In the room
Yin Shuiling put on her clothes and sat beside the bed. Yin Muchen squatted on the ground, holding her little feet in one hand and wiping the dust off her soles with a clean towel in the other.
"Older Brother, why did those two bad guys catch me just now?" Yin Shuiling asked.
Yin Muchen's long finger that was holding the towel paused. He had heard the two men's foul words just now. There were many perverts in this world.
"Because they were going to sell you," Yin Muchen replied.
"Sell me? What are they going to sell me for? I'm so young!" Yin Shuiling asked.
What are they going to sell her for?
Yin Muchen looked at the little snow-white fet in his hand. Her ankles were slender, her skin like silk, and all five of her nails were covered with a healthy pink tinge.
Her little feet were already so delicate, so her entire person would naturally be even better.
The girl was just eight years old but so bewitching.
