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

As soon as Lu and Luota left the public area, they ran like crazy. They were [-]% sure that the "female" just now was Yu He.

In order to avoid them, even put on women's clothing?

The surprise of regaining what was lost, and the possession within easy reach, all made them overwhelmed with excitement.

But now they are facing another problem, Yu He is gone.

"I was walking this way just now." Lotta frowned.

A group of men and women were led by a group of men and women in front of them. They were dressed in gaudy clothes, and the direction they were headed from showed that they were engaged in some kind of industry.

Looking away, Lu said in a deep voice, "Look again."

Yu He is so timid, she won't go to these places.

……

Yu He followed the team aimlessly, bowing his head obediently throughout the process, obedient like a little lamb at the mercy of others.

When he and Carl entered the locker room, Carl showed anxiety: "You shouldn't have come in, you...you don't want to do these things?"

Yu He was also very wronged: "But they keep chasing me."

There was no way he could.

The pitiful but unusually beautiful face made it hard to say anything serious, Carl sighed.

"In 'Moonstone', there is a special profession called [fish], [fish] needs to accompany customers to amuse themselves, as long as the price is in place and even agree to the transaction by default. As long as the customer is rich enough and pays a certain deposit, they can [fish]." Karl told him, "As long as you enter this special area, whether it is [fish] or guests, it is regarded as entering the jurisdiction of the yacht. We need to abide by the rules here, hand over electronic devices, no sneak shots, no coercion, no violence , all legal and voluntary.”

Yu He listened very carefully, with a simple and ignorant expression and even a little happy, as if he had come to a good place that was safe enough to protect him.

This stupid and easy-to-deceive look made Carl even more worried, and he said, "There have been reporters and some... troublemakers before, they came here, but they were not prepared to consume, maliciously lowered the price, and even wanted to free it. Since then, there has been a new rule here."

"Whether it's a fishing guest or [the fish], you have to complete the pairing when you enter here, that is, mandatory consumption."

The little face that was still very focused just now turned pale, and Karl comforted him, "We are in the F area, and not many people have met you. If it doesn't work, just say that your match is me."

His black eyes stared obediently at Karl, and nodded slowly after Karl finished speaking.

The fluffy hair and white and tender skin make people want to touch it.

He looks so good.

Karl looked at him for a moment, and couldn't help but blushed again.

Karl originally wanted to find clothes with more fabric for Yu He, but the clothes in the dressing room were wild, and he didn't know how many people had worn them. He had selfishness and didn't want to wear them for Yu He.

The white and purple sailor suit on Yu He's body made him appear obedient and pure, and his delicate and full face added bright colors to him.

Even after watching it so many times, Carl still couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful this man is.

These legs were white and evenly long, and it was dangerous to be naked. Carl searched for a long time, and finally found a pair of clean and unopened white silks, and asked Yu He to change them.

"Thank you."

After Yu He finished speaking, she bent over in front of Carl, hooked her thin white fingers on the solid-color stockings, raised one leg and put it in, and then slowly pulled it up from her feet.

His movements were slow and serious, as if breaking the white silk.

The slender white fingers unintentionally slid across the white and tender skin, reflecting a dreamy luster under the light.

Karl turned around, lowered his head hastily, for some reason, he didn't dare to look any more.

Karl also needs to change his clothes, but he doesn't want Yu He to see that the long-lost shame is constantly emerging from the bottom of his heart, eager to control his thoughts and behaviors.

Listening to Carl's words, Yu He came to an empty room.

The room was very dark, and Yu He tiptoed along the wall, touching the wall timidly with her little hands, but couldn't find the switch for a long time.

Relying on intuition and luck, he touched the edge of the sofa. He was emotionally tense just now, but now he is finally safe, and he wants to sit down and rest for a while.

Yu He, who had sat down to the end, bounced off the sofa like an electric shock. His calf hit the coffee table in a hurry, and the tingling pain extended from his leg, causing him to fall to the ground.

Yu He burst into tears in pain, but she was too scared to make a sound. In the silent and dark environment, only small breaths with crying sound remained.

Low, urgent, and sweet.

It's an easily intriguing sound.

The crisp sound fell, and the bright lights on the ceiling illuminated the layout of the room.

Yu He, who fell to the ground and hugged her calf and shed tears silently, was looking up at the Western man who was gradually sitting up on the sofa.

When Ken sat up straight behind him, his legs naturally spread out to the sides, and the shadow naturally invaded forward, condescendingly covering the disheveled little poor man in front of him.

The corners of the skirt, which were not long at all, could no longer cover anything, her black hair overflowed with white and tender skin, and the end of her eyes were flushed and wet.

Like being bullied and crying.

Yu He was really in pain, and there were already small bruises on her calf.

But the way he looks up at the man crying like this will only cause people to misunderstand.

Ken reached out and touched his nose. Yu He was stunned by this action, and his wet face immediately turned red, as if soaked in rose juice.

The nose bridge of Westerners is really high. Ken has brought the depth of the facial features to the extreme, the brow bone is too high, and the bridge of the nose is a standard straight nose.

So much so that when Yu He just sat down, the bridge of her nose accidentally slipped in was extremely strong, that's why she had such a big reaction.

"Does it hurt?" Ken asked.

It's okay not to ask, but when he asked, Yu He felt even more wronged, his small chin was raised high, and the light illuminated his pitiful posture even more clearly.

"pain……"

With an obvious crying voice and vibrato, he said, "I can't stand up, it hurts so much."

Yu He only had time to see a pair of hands with white gloves. Before he could react, he was picked up and sat on his lap.

With soreness in her heart and calf pain, Yu He buried her face in the man's chest aggrievedly, and acted coquettishly, saying that it was so dark here, and that she was just scared.

Frightened, he didn't care about the other party, a stranger who had only met him once, and only wanted to mourn and seek comfort.

The sweet voice is mixed with a bit of crying, and he tells his grievances with an intimate gesture. This kind of picture seems to only appear in a very close relationship.

They were strangers, which normally would be annoying, but he did it so naturally and without burden.

Instead, people just want to wipe away his tears and whisper to coax him.

Ken did exactly that.

"I'll have this coffee table removed," he promised, "it won't be used any more."

Yu He, coaxed and cherished, looked up at Ken, tears blurred his vision, so that his expression was a little confused.

Ken didn't know why the vibe suddenly changed, but they were indeed easily misunderstood at the moment.

A small room with no one in it, dim light, a beautiful boy in a short skirt, and a powerful man who can lift him up with one hand.

The pretty little boy just looked at him for a while, then stuck his head in his sticky head again, and didn't speak, just crying dully.

It seems like it really hurts.

Also, the corner of the coffee table is so sharp, even though it has been rounded, it should still hurt if it is knocked.

But Ken didn't have the habit of carrying ointment with him, so he could only help him relieve the pain as much as possible.

He is really squeamish and likes to be coaxed, but Ken just said a few nice words in a low voice, which made him feel better.

When the crying subsided a little, Ken cautiously stepped into the shadow of the folds of the skirt.

He needs to be sure of one thing.

really.

Where Ken accidentally injured the bridge of the nose just now, the fabric was poked and dented. When the other party was not paying attention, he took it out naturally and restored everything to the original state.

Ken has a windfall.

The fingertips wrapped in pure white gloves were turned into light gray.

Actually Ken doesn't like to touch people.

But the person in his arms was still hugging him entangledly, because he knocked his calf, sobbing loudly, muffled and intermittent by the clothes.

Ken didn't know what he was thinking, he suddenly flipped the leftovers casually.

The rubber band makes a crisp sound on the soft skin.

Under the shadow of the folds, a small patch of skin was rosy, as if it had been slapped hard.

The person who was still crying shook his whole body, and then raised a beautiful face that was wet and red from crying, but still showing anger.