The entrance is concealed, resembling more of a tea house than a casino, with a serene atmosphere.
After a brief wait, someone came to escort Yan Chuan.
“Let’s go,” a tall man much larger than Yan Chuan appeared in front of him. The distinctive half-mask allowed Yan Chuan to recognize him instantly, a faint smile playing on his lips: “I’ll take you inside.”
The edges of the gilded mask glimmered coldly under the lights, and beneath it were deep eyes that seemed to hold a trace of laughter. However, upon closer inspection, there appeared to be none.
Yan Chuan paused briefly as a long-fingered hand extended toward him.
He looked up to see Black Spade gazing at him intently.
Upon entering, Yan Chuan quickly dismissed his earlier impression of it resembling a tea house.
The interior was exquisitely adorned, exuding a touch of opulence, with dazzling gold blinding his eyes as he stepped in.
The long table at the entrance was piled high with poker chips resembling gold coins, made of high purity and shimmering gold. They formed a small mountain on the table, with golden sand at the bottom, extravagant and ostentatious.
Further inside were various facilities that Yan Chuan had and had not seen before, with trained staff standing around, setting up cameras.
Yan Chuan quickly averted his gaze.
“Is it starting soon?” he asked, “Do you need me to do anything?”
He had done searches on the related gameplay before coming but wasn’t sure what Black Spade intended to play. He might need to learn a few things.
He hoped today’s live broadcast would go smoothly, without embarrassing him too much.
Yan Chuan watched Black Spade, his gaze inevitably filled with a bit of anticipation.
However, Black Spade did not mention what Yan Chuan was thinking. Instead, he picked up a delicately wrapped box from the side.
“Clothes,” Black Spade’s voice was low, unexpectedly pleasant to hear, “Change into this.”
Yan Chuan was taken aback and recalled the outfit that Black Spade had mentioned.
If he remembered correctly, had the man told him it was a bunny costume?
Had he forgotten about this?
“Okay…” Yan Chuan pressed his lips together, letting his gaze linger on Black Spade’s mask for a moment before glancing at the box in his hand, hesitatingly agreeing.
He found it hard to believe, alongside a glimmer of hope.
After all, it was a live broadcast; the clothes he mentioned shouldn’t be too outrageous, right?
Although it was a scripted live streaming room, he had to consider whether he would get banned.
Despite accepting the box, Yan Chuan still appeared somewhat bashful.
His cheeks flushed, looking exceedingly obedient.
Then, Black Spade showed a barely visible smile and commented, “Very obedient.”
There was an indescribable hint in his voice, causing Yan Chuan to blush furiously.
After hesitating for a while, Yan Chuan reluctantly left the dressing room.
Black Spade led him to a back lounge and even asked if he needed assistance.
Yan Chuan of course refused; changing clothes was something he did not need help with, and he had no peculiar enjoyment in being seen by others.
However, once he entered the lounge and opened the box to see the outfit, the desire to cover his face and escape surged again.
Because the outfit that Black Spade had handed him was exceptionally outrageous.
Yan Chuan fell silent, staring at the box.
Inside was a half-catsuit bunny costume, made of black patent leather. It was considered half because there was a hidden zipper at the waist, making it easy to wear.
It had a halter design, concealing the neck while exposing smooth, white shoulders and included a pair of long gloves.
Thankfully, it was not a skirt but rather pants. It looked more like hot pants, while the rest was very well covered.
There were thin stockings that came along, adorned with a strip of lace, similar to the kind Yan Chuan had worn before.
Additionally, there was a small embedded tail. Yan Chuan inspected it and felt it could be fastened just below his lower back.
The tail was fuzzy, pure white, and soft-looking, seeming to have a great texture.
It was indeed the attire of a little bunny girl.
Yan Chuan didn’t even know how he managed to put on the outfit.
The costume was very fitted, and once worn, it was evident it was tailored to his precise measurements, tightening at the waist.
The one-piece outfit was not easy to put on, with the back waistband being slightly narrow; Yan Chuan had to exert some effort to zip it up from behind.
He slipped on the long gloves and stared silently at the somewhat familiar thin stockings before finally deciding not to wear them.
The bunny tail in the box… Yan Chuan furrowed his brows, picking it up and hesitating whether to wear it.
There was nothing excessive about its design; it looked quite normal.
Yan Chuan confirmed that it wasn’t one of those unusually styled pieces. Looking at the white, soft, and slightly cute short tail, he ultimately decided to wear it.
After agonizing over whether to wear it for more than ten minutes, and with changing clothes consuming some time, Yan Chuan realized that he had spent over half an hour.
It was rather impolite to keep others waiting that long, so Yan Chuan paused for a moment before deciding to step out.
After all, no one here recognized him; they wouldn’t know he was just a poor, naive little employee.
Nobody knew he was a pitiful contestant forced to play a character.
“I’m done…” Yan Chuan lowered his head, looking at the floor, and pushed open the lounge door, not daring to glance at anyone outside.
【!!!】
【Good, good, good, my wish is fulfilled here!】
【Yan Bao’s little curves are so perky, oh no, they look so soft, and there’s even a little bunny tail; let me squeeze, squeeze, squeeze!】
【The shorts are so short, and with the furry little tail and so tight, how can a bad man be so picky!】
【Who would have thought that the costume I was looking forward to since entering my wife’s live broadcast would appear here…】
【Someone cut a shot from the ground view; I want to sneak a peek at my wife’s outfit!】
A slender and beautiful bunny girl emerged into the crowd’s sight.
Her shoulders were smooth and white, with a section of her arm exposed. The gloves wrapped around her forearms only made her skin appear even whiter.
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