Chapter 228
He bit his crimson lips, too close for comfort. Wen Shu’s keen eyesight caught a clear glimpse of his pearly teeth sinking into the plump lower lip, leaving behind faint tooth marks that bounced as he pulled away.
It felt like a bounce straight into his heart, pulling him out of his astonishment and into a state of dry-mouthed tension.
“It’s okay,” he said, forcing himself to stay calm. “Should I freshen up too?”
Qingqing wanted to nod but hesitated, then whispered, “I need to confess something to you first, and if you’re okay with it, then…”
Wen Shu interrupted, “I don’t mind if you’re a virgin. I don’t have that kind of hang-up.”
“Ah…” Qingqing’s face reddened even more. “That’s not what I meant.” Gathering his courage, he released the doorknob and instead took Wen Shu’s hand, leading him towards the bed. The floor was carpeted with softness, all in Qingqing’s favorite shade of pink. Sitting on the bed felt like sinking into a cloud, and the feeling of the sheets against his skin was incredibly comfortable.
It had to be said; Qingqing loved every bit of the décor.
Sitting down, he pulled Wen Shu closer and finally mustered the courage to look at him. When he saw that Wen Shu’s face was just as flushed, Qingqing felt a wave of relief, making him less nervous. He said, “I should have told you earlier, but I didn’t know if you’d be okay with it. If you’re not…” He showed a momentary sadness, then quickly buried it. “…it’s okay, we can break up.”
Wen Shu became serious. “I don’t think anything could cause such serious consequences. What is it?”
Qingqing gritted his teeth and finally said, “My physiology is different from most people. I’m intersex.”
Wen Shu was stunned for a moment, somewhat puzzled. “What does intersex mean?”
Qingqing didn’t know how to explain, or perhaps it was too troublesome to explain in this somewhat oppressive situation. Instead, he untied the robe, pulling it aside to reveal his naked body to Wen Shu.
He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and under the bright lights, every inch of his skin was exposed. His rosy nipples, flat stomach, slender waist, slightly erect pink member, and the other organ hidden below were all laid bare before Wen Shu’s eyes.
Wen Shu’s gaze fell on each part with difficulty, seemingly lingering on each inch, as if wanting to see more, yet there were more areas attracting his attention, giving him a feeling of not being able to take it all in.
Qingqing endured the torment, waiting for Wen Shu to focus on his groin. When Wen Shu’s gaze finally settled there, it was filled with desire, amazement, but notably, no surprise.
It took Wen Shu more than a minute to look at every toe before meeting Qingqing’s eyes again, his face so red it seemed on the verge of bleeding. “Is there something wrong?”
Now it was Qingqing’s turn to be dumbfounded. After a long while, he asked, “Are you… still a virgin?”
Wen Shu was flustered, stiffening before nodding slightly. Then, with a hint of curiosity, he asked, “What does intersex mean?”
Qingqing widened his eyes. “I’m male, and you’re looking at my body right now. Don’t you think something’s… different?”
Wen Shu finally focused his gaze on Qingqing’s flower-like cleft, his breathing quickening. After realizing belatedly, he said, “It seems… but I thought betas were like this…”
“Why did you think betas were like this?”
“Don’t they give birth? It’s… similar to female betas, right?” Wen Shu scratched his head.
Qingqing finally understood. “So, you don’t mind?”
“Of course not,” Wen Shu’s face flushed even more, almost reaching his neck. He whispered softly, “It’s very beautiful.”
Qingqing blushed and closed his legs tightly. Wen Shu reaffirmed, “Especially beautiful!”
Qingqing almost curled up into a ball, his bathrobe still wide open, barely covering any skin. Every inch of exposed flesh could ignite a man’s desire. Wen Shu, despite his cluelessness, was still a normal male, and in matters of intimacy, his aggression was strong. He finally took the initiative to embrace Qingqing and leaned in to kiss his lips.
