[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

very noisy.

The constantly flickering light makes people feel extremely uncomfortable, even with their eyes closed, they can feel the strong light stimulating the retina.

The indistinct noisy human voices, coupled with some irregular but continuous monotonous electronic sounds mixed in, made people feel extremely irritated.

Too noisy.

Bai Mo had to struggle to open his eyes, the strong dizziness left only a vague shadow in front of him, he shook his head, and then covered his temples in pain, so uncomfortable that he could only curl up into a ball.

"What happened to it?"

"Aren't you going to die?"

"Impossible, everything was fine just now."

"It has been in a coma since it was taken out, who knows what's going on."

"Look at all the stuff on it, it's so beautiful to be able to wake up with so many restraints on it... oh my god, look at its face."

"Ding—50."

Immediately came a mocking female voice: "Come on, can you bear a lot of age, you might as well give it to me. 100 million!"

"Ding—200."

"Ding--"

There were crisp electronic beeps, followed by increasing bids. When Bai Mo's world was no longer blurred, he finally saw clearly what those silver lines that had been twisting and twisting before were.

a cage.

To be precise, it is a huge silver birdcage with a retro style and intricate patterns carved on each silver pillar, making it look very gorgeous.

It's not all dark here, but the only light-colored light from the top just illuminates every corner of the birdcage, but the other side of the railing is pitch black.

The noisy voices were torture to Bai Mo, he couldn't even distinguish what those voices were saying, so he could only suffer passively.

"Ding—5000 million, Mo Jin."

All the bidding sounds stopped in an instant, and Bai Mo could clearly hear the gasps.

A soft melody sounded, and the only light was extinguished, followed by a young girl's voice: "5000 million ink gold, deal."

Bai Mo didn't know what happened, he didn't know why he was here, he didn't know what happened before...

Rather, he doesn't remember anything except the name "Bai Mo".

The calm and self-control in his nature has not changed at this time, so when he is dragged into another dark space by something, and wears more rings around his wrists and neck, he does not make any resistance.

"It's a pity, it's so beautiful..."

"Don't forget, for these monsters, beauty is just a means of trapping prey. Have you ever seen ugly ones?"

"But this one is so beautiful, more beautiful than any creature I have seen in all these years, not even an elf."

"It's..."

"Oh, but it's a pity."

"How to say?"

"It was photographed, but that one."

"Could it be... that's really a pity. Even with such a strong recovery ability, they probably won't last ten days."

"Speaking of this, have you heard? The last succubi that was sent was found by the servants in the back forest the next day."

"died?"

"No, it is said that there are wounds all over the body, and even the bones are exposed in some places."

"It's so miserable..."

Bai Mo lay on his side on the cold ground, his whole body ached, even the smallest movement of bending his fingers would cause a sharp pain, he had to maintain a posture that saved the most effort, and tried his best to relieve the pain in his chest when breathing.

The conversation between the two stopped abruptly.

Every minute and every second in the darkness seemed extremely long, and after an indefinitely long time, he heard the sound of shoes rubbing against the carpet, and the sound of cloth sliding over metal.

His self-esteem did not allow him to lie down cowardly, so Bai Mo gritted his teeth and propped up his body.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of the whip breaking through the air sounded, and he was hit in the back by surprise. Bai Mo snorted, but the reflexive curling action brought more pain.

The man approached, bent down, leaned into Bai Mo's ear and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

It was a nice voice, like a lover's whisper, affectionate and gentle when it rang in the ear.

For some reason, Bai Mo suddenly felt aggrieved. He let go of the lower lip he had been biting tightly before, and replied in a low voice: "It hurts."

"Afraid?"

Bai Mo asked himself again in his heart, are you afraid?

He should be afraid.His memory was blank except for one name, of which he knew nothing.The pain that he couldn't escape, the pain that he couldn't escape even while breathing, the burning pain on his back...he should be afraid.

But the fact is not the case.

Bai Mo shook his head, but he couldn't bear the pain because of this movement, and fell heavily on the ground.

"pain."

There was a nasal sound in the muffled voice, which sounded a little pitiful.

The tip of the nose was sore, and tears began to roll in the eye sockets.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and at the same time felt that his reaction was too ridiculous, so he blinked his eyes, trying to force back the overflowing tears—in front of others, especially in front of strangers, nothing but tears Ridiculous, he couldn't think of more adjectives.

It's just that he didn't expect to fall into a warm embrace in the next second.

Bai Mo was stunned, motionless.He could feel another person's temperature, another person's heartbeat, another person's smell.

The taste is sweet and delicious, like liqueur-flavored chocolate, sweet and intoxicating.

He unconsciously moved closer, bit by bit, sniffing the tempting fragrance, sticking out his tongue and licking it lightly.

A sudden sense of hunger swept over him, leaving him in a daze, leaving only one strong desire—appetite.

He didn't realize what he was doing until he tasted the sweet liquid and felt the warmth rushing down his throat - he was drinking blood, that sweet liquid that smelled of rust, but at the same time exuded With the charming fragrance, let him can't stop.

"grown ups."

The tall man didn't put on the cloak that he never left when he went out, and he showed a very handsome face, which attracted several women to peek at him.

He was holding something in his arms, which was tightly wrapped in a black robe. It might be some kind of humanoid creature of that size.The man didn't care about others looking at him, but he only gave a warning glance to a young woman who looked into his arms.

Phil was a little surprised by Mr. Harris' behavior, but he didn't dare to ask. He just stepped forward and opened the carriage door and whispered, "My lord, everything has been arranged."

"No, I won't go today." The man brushed back the loose hair of the person in his arms, without saying another word.

On the way back, Phil realized belatedly that the lord seemed to have a faint smell of blood.

In this world, few people can hurt that person.

Probably an illusion, he thought.

The carriage moved forward leisurely, driving into the depths of the manor.