C46 I seem to have cuckolded the male host

He gently kicked off his shoes, took off his pants, flung off his shirt and climbed onto the bed.

Su Zhan Yue extended her hands towards me, but she was muttering to herself, "Wait, wait! Don't come near me!"

She had used the last bit of her rationality to shout out these words.

For a man, however, such words are counterproductive.

Even if there was rationality, I could still wait. However