Wore Tang San's Butt Cheeks Raw

He groggily opened his eyes and instinctively tried to push himself up.

The moment his palms pressed against the ground and his butt lifted, however, he crashed heavily back down.

The excruciating pain of pebbles digging into his wounds made him let out a strange cry, and he collapsed flat again.

"Ah—!"

In pain, he frantically reached both hands behind his back. His fingertips touched sticky blood and tiny stones embedded in his flesh.

He braced himself against the ground and propped up his upper body, then lowered his head to look behind him.

His two butt cheeks, scraped bloody and raw, came into view.

From the roots of his thighs down, his pants had been reduced to strips of cloth.

They dangled from his legs, swaying. The underwear inside had only a ring of elastic left around his waist; everything else had been worn away.

Tang San's lips trembled twice.

He tried to cover himself with those scraps of cloth, but covering the front left the back exposed, and covering the back left the front drafty.

His face went from white to red, then red to green. His teeth ground together as the fury in his stomach nearly burst from his throat.

He cursed wildly in his heart, "Ye Lin, fuck your mother! Couldn't you just carry me?"

"Did you have to leave me lying on the ground and drag me along?"

"Why didn't you drag Zhu Zhuqing? Her butt's big, so she wouldn't be afraid of getting scraped."

"Why didn't you drag Oscar? He's thick-skinned and tough, so he wouldn't be afraid of getting scraped either."

"Why did it have to be me?"

"Look what you did to my butt cheeks! What the fuck did you scrape them into?!"

*"I'm seriously speechless! I've never seen anything like this!