High-priced love hunting game

Chapter 10 Picking up a beautiful boy and going home 1
Looking closely, I found that it was just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.She was dressed casually, but she couldn't hide her extravagance.

The fair skin can be broken with blows, the red lips and white teeth are moist and pleasant, especially the pair of black and white eyes are like obsidian, which makes people feel amazing.Coupled with the glowing golden hair, it looks more like a doll.I don't think it makes people admire, every part of him seems to be a masterpiece carefully crafted by the heavens, so just right, so perfect.

Looking at this person, Xiang Xiliu quickly guessed his identity, is it an enemy?Is it a friend?Or a stranger who met on a different road?Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that the boy had already pulled the backpack on his body and walked towards him.

When he got close to Xiang Xiliu, the young man looked up at him, and said with a pitiful look, "Brother, I'm lost, can you help me?"

I didn't expect it to start like this, and it was in English.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, he glanced at the boy's attire, and said to Xiliu, "Where's your family's phone number? Tell them to pick you up."

The young man glanced at him, then lowered his head, and mumbled, "I don't remember their phone numbers, and I don't know where they live. We came for a tour, but got separated."

"Then wait, it's difficult to find the police." Xiang Xiliu thought of this iron-like master key.As he spoke, he walked towards the public phone booth beside him.

He wanted to tell 110 for help there, but due to his black household status, he would run away before they came.

Ruyi Suan made a good plan, but he didn't want to feel that walking resistance became greater if he didn't take two steps.

Turning around, I saw the boy pulling his windbreaker pitifully.

Like a lover who is unwilling to be abandoned, the young man's eyes swirled with grievances, and his choked up voice was not too loud, but it happened to be heard by passers-by: "Brother, don't leave me! Knowing that I was wrong, I will eat less and do more in the future, brother, don't leave me... okay?"

Pure Chinese, with a little bit of foreign flavor, is already comparable to many Chinese.

However, this is not the point!

Xiang Xiliu watched the people coming and going and began to look sideways at them—especially to him, pointing...
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Children's shoes, who knows a beautiful boy?Guess, guess, guess!Let’s start it, our smart little heads are running fast, we must know~ hahahaha!

(End of this chapter)