Chapter 22
The one holding him smiled and said, “Be good and obedient. After all, hubby lost, and he has to accept the consequences.”
“Don’t…” Qingqing’s eyes turned red, but he barely struggled. His clothes were already messy, with the button of his jeans even undone, revealing a slender waist. The more he tried to hide, the more excited others became. Many cheered, “Hurry up, we want to see.”
Eventually, his jeans were taken off, exposing a pair of slender, long legs, fair and smooth, with no hair on them. When his pants came off, his underwear was revealed, a very sexy one, surprisingly a thong.
“Cheng, you’re quite something, to have trained your wife so well that he comes out wearing this kind of underwear.”
The man called Cheng chuckled, “He picked it out himself.”
“Don’t…” Qingqing screamed in embarrassment, his legs instinctively closing together, but they were forcefully pulled apart, exposing his unique lower body completely.
Ye Zhi didn’t want to look, but the pheromones emitted by everyone stimulated him uncomfortably, and he couldn’t help but glance over. He discovered that Qingqing, the boy, had a very peculiar lower body—it turned out he was a hermaphrodite.
A pink member surrounded by white, hairless skin, both around his firm buttocks and his compact genitals, were devoid of any hair. The tight fabric couldn’t conceal the enticing view, and even a portion of the fabric had slipped into his crevice, making the whole scene irresistibly tempting.
No wonder everyone’s breathing became irregular, including Huo Youcheng.
“Don’t look… Please don’t look…” Qingqing’s face flushed with shame, but his legs were forced apart by Cheng, leaving him unable to close them, and he was forced to let people “admire” his deformed yet beautiful lower body.
Someone commented, “No wonder Cheng suddenly settled down. It turns out he got such a treasure. I heard hermaphrodites are even better. Is it true?”
Cheng laughed, “Whether it’s true or not depends on whether you’re lucky enough to experience it yourself.”
The winning man couldn’t wait to strip Qingqing’s underwear off his hips. The small fabric was soaked, and he lewdly sniffed it before unabashedly touching Qingqing’s private area. He deliberately showcased it, not blocking anyone’s view, and his slender fingers quickly penetrated the tender flesh.
“Don’t… Please… Don’t touch me… Husband… Ah…” Qingqing screamed loudly, but his lover held him too tightly for him to struggle free. As the man’s fingers explored his intimate area, the resistance slowly turned into compliance, occasionally accompanied by moans.
As the underwear was gradually stuffed in, the excitement among the crowd reached a peak, and they cheered even louder.
There was no color left on Ye Zhi’s face.
Although he knew his husband was promiscuous, seeing it with his own eyes made him feel like he had crossed a line he couldn’t bear.
Huo Youcheng… Is this really what he’s like?
The game continued, and Huo Youcheng’s luck wasn’t good; he didn’t win the second round either. The new winner drew a new “benefit”: he could kiss one of his friend’s partners for more than three minutes. So, a woman was chosen and publicly kissed for three minutes amid cheers from the crowd.
In the next round, the winner was the man known as Cheng.
He didn’t personally draw the “prize” but patted Qingqing’s buttocks. “Baby, help hubby draw one.”
“Don’t…” The boy looked pitiful, even aggrieved, “Honey, don’t be with others…”
Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone carrying some pressure, “Be obedient.”
The box was moved in front of them, and Qingqing reluctantly reached out to grab one. Before Cheng could even read it, others were curious, “What’s it this time?”
After reading it, Cheng showed a hint of regret, “Just pick someone to strip naked. A small benefit.”
Others laughed, “Whom will you pick?”
