bestfiction Chapter 168 Qi Yu must be playing himself?
Chapter 168 Qi Yu must be playing himself?
When he said this, Qi Yu wished he could stick his whole body to Bai Luochuan.
There's absolutely no need for singing.
Bai Luochuan stated.
Qi Yu standing there was already a human-shaped poison.
Is there any need for any further seduction?
Bai Luochuan swallowed hard.
Thinking of his own benefit, he blinked and said, "You can really sing?"
Qi Yu nodded.
Leaning against Bai Luochuan, he slowly said, "Not only can I sing, but I can also play some simple instruments. If you'd like, I can give you a proper demonstration another day."
Bai Luochuan:! ! !
My mind is already filled with all sorts of explicit and violent content.
He hates being in this live-streamed variety show now!
If I could go home...
Just the two of them, happily experiencing all three activities! Bai Luochuan couldn't even imagine how much fun he would have!
His eyes were practically blazing with fire.
Bai Luochuan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away non-existent drool. Then, suddenly, he started cursing at zero frames per second: "Damn it, that stupid game really doesn't know how to make any money! If they gave us more of these kinds of dates in the game, I would definitely spend a ton of money! Even Director Liu can do it, but the game can't, how stupid is that!"
Qi Yu was both amused and exasperated.
He actually wanted to remind Bai Luochuan to reflect on his actions. Even if the role-playing dates he wanted didn't happen, it wouldn't stop him from spending money like crazy in the game and supporting a game company all by himself, right?
Bai Luochuan was still muttering and cursing.
The scene over there changed.
The second group's performance also began.
It is universally recognized as the "succubus" venue that is most likely to elicit screams.
And just as most viewers guessed.
Yang Qingfeng and his team chose the most ordinary and least error-prone role assignments.
Yang Qingfeng plays a celibate professor.
Lan Muxing is a "succubus".
Perhaps to prevent the show from failing to pass censorship, Lan Muxing's black bodysuit looked alluring, but in reality, it wasn't overly revealing at all.
But it's precisely this sense of partial concealment that adds to the allure. It perfectly accentuates Lan Muxing's already flawless figure, showcasing it flawlessly in front of the camera.
The little devil's tail behind him swayed with his movements, with a red heart pattern at the front, as if afraid that his identity had not been clearly revealed.
They also wore red devil horns on their heads.
Lan Muxing smiled.
This is completely different from her usual innocent and pure "white flower" persona.
He is now clearly the very embodiment of the alluring demon from the story.
But his attire is different.
It's clearly meant to create a strong contrast.
Yang Qingfeng, standing to the side, was dressed in a sharp suit, with the top button fastened and his tie perfectly tied, even the tie clip was neatly fastened to his chest.
He sat in a wooden armchair, pushed up his monocle on the bridge of his nose, and stared intently at the book in his hands, seemingly uninterested in the demon right in front of him.
But since he is a demon, he will not be given the chance to be indifferent for long.
Long, slender fingers touched the book.
Lan Muxing smiled and moved closer to Yang Qingfeng.
His lips were almost touching the other's ear, maintaining that ambiguous posture, when he asked softly, "Professor, why are you still reading so late?"
"Adults have many things to do at night."
"Isn't it a waste of time to stay here all the time?"
His voice was sweet and cloying.
It was as if every word was hooked, making a straightforward invitation to Yang Qingfeng.
Yang Qingfeng looked up.
His facial expression remained unmoved.
Even the movements didn't change much.
He simply uttered two words coldly: "Get out of the way."
No further elaboration is needed.
The taste of abstinence has been fully revealed.
The fans in the live stream were already screaming wildly in the chat.
Lan Muxing didn't stop moving. Instead, she took a step forward, knelt on Yang Qingfeng's thigh with one leg, and then slowly leaned forward, pressing her upper body against Yang Qingfeng's chest.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
Lan Muxing lowered her head once again.
A light, almost imperceptible kiss brushed across Yang Qingfeng's cheek. His fingers slowly moved back, climbing over her shoulders and wrapping around her neck.
The man sat in place.
There was silence for a good ten seconds.
Finally, as Lan Muxing's kiss brushed against his ear once more, Yang Qingfeng stood up, carrying her, and walked towards the room behind him.
The production team called a halt when the two people entered.
The gates closed.
The comments section was filled with such excitement that people were practically going crazy.
[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! My rational mind tells me they're acting! But my mind won't allow it! I'm enjoying their performance so much! I want to jump into the screen and shove them down with me!]
[Waaaaah, why didn't they even kiss once from beginning to end?! The atmosphere was already so intense! What's wrong with a kiss?!?!]
[Oh no, I'm starting to think Lan Muxing and Yang Qingfeng are really a great couple...]
[No! No way! I'm a die-hard fan of Lan Muxing and Chu Zhu! I can't switch allegiances! But it's so sweet! I promise! I'll only sneak a bite!]
[Director Liu, you deserve to be honored at the Imperial Ancestral Temple!!! Seeing this so late at night! My dreams will be filled with sweetness!!!]
[If these two fake couples have gone this far, I can't even imagine how much more obsessed my real-life couple will be!]
[Next up, Qi Yu can finally play himself! Isn't he the commander? He can really have some fun!]
[I think so too!!! Qi Yu is usually such a simp on the show! This time he can finally be a sadist! I'm really looking forward to it!]
The comments section was buzzing with excitement.
It's not just the audience.
The production team is also quite looking forward to it.
The scene shifts to the room where Bai Luochuan and Qi Yu are performing.
Unlike the other two rooms, which were brightly lit.
This time, the room's main color scheme is dark.
All the lights were turned off, except for a few candles lit near the center, whose flickering flames made the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
At the center of the candle, like a carefully prepared gift awaiting unwrapping, sat Qi Yu, sitting in an iron chair.
He lowered his head.
Her long silver hair hung down her sides, giving her a somewhat dejected air.
His clothes were somewhat disheveled.
His hands were tied behind his back on the chair.
His legs were also bound by thick iron chains, imprisoning him in the chair, as if afraid that if he were given even the slightest opening, he would have a chance to escape.
Besides.
He was also wearing a collar around his neck.
The long rope dragged on the ground, as if waiting for its owner to come closer and firmly grasp everything in its hands.
The picture freezes.
Seemingly sensing that the camera had been turned on, Qi Yu looked up and headed towards it.
But the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
He let out a long, satisfied sigh.
He said, "Commander, you've finally arrived. I've been waiting for so long."