to show their sense of existence, the city of Paris with empty streets would be like a desolate abandoned city up.

If this is the case in Paris, Santa Maria College is even more deserted.90.00% of the buildings in the school are completely dark. Students should go home when they should go home, and those who should go back to the apartment should go back to the apartment.Because of this, they missed the girl sobbing from the basement window in the corner of a teaching building.

"I really didn't run away on purpose, why don't you believe me QAQ!" Bean-sized teardrops rolled out of the girl's flushed eyes, slid down on both sides along the gravity, and left a scar on the metal planing table. Two small puddles.

This time it's really not her fault!The little fox was very wronged.She also doesn't want to travel casually, if it wasn't for the time-traveling props that suddenly started to convulse, how could she bump into a second-year boy killing someone, how could she be forced to show her loyalty to lie to him, and then she wouldn't anger this twisted boy because of his sudden disappearance up!According to the usual, she should be acting like a baby in the arms of the high-quality ration Hannibal she newly hooked up with at this time!Or, if she traveled to this world and never went back, then she should also be happily getting along with this middle school boy now!

It's all because of the time-traveling prop!Trash props, sooner or later pills!

"Can you not kill me, please!" The little fox cried and struggled.

The expressionless young man turned a deaf ear to the girl's crying. He looked at the marks on her back with gloomy eyes. Although the young man had absolutely zero experience in that area, he had seen and heard a lot. The reason for the formation of such marks He is also very clear.

Not happy, Hannibal was very unhappy.He has drawn the little fox into his circle, so she belongs to him.My property was touched by someone, and a kind of irritability that the territory was violated was poured into the already angry heart like fire oil.The fire became more and more intense, and the spewing sparks instantly ignited the fuse called violence, which exploded in the brain with a bang.

"I swear that I will never leave you voluntarily. If I time travel again, I will find a way to return to you as soon as possible, really!" Feeling that the people around him no longer made any moves, the little fox thought that his words had been given As a result, she raised her volume excitedly, and said persistently: "I—"

Snapped!

The bright silver scalpel was slapped gently on the tool table beside it, and the sound made the little fox subconsciously silence.She blinked her moist black eyes, looked at Hannibal with tears in her eyes, with a pitiful look that wanted to continue but didn't dare to open her mouth.

Hannibal glanced at the little fox indifferently, and slowly touched her body with his fingers that left her back: "Don't want to die?" He exerted a little force, and his thumb left a pink spot on her thin shoulder. fingerprint.

"Enen!" The little fox resisted the pain of being pinched and grinned, and nodded obediently.

Hannibal chuckled lukewarmly, and scratched the little fox's tender white skin slowly upwards, a red mark linked her shoulders and neck: "Then you tell me, the few days you left Where have you been, who have you met." The strong fingers with well-defined knuckles grabbed the little fox's neck and tightened slowly: "Also, what did you do?"

This is actually a very normal question, especially in the current situation, which makes it clear that as long as I confess honestly, I can get the hope of life.However, her instinct as a beast told her that she must never confess, especially with Hannibal.

Even if she has nothing to do with the middle school boy in front of her, but because of her sworn loyalty before, the other party probably regards herself as his property.Generally, this kind of blackened person has a strong possessive desire. If he finds that his person has been moved by others, he will definitely be angry!If the plot develops according to the crime movie, the other party may simply kill her because she was touched by others after the situation is serious.

"Nothing." The little fox tried his best to make sure his voice was true: "I was a student in that world. After returning home, I would go to class as usual and go home after class. I met a lot of people, including students, teachers, neighbors and so on."

Hannibal, who was still skeptical about traveling through time and space, directly ignored the word 'that world'. He listened to the little fox's words and seemed to have answered all the questions, but in fact he didn't say anything.Hannibal narrowed his eyes, sneered and tightened his hand on the little fox's neck again: "It seems that you don't really want to live."

"Uh!" His throat was pinched, and the short suffocation made the little fox flushed.Her limbs were thrashing, the nylon cable ties had already torn her tender skin, and the prickly pain spread to her brain: "I...cough cough! I didn't lie to you." What she said was indeed the truth!

"What you said is the truth, what about what you didn't tell?" Hannibal bent down, his upper body almost pressed against the little fox.

"What didn't you say? I said everything I need to say." The bad premonition in the little fox's heart grew bigger and bigger.Why did she think that this middle school boy was referring to her and Hannibal?But how is it possible?How did he find out?She clearly removed all traces on her body!

Seeing that the little fox did not cry without seeing the coffin, Hannibal twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, and stretched out his other hand to reach behind her: "This..." His index finger accurately pointed to those pink coffins. On the hickey: "Why didn't you mention a word?"

The little fox couldn't see her back, but she probably guessed what it was.Apart from the traces left when doing harmonious sports, what else could make the second-year boy rub so hard like some dirty thing, as if he would not stop until he wiped off a layer of skin.

She didn't expect Hannibal to leave marks on her back after killing the little fox. She clearly remembered that apart from kissing, he only kissed her neck and collarbone.Because of this, she only focused on taking care of these parts with her demon power.

Damn!Hannibal really killed her!

"No...I don't want to mention this!" The super strong desire to survive has been turned into skill points and added to acting skills. After taking off the fig leaf, a trace of shame, resentment and grief climbed into her eyes.

The emotion in the little fox's eyes, Xinghuo who originally wanted to live, was overwhelmed by the pain at this moment, and what was left behind was actually the despair of wanting to die.Hannibal captured all the girl's emotional changes without revealing anything, he followed her without frowning slightly, and the force of wiping the marks in his hands gradually weakened: "What's going on?" When he asked this, The boy had already speculated what happened to the little fox in his heart.

"Please don't ask!" The little fox turned his head away with tears in his eyes, and his body no longer struggled without any desire to survive, lying upright on the stage like a corpse.

The more the girl resisted answering like this, the more Hannibal felt that the speculation in his mind was true.She must have been bullied the past few days after she left!

Hannibal propped himself up, and his hands left the little fox's body and stopped touching her.Being forced to have sex with someone is really a disgusting thing, especially since she is still from the conservative East, she doesn't know how much she is suffering.

The anger in his heart because of the other party's betrayal and running away and being touched by others did not know when it had been extinguished. The young man looked at the little fox lying on the planing table with a look of lovelessness, pursed his lips, raised his hand and took off his shirt. The coat was thrown on her.

The white coat with a faint fragrance covered her body, providing some warmth to her cold body.The little fox, who was playing the image of a victim who was raped and wanted nothing to love, blinked and turned his head back with tears.

"Don't cry!" Hannibal frowned, reprimanded the little fox viciously, and picked up a scalpel to carefully cut off the nylon ties that bound her limbs.

The little fox didn't expect that the wave of skills she opened would have such a miraculous effect. She watched Hannibal's careful movements so as not to scratch herself, and felt that she could take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

So, the liberated little fox sat up, threw himself into the boy's arms and cried loudly when he walked over, as if he wanted to vent all his "grievances".

Hannibal's body froze when he was thrown straight, and the crying in his ears became louder and louder, and it seemed that he couldn't stop in a short time.Hannibal couldn't say a single word of the rhetoric he had said to other people in the past, and Hannibal didn't know what was going on. Perhaps it was because the little fox had known his true face a long time ago, so he felt that his pretending to be gentle and consoling was ridiculous.

The boy looked down at the crying girl lying on his chest, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his face was full of impatience: "How long do you want to cry!"

The little fox shivered in shock from the boy's bad tone, and moved closer to him, crying loudly instead of sobbing.

The suppressed cries kept ringing in the quiet anatomy room, combined with the girl's trembling body, it seemed even more distressing.

Hannibal irritably raised his hand to cover the little fox's head, and patted it not very gently.

Before the girl shed tears because of his intimidation, Hannibal only felt excited, wishing to bully her again and make her cry for a while.But now the thoughts in his heart are different, he just thinks it's extremely annoying for her to cry, because she doesn't cry because of herself.

Hannibal raised his hand to pinch the little fox by the back of the neck and pulled her away from his embrace. He had a cold face and stared at her with dark yellow eyes: "If you cry again, I will tie you up again. I'll cut off a piece of your flesh and eat every drop of tear!" The pleasant voice threatened in a low voice.

Little Fox: ...Brother, can you comfort people?