"It's just a few sexy photos. It's not like no one takes photo albums like this. When you go to a foreign beach, there will be a lot of people wearing bikinis, so don't worry about it."
Only the innocent original person would be threatened by these slightly larger photos, but she would not be afraid at all.
When I was working as a model, everyone was naked backstage.
Even on stage, it's very common for models to be vacuumed, right?
"But let's delete it."
Thinking about some wretched men doing indescribable things to these photos, she felt goosebumps rising. It was so disgusting.
[I'll come.]
444 also thinks it should be deleted.
Although the person in the photo is only Soul Fragment, its host, she is using this body now.
Thinking about so many uninterested people judging her, she felt very unhappy.
His host is so cool and beautiful, how can they judge him at will?
After sorting out his memories, Su Qiao became more familiar with his little room. He went to the cabinet and took out two pairs of socks, one white and one black, and left the bedroom.
When Yu Xiaoliu saw her, he immediately wiped his mouth, stood up somewhat restrainedly, and lowered his head habitually.
Su Qiao glanced at the empty porridge pot, bowls and dishes on the small table. "Have you really finished eating them all? Can your little belly hold it? It won't burst, right?"
Yu Xiaoliu's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered Underground Passage apologized, "I... I... I'm sorry..."
Yu Xiaoliu is very upset.
He forgot all of a sudden and stuffed everything into his stomach out of habit.
Seeing him looking nervous and embarrassed, Su Qiao was a little helpless, "I'm just kidding you."
"But you can't eat so much at one time next time. Your stomach may not be very good. You need to eat smaller meals more frequently. You can eat five or six meals a day without any problem, but you can't eat too full at each meal."
He walked over and poked his belly. "At least it can't be like this, with a bulging belly. It will bloat, you know?"
"I... I'm afraid of waste, waste... wasting is not good."
In fact, he was subconsciously afraid that the food would be snatched away, and he felt that it was safest to put it in his stomach, so he did so subconsciously.
And with his bulging belly, he felt safe.
Su Qiao probably knew his situation and sighed slightly in his heart.
What kind of life did this little guy live before?
"It's not good to waste, but if you eat too much at one time, it won't even fill your stomach. It's not good for your health."
While Su Qiao was preaching, he handed him the black socks and motioned for him to put them on.
"Come on, come into the room with me and I'll show you something."
Yu Xiaoliu was holding the socks with her body temperature in her hand, and her eyes were a little hot.
He had worn socks before, but usually they were thrown in the trash by others.
In his vague memory, his grandfather who picked up rags once gave him a pair of socks with beautiful mouse patterns. He seemed very happy at that time.
This is the second time someone has given him socks. Although there are no cute patterns on them, they are new and not unwanted ones that others have worn.
Some details are often more touching.
At this moment, a pair of ordinary black socks brought Yu Xiaobai warmth, moved him, and gave him a sense of satisfaction.
At this moment, at least at this moment, he felt that he was valued, treated as an equal, and treated as a normal person.
Su Qiao walked into the room and sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the bed. There was a small table in front of him, with a computer and mobile phone on the table.