"Black stockings!"
"...!"
"Black stockings!"
Chen Jincheng saw that most of the comnts in the livestream chat were about black stockings. It seed black stockings were what n really loved.
So, he also said into his phone, "Xiaobai, let’s go with black stockings. Oh, and you have to wear a miniskirt. Miniskirts and stockings are the best match. The shorter the better!"
"Get lost!" Jiang Xiaobai cursed before hanging up the voice call.
In the livestream chat, the fan bros were spamming "666" again.
"Jincheng knows what his bros want!"
"Look at our bro! He even lets us watch him pick up girls and gives us so fan service!"
"Jincheng still needs to hit on this girl? Didn’t he already ’love her most right before checking out’?"
"..."
Seeing his fan bros trying to figure out his relationship with Xiaobai, Chen Jincheng imdiately made a solemn declaration. "Guys, don’t talk nonsense. Xiaobai and I are really just normal friends!"
...
Jiang Xiaobai put down her phone, a little angry. ’Why should I have to wear stockings just because that scumbag Cheng told to? And a miniskirt on top of that?’ While she was thinking this, she had already picked out a stylish white blouse and a red miniskirt from her closet and started to change.
’Whatever, he’s the boss now!’
Then, she picked up a pair of black stockings and slowly pulled them onto her legs before slinging her bag over her shoulder and heading out of the residential complex.
It wasn’t long before she saw the scumbag Cheng’s car.
Chen Jincheng saw Jiang Xiaobai too. Her white blouse paired with a red miniskirt was a truly eye-catching sight. The slightly open collar accentuated the sexy lines of her collarbone. But the most crucial part was her long legs—on her 175cm fra—clad in sexy black stockings. It was enough to make anyone’s imagination run wild.
In his previous life, she was soone who could have been the hottest nightclub DJ goddess. Her figure was just that good.
He imdiately picked up his phone for the stream and aid the cara at Jiang Xiaobai as she walked toward the car.
The chat imdiately erupted with activity.
"Whoa, so Xiaobai is that tall! Look at those long legs!"
"I doubted Jincheng, but now I understand him. It would be a cri for legs that long not to be in stockings."
"Jincheng knows how to give us fan service!"
"..."
Jiang Xiaobai opened the car door and got in. Just as she was about to say sothing, she realized Chen Jincheng was livestreaming. At the sa ti, she noticed on her phone that she was getting notifications for new followers on her Tiao Yin account. There weren’t many, but the number was definitely increasing.
She understood now. The scumbag Cheng had her wear stockings and a miniskirt for the sake of the show’s entertainnt value. It was for her own good. How else was she supposed to attract new followers from his stream?
’Turns out I misunderstood him.’
’Thinking about it that way, that scumbag Cheng isn’t such a bad guy after all.’
"Xiaobai, how co you have so many pairs of stockings at ho?" Chen Jincheng asked teasingly after she got in the car.
He knew the fan bros in the chat would definitely love this topic.
He could tell from the livestream data.
Plus, his follower count was constantly growing. Passersby were getting drawn in, finding it interesting, and hitting the follow button.
The Ancestral Master didn’t exist in this world, and there were no dating-script livestreams yet.
As this world’s Ancestral Master, the appeal of him putting on a dating-script livestream was imnse.
Of course, the female lead of a dating script had to be beautiful. That was a prerequisite.
After all, what guy—even a scumbag—doesn’t fantasize about having a beautiful woman in his grasp, flirting ambiguously with her in the passenger seat just like this?
In any case, it was the kind of thing that could stir up a commotion in the hearts of his male compatriots.
And sure enough, after he asked Jiang Xiaobai about the stockings, the number of viewers in the stream began to increase rapidly.
The car headed toward a nearby mall. Along the way, he kept up the ambiguous chatter with Jiang Xiaobai, which kept the chat spamming "666."
When they stopped at a red light, the number of concurrent viewers had once again broken 10,000.
Before this, his stream had rarely ever broken 10,000 viewers.
Now, it seed almost effortless.
It was further proof that he was on the right track with this dating script.
Finally, they arrived at a mall and parked. He picked up his streaming phone and aid it again at Jiang Xiaobai’s long, stocking-clad legs. "Xiaobai, your legs look so good in stockings. I haven’t touched them yet. Can you let touch them?"
The viewers in the chat erupted in another wave of "666"!
What audacious words!
Worthy of the Ancestral Master!
"Here." By now, Jiang Xiaobai had already adapted to Chen Jincheng’s rhythm. Hearing his words, she proactively and boldly extended her long, stocking-clad leg toward him and said coquettishly, "Only once. You said you’d only touch it once!"
"Xiaobai, are you saying I can actually touch it many tis?" ’Chen Jincheng really wanted to give the girl a thumbs-up. This was exactly how a livestream script should be played.’
His hand also took the opportunity to land on Jiang Xiaobai’s stocking-covered thigh, right in the cara’s view. He didn’t forget to address his fan bros in the chat. "Brothers, I have to say, it feels incredible. So, when you see a girl near you wearing black stockings, if you want to touch, you have to say it. You guys learning?"
This scene made the fan bros in the chat call him a beast.
"Jincheng, is this sothing I can fucking learn?"
"I tried it. The girl next to slapped across the face!"
"..."
Chen Jincheng quickly pulled his hand back because a "vulgar content" warning had appeared on the stream. If he kept touching, he’d probably get temporarily banned.
"Let’s get out! Let’s go see what kind of clothes suit you inside the mall!" Chen Jincheng said to Jiang Xiaobai, getting out of the car with his phone in hand.
Jiang Xiaobai followed him out, also holding her phone. Her account was lurking in the scumbag Cheng’s livestream, so she could see what was happening in the chat. Right now, everyone was analyzing her relationship with him.
"He even touched her leg. This relationship must be getting serious!"
"I feel like the girl can’t escape Jincheng’s clutches!"
"Jincheng, can you please not be a scumbag to Xiaobai (sarcasm)!"
"..."
Chen Jincheng naturally saw the comnts in the chat and imdiately said again in a serious tone, "Guys, I already told you, Xiaobai and I are just really innocent friends. You don’t even believe your own bro now?"
"666, Jincheng’s mouth doesn’t just fool won, now it’s fooling n too."
"Right, right, ’innocent’ friends. I believe you’re very ’innocent’!"
"The most ’innocent’ relationship between a man and a woman is when you’re inside , and I’m inside you!"
"..."
Chen Jincheng just pretended not to see these comnts from his fans and turned to ask Jiang Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, as a friend, I still don’t know what kind of guys you like. Tell . Maybe I can introduce you to soone."
The mont he said that, the audience in the chat once again started calling him a beast. He was fucking trying to find soone to take over for him, wasn’t he?
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly said seriously, "He definitely has to be handso, taller than , and ideally, he should know how to sing!"
"Uh, why do I get the feeling you’re describing ?" ’Chen Jincheng had to admit, this girl had a talent for being an internet celebrity. She knew how to play along. This was exactly how a dating script was supposed to work.’
"So, can I?" Jiang Xiaobai imdiately asked in a coquettish voice.
"Xiaobai, I only see you as a good friend, but you want to be my girlfriend? You’re going too far!" Chen Jincheng imdiately put on a wary expression and subconsciously put so distance between himself and Jiang Xiaobai.
Seeing his disgusted reaction, even though she knew he was acting, Jiang Xiaobai felt an inexplicable surge of anger and went up to pound him with her little fists.
’That scumbag! He wasn’t so disgusted when he had her leg propped up on him!’
Seeing this, the audience in the livestream felt a strange mix of sweet and sour, like the sll of a budding romance. In truth, many fans guessed this was probably a scripted act, but why was it so addictive?
Why did that sweet and sour feeling feel so imrsive?
At that mont, Chen Jincheng had already led Jiang Xiaobai to the front of a clothing store.
Store Na: Your Fantasy Heart!
The na sounded quite elegant.
But when Chen Jincheng entered the shop, Jiang Xiaobai was dumbfounded. It was actually a lingerie store—the really embarrassing kind.
’That scumbag Cheng said he was taking her to buy a couple of outfits for a video, and he ant this kind of clothing?’
Of course, this was a place Chen Jincheng had specifically chosen. In his previous life, the two outfits that version of Jiang Xiaobai wore—the innocently seductive, strappy lace set and the black garter slip—were already pushing the platform’s review guidelines, with one leg practically over the line. It was easier to find the upper limits of acceptability in a lingerie store than to find the lower limits in a normal clothing store.
The livestream audience was also dumbfounded. The cara panned over a dazzling array of seductive apparel. So of the underwear was basically just three strings, enough to make anyone’s eyes go wide.
So when he said he was taking Xiaobai to buy a couple of outfits, he ant *this* kind of outfit?
Jincheng had changed. He’d been dangling the romantic content in front of them from the start, but only now was he shoving it in their faces.
But was this the kind of shit you could even stream?
Just as many people were having this thought, the entire livestream went black. The feed was gone.
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