“Everyone move aside, I’m a big deal! I’ll swallow a little rabbit whole!”
“Candidate for my wife’s husband plus one.”
Evan: …
He sat rigidly in front of the screen, completely at a loss about what to do next.
The enthusiastic audience continued to flood the comments, utterly unaware of the poor soul being ruthlessly hurt thousands of miles away.
They didn’t even realize that this poor individual had never called out “wife” even once, only witnessing their loving comments about “wife.”
Truly pitiful.
The live stream replay faithfully documented the afternoon’s events.
From the moment the venue was set up, the beautiful little host dressed as a bunny girl emerged from the dressing room, somewhat awkwardly standing beside the tall man, distributing cards, until the scene flipped and the beautiful little host was caught in the man’s embrace, being taught how to play ball.
The sound quality was excellent, with a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice echoing in his headphones.
It was soft and light, slightly pressing, sounding almost like a coo.
Evan couldn’t help but keep staring at the screen, subconsciously zooming in to try to isolate that unfamiliar man from the view.
But the beautiful little host remained by that man’s side, willingly participating in the gambling game.
Even after Evan tried to block him out from his screen, he couldn’t get rid of that irritating stranger.
He had no choice but to bear with it and continue watching.
Initially, someone was speaking, likely adjusting the equipment, until the bunny girl dressed little host came out.
Evan knew that Yan Chuan was good-looking, but he didn’t realize how much more appealing he looked in that outfit; even without any expression, he appeared obedient and beautiful.
There was a white short tail below his lower back.
It seemed attached to him, soft and white, with fur that looked very touchable.
Evan stared at the tail, and then it was touched by someone.
Imagining how that would feel, he envisioned grasping the plump tail in the palm of his hand, gently stroking it with his fingertips.
The soft little tail nestled in his palm, twitching in response to its owner’s trembling movements.
Even the fur on top was disheveled!
The beautiful little host certainly felt it; at first, he tried to hunch his shoulders and dodge, but only when things got out of hand did he softly ask the man not to touch his tail.
Only then was the excessive behavior interrupted.
Evan felt infuriated, unable to determine whether it was because he thought the man on the screen was shameless or because the one being touched wasn’t him.
This live stream lasted an hour and a half.
Evan sat through the whole thing, even leaving the comments section open, with all sorts of “wife” calls and the intimate, flirtatious actions on screen leaving their mark on his mind.
The usually somewhat shy Yan Chuan in front of him was also quiet during the live stream, appearing tense as he obediently played the role of the dealer.
When he spoke, he hardly dared to look at the camera, his voice thin, and paired with the bunny girl costume, he was notably captivating.
He seemed entirely different from the Yan Chuan who was usually cold towards Evan.
If Yan Chuan was usually indifferent in front of Evan, in the live stream, he transformed into a well-behaved and adorable little host.
He responded to the audience’s comments and made an effort to chat with others, under the ID “Little Bunny Sweetheart.”
But Evan desperately realized he couldn’t tear his gaze away.
Whether it was the slightly cold Yan Chuan or the adorable little host who was obedient in the live stream, he liked both.
Evan was hopeless.
He had become a desperate husband who would rather suffer in silence while watching his beautiful wife with a strong young man, just to prevent her from divorcing him.
Yet even in his despair, Evan couldn’t forget to finish watching the videos in the “Little Bunny Sweetheart” live stream.
He was eager to figure out in which live stream the photo of his wife in a maid outfit was from.
He accurately tracked down the video based on its release time, as it was the first night Yan Chuan stayed over at his place, during which he hardly slept well.
Despite being so cold towards him, he was willing to wear the maid outfit he bought for him. Evan was genuinely flattered at that moment.
He heard Yan Chuan mention that the leg rings were due to the marks Evan left not fading, apologizing without a hint of shame.
Looking back, it probably wasn’t for him; it was more about the audience wanting to see it.
He merely served as a supplementary figure, a sponsor providing clothing for the live streams.
Evan even didn’t know about the beautiful little employee during the live stream.
He was just lying in bed, blankly turning over, worrying that making noise would make Yan Chuan think he was not calm, unaware that the other was live streaming just a wall away.
Robotically, Evan clicked on the replay.
Fortunately, the comments during this session mentioned him, as he noticed Yan Chuan’s live stream background had changed.
Thus, Evan appeared in Yan Chuan’s live stream as “a boss exploiting his employees on a rest day,” “a lecherous old man with bad intentions,” “a man with ulterior motives clinging to his wife,” and “a friendly sponsor.”
Evan: …
It was a small victory; at least he was still the boss in the pretty little employee’s mouth, not “the pervert who enjoys touching other people’s legs.”
Evan felt he had found a little courage to keep watching.
In the frame, the cute little host, donning a mask, still showed a slightly flushed face, with watery eyes and a soft voice.
Evan’s fingertips twitched against the table.
That was him…
The mark he left.
Yan Chuan shot him a glare before entering the room, but that gaze couldn’t really be counted as a glare; it was more like a watery, adorable pout, completely lacking force.
Evan felt like he might just follow him into the room but was abruptly met with the door slamming shut, almost hitting him in the face.
At that time, he hadn’t yet realized. Now, looking back, Evan sensed the oddity.
After being put in such a situation, would they even continue with the live stream?
Suddenly, Evan recognized something was off.
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