NOVEL WEB Chapter 44 - Aunt Yu Na’s Warm Breath
Chapter 44: Aunt Yu Na’s Warm Breath
“Ha! It’s all just excuses. Aren’t you just greedy for money? If you can add your big brother on WeChat, why not others?”
“Or is it that the money isn’t enough? Is this enough?”
As soon as these words were said, the livestream of “Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk” was bombarded with eight consecutive rockets.
Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk found herself in a difficult position.
The tone of the chat shifted dramatically.
Many viewers began spamming comments:
[“Wow, so many flying arrows. Newbie here—what’s the big occasion in this stream?”]
[“What big occasion? Someone’s spending big bucks trying to get the streamer’s WeChat!”]
[“Wow, this guy’s loaded. The streamer’s gonna make a fortune! Ten rockets are worth ten grand. If it were me, forget WeChat—I’d fly over to him tonight!”]
[“Ew, gross! As if anyone would want you, you creepy old man!”]
[“So, did the streamer give it to him?”]
[“Not yet! That’s why the guy keeps upping his game!”]
[“She’s not even a famous streamer, just a small-time one. How hard can it be to give out her WeChat? She’s just playing hard to get!”]
[“Exactly! And she’s saying her ‘big brother’ wouldn’t agree. What an excuse! How would he even know? Besides, having another big spender is a good thing, right? Sticking to just one will keep you broke forever. Broaden your horizons!”]
The influx of rockets brought a surge of viewers into the livestream, and the narrative in the chat shifted away from supporting the streamer to siding with the newcomer, whose username was “Zuo Shan Diao.”
Although the increase in viewers should have been a reason to celebrate, Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk couldn’t feel any joy. The atmosphere in her chat had changed, and she felt immense pressure.
Her main supporter wasn’t in the stream to help her out, and despite repeatedly explaining the rule of not adding viewers on WeChat, the newcomers were overwhelmingly supportive of the big spender.
Zuo Shan Diao, the newcomer, seemed determined to challenge her. No matter how she explained, he kept sending rockets every few minutes, each accompanied by the same comment: “Is this enough to get your WeChat?”
In an attempt to dissuade him, Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk turned off her beauty filter during the stream, hoping that the difference between her real appearance and the enhanced one would make him give up.
Unexpectedly, this backfired. The chat filled with compliments instead:
[“She’s still so pretty without the filter!”]
[“Even without the beauty effects, she could totally dominate the dance streaming scene. Props to her!”]
Instead of receiving the negative comments she anticipated, she was showered with praise.
To make matters worse, after she turned off the beauty filter, Zuo Shan Diao increased the frequency of his rockets from every few minutes to every single minute.
This left Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk in an even tougher spot.
Meanwhile, Cao Shaoyang had no idea about the drama unfolding in Chun Jiao’s stream.
Unknowingly, he had spent over an hour scrolling through *Douyin, when he finally heard a knock at the door.
[*video sharing app similar to tiktok.]
“Come in!”
The door opened, revealing a mature woman in the same professional blazer as before.
Before Cao Shaoyang could speak, she smiled apologetically and said, “Sorry to keep you waiting! There was an old customer I couldn’t turn down, and since you weren’t here yet, I went to her first. I hope you don’t mind.”
Cao Shaoyang shifted his gaze back to the TV and patted the seat next to him, signaling her to sit.
Without a word, the woman removed her heels and climbed onto the sofa barefoot. After a moment of hesitation, she nestled into his arms.
Cao Shaoyang gently patted her shoulder and said, “You don’t need to cover for your manager. She already told me everything. Don’t worry, I’m not petty—I won’t hold it against her.”
Although this was only their second meeting in person, they were already quite familiar with each other. Over the past month, they had exchanged countless WeChat messages and video calls, so the mature woman felt comfortable following his lead and leaning into his embrace.
“I knew you weren’t the petty type, Shaoyang,” she said softly.
“Hmm? Who said that? That’s a blatant lie about me,” Cao Shaoyang said, feigning seriousness. “I’m not generous at all. In fact, I’m quite petty. You stood me up today and made me wait for so long—I’m definitely holding a grudge.”
He playfully slapped the curve of the mature woman’s hips, his tone pretending to be strict.
Yu Na, however, wasn’t nervous or afraid. Instead, she giggled and leaned against him, her alluring eyes locking directly onto his. “Oh? Then what would Little Brother Shaoyang want Auntie to do to make it up to you and calm your anger?”
Her thin lips pursed together, forming an O-shaped gap, as she blew a warm, moist breath directly onto his bare chest.
The steamy sensation sent a shiver across Cao Shaoyang’s skin, goosebumps forming instantly.
With a swift movement, he flipped over, pressing her down beneath him. Amid her half-hearted protests and coquettish gasps, he took control of the moment.
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