' damn that man! ' he cursed internally.
What was wrong with him?!. Didn't he see Anying?!.
Well what to say?... He was annoyed but of course his momentum immediately liquidated as soon as the organized and gloomy environment of the auction house greeted him.
They were rows. And rows of seats he could make out with various [obviously rich ] people wearing glamourous clothes seated on them, they were also others... Tons of people with collars on their necks...
Some had pale expressions, some pained and some lifeless... Like they had given up hope and accepted their fate... It gave Anying the creeps.
And a stage could be seen at the very front with a sparkling jade shaped table... Everywhere was quite and everyone's attention was focused on the stage... More like on the woman in a red fiery dress with the microphone who was yapping, and yapping, and yapping things...
It gave Anying frostbites...
What was... ". This is a certified torturous silver c*ck ring that heightens the essence of pleasure but ceases ejaculation!. It is perfect to tame your naughty pets!. Starting bid 500 thousands Yuan!.".. ???.
That was bulls'shit! Yo, bulls'shit!!.
But according to the item he just heard and the pet plus the slave outside the building... They were connected... So... If that was really so... Did that mean Hanze was here to do what he was thinking the man came here to do with him?
If so ... He took a deep shaky breath and braced himself then, tugged cautiously on Hanze's shirt... And when the man gave him his attention, Anying lowered his head and voiced out tentatively.
.''..I ... Want to use... The bathroom... ''.
Hanze held in the urge to smirk when he heard this, what was he? A two year old?.
Tch. What Did he say before about not liking stress?. Though he could feel the fear and distress radiating from the youth, it wasn't his problem.
And he didn't have the strength to run after someone, so he did the unexpected in this type of environment.
Placed his right hand underneath the youth's slender legs and placed his left hand on the small of his back.
Anying let out a Yelp and held unto Hanze's shoulders as the man lifted him up and started walking towards a dark room.
". Hanze...". Anying called again, because at this point, tears were already dripping down his face... He was crying.
Because Hanze just blocked his escape and held him like this... How was he going to escape his fate of being sold?.
They were married for crying out loud!!.
". Hanze... Please Hanze I'm... Sorry,... Don't sell me please...". He pleaded when Hanze didn't speak.
He had no choice but to bury his face on the crook of Hanze's neck and sob silently.
Ah... Hanze had enough. It took him all of his restraint not to frown or allow the gliint of amusement flash through his eyes.
". I told you Before wife...". He began and Anying perked up. "I am not going to sell you, I am a man of my words." He added.
Anying felt a little hope returned to him when Hanze said that, but because he still needed affirmation, he asked,
."really?....". Wiping his tears... It was cute with his red nose and moist lips trembling.
". Hm...so stop crying or I might sell you for real". He answered with a hum and anying froze in his embrace but Hanze found it fun milking the tears out of him so he continued with, ."the idea seems fun too".
Anying's tears gushed down again and his mind went blank. "N-no... Don't... don't do it..okay... Don't do it.. o-ok ...?". He pleaded fisting Hanze's shirt.
"Hmm..ok i won't." Replied the meanie... How wish Anying knew Hanze was only messing with him.... Poor youth...
They arrived at the VIP room meant for people who liked their privacy and Hanze immediately went to sit on one of the black sofas directly facing the stage from above.
The glass surrounding the room was a one way see through glass which helps the person inside the room witness what is going on outside but not the other way round.
There was also a voice disguiser.
But did Anying care about that?... No, he only knew to be tensed.
He was sitting on top of Hanze's legs while the latter was propping his jaw on the back of his hand and staring at the jade shaped table on the stage.
One of his hands was mischievously resting on top of Anying's lap, exactly close to his cr*tch.... And inching up..
."Hanze...". Anying called with a low voice,
"Hm?.". The demon replied.
What should he say now?. Anying Wondered... ". Hanze..".
He called again and,
"Hm?.". Hanze replied.
Anying pursed his lips. well what to do?. This... He didn't like the feeling creeping up his body.
"Hanze... Y-you.. y-you--".
"Ssshh.". The man interupted him when he finally decided to speak.
Anying frowned, but luckily for him, the movement stopped so he had the luxury to be thankful... Well not for long though as there was still one certain someone's hands that was more mischievous that Hanze's.
For once, Anying decided to pay attention to the auction, but As he did, his face continued turning red by the minute.
What was...
Sexy girl on a red dress, pointing at a black leather leash on the jade table. ". This baby here is made from the rearest material!. You can also lower and higher the temperature of the leash for a freezing, burning or average effect!.".
Crowd ."oooh...".
Sexy girl seeing her Audience were interested grinned and added to fan the fire ". It is the only one available in this country right now! And also, illegal!. Which means, you can't get it out there randomly!".
Crowd ". Oooh...".
Sexy girl. "Yes!. So be the first to lay your hand on this specialty!, As it will only be available again next year! Starting bid 5 million yuan!.".