Chapter 2
Chapter 2
The guy froze for a moment, then quietly let out a breath of relief.
His voice was brimming with barely contained happiness.
“I thought I was going to get yelled at like the comments said.”
The corner of my mouth stiffened.
“That’s only because they were full-full of bias against me. I’ve always had a great temper.”
The comment section could not sit still.
[Who? Who has a great temper?]
[Translation: she was about to say we were full of crap.]
[I object. Why isn’t he getting yelled at?]
[What the hell, then what am I, the one who got called dumber than a pig?]
[We both didn’t know how, but when it was me, it was “you don’t even know how to request a mic…”]
[So what, being handsome makes him special?]
[Sister Chao probably thinks this pretty boy has something good on him.]
With every sweet “sister” he called me, I gradually lost myself. The more I looked, the more pleasing he was to the eye.
But since I was still livestreaming, I had to get down to business.
I walked him through how to flip the camera, step by step.
Only when the camera turned around and that handsome face vanished from view did I reluctantly, yet inevitably, ask:
“Little brother, what do you want your sister to look at?”
A small wooden table appeared on the screen. The background looked like a roadside snack shop.
On the tabletop sat two very ordinary empty bowls.
The young man reached out and pointed at them, his voice guilty.
“Sister… are these bowls worth anything…?”
His fingers were clean and slender.
Like translucent white jade.
Even though I could tell at a glance they were junk, I still kept my patience.
“Flip the bowl over and let me see the bottom.”
His large hand gripped the rim of the bowl. When he exerted force, pale blue veins surfaced on the back of his hand.
Very pretty.
I had always liked pretty things.
“There are words on it, right? Read them for me, little brother.”
“Mi… microwave safe…”
After he finished, the camera trembled with a complete lack of confidence.
I had not even reacted yet.
The comment section was already losing it again.
[He’s definitely getting yelled at this time, right?]
[Hahahahaha, microwave safe.]
[Sister Chao, he obviously grabbed those at random. He didn’t prepare anything and still dared to request a mic.]
[He’s messing with you this badly. If you still don’t scold him, there’s no excuse.]
[Hurry up and ask if his brain got caught in a door.]
[Guaranteed scolding. Sister Chao only smiles at one kind of person-someone who has good stuff and is willing to sell it to her.]
Even the young man himself held his breath, his fingers pinching the rim of the bowl and rubbing it uneasily.
But my expression remained perfectly normal.
Not only did I not get angry, I was even in the mood to joke.
“Of course they’re useful. Take the bowl to the rice noodle shop owner and you can get a free refill.”
“Oh, oh. Can… can I?”
The young man’s tone was a little surprised, and even a little overwhelmed by the favor.
Two seconds later.
The comment section completely exploded:
[What the hell, this double standard is insane! Where is justice?!]
[He still didn’t get scolded after that? Compared to him, I was wronged, Sister Chao.]
[Sister Chao, wake up already.]
[You can’t play favorites like this. People don’t resent having too little; they resent unfairness!]
[If he doesn’t get scolded, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.]
[Stop talking. I can see her soul has already been hooked away by this pretty boy.]
It had not been hooked away yet.
But it was getting close.
I dragged my handsome little brother into chatting about everything under the sun.
“Little brother, show me the sky.
“Little brother, show me your surroundings.
“Little brother, show me the rice noodles in your bowl.”
Little Brother was very obedient. He did whatever I asked.
…
“Little brother, flip the camera back around. Let me see what you’re wearing today.”
That handsome face reappeared on the screen.
I was satisfied again.
“Little brother, are the rice noodles good?”
He nodded obediently. “They’re good, sister.”
I licked my lips and teased him:
“Are they really that good? I want a taste too.”
The comments instantly streamed by:
[Sister Chao, don’t be a pervert!]
[So this is what you’re really like, Sister Chao!]
As if he had thought of something, the young man’s gaze drifted, and the tips of his ears began to flush red.
“Y-you can. I’ll treat you, sister.”