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The Guardian Witch of the Academic Tyrant is a Cat (41)

  Chu Cha used all her strength to run forward, not on the road that was easy to see and unobstructed, but turned a corner into the sea of flowers, where the climbing rose she had carefully nurtured grew.

  The sea of flowers was very high, basically able to cover her body, behind her was a haze, in front of her was also a haze, surrounded by layers of night colors, making her feel despair one wave after another.

  Suddenly

  She stepped on a stone embedded in the muddy ground, and her whole body fell heavily to the ground like a thrown watch. She crawled on the ground, tears gushing out like a spring, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the grass, without creating even a ripple of water.

  Just as she wanted to get up and continue running, a cold hand silently grabbed her ankle.

  The icy sensation made her whole body shudder, as if entwined by a venomous snake, she looked around restlessly with a frightened gaze.

  All I saw was a man wearing a white coat, half squatting behind me, his hair fluttering slightly in the night wind, hiding the expression in his eyes even deeper, and with the moonlight on his back, only vaguely could I see the arc of his beautiful chin.

  Chu Cha's body gradually stiffened, she bit her lower lip and wanted to keep backing away, but the ankle that was caught was tightly locked by him, making it impossible for her to retreat.

  "I've got you."

  His hand grasping her ankle moved up, holding down her waist on the grass, while the colorful roses beside them swayed in the moonlight, casting mottled shadows.

  Chu Cha used her hands to press against his body, but he instead firmly grasped her two hands and held them above her head, a pair of gloomy eyes locking onto hers, with thick, dark emotions swirling inside.

  He leaned in close, his head buried in her neck, and sniffed with his nose in a somewhat abnormal manner, "How should disobedient children be punished?"

  Then as if she had thought of a good idea, she slightly lifted her head from her body.

  "Rather die than yield."

  Gentle words, yet like a death warrant from the devil, set against an atmosphere that is indescribably gloomy. The delicate red rose blooms on the path to hell, and the lone petals drifting down are like blood dripping from a knife tip.

  And Su Yan, even with the moonlight on his back, was like an evil spirit crawling out of a deep abyss. His body seemed to be piled up with corpses, dyeing the pale moon color into a cold and desolate light.

  He slowly opened his mouth and moved it down to Chu Cha's neck, a pair of peach blossom eyes unexpectedly curved slightly, overflowing with evil intentions.

  He is an unscrupulous madman

  Chu Cha suddenly closed her eyes, turned her head away, and assumed a resolute expression of going to her death. Only the slight trembling of her shoulders revealed the fear she was constantly suppressing at this moment.

  But the expected pain did not come.

  A gentle touch at the corner of her eyes wiped away her tears one by one, followed by a cool lip lightly pressed against hers.

  "Don't be afraid, I'm just teasing you."

  The kiss gradually moved down and stuck to her earlobe, lightly biting and licking.

  "How could I ever hurt you."

  The voice was very small, even if it was stuck to Chuyi's ear and whispered, she could hear the faint sound, which was hoarse and low, with a hint of unspeakable pain and struggle and helplessness.

  Chu Cha slowly opened her eyes, and the nerves that had been tense to the extreme suddenly relaxed. She only felt dizzy, her heart beating rapidly, and her blood began to circulate again, sending warmth throughout her body and driving away the chill she had felt earlier.

  Su Yan lightly sighed, used her mouth to gently bite the flower stem, plucked a brightly blooming rose and gently placed it on Chu Cha's red lips.

  "Stop messing around, it's very late."

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