"They are just a few sexy photos. It's not like no one has taken such photo albums. If you go to the beaches abroad, you will see a lot of people wearing bikinis. Don't worry about it."
Only the simple original self would be threatened by these slightly more explicit photos. If it were her, she would not be afraid at all.
When I was a model, everyone was naked backstage.
Even when going on stage, it is very common for models to be naked, okay
"But let's delete it anyway."
Thinking about some obscene men doing unspeakable things with these photos, she felt goosebumps all over her body. It was so disgusting.
I'll do it.
444 also thinks it should be deleted.
Although the person in the photo is just a fragment of its host's soul, she is now using this body.
It felt very unhappy when it thought about so many indifferent people commenting on her.
Its host is so cool, handsome and pretty, how could they comment on her casually
After sorting out his memories, Su Qiao became more familiar with his little room. He went to the closet 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 awkwardly, 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 everything? Can your little stomach hold more? Will you get sick from eating too much?"
Yu Xiaoliu's face flushed red, and he stammered to apologize: "I... I... I'm sorry..."
Yu Xiaoliu was very upset.
He forgot about it for a moment and habitually stuffed everything into his stomach.
Seeing him looking nervous and embarrassed, Su Qiao was a little helpless, "I was just kidding you."
"But don't eat so much at once next time. Your stomach may not be in good condition. You should eat small meals frequently. It's fine to eat five or six meals a day, but don't eat too much at each meal."
I walked over and poked his stomach: "At least don't let your stomach swell like it is now. It will hurt, understand?"
"I... I'm afraid of waste. Waste... waste is not good."
In fact, he was subconsciously afraid that the food would be taken away, and he thought it was safest to keep it in his stomach, so he did it subconsciously.
And with a bulging belly, he feels safe.
Su Qiao probably knew his situation and sighed slightly in his heart.
What kind of life did this little guy live in the past
"It's bad to waste, but eating too much at once like this will fill your stomach and it's not good for your health."
While lecturing, Su Qiao handed him a pair of black socks and motioned him to put them on.
"Come on, follow me into the room. I'll show you something."
Yu Xiaoliu held the socks that still had her body temperature in her hands, and her eyes felt a little hot.
He had worn socks before, but they were usually thrown in the trash by others.
In his vague memory, his rag-picking grandfather once gave him a pair of socks with beautiful mouse patterns, and he seemed very happy at that time.
This was the second time someone gave him socks. Although there were no cute patterns on them, they were new and not discarded by others.
Some details are often more touching.
Just like now, a pair of ordinary black socks brought Yu Xiaobai warmth, touched him, and brought him satisfaction.
At this moment, at least at this moment, he felt that he was valued, treated equally, and treated as a normal person.
Su Qiao walked into the room and sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the bed. In front of him was a small table with a computer and a mobile phone on it.