The squeamish bag is coaxed by bad men every day in the infinite world

This room is used to hold "prisoners" who need to be interrogated. As a doll with a lot of [sin], Yu He should be put in the cell with the worst conditions.

It took the Pope a lot of effort to find a relatively clean room for temporary accommodation.

Even he can't take away the doll at will, he must go through strict approval.

But now, this small dark and stuffy room is full of broken cries.

Some long hair was scattered on the coat on the bed, and the small hands pulled out the folds of different sizes. Yu He's forehead and knees lay on it, and her whole body was shaking like a sieve.

The obviously wide coat was on his body, but most of it was tied around his waist. His legs were straight and white, and they were shaking because they were numb from kneeling for a long time.

Yu He shed tears in a low voice, her low cry was mixed with an uncontrollable soft voice, like a kitten purring.

Wrapped across his chest and pulled into his arms, the Pope fixed his collarbone with one hand, turned his face with the other, and slowly and gently kissed away all the hot tears.

"Why are you crying again?" The Pope touched the tip of his nose, "Crying kitten."

His soft hair sticks to his flushed cheeks, and after being bullied, he is even more charming and charming.

Yu He, who was being ridiculed, turned her head away and refused to look at people, as if she had been wronged by the world, there was pink everywhere.

He pushed the pope's shoulder with little strength, but he couldn't move, his spine stiffened suddenly, and then his whole body went limp.

He was held tightly in his arms, his teeth were pried open, and his palate was licked, with no ability to get rid of it.

It wasn't until she was released that Yu He tried to breathe fresh air while wiping away tears in aggrieved way.

"It's you who went too far," Yu He complained while wiping her tears, her resentful little eyes drifted away, and then she stared deliberately, "Bad man!"

However, he was the one who suffered the most. The intensified changes made Yu He's eyebrows immediately frowned, with a pitiful expression on his face.

The Pope affectionately rubbed the tip of Yu He's nose with the tip of his nose, brushed across his cheeks, kissed his brows and eyes, and chuckled with a little satisfaction: "What are the bad guys doing?"

Tears blurred Yu He's skin, the powdery and soft skin had a hazy texture, and her rosy face was cute and innocent.

The Pope appreciated it for a moment, then reached out and pinched his chin: "Why don't you speak?"

"You, uh..."

His mouth was covered, and he couldn't speak any formed words at all.

Whenever Yu He wanted to speak, he would open his lips further, and relax a little, and the Pope took the opportunity to send it deep, rolling his tongue and swallowing all the sobs.

Under the dim light, in the small space in the corner, Yu He was gradually pushed into the corner, her voice trembling and miserable.

Until the pope fished him out of the sweat, Yu He shivered his shoulders in stress, and begged for mercy: "Don't kiss..."

"acid?"

"Um……"

Yu He couldn't breathe, and said intermittently: "It's so sore, please stop first, okay?"

The pope didn't speak, but just supported his slender waist, but Yu He had already cast a shadow on this position. As soon as the pope put his finger on it, some terrible memories flooded up.

He was so scared that his legs were shaking. In fact, he couldn't stand still. He tried to shrink his legs, and he could only look at people with pitiful and innocent eyes.

Her pink skin was moist with a thin layer of sweat, her shoulder blades trembled slightly, and beads of sweat slid down her beautiful shoulders.

The Pope bowed his head and kissed it away without hesitation, and then pecked along the line of his collarbone.

Such a gentle and slow kiss is completely different from the Pope's ferocious and brutal style.

The chest was slightly raised due to the shock, forming a beautiful arc, and the eyes were foggy without tears, as if all the tears had been plundered.

Yu He didn't understand where the Pope's energy came from, nor why he could never stop.

Maybe this is the super good physical fitness of [The Awakened], but Yu He is not good at sports.

Poor physical strength, tender skin, but also delicate.Wanting to cry but not being able to cry, and being deliberately extended by the Pope, is really very uncomfortable.

"Wait for me, okay?" The Pope followed Yu He's posture of turning his head away and kissed him.

Yu He's cheeks were pinched, her lips protruded slightly, and her slightly deformed face was covered with red marks. It was hard to tell whether it was rubbed by herself or kissed hard.

"Don't be here..." He shook his head to express his protest.After a few more seconds, he said dully, "The one who agreed to take me to the big house, liar."

Not only did he not have a big house, but he was also bullied in this dilapidated house.

His knees were sore and painful. Although there were clothes on them, it was not known if the skin was broken.

No matter how soft he was and how he bowed his head, his demands were not met, and instead he was dealt with more severely.

Thinking about it, I feel even more wronged.

"Bad man!"

He cursed fiercely, unable to express his anger once, and cursed several times in succession.

After scolding, Yu He felt a little better, but felt thirsty. Just as he licked his mouth, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Normal people should be angry when they are scolded, but when he is scolded, why, how...

Why are you even more excited?

The little face was puzzled and stupefied, and then the chin was pinched and kissed, and a man's pleasant voice sounded next to his ears: "The kitten is so good."

Yu He was so angry that he hugged the neck in front of him and took another bite.

The pope let him bite, and even tilted his head cooperatively to make it easier for him to bite.

At the same time, holding Yu He's hips with his hands, he hugged him face to face, and the coat rolled up to his waist and abdomen naturally slipped off, blocking all the scenery.

The pope walked steadily, supported a person with one hand, and walked out of the room without looking sideways.

The people outside had already been taken care of, so the journey was calm and there was no one else except them.

But Yu He didn't know it. Afraid of being seen, he buried his head firmly until he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe well, then he dared to tilt his head slightly to breathe, and then hid his head back.

He hugged them tightly, and was afraid that the coat would fall off, that others would find out their current situation, and that others would see themselves.

shameful...

The Pope was walking in the dark corridor with Yu He in his neat clothes and holding Yu He in his arms. Outside the window, there was an occasional sound of wind, blowing the silver cloth around Yu He's ankle.

The toes of the white and powdery toes were slightly exposed, hanging on the sides, trembling slightly as he moved forward.

Because of fear and other factors, the hands holding the Pope kept tightening, and Yu He's eyelashes couldn't help shaking.

The act of pursing his mouth didn't work at all, but instead made his voice more lingering and soft, which made people daydream.

"What's going on?" The Pope teased, "I'm tired now, and there is still a long way to go."

In a daze, Yu He raised her eyes and turned her head, her little face paled instantly.

The Pope's residence is very high, with nearly a hundred steps, and when he stepped on the first step, Yu He couldn't help calling out in a low voice.

Being afraid of heights and falling, he could only hold his arms tighter, and the two embraced each other, with the last trace of air squeezed out, and they hugged each other tightly.

The calf under the silver-white cloth blown by the breeze was a little weirdly red. The timid Yu He was afraid of heights, so her toes curled up and her whole body trembled.

Her black hair was disheveled behind her, and her oversized coat hung obliquely on her shoulders, revealing her delicate pink mottled shoulders.

With a palm on his waist and one hand on his hip, he was carried slowly up the stairs.

Although it is covered by a large coat, it is completely conceivable to imagine the scene in a baggy state.

The hot sweat from running all the way soaked the silver-white coat into dark gray, and the sound of dripping water on the stairs was deafening in the quiet night.

"Stomachache……"

"Ok?"

Yu He was out of breath, her small face was painful and uncomfortable: "My stomach hurts..."

"Why does the stomach hurt?" the pope asked.

Fan-like eyelashes are fluttering, but it is embarrassing to be unable to speak.

According to the Pope's attitude, anyone will be hurt...

The jacket was not completely tied up, and only a belt was used to hold the waist. However, this belt was also very dangerous, and it looked like it would fall apart at any time.

The Pope, who was holding him with one hand, stretched out his free hand, grabbed a wrist around his neck, and took him into it to check for stomach pain.

The weak hands were forced to spread out, and then stuck to the belly, slowly kneading to relieve the pain.

While rubbing the stomach, while pushing.

But the footsteps of the pope continued.

Yu He's well-behaved and watery eyes became a little distorted. It was just a stomachache, but now his hands seem to be densely ache.

"Does it still hurt?" the pope asked gently.

It's not right for Yu He to say "pain", and it's not right to say "no pain". Compared with pain, it's more numbness.

Walking for a long time made him unable to lift up his strength. His physical strength is not good, and he doesn't like sports. Soreness and numbness are also a normal reaction.

When there was no answer, the pope kissed Yu He's cheek again. When he stepped up a step, Yu He's shoulders swayed upwards slightly, and he returned to his embrace due to his own gravity.

"Hmm..." Yu He whimpered in surprise.

The pope laughed, so cute.

Like a kitten.

Yu He's head was in a daze, and his whole body was also ups and downs, his head was confused and dizzy.

But the pope, who was carrying him forward, stopped suddenly.

The surrounding atmosphere became weird and icy cold, and the air was filled with a bone-chilling chill. Yu He couldn't help shivering, and raised his eyes in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Why stop?

What about going to the big house?

The Pope gave him a reassuring look, and kissed the corner of his mouth again. Yu He obediently raised her little face, allowing the man to kiss her.

"Give him back to me."

The voice behind him was deep and familiar, revealing suppressed anger and calmness pretending to be calm.

Deliberate calm is more terrifying and more frightening than outright anger.

The moment she heard the voice, Yu He turned her wet red face in surprise, and met Shang Tang's icy cold eyes.

He was so frightened that he clutched the material of the pope's shoulders.

When Yu He looked over, Tang's eyes suddenly changed, soft and tender, returning to the previous gentle expression.

Even though he saw Yu He getting close to others.

Being stared at by such eyes, Yu He was inexplicably guilty, turned his head away in a hurry, and stuck his head back to the Pope's neck.

His heart was beating wildly, his breathing quickened, and he was still hugging the Pope intimately.

The pope's sense of presence is so strong, including his intensified anger when he was angry, and his arousal after being spied on.

"yours?"

Slowly repeating the two words, the pope's voice was naturally cold and ethereal, as if he was indifferent to everything, which was rare, and his tone was obviously emotional.

He smiled suddenly, "Since when was he your fault?"

In the dark blue night, black clouds rolled in layers, overwhelming the brightness brought by the bright moonlight, and the overwhelming chill swept along with the darkness.

Tens of thousands of hailstones fell from the sky, with the momentum of thunder.

The reason why the Holy See dare not touch [Granlia] is because of Don.

Many years ago, Tang Danren encircled and suppressed the stubborn families in the south, and took them for his own use, relying on tough methods.

That night, the southern part was littered with corpses, and the blood flowed into ice.Because of the low temperature, it has not been discovered for a long time, and a family has declined.

The matter of [Snow Night Murder] made Tang completely famous, and let everyone see his strength clearly.

Tang's abilities restrained the Pope to a certain extent, so the two have never interfered with each other. It was nothing to be afraid of when Siegel and Adele teamed up to deal with him before.

But the Holy See intervened.

Tang was indeed seriously injured by this and almost died, but the ability he had developed from the bloody storm for so many years was not empty talk. He still escaped and recovered his energy in the shortest possible time.

The heavy hailstones hit the building, making a terrible muffled sound, and the continuous deep sound echoed like a reminder bell, invisibly warning the silver-eyed man on the steps ahead.

But the Pope seemed to be unaffected, and used supernatural powers to build a blanket-like protection above his head to isolate all external damage.

Stepping up the last step unhurriedly, taking the time to wrap up Yu He's collar, and kissing his cheek intimately.

Body temperature is normal.

Luckily it didn't freeze.

Tang's intimacy and intimacy made Tang completely lose his elegant disguise, and the evil and cold-bloodedness in his bones grew wildly like bacteria growing in a dark corner.

Several sharp ice blades shot towards the pope with obvious trajectories, avoiding the area where Yu He was located.

But it was easily blocked by a green wall.

"Don't be too self-righteous. Although you can defeat me, I am not invincible."

The pope's attitude was polite and upright, but for no reason he gave people a kind of superior contempt. When he looked at people, his eyes were cold, like adding firewood.

He placed Yu He in the corner, and stroked his little head to comfort him.The Pope said softly: "Stay here obediently, just wait for me for a while."

"I'll take care of this bastard right away."

Yu He's forehead was kissed tenderly again, and the broken hair on the sideburns was slowly brushed away.

The pope's eyebrows and eyes are so focused, and his movements are even more gentle, but the words that come out of his mouth are extremely cruel.

Yu He didn't know what to do for a while, his head was filled with lead and couldn't function.

Although he denies that he is not stupid every time, he is indeed not very smart. Whenever he encounters a problem, he thinks very slowly, and it is difficult to think of a solution to both.

He asked, "Will you kill Don?"

Does he care about it?

The pope's face froze slightly, and he was embarrassed, embarrassed, and obviously injured.

"I am afraid……"

Yu He didn't know how to answer this question. He lowered his eyes to avoid looking at people, but his eyelashes were still trembling violently.

After a moment's pause, he said honestly, and a little tremblingly, "I'm terrified of this."

Yu He has never been very courageous, maybe it can be said that he is very small. He is afraid of violence and blood. If someone is arguing loudly on the street, he dare not approach.

He seemed to be a frightened little animal that would be terrified at the slightest sign of trouble.

Sometimes even Yu He himself feels that he is too timid, even a little exaggerated. How can anyone be afraid and want to shed tears just because someone speaks a little louder?

But Yu He just couldn't control her grievance and sour mood.

He didn't want to be murdered, and he didn't want to see these terrible things.

What's even more strange is that the men he comes into contact with are all bad, and they should be exactly the type he hates, but he doesn't resist, on the contrary, he likes their approach very much.

Even if he does some very intimate things, he also likes it, including being coaxed without a bottom line, being praised in whispers, calling him beautiful, calling him a baby...

It shouldn't be like this.

When in front of him, they will wear a gentle mask to bully him. When facing others, they will expose their extreme possessiveness and competitiveness without any concealment. .

Any element of Yu He's fear is reflected in them.

They are villains, and he should stay away if he is a coward, and should be afraid.

He didn't know where he got the confidence to believe that they would not hurt him.

But he is clearly a coward.

He is a dull, squeamish, coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Now Yu He was obviously very scared, her legs were trembling, and sweat dripped down her legs under the empty coat, and finally dripped.

"I'm really scared," he said timidly.

The pope looked silently.

A purely self-interested creature like him doesn't care about anything other than interests, but once someone invades his territory and tries to seize his interests, he will immediately fight back.

Cold-blooded, ruthless, brutal.

Like a cold blooded animal.

He has never thought of getting a person so urgently, not only his body, but also absurdly wanting to occupy his entire heart, wanting to cruelly eradicate all stinky fish and rotten shrimps with malicious intentions.

But apart from his unusually thick face, this person is ordinary, extremely fragile, and very delicate.

Was he attracted by the face?

But if it is only because of a face that he can be addicted to this, it can also show that he is quite dedicated in disguise.

He has also seen all kinds of people, and the world is the same, deep in the mud, showing their ugliness.He doesn't think he is a good person, let alone be a good person.

He who has no sense of morality and empathy, only wants to be pure to the person in front of him.

The Pope held the trembling hands, which were delicate and delicate, and he had kissed many marks not long ago, which have not dissipated so far.

"Understood, I won't scare you." The Pope lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, a very simple touch.

He also said, "There will be no blood, I will try my best to resolve it peacefully with him." Leaving Tang's whole body is enough, right?

Yu He opened his eyes slightly, a little stunned. He didn't expect that the Pope would really listen to it, and would be more willing to change himself for him.

He nodded embarrassingly, his restless eyes were innocent.

"Give me a name."

Before leaving, the Pope suddenly said, "Can I?"

name?

Although Yu He had done very intimate things with the Pope, he seemed to really not know the Pope's name, only that he was a very powerful but also very cold person.

The offensive belonging to another man outside is still continuing, and the turbulent snowstorm and hail are coming like a torrential rain.

Many buildings collapsed, but the green castle the pope built for him still stands.

"Give me a name, please? I want you to name me." The pope cupped his face, bowed his head, and they pressed their foreheads together.

The close distance makes their breath intertwined, as close as sharing life.

The pope said softly, "Give me a name."

Repeating it over and over is enough to explain the Pope's attitude, but Yu He couldn't think of a nice and meaningful name.

Many images, such as slideshows, were played in front of my eyes, and my brain shut down for a short time, then quickly connected to the line and transmitted data.

This time Yu He was not so timid when looking at the Pope, and she also lost her fear. She reached out and hugged the man's neck with a serious and dependent posture.

He called softly: "K."

"Your name is K."

The Pope left here, and Yu He stayed inside alone, still unable to recover, some strange memories flooded in, making his temples ache.

it's wired……

He seemed to be under control just now, and he didn't think about what he said or what he did.

Everywhere in the field of vision was green, and Yu He, who was alone, sat obediently in a corner in a daze.

After a while, he heard someone knocking on the "door" outside.

Yu He suddenly became nervous, her round toes tensed, and she looked towards the source of the sound as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Can you keep your voice down? What if you scare him?"

"To shut up."

It was Siegel and Adele.

Siegel was devastated outside, looking helpless at the "green space" in front of him, and turned to look at Adele who was thinking: "What can you do?"

"No." Adele looked calmly, "Maybe no one can open it except the Pope."

Siegel let out an angry curse.

An earth-shattering sound came from ahead, and a sculpture collapsed heavily.

The superpowers of the Pope and Tang were too powerful, and the battle between the two involved countless people. The surrounding exquisite buildings were almost reduced to ruins.

When masters fight, they are weak like ants, and rushing forward will only cause death.

"I have to help one."

Tang and the Pope are on par in strength, so stalemate is not an option.

Siegel thought for a moment and made a decision, "Kill my father first, the Pope must be exhausted by then, and we will take advantage of it..."

"This is the Holy See." Adele interrupted coldly, "If you want to take advantage, you have to look at the place. If your father is defeated, the people of the Holy See will immediately support the Pope. Do you think we still have our share?"

They looked at each other and made a decision immediately.

Kill the Pope.

Yu He inside the house could only hear the general idea of ​​what was going on outside. After a while, he felt a little out of breath. Although there were ventilation holes in the wall, this dullness came from psychology.

He carefully opened a window, which was specially reserved for him by the Pope for fear of accidents, and could only be opened from the inside.

Jack's baby face was so close that Yu He almost fell down in fright. Taking advantage of the open window, Jack used his powers to catch Yu He out.

Feeling dizzy for a while, just as Yu He's feet landed, there was another sound of fighting in front of him.

Jack, who was too happy, was suddenly thrown down by the leopard waiting in the corner. Because he had no defense, his arm was broken, and he endured the severe pain to fight the ferocious beast in front of him.

As soon as Yu He turned her head, she saw Q in a white coat. Just as Q was about to approach, a tall figure forced himself between the two of them.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, waiting for your answer."

Yu He raised his eyes, the handsome young man's face was a little depressed, and it was full of grievances.

Ann held his hand and said hurtfully, "But I can't find you."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I haven't found you. I'm very worried about you, and I'm also afraid that something will happen to you."

Yu He: "I'm fine, I'm just..." He didn't know how to describe his ups and downs during this period of time.

"That's all in the past."

An overly sweet breath mixed with a disgusting taste, An Wufinger tightened, and then quickly loosened.

He reached out and stroked Yu He's cheek with a gentle voice, "Our family will be reunited soon."

Intuition tells Yu He that Ann's state is not right now, and he chooses to be obedient and follow Ann's side.

His hands were held tightly, and the interlocking fingers were penetrated.Tried to move his fingers, but couldn't do it at all, let alone break free.

The night air was slightly cool, and Yu He couldn't help but sneezed. Afterwards, there was a strange fragrance of flowers in the air.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, even a little pungent, Yu He and Tongan stopped at the same time, and sneezed several times in succession.

After Yu He rubbed his nose, Ann let go of his hand.

An fell to the ground, blushing and having difficulty breathing, and her shoulders were shaking violently.

"what happened to you?"

"I... I have asthma."

This floral fragrance is the fragrance of lilies, and the strong fragrance of lilies just now triggered Ann's asthma attack.

Yu He had no relevant experience, so she hurriedly wanted to call someone.

The moment he turned around, a man stood behind him at some point.

Under the terrified and defensive gaze, the man slowly took off his hood, revealing that pale and gorgeous face.

Yu He opened his eyes slightly.

It is K.