Chapter 31: Exploding Popularity part 1
Bai Qi stood there, clutching the cloth strip in a daze, his emotions a tangled mess. For a moment, he was completely at a loss.
It wasn’t until Bo Yan chuckled and asked, “Are you planning to watch me put it on?” that he snapped back to reality.
Flustered, Bai Qi immediately turned his back, the tips of his ears burning bright red beneath his black hair.
The rustling sound of fabric shifting came from behind him. Since the black curtain obscured Bo Yan’s chest from the camera, the audience could only guess what was happening based on his movements.
However, Bo Yan’s expression remained calm. His exposed shoulders and chest barely moved, making it seem as though the sticker could be anywhere except there.
Bai Qi couldn’t tell where it was placed just by listening. His fingertips nervously fiddled with the black cloth strip before he tightly blindfolded himself, tying a knot at the back of his head.
With those overly clear, beautiful eyes covered, Bai Qi’s profile—with his red lips, snowy skin, and upturned nose—looked enchanting. He resembled a siren in the darkness, a spirit capable of easily igniting anyone’s desire.
Countless viewers were stunned, frantically taking screenshots. Many couldn’t help but wonder: could any man truly restrain himself while being touched by such a beauty? Even if that man was Bo Yan?
Even Bo Yan seemed unable to look away. Could it really be that there were no feelings involved?
While casual viewers were shocked, the Bo-Qi CP fans were nearly fainting from excitement in front of their screens.
At this moment, Bo Yan finally finished applying the sticker leisurely. He took Bai Qi’s hand, guiding him to stand directly in front of him.
Bai Qi felt insecure in the darkness. He followed Bo Yan’s movements, stepping forward, secretly relieved that it was just the two of them in the enclosure. Without the noise and gaze of others, he might not have been able to continue filming at all.
Exhale.
His fingertips were guided by Bo Yan toward the hem of his shirt. Then, Bo Yan released his hand and stood up straight, offering a rare, kind whisper of a hint: “It’s not on the outside.”
Not on the outside?
Bai Qi was startled. Was it stuck inside the clothes, or directly on his skin? Given the production team’s style, it was highly probable it was directly on the skin.
How could he do that?
Bai Qi clenched his teeth in embarrassment, his palms starting to sweat. But they were live, and he couldn’t delay. He had to grasp the hem of Bo Yan’s shirt and tentatively reach inside.
Bo Yan was incredibly hot, even through his clothes. The moment Bai Qi’s cool fingertips touched the scorching skin inside, the heat seemed ready to sear him.
His nose was filled with Bo Yan’s scent. Blinded, Bai Qi’s sense of touch became hypersensitive. Just gently resting his hand there felt excruciatingly difficult to endure.
He didn’t know why it was so hard to bear; his whole body felt unbearably hot.
Since he couldn’t feel the sticker just by resting his hand there, he had to carefully explore upwards along the muscle lines.
Lean, solid abdominal muscles instantly tensed against his palm. The skin was smooth and fine, the muscle contours fluid, and he could feel the terrifying power contained within.
No wonder he was so heavy.
Bai Qi felt like he was touching a statue carved from white jade. However, unseen by him, the “statue” was looking down with a gaze so deep it seemed it wanted to swallow him whole.
The temperature inside the black enclosure rose steadily.
This was actually the first time Bai Qi had touched Bo Yan like this. Although the texture was incredibly good, taking advantage of someone like this felt shameful—especially in front of so many people. He wondered if the audience would be angry.
He wanted to end this quickly, so his search speed unconsciously increased. Yet, from start to finish, it was all smooth skin; he couldn’t find the sticker.
His hand had no choice but to continue upward.
Bo Yan clenched his jaw. The fabric of his shirt bulged slightly at his chest, as if something had burrowed in and was moving around inside.
This scene made everyone watching blush.
Although Bo Yan hadn’t taken his shirt off, the outline of his pectoral muscles occasionally visible through the fabric suggested an amazing physique. Coupled with his fair, fine skin, it was hard to imagine how good he must feel to the touch.
What was more lethal was that Bai Qi’s hands looked so soft and tender, and his face was so beautiful. Seeing two such people being so intimate, the audience didn’t know who to envy more.
However, the person involved, Bai Qi, felt like he was doomed.
He didn’t know why, but his whole body was getting hotter. He couldn’t ignore the tactile sensation against his palm. He didn’t dare use force, nor did he dare be too light, yet after fumbling for ages, he still hadn’t found it.
He could feel Bo Yan’s heart beating faster and faster, his body temperature terrifyingly high. It scared Bai Qi so much he didn’t dare touch randomly anymore.
C-could it be on his legs?
Thinking of the production team’s mischievous nature, Bai Qi, his face burning, tremblingly bent down to reach for Bo Yan’s belt.
But being blindfolded made him inaccurate. The moment his fingers brushed against it, he recoiled in fright, nearly fleeing in panic.
It felt… it felt like he had bumped into something hard.
Oh god, did he have to continue?
Bai Qi’s breathing was completely chaotic. Bo Yan, meanwhile, had veins bulging on his forehead, exercising extreme restraint.
But the livestream continued. Bai Qi had to steel himself and reach for the belt again.
The audience watched as Bai Qi suddenly squatted down and disappeared from the screen, while Bo Yan frowned, looking down at himself.
【Ahhh! Doesn’t this look exactly like they are doing that?】 【I’m dying!!! The sticker isn’t really there, is it?! Can I please soul-swap with Bai Qi for a second!】 【I want to soul-swap with Bo Yan! I want to be touched by the School Beauty!】 【Please, just let me take one peek! Why is the production team’s black cloth so opaque? Shouldn’t it fall down right now?】
The bullet comments were terrifyingly dense.
“Enough.”
Bo Yan let out a low, raspy pant. Reaching the limit of his endurance, he caught Bai Qi’s hand just as it was about to reach into his pants, turned around, and placed the hand on his back instead.
Bai Qi let out a long sigh of relief.
Thank goodness Bo Yan called a stop. Otherwise, he truly wouldn’t have known what to do—he couldn’t actually go in there.
Following Bo Yan’s movement, he reached his back. The thin, resilient muscles of the back under his palm were pulled tight, the skeletal structure distinct. Bai Qi’s face flushed; he had forgotten about the back.
Holding his breath, he explored again. This time, his fingertips quickly encountered something unusual. It wasn’t smooth; instead, it had the slight roughness of paper. He had nearly missed the tiny dot.
Bai Qi felt like he was seeing a long-lost relative.
He hurried to pick at the edge, but it was stuck too tightly. He had to use his nails slightly, but fearing he would hurt Bo Yan, he tried to peel it off very, very gently and slowly, unaware that his actions bordered on teasing.
The audience only saw Bai Qi squatting there for a long time, doing who-knows-what, while the whites of Bo Yan’s eyes turned slightly red from holding back. The scene was as ambiguous as it could possibly be.
After an unknown amount of time, Bai Qi finally stood up cheering, the sticker in his hand.
The director’s team, watching the livestream numbers skyrocket backstage, couldn’t stop grinning.
Even though their show had always been popular, this was the first time they had reached such terrifying viewing figures. The director was so excited he felt hot all over and kept drinking water, congratulating himself over and over for inviting the big sponsor and his beautiful “wife.”
He really hated to let go of this massive traffic and considered livestreaming for three days and three nights with more tasks. However, looking at the big sponsor’s state, he knew it wasn’t appropriate. If they continued, he was genuinely afraid of offending him.
So, he reluctantly passed the mission.
Inside the changing room, a pile of clothes suddenly collapsed, revealing a pre-prepared exit behind them.
The lighting shifted from dim to bright, and the director’s voice echoed in everyone’s ears: “Congratulations to the two guests for succeeding! This livestream concludes perfectly!”
As his voice faded, he didn’t rattle off a list of closing remarks and sponsors like usual. Instead, he cut the livestream feed as if his pants were on fire, as if trying to cover something up.
The screen suddenly went black in front of the audience. Rather than dousing their enthusiasm, this clumsy attempt at concealment only fueled it further.
There was definitely something going on!
After being messed with by such a beauty, if Bo Yan could still hold back, he definitely wasn’t human. Even the director’s team must have noticed.
Many fans blushed furiously, endlessly fantasizing about what the two guests would continue doing inside after the broadcast ended. Many even stayed up all night writing fanfiction and creating content.
In an instant, the trending searches were dominated by their names. Screenshots and GIFs from the livestream circulated wildly, with many celebrities even expressing how much they loved this episode.
The official recorded version was uploaded quickly. The moment it landed on the website, views exploded, attracting a mass of casual viewers who hadn’t been paying attention before.
The Bo-Qi CP became famous, completely exploding across the internet.
Lin Feng, watching the overwhelming news online, began to panic.
He had expected Bai Qi to gain some popularity after the show, but he never imagined it would be this explosive—popular enough to scare him.
If the fan base became too massive, they could turn black into white. Who knew what capable people were hidden among them? He hesitated about whether to proceed with his original plan.
After thinking for a while, he started to get cold feet. Maybe he should let this bitch off for a few days and wait for the heat to die down before posting.
Absent-mindedly preparing to turn off his phone, he accidentally clicked into a trending topic and saw a GIF with hundreds of thousands of likes.
The GIF was dim. Bai Qi’s profile was as alluring as a demon’s. Blindfolded, he was squatting down towards Bo Yan’s lower body, while Bo Yan looked down, the veins on his neck sexy as hell.
The action in this image was incredibly ambiguous. In an instant, monstrous jealousy nearly drowned Lin Feng.
Why?
Lin Feng felt like he was going to explode with anger. The two scumbags who had pushed him away and abandoned him had actually gotten together just like that!
Why couldn’t it be him? Just because he didn’t have money? Or was it because he wasn’t as slutty as Bai Qi?
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