Feng Xuan was unaware that the livestream was still ongoing. After all, he had always been a little bird living in the White Jade Capital, oblivious to the intricacies of human high-tech schemes. It was like those pop-up ads on the internet; no matter where you thought you clicked, you would never escape the endless tricks of the capitalists.
He lay in Qi Zhuoyu’s embrace, feeling a bit sleepy. But with half-lidded eyes, he didn’t truly fall asleep. Instead, he murmured, “Senior brother, why aren’t you kissing me today?”
The high-definition camera in the room was paired with a top-notch audio device, and although Feng Xuan’s voice was soft, his words were crystal clear to the online audience:
“I’ll only say this once, don’t go too far (smoking)”
“@Qi Zhuoyu, I’m asking you one last time, where did you hire your wife? If I don’t get my beautiful face and noble character back today, everything will be ruined…”
“Damn, were those daily routines they showed us earlier just acting? Are these two lovey-dovey couples for real???”
“You motherf*cker (clenched fist), why are they acting like us when they’re both men?”
“From today onwards, I want the scripts for the BL dramas in the entertainment industry to be written with this level of sweetness, OK?”
“Why isn’t such a cute wife mine? I’m so jealous…”
Qi Zhuoyu glanced at the camera as if unintentionally and whispered, “I’ll kiss you in a moment.”
Bullet comments:
“Am I having another illusion? Why do I feel like the rebel looked at the camera?”
“Hehe… Do you believe him? He’s an award-winning actor, and his wife doesn’t seem to understand the livestream mechanism. Do you think he doesn’t know how to bully the entertainment industry after three years?”
“Don’t ask. Asking means deliberately suspecting that he’s showing off his wife to his father, and Father’s fist is really clenched!!!”
“Oh.” Feng Xuan didn’t ask anything else, but he felt that the big devil was acting strangely.
The habit of sticking together and kissing before taking a nap was something Qi Zhuoyu had cultivated in him, and he felt a little uncomfortable when it suddenly disappeared one noon.
Feng Xuan found a comfortable position in Qi Zhuoyu’s embrace and prepared to sleep.
After a while, he opened his eyes and tugged at Qi Zhuoyu’s collar—to be honest, Feng Xuan used to love pulling Qi Zhuoyu’s long hair, but it was inconvenient now that it was short.
Tugging at the collar was a particularly intimate and possessive gesture.
If anyone else had tugged at Qi Zhuoyu’s collar like that, they would have lost their life. But when Feng Xuan did it, Qi Zhuoyu only tilted his head in response. “Hmm?”
The guests went live in the livestream room of a popular variety show called “The One At My Home.” The popularity and traffic were enormous. There were even agents who specifically asked teachers to teach artists how to gain traffic and grab the camera in the livestream room.
Therefore, the other pairs of guests had arranged very rich live content.
Only Qi Zhuoyu dared to livestream his nap in such a live variety show.
Unexpectedly, this out-of-the-blue content attracted contemporary netizens even more.
The popularity of the livestream remained high.
Even passersby who had heard of it came to watch at the end.
So, the essence of human beings is to be cheap.
People don’t like well-prepared live scripts; they love social death and accidents!
As soon as Qi Zhuoyu finished speaking, the bullet comments started:
“As soon as Father came in, he heard the rebel speaking in a bubble voice (smoking.jpg”
“The last male artist who dared to tug at your collar had a grand funeral in the entertainment industry. What does your wife have to say about that?”
“To be honest… Am I the only one who thinks Qi Zhuoyu’s bubble voice is quite nice… (I have double standards, and I’m guilty! !”
“Well. After all, the completion of scumbag voices basically depends on looks…”
“Isn’t your character setting the rolling king in the entertainment industry?? Have you changed careers to become a parenting daddy on Baobao Tree now???”
“Damn, wait for me, sisters from before. I just realized that the great demon and his wife’s way of getting along is like raising a daughter!! (Ecstatic mud sculpture.jpg”
Feng Xuan knew nothing about bullet comments. He maintained the action of tugging at the collar, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Yes.”
The boy paused for a moment. “I think Senior brother, should kiss me.”
Qi Zhuoyu looked at him, a mischievous smile in his peach blossom eyes. “Why?”
Feng Xuan explained to him: “You used to kiss me. If you don’t kiss me now, I won’t be able to fall asleep.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The bullet comments reacted faster than Qi Zhuoyu:
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
“Motherf*cker. I really mean it. Kiss him!!!”
“@Qi Zhuoyu, don’t force me to press your head down. Didn’t you hear your wife asking you to kiss him?”
“Have you quit drugs? How can you stand this?”
“Men who don’t like kissing their wives can give their wives to those who need to kiss them!!!”
“Qi Zhuoyu, you little brat… I’m tired of saying how lucky you are…”
“Please… Can the wife be hired? I’ll die if I can’t get him…”
Qi Zhuoyu probably didn’t expect Feng Xuan to say that.
His eyes dimmed for a moment. “Do you think the livestream is not going well?”
Feng Xuan shook his head. “I don’t think it’s going badly.”
He was quite clear-headed. “I feel like I can’t be held by Senior brother all the time.”
He yawned. “… Walking is so tiring.”
After all, he was just a little bird baby.
In the White Jade Capital, he used to fly, but now he always relies on the big devil to carry him!!
Going down to the mortal realm once.
He really suffered a lot from walking!
Qi Zhuoyu pinched his face and smiled, “What should we do then?”
Feng Xuan looked at him.
Qi Zhuoyu’s voice came. “Should Senior brother make up for it now?”
Feng Xuan paused, nodded, and muttered a reminder, poking his chest: “This is what you originally owed me.”
Feng Xuan tilted his head back, asking for a kiss.
Qi Zhuoyu laughed again.
Under the gaze of countless expectant eyes—
The livestream was completely shut down.
Bullet comments:
“??????”
“Bastard——!!!”
****
“I feel like someone is cursing you behind your back.”
Feng Xuan suddenly blurted out.
Divine consciousness perception online!
“There are few people who don’t curse me behind my back.” Qi Zhuoyu kissed him on the lips, not deeply, just a warm suckle, with the tip of his tongue touching and then parting.
The man’s hand was on his nape, rubbing it now and then.
It was a very intimate gesture, and Feng Xuan felt so comfortable being kneaded that he wanted to sleep.jpg
“Don’t you like livestreaming?” Qi Zhuoyu suddenly asked.
This question had already been asked earlier.
Feng Xuan didn’t know why Qi Zhuoyu was asking again.
Qi Zhuoyu continued, “If you don’t like it, then don’t participate.”
Here it comes, the demeanor of a demon consort who holds sway over the decadent emperor.
Even after thousands of years, this little demon consort’s character setting still lingers in his mind!
No, he shouldn’t be called a demon consort now.
In the past few days, Feng Xuan had learned from the internet that such a bewitching younger brother-in-law was usually referred to as the most mischievous sister-in-law in the entertainment industry.
If Qi Zhuoyu still had fans.jpg
“Then forget it.” Feng Xuan snuggled in his arms. “I think this is fine too.”
He suddenly threw a curveball at Qi Zhuoyu. “As long as I’m with Senior brother, I can do anything.”
Feng Xuan was not lying.
Before he met Qi Zhuoyu, his life in the White Jade Capital had been very boring. This had cultivated his indifferent personality, and his first reaction to any problem was to attempt suicide.
Later, after meeting Qi Zhuoyu, his peaceful life was finally stirred up.
Feng Xuan realized that there were such magnificent rivers, exquisite lanterns, majestic mountains, and vast seas in the mortal realm.
His father had told him before.
Life is actually meaningless.
What gives it meaning.
Are the people we encounter in life.
Feng Xuan didn’t understand before.
But now, he felt that he understood.
Qi Zhuoyu remained silent for a few seconds, just staring at him, his eyes filled with emotions that Feng Xuan couldn’t comprehend.
Fearing that Qi Zhuoyu was still worried that he didn’t like it, Feng Xuan quickly explained, “I don’t dislike it either.”
As if remembering something, Feng Xuan hesitated for a moment and consoled him, “And when you were young, wasn’t Rahu very mean to you?”
Qi Zhuoyu: ?
Why bring up Rahu out of the blue?
Connecting it to Feng Xuan’s unusual train of thought.
Qi Zhuoyu had a vague sense of foreboding.
As expected, the next second, Feng Xuan spoke very seriously. “Now, you have so many fathers on the internet.”
He seemed to be making a serious suggestion to Qi Zhuoyu. “It feels like we can pick one with a good temper to be your father.”
Qi Zhuoyu: “……”
He didn’t feel like wasting more words with Feng Xuan, so he wisely sealed his lips with a kiss.
Unbeknownst to them, the sofa where they were resting had moved from inside the room to the floor-to-ceiling window, outside of which was a semi-enclosed large balcony.
Although they were in the city center, the privacy measures of the villa that Qi Zhuoyu had bought were excellent. The villa was surrounded by water on all sides, and the plot ratio between the villas was extremely low, so one could hardly see any neighbors when looking out.
Feng Xuan, pinned beneath Qi Zhuoyu on the sofa, soon found it difficult to resist.
He pushed Qi Zhuoyu away to catch his breath, only to be met with an even more clingy assault.
And as they kissed, Qi Zhuoyu’s hands began to wander.
Feng Xuan’s clothes for summer were already thin, and Qi Zhuoyu quickly peeled off most of them.
The plain white cotton t-shirt was pushed up past his waistline.
Revealing a slender waist that could almost be encircled by one arm.
Blindingly white.
Almost as captivating as the legs that had been hanging from his waist that morning.
The fire that had not been completely extinguished earlier seemed to be rekindled.
When Feng Xuan realized what was happening, Qi Zhuoyu was already pressing down on his hip bone.
This familiar position made him instantly aware of what was about to happen.
“Senior brother.” Feng Xuan’s lips still bore the traces of their deep kiss, and he whispered, “Someone might see us. How about we go to the bedroom?”
“No.” Qi Zhuoyu refused outright, whispering, “Didn’t Xiao Qi say that as long as he’s with Senior brother, he can do anything?”
Feng Xuan: “……”
He didn’t mean doing this!
Senior brother, don’t twist his words!
“What are you afraid of? If anyone dares to look at you, I’ll gouge out their eyes.” Qi Zhuoyu suddenly spoke harshly.
Feng Xuan: … It’s not that serious! It’s the era of rule of law, thank you!
In the end, Feng Xuan failed to resist.
And his afternoon nap was completely ruined.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the hot breath they exhaled formed clouds of condensation.
Leaving some faintly visible fingerprints.
Although they were kneeling on the thick carpet, Feng Xuan’s delicate knees still scraped off some skin.
By the time they returned to the bedroom, he was too tired to fall asleep.
The big devil carried him back.
Qi Zhuoyu didn’t know where his strange interest came from.
He insisted on twisting Feng Xuan’s head, forcing him to look at the bustling downtown area in the distance.
Feng Xuan was so scared that he almost lost all his strength.
His physical reaction was also very obvious, causing Qi Zhuoyu to breathe shallowly several times.
With all the commotion, several hours had passed.
Feng Xuan’s usual one-hour nap had turned into an entire afternoon of sleep.
Fortunately, the first day of “The One At My Home” only required them to livestream in the morning.
In the afternoon, the production team struck while the iron was hot and finally released the uncensored version of the preview from last time.
At the same time, they teased an unexpected small livestream with a special guest who would join them by phone.
It could be said that the audience had just emerged from the morning’s program and rushed straight to the new preview.
Netizens expressed that during the lockdown, they had never been so eager to get up early to grab groceries.
While “The One At My Home” was livestreaming, the discussion on various Weibo and forums remained high.
There were those who shipped the couples, those who were vertically attracted to the show, and those who were gods analyzing the personalities of the guests based on different livestream rooms.
Where there were analysis posts, there would be arguments.
The most obvious example was the couple, Xu Qingming and Cao Ren. Cao Ren had always played the role of a devoted husband to cash in on the CP craze, and it seemed that he intended to continue this persona in “The One At My Home.”
However, the first scene in the livestream room was a bit of a giveaway. For example, his cooking skills were not very good, and he was not as quick and efficient as Xu Qingming.
There was also the loving lunch box he brought when visiting Xu Qingming on set.
Most of the dishes were ones that Xu Qingming didn’t like to eat, and even the fans noticed that Xu Qingming picked out a lot of green peppers and scallions.
There was also the fact that Xu Qingming either didn’t like the taste or found it too unappetizing to eat, so he picked out some dishes, intending to show his affection by feeding Cao Ren, but Cao Ren smiled and avoided it.
Although it was done politely, the high-definition camera still captured Xu Qingming’s slightly forced smile.
Of course, fans later washed Cao Ren’s reputation by saying that he had mysophobia, which led to another war of words.
Usually, without comparison, it would be fine.
But compared to Qi Zhuoyu’s meticulous daily routine of taking care of his wife in the livestream room.
