Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Bai Zhen glanced at it and stepped forward curiously.

People surrounded the stage for several floors, and she squeezed to the front with all her strength.

The sight in front of her made her stunned.

In front of him was an iron cage about one person high.

Inside sat a shabby young man kneeling.

A black cloth covered his eyes, an iron collar bound his snow-white neck, and one end was fixed to the cage by a chain. His hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and every time he moved, there would be a clanging sound.

The wrinkled shirt was faded in half, revealing smooth and delicate shoulders, a beautiful and delicate collarbone and a fair and attractive chest.

He lay there silently, and was scrutinized by the women below with lustful eyes, like an item that anyone could choose.

Bai Zhen frowned, feeling that this kind of transaction was too morbid, but she was slightly relieved.

Not Ye Yinchen.

Only the shape is somewhat similar.

Someone stretched their necks and shouted: "Let's start! When will it start!"

As soon as the voice fell, a woman walked up to the stage and said with a smile, "Don't worry, guest, this is about to begin."

She walked to the cage, took out a bunch of keys from her waist, and opened the iron door.

As she walked in, the two next to her pushed the props up.

The cart is full of 'sex' items.

There are whips, ropes, silver needles, and candles...

The equipment was so complete that Bai Zhen's eyelids jumped.

What's this all about.

Bundle play plus tune - teach...  

The ancients were so heavy-mouthed, how could they be so good at playing...

She is ecstatic.

The woman had already picked up a cane, soaked it in cold water, and slapped the boy's body.

The rattan after soaking in cold water has a sharp edge like a knife. Such a blow was enough to rip through a thin layer of clothes, and blood beads soon seeped out, sticking to the fabric, showing a red mark on the boy's back.

His body swayed forward violently, causing the iron chains to rattle, and his hands tightly grasped the iron cage without making a sound.

He turned his back to Bai Zhen's direction, the soft blue silk fell down, from her point of view, it looked more like Ye Yinchen.

With just such a whip, there was already a burst of deafening cheers from the crowd.

Bai Zhen's eyes darkened, looking at the smiling woman with a whip on the stage and the boy who did not say a word and let anyone hurt her.

Does he not resist?

The woman approached, and her hand grabbed the soft blue silk without pity, forcing him to raise his head.

The young man knelt on the ground, probably because of his bare feet, his feet were a little red, and his fair and full fingertips were slightly curled up, as if to express resistance.

The woman pinched his jaw, reached out and took a bottle of liquid, opened the boy's mouth, and poured it all down.

Below, the cheers remain.

Bai Zhen watched the boy's body tremble slightly, and quickly collapsed against the iron cage behind him.

The woman picked up the cane again.

The sound of whiplashes echoed in his ears, and there were several long bloodstains on the boy's back, as if he wanted to avoid him. He put his hands on the bottom of the iron cage and crawled forward.

The woman didn't get angry when she saw this, but just tugged at the collar around her neck, which made him unable to move an inch.

The potion gradually played a role, and his body was lying on the ground softly, the heat spread all over his body, and at the same time it was terribly itchy. In addition, his vision was blocked, and other parts of his body became abnormally sensitive.