Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 209 The King of the Nightclub 15
King squatted down, supported Wen Chun, and helped Wen Chun onto a stool beside him.

Then he squatted down and hugged Wen Chun's feet in his arms.

He took off his shoes, looked at them, and thought to himself.

"What are you doing wearing something so high? Aren't your feet tired..."

King looked at the feet in his hands distressedly.

White, delicate and small.

It looks like a handicraft made of exquisitely carved white jade.

It's just that there are flaws on this perfect handicraft.

The redness and swelling on my ankles are really annoying.

King touched it lightly, and Wen Chun's painful inhalation was heard next to his ear.

"It hurts..."

King raised his head and looked at Wen Chun: "Do you still know it hurts?"

Wen Chun snorted and said nothing.

King held the pair of high heels in one hand, and said angrily, "With such high heels, do you want to walk on stilts?"

"I still have to go to heaven!"

"Huh?" Wen Chun was taken aback.

"Throw it away." King said as he took off the shoe on Wen Chun's other foot and threw it into the nearby trash can.

"What are you doing?" Wen Chun stared, "I quite like these shoes..."

"It's okay to like it!" King flatly refused, "Don't wear this kind of shoes!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and King was the first to lose.

He wasn't used to this kind of situation.

Such a strong decision.

Of course, some of his female guests like to be arranged and forced.

But he only pretended to be like this when he knew enough.

But now, he actually did this without his understanding...

This is a mistake...

So, how should he end now...

Are you going to pick up those shoes again...

But I can’t wear it after I pick it up.

Are you going to buy another pair...

So, what happened to his brain at the time, he just threw it away...

"Okay." Came Wen Chun's faint voice.

King looked over in a daze.

say what?
All right?

I saw Wen Chun casually said: "Throw it away, just throw it away..."

After being dazed, king was hit by a great surprise.

Naturally, the female guest named him for pleasure. No guest likes to name a person who talks a lot about everything.

Even if that person is thinking of the other person...

He just crossed the line.

But the other party forgave him for crossing the line.

The two are like real friends.

It's not the sponsor and male PR.

This feeling is very relaxed, and he hasn't felt it for a long time.

He is always used to please the people around him...

"What's the matter, why are you in a daze."

The woman's voice rang again.

King raised his head, pretending to be natural: "It's nothing."

Wen Chun glanced at him suspiciously, then reached out to rub her red and swollen place.

King quickly stopped it and said, "Don't touch it yet. Go to the hospital to have a look first."

Wen Chun glanced at the injured leg, hesitated and said, "No need..."

"Of course it will be used."

"Then," Wen Chun's eyes wandered, and he teased, "How should I go? You have thrown away your shoes..."

King thought for a while, and he understood what the other party was up to.

"Ha..." King chuckled.

The voice was hoarse and seductive.

Looking from Wen Chun's direction, what you can see is the top of King's hair.

And some faint lines of the face.

There is really no dead end...

Just looking at it so vaguely, I feel that the years have calmed down.

King raised his head, only raised one corner of his mouth, with a little anger: "I'll carry you on my back."

It was really surprising.

Perhaps this kind of frivolity with some cynical appearance is him...

After King finished speaking, he squatted down in front of Wen Chun, and then turned his face slightly: "Come up."

Yay, the side profile is also beautiful...

Every angle is as perfect as practiced.

With Wen Chun on his back, King listened to the chattering of the people on his back.

But my heart is extremely peaceful.

He has carried many customers on his back.

Whether it is what he asks for money, or what the other party wants to take advantage of.

But in short, none of it was what he wanted.

Now he clearly knows that the other party wants him to carry it, but he actually agrees so pamperingly.

Even he is happy...

So that's how friends are...

A man is carrying a woman with bare feet on his back, such a match is always very conspicuous.

It would be even more attractive if this man had a radiant appearance.

King doesn't care about other people's eyes, even he is very used to others' attention.

But the woman on her body seems a little unaccustomed...

Feel the strength of the woman on his body slapping his back.

"Everyone else is watching!"

A muffled and shy voice came along his neck.

King chuckled under his breath.

With some jokes: "What are you afraid of, they will look back when they look at you."

Then he felt a stronger slap on his back.

The body with some heat from behind lay softly on top of him.

Probably, probably buried his face in his neck...

Fortunately, he took good care of himself today, so the smell on his body should not be annoying to the other party.

It's true that Wen Chun won't hate it, and even like it a little bit.

Light tea fragrance.

It's not an offensive scent, it's light and fresh.

But with some strong sense of contradiction.

Obviously, the man is a male peacock with its tail open, but this smell is a kind of elegant white lotus.

It was difficult for king to open the car door with Wen Chun on his back, and there was no place to stay beside him.

"What should I do?" Wen Chun put his arms around King's neck, poked his head over and teased.

King was amused, he thought the woman behind was really interesting.

So he also pretended to be helpless and said: "Why don't you come down..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the woman behind him yelling.

"No, I don't want it!"

Wen Chun flatly refused: "I don't want to step on the ground!"

"Then what should we do?" King said with a smile on his face. He felt that such a casual communication with the other party was very interesting.

"I do not care!"

The woman behind has already started cheating.

Hands tousle his hair.

The amazing thing is that he was not angry at all, and even tried to dissuade him very patiently: "Okay, okay."

"My key is in my coat pocket, please help me get it."

Wen Chun stretched out his hand and began to grope around.

Yes, she did it on purpose~
King only feels that his head is big...

I don't wear a lot of summer clothes.

There are only a few thin clothes between the two.

At this time, the woman behind her kept groping...

This is the real saint can't bear it...

What's more, he is not a saint...

Intentionally or unintentionally, the little hand brushed across his firm abdomen, causing trembling in his body.

There seems to be some magical power in the place where it is drawn, and the touch will last for a long time.

But his key is clearly placed...

Why haven't I got it for so long...

Serious mooching, is this really good...

(End of this chapter)