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

Anders doesn't like squeamish people.

But the person in front of him had red eye circles, teardrops hanging on his curled eyelashes, and his red and tender lips were slightly pursed and weeping, it was really pitiful.

He was very helpless, "When did I kill you?"

The answer was also very low, "always."

It was the same in the apartment before, when Yu He touched Anders, Anders put on a disgusted expression, and his attitude was also cold.

In his world, this is evil.

Anders asked Yu He to get up, but Yu He's calf was still throbbing.

A thin white leg stretched out towards Anders and rested on his thigh.

Anders raised his eyelashes lightly, his eyes were not disturbed, but he looked at Yu He a little embarrassed.

He looked up at the person pitifully, "I have a cramp in my leg, it's so uncomfortable."

Anders felt that he was really crazy, so he really listened to Yu He's words and helped him massage his legs.

The light at the entrance of the restaurant reflected on Yu He's skin, giving him a hazy texture. The skin was soft and delicate, and part of the leg flesh was striped red by the lines on the wooden chair, making him look more erotic./.

The delicate lips are opened from time to time, overflowing with a dream-inducing sweet voice, which makes Anders unable to calm down.

It feels too good to touch.

With a little force, the leg meat will sink, and such a smooth touch will only make people massage more excessively.

When her legs finally stopped twitching, Yu He wanted to grab Anders' hand, but she still remembered that she was thrown away when she was close to her last time, and when she just touched her fingertips, she retracted it aggrievedly.

Halfway through the journey, his fingers were grabbed, then wrapped around the back of his hand, and tightly clenched.

Yu He raised his dark eyelashes strangely, and Anders said calmly, "Why stretch them back? Don't you want to pull them?"

"...You don't like it." Yu He bowed her head aggrieved, complaining.

Anders thought that Yu He really liked him.

"I didn't say I didn't like it."

"But you didn't respond."

When Anders touched his fingertips, Anders had no expression at all.He asked, "Is it because you don't like it if you don't respond?"

Yu He sulked, "If you like it, there will be a reaction."

Anders couldn't understand such a way of thinking, why did he just hate it if he didn't respond?

But Yu He's expression was listless, as if he had been greatly wronged.

He thought, maybe he really went too far and hurt Yu He, even if it wasn't his intention.

"...My fault." Anders, who had never had any experience in this area, clarified himself lamely, "There will be a reaction next time, but don't think about it, there is no dislike, let alone dislike."

After Anders got into the car, Yu He also got in, too dark to pay attention, and accidentally sat on Anders' lap.

Anders' hand was still on his thigh, and Yu He was pressing directly on the back of his hand.

He froze, the touch just now...

So soft.

Originally, he wanted to take Yu He home, but when facing the driver, he changed his words temporarily and gave the name of the nearest hotel.

The driver paused when he inserted the key, and turned his head strangely. Yu He also raised his eyelashes and asked curiously, "Where is this?"

Anders' complexion was extremely unnatural, showing a thin red. In the dark, he avoided Yu He's sight, "Hotel."

"Oh." Yu He nodded, looking very calm.

There seemed to be no objection to the fact that Anders was taking him to the hotel.

That's right, Yu He should be very happy to like him so much.

Yu He also said that it was a bit hot, so he helped Yu He take off his coat, and when he saw the pure white vest inside, his fingers froze.

He could tell that this was a vest vest of a certain luxury brand. It was a very basic and simple style, but when worn on Yu He's body, there was an inexplicable color and emotion.

Now Yu He is still facing him and sitting on his lap, with a large white and tender collarbone and arms exposed, occupying his field of vision in an extremely powerful way.

The car was air-conditioned, but Anders was overheated. Thin sweat broke out on his forehead, and his breathing became disordered.

Seeing Anders' hot face, Yu He lifted his chin and stretched out his hand to wipe it for him.

The soft touch brushed against the forehead, and the tingling feeling like an electric current was rushing through Anders' body.

Anders held Yu He's hand, his voice hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Yu He blinked, "You look very hot."

Their eyes met for a long time, and Yu He was very puzzled, as if he really didn't understand anything.

Anders suddenly had the illusion that he was seducing../abducting an ignorant boy and committing a crime.

This idea didn't dissipate after arriving at the hotel. In the end, Anders gritted his teeth and asked the front desk to open two rooms for them.

……

When Yu He returned to the apartment the next day, she found many gift boxes wrapped in luxury goods at the door of the apartment.

Thinking that it was sent to the wrong place, he didn't respond, but was going to send the clothes in the closet to dry cleaning.

The clothes of these brands are especially expensive, and they cannot be put in the washing machine, and most of them cannot be washed by hand. The original body will be sent to the store regularly for processing.

Now Yu He happened to have some spare money, so she was going to send all her clothes to be washed.

When the dry cleaners came to pick up the clothes, Lota was behind him. His expression was not very good. After the dry cleaners left, he entered the room forcefully.

"I waited for you for a long time yesterday, but you didn't come back." Lota looked very hurt, "I bought these gifts for you. If you don't like them, you can just throw them away. You don't need to return them to me."

Yu He tilted her head in confusion, "Why did you buy me a gift?"

"Because I want you to move in with me."

Yu He really couldn't understand what these young people were thinking, but he liked those luxury goods very much. Lotta had a good eye, and the styles he picked were extremely beautiful and hard to buy.

While helping him unpack the gift box, Lota peeked at Yu He.

Yu He was sitting on the sofa, her hands lazily resting on the sofa, her delicate white feet flicked.

After just two glances, Lota started to feel hot, and her throat became dry.

"What are you peeking at me for?"

"I didn't."

Yu He even found out, this brat secretly glanced at him as soon as he opened some gift boxes, his eyes were malicious.

He hummed twice, "I've seen it all, you've been looking at my feet."

Lota refused to admit it, "You are wrong."

The impression he had left on Yu He before was bad enough, and he didn't want to leave another impression of a pervert who likes to peek at people's feet and have sex indiscriminately.

Lotta had done her homework in advance, and all orientals like gentle gentlemen, not bold and unrestrained hooligans.

Yu He clearly saw it clearly, could it be that he is still making trouble for no reason?

This time Yu He didn't speak, but continued to hum coquettishly.

Just when Luota thought Yu He was angry, a leg suddenly hooked over.

Lota was so startled that she fell to the spot, staring blankly at this delicate and smooth leg.

Looking up in a daze, Yu He was looking up with his little chin.

His black eyelashes are long and curly, as detailed as if drawn with a fine brushwork. When looking down at people, the black eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eyes.

His eyes shifted slightly, and the dark blue blood vessels protruded from the white and tender skin, and the toes were round and full, like finely crafted works of art.

He stared straight at it, but was caught by Yu He, and just said that he didn't peek, it's a lie.

Yu He, who had completed her goal, was about to stretch her little feet back, but was stopped in midair by a man.

The palm wrapped around him was hot and wide, causing Yu He to let out a low cry unconsciously, the side of his neck turned red from shame, and his collarbone became more obvious because of this movement.

...Lotta swears that she doesn't have such a perverted taste.

But Yu He is like this, no man can withstand it.

Lotta definitely didn't like that.

He just made the same mistakes that every man makes.

Lota lowered his head in a daze, staring at this white and delicate area, lowered his head fiercely and hastily.