With such feelings in mind, he scheduled a live stream for exactly eight o’clock. Minutes before the designated time, Yan Chuan idly browsed on his phone. Then he remembered that there were already two people lying in his “financial backer” group. It was time to post some photos. But what kind of photos should he take?
Lowering his head, Yan Chuan suddenly noticed a circle of red marks left by the leg ring that had been tight against his skin. As for the leg ring, it had already been taken by Evan. Perhaps this could be worth taking a picture of. He activated the camera and snapped a photo.
In the picture, he was in a kneeling position, with a fluffy skirt that showed off a pair of long, snow-white legs. His thighs looked quite plush since his sitting position squeezed out a little soft flesh. More eye-catching were the marks left by the leg ring, a thin circle that imprinted a lace pattern, slightly flushed, which stood out conspicuously against his flawless skin.
Yan Chuan felt his face heat up at the sight and quickly edited a caption before posting it online, setting the visibility to “financial backers” only. After posting, he started the live stream, leaving the earlier thoughts behind.
A wave of viewers quickly flooded into the live stream, the online count skyrocketing to six digits. Noticing the obviously different background from usual, viewers were quite active in the comments. Sharp-eyed fans also spotted that the beautiful young streamer had donned a short maid outfit.
His cheeks were flushed, and his lips looked slightly puffy, making even the small peeking lip bead quite prominent.
[Honey! Did you move? How come the background looks different?]
[Something feels off, everyone, why are honey’s cheeks red? Can’t see her mouth… Is it swollen? Did some wild man kiss her?]
[Honey, you didn’t meet up offline with any financial backers, did you?]
[Don’t meet with those scummy men, babe! They’ll bully you!]
The comments erupted into a heated discussion, and Yan Chuan turned on his mic, lowering his voice a bit. “I haven’t moved,” he explained, “I’m at my boss’s house.”
Yan Chuan fabricated a reason: “I have to work overtime, so I might end the stream a bit earlier today.” He couldn’t be as carefree as he was in his rental apartment; he needed to keep his voice down since Evan was right next door.
Although he wasn’t pressed against the door listening in, he still had to be cautious.
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[Did I hear that right? Honey was taken home by her boss?]
[I thought honey met with a financial backer… I still have a chance!]
[Honey, lock the door when you sleep! Scummy men will come in!!!]
[Wuwuwu, I cry so loudly, I feel like that weak man who knows his honey is coveted, yet I can only swallow my anger, afraid to say anything…]
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So unfair
Chapter 41: Cross-Dressing Streamer 8
The rapid-fire comments flashing through the live stream were almost overwhelming for Yan Chuan. His fans were always enthused, daily asking for kisses and hugs, but this was the first time they were critiquing another man.
Yan Chuan carefully read through the comments; most were cursing that “boss” of his. The insults included phrases like “You lucky bastard,” “Step aside,” and “Capitalist hanging on the streetlamp.”
[Why wear a maid outfit while working overtime… I’m crying so loudly it feels like my tears are drowning the Pacific Ocean 365 times.]
[Honey, did he threaten you to come to his house to “work”? You can’t be willing, right?]
Yan Chuan felt his cheeks burn at the comments. The viewers’ lamentations made it seem like he was engaged in some illicit affair with his boss.
Well… maybe it indeed was something illicit.
“It’s not what you think, the outfit is just for the live stream,” Yan Chuan shook his head, deciding to refute, “my boss is a… uh, good person?”
The clothing was sponsored for the stream, so from a certain angle, he could indeed call him a good person? His tone was so uncertain, even he wasn’t convinced.
The commentary reacted with:
[Oh no, honey has fallen for a man’s sweet words]
[Babe, be more vigilant, those wild men outside definitely want your body! They’re despicable! Call the top two supporters to protect honey!]
[It’s clear that a bad man took this chance to kiss honey and said something to make her trust him, slick man!]
[My honey is naïve and innocent, don’t bully her, wuwuwu]
[Is the door locked? If a bad guy comes in, wouldn’t they see what you’re wearing?]
Yan Chuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry; still, he checked the door and locked it. He cleared his throat and entered the main theme of the stream. “The door is locked, let’s stop talking about him and start streaming.”
At this moment, a request to connect with Keli came through, but another ID, “Lian Zhan,” also applied to join him. The request filled out: “Keli’s teammate.”
Yan Chuan was a bit surprised that Lian Zhan had come to add him alone, but he approved both requests.
“I’m here,” Keli’s voice came through his headset, speaking quickly, “Ready to start the squad game?”
Yan Chuan replied, “Okay.”
They were playing a competitive game, with four people in a team; Keli had brought in another person. This person was also one of his teammates, with a username represented by the letter “A.”
The game had a high difficulty level, something Yan Chuan wouldn’t normally choose alone, but now he was being carried through the team by Keli and the other two.
He was effectively in for an easy win. After the loading animation ended, Yan Chuan heard Keli ask, “Which dungeon should we go to?”
Lian Zhan opened the team mic, “Sandy area.”
The game offered high autonomy in choices, with different dungeons providing varied gameplay to cater to players’ needs.
Keli then asked the others, “Shall we go to the sandy area?”
Yan Chuan naturally had no objections and responded, “Sure.”
They chose to enter the sandy area. Before the game officially started, they had to gather equipment. The atmosphere in the team was still quite relaxed, and Keli engaged in conversation with Yan Chuan.