Chapter 71 : An Ominous Premonition
71: An Ominous Premonition
Regarding livestreaming, this modern entertainment format of our current era.
As a contemporary university student, Su Mo was not unfamiliar with it—perhaps anyone proficient with smartphones wouldn't be unfamiliar with it.
After all, even if you don't want to watch livestreams, with the strange advertisement pages that pop up in phone apps, you'd occasionally get automatically redirected to livestreams.
Because in the dormitory, roommate Wei Yan always liked to watch beautiful girl livestreams with the volume on, Su Mo as an observer had been exposed to and understood some livestream content and general segments.
Understanding was one thing, but now looking at Lin Muyao sitting beside her, fiddling with her phone in preparation to start a livestream.
Although they had just practiced for a long time and had become familiar with how to address each other, and Lin Muyao had emphasized that she only needed to show her face briefly without performing any talents.
Even so, Su Mo, who had rarely spoken on stage since childhood, couldn't help but feel nervous thinking about appearing in a livestream soon. Her little heart went thump-thump~ beating non-stop, and even her two little white feet under the kotatsu couldn't help but adorably intertwine together.
Crunch crunch~ crunch crunch~
While Su Mo was extremely nervous, An Xiaoqian sat across from her at the kotatsu.
She kept eating spicy crayfish, with many crayfish shells already piled on the table in front of her.
At this moment, her fair and delicate doll-like face had some spicy oil stains from her vigorous shrimp-peeling motions, combined with her slightly puffed cheeks, adding a few touches of alluring cuteness to the scene.
However, An Xiaoqian's current adorable appearance contrasted with her inner state. Having watched her best friend and her wife interact closely for nearly 20 minutes, and now feeling completely ignored, a deep shadow of gloom couldn't help but cast over An Xiaoqian's heart.
Silently wiping her hands with a tissue, she lifted the kotatsu curtain and looked at Su Mo sitting with knees drawn up, her two little feet intertwined. An Xiaoqian's eyes flickered slightly.
Question: What to do when your disobedient wife ignores you?
Of course, educate her. As for how to educate?
Looking at the two people across from her, appearing ready to start livestreaming.
An Xiaoqian's small lips, stained with red oil, curved upward slightly. She silently extended a pair of soft little feet wrapped in white stockings under the kotatsu, reaching toward Su Mo, ready to launch a surprise attack at any moment...
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"Hu... hu... husband, if you're ready, I'll start now! 3... 2... 1"
Accompanied by Lin Muyao's cool voice mixed with a trace of shyness as her countdown ended, the livestream finally began.
"Hello, hello, everyone! Today is my birthday, thank you all for the birthday wishes you've sent me!"
As a Bilibili UP host with a small million followers plus studying performance major, Lin Muyao appeared very relaxed facing the livestream, as simple as drinking water or eating.
Listening to Lin Muyao's cool girlish voice in her ear as she began simple interactions with the audience, watching the harmonious barrage of "Goddess, happy birthday" messages streaming across the phone screen, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Originally nervous Su Mo, under Lin Muyao's influence, gradually returned her heartbeat to normal.
Seeming to notice that Su Mo's body was no longer tense, after chatting with fans for a while, Lin Muyao reached out at an angle the camera couldn't see and gently held Su Mo's little white hand—this was the little signal they had agreed on for appearing on camera.
Su Mo gently squeezed back Lin Muyao's little white hand in response, then saw Lin Muyao lightly turn the phone to film the dishes from a different angle.
"Hehe, tonight's dinner was made by my best friend. Everyone, take a look at how it is."
While filming the dishes, Lin Muyao inadvertently swept the phone camera past Su Mo.
Although the shot lasted only an instant, it was like a boulder thrown into a still pond—the originally harmonious barrage changed its tone because of this.
"Who is this man? Why is he sitting with my goddess?"
"Three minutes. Everyone in the livestream room, I want all information on this man."
"Am I the only one who thinks this person should be a younger brother?"
"Uh, the camera moved too fast for me to see clearly, but why do I feel like it might be a younger sister?"
"Above commenter, if your eyes aren't working, you can donate them to someone useful."
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Seeing the sudden surge of barrage comments, all pointing toward Su Mo as expected, Lin Muyao's almond eyes flickered slightly as she uncertainly asked.
"You all... saw that just now?"
Faced with Lin Muyao's "accidental" girlish surprised expression.
The next second, the barrage's calls to see Su Mo indeed became even louder.
Su Mo, sitting beside Lin Muyao, looked at the screen-filling barrage of "Let me see what the pig who's courting our goddess looks like." Her little heart, which had just calmed down, couldn't help but beat faster again. She felt that Lin Muyao's fans seemed quite aggressive.
Speaking of which, she wouldn't get jumped and beaten with sacks when walking on the street later, would she!
Following the little episode of Su Mo appearing on camera, although Lin Muyao "still" wanted to hide Su Mo's existence by changing the topic.
But as livestream audiences go, the more a streamer doesn't want to do something, the more the audience wants to see it—the main theme being rebellion, just like urging novel authors to crossdress.
In the end, Lin Muyao was still persuaded by the audience and turned the phone camera toward the nervous Su Mo, saying with cute apology mixed in her voice.
"Husband, sorry about that. I accidentally filmed you just now. Just say a little hello to the audience!"
While speaking, feeling Su Mo's hand holding hers was full of sweat and her body stiff as a little zombie, to help Su Mo relax and also to show intimacy.
Lin Muyao intimately linked arms and rested her head on Su Mo's shoulder. With the initial intention of helping Su Mo relax, she teasingly whispered to Su Mo's earlobe.
"Husband, you don't need to be so nervous. I won't eat you up."
Feeling Lin Muyao's soft feminine body pressing against her with its unique warmth, lightly breathing in the faint orchid fragrance around her, with warm breath carrying tingling sensations blowing in her ear.
All of this was exactly the intimate scene that Su Mo, as a boy, had once fantasized about having with a future partner.
But now, seeing her image appear in a livestream room filled with countless "aggressive" barrage comments.
At this moment, Su Mo felt like crying but had no tears, because this... this script wasn't what they had agreed on!
Originally, speaking in a livestream room was already quite difficult for introverted her.
Lin Muyao still had to embrace her so intimately and rest her head on her shoulder—wasn't this too intimate?
Resting on her shoulder was one thing, but why did she have to specifically blow air into her ear?
And the most, most, most, most infuriating thing was why her body was so uncooperative—why were her ears a sensitive spot? Wasn't that a bit too strange!!!
Oh no, her heart was beating so fast.
Hm? Her right eyelid was also twitching...
Why did she have such an ominous premonition?