TYMRHBDES Chapter 156
TYMRHBDES Chapter 156
As Jiang Luoluo turned around, Pei Yu immediately snapped out of his reverie and withdrew his overly intense gaze.

He watched Jiang Luoluo, wrapped in his clothes, and a profound sense of satisfaction swelled within him.
That small body, enveloped in his clothes and completely surrounded by his scent, would gradually absorb his essence into every inch of his skin.
It felt like he was being utterly possessed by him.
The mere thought sent shivers down Pei Yu’s spine, like the soft lick of a kitten’s tongue, a tingling sensation spreading through his entire body.
He stared at the petite figure in the passenger seat, his heart pounding uncontrollably, as if it might burst from his chest.
Jiang Luoluo clutched his sleeve, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Just moments ago, when he had turned his back to change, he had sensed an intensely burning gaze on him, almost scorching him.
But when he glanced back, Pei Yu was his usual composed self.
‘I must have been imagining things .’
Jiang Luoluo lowered his head slightly, gazing at his toes. With his hands resting on his knees, he asked softly, “Should we head back now?”
Pei Yu suddenly leaned closer, his cool, pleasant scent enveloping Jiang Luoluo completely.
In the dim moonlight, they were so close that their breaths mingled audibly.
Jiang Luoluo could feel Pei Yu’s warm breath brushing against his forehead, teasing him.
He clenched his fingers nervously, his heart pounding in his chest.
Pei Yu was truly, truly close this time.
Without even looking up, Jiang Luoluo could sense Pei Yu’s lips drawing nearer, as if another inch would press them against his forehead.
He held his breath, afraid to even exhale, waiting for Pei Yu’s next move.
Pei Yu’s cool fingers gently cupped his chin, slowly tilting his head upward.
Though this wasn’t the first time Pei Yu had kissed him, Jiang Luoluo was unprecedentedly nervous.
All previous kisses had occurred when Pei Yu still believed Jiang Luoluo was a girl.
Since realizing he was a boy, Jiang Luoluo had never experienced such intimate gestures again.
His eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, his eyelids fluttering nervously.
Pei Yu’s breath grew closer, sliding down from his forehead until their lips were about to touch.
Just as they were about to meet, the buzzing of a vibrating phone suddenly rang out, abruptly halting Pei Yu’s movements.
The intimate atmosphere shattered, and both men snapped back to reality as if waking from a dream.
Pei Yu casually fastened Jiang Luoluo’s seatbelt, pretending nothing had happened. He then heard Jiang Luoluo’s voice, slightly higher than usual and filled with surprise:
“It’s Jiang Wei! How did you get my contact information?”
After listening to the other person’s reply, Jiang Luoluo’s eyes curved into a smile. “It’s okay, I wasn’t hurt anyway~”
Pei Yu’s deep, phoenix-shaped eyes flickered upward. Just as he was about to make a sarcastic remark about Jiang Wei, Jiang Luoluo’s voice rang out, cheerful and delighted:
“I have Pei Yu~ He’ll protect me~”
The dark clouds that had been gathering in Pei Yu’s heart seemed to vanish as if swept away by a sudden gust of wind. He lifted his eyelids slightly, a faint smile flickering in his eyes.
‘ At least he has some conscience .’
***
By the time Jiang Luoluo got home, it was already late. He immediately rushed to take a shower.
When he emerged in his pajamas, Pei Yu had already instructed the housekeeper to prepare dinner.
Jiang Luoluo hastily ate a few bites before hurrying to start his livestream.
As he opened the streaming app, he patted his chest and took several deep breaths.
So much had happened today: first, Pei Yu retweeted his Weibo post, then Jiang Wei cheered him on. Both were titans in their respective fields, and their support had undoubtedly drawn immense public attention.
Tonight’s livestream was likely to attract a larger audience than usual.
Last night’s peak concurrent viewership had been 32,000. Tonight, it might even surpass 100,000.
He tapped the “Start Livestream” button, entering the streaming interface.
His face suddenly appeared on the screen, then froze abruptly.
Jiang Luoluo poked the phone screen, but it remained stuck on “Loading.”
After a long pause, the screen flickered, and the video finally adjusted itself.
As viewers flooded into the chat, Jiang Luoluo greeted them with a casual “Hello everyone” and glanced at the viewer count in the upper right corner.
His head tilted slightly, his mouth forming a perfect “O” as his expression shifted from astonishment to adorable bewilderment.
Online viewers: 1.28 million!
And the numbers were still skyrocketing:
1.35 million!
1.49 million!
1.62 million!
***
The beautiful face on the screen remained frozen for four or five seconds before snapping back to reality. He gently asked the livestream audience, “Excuse me… did you all come to the wrong stream?”
“Hahahaha, wrong stream! He’s so cute!”
“Come see the human Daji!”
“So this is the face that made the two biggest male gods in the entertainment and sports industries fall head over heels!”
“Holy shit! He’s absolutely stunning! So beautiful!”
“With a face like that, does he even need to do suggestive content? I’m already hard, okay?!”
“Never thought I’d see the day! Pei Yu, that arrogant and aloof guy, actually sticking up for someone else! Boyfriend material through the roof! Amazing!!!”
“Just friends, okay? Stop shipping them! Our Teacher Pei is straight!”
“Come check out our sister-in-law! So delicate and soft! Can he even handle Brother Jiang’s dog-like waist?”
“Fuck! Some fans were calling him an ordinary little streamer? If this is ordinary, then screw you all!”
“If I had his looks, I’d walk sideways everywhere!”
“Holy shit! If I had his looks, I’d slap every dog that crossed my path!”
***
The livestream chat was a blur of messages, each one vanishing as quickly as it appeared.
Gifts of all sizes flooded the screen in a relentless stream.
In the blink of an eye, the most expensive gift in the livestream was spammed repeatedly. Beside the gift icon was a basketball avatar, followed by Jiang Wei’s full name.
“Brother Jiang! It’s Brother Jiang!!”
“Holy shit! He timed it perfectly! Jiang Wei himself!”
Jiang Luoluo mimicked the mannerisms of streamers he had observed in the past, thanking Jiang Wei profusely and expressing his gratitude for his support earlier that day.
High-level accounts with numerous gifts displayed distinct visual effects when commenting.
Jiang Wei: “No need to thank me.”
Jiang Wei: “Ms. Xu Lu and I have never been in a relationship. She pursued me in the past, but I declined. My fans are well aware of this.”
Jiang Wei: “I hope everyone will refrain from misinterpreting my personal life and from verbally attacking Jiang Luoluo. He has absolutely nothing to do with this matter and is completely innocent.”
“Tsk tsk tsk /watching the drama”
“See that? He’s completely defending him.”
“No way! I thought everyone was just joking! But judging by this, Jiang Wei actually seems like he’s seriously pursuing him?”
Jiang Wei was about to explain when the screen erupted with another flurry of gifts.
“Holy shit! Yesterday’s top donor is back!”
“Give it up, man! Brother Jiang is chasing someone. Show him some respect!”
But their comments only seemed to fuel the other party’s gifting spree.
A cascade of gifts from the user “Xi” instantly knocked Jiang Wei off the top spot, restoring Xi to the number one position on the leaderboard.
Jiang Luoluo smiled sweetly at the familiar username.
Just as he began to thank Xi, the username flashed and changed to “Little Fox.”
Jiang Luoluo surreptitiously patted the base of his spine to confirm his tail was still hidden. Only then did he resume his broadcast:
“Today, I’ll teach you how to make an easy plum wine. Sipping plum wine in the summer breeze—the flavor is absolutely divine~”
In another room, Pei Yu held his phone in one hand, his slender fingers resting lazily on the back. He watched the live stream of Jiang Luoluo making plum wine.
The freshly washed plums, still glistening with water, were held in those excessively pale hands, radiating the crisp freshness of midsummer.
Rounded, delicate fingernails gripped the glass bottle’s rim, their alluring pink hue radiating a youthful innocence that sparked endless fantasies.
‘ If that hand were gripping my arm…’
Pei Yu’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice as he resumed silently sending gifts.
Jiang Wei, however, seemed determined to compete. Pei Yu sent gifts, and Jiang Wei sent gifts right back, the two locked in a fierce, competitive battle that rivaled a war.
Jiang Luoluo stuffed the green plums into the glass bottle. When he looked up, the screen still showed the two men furiously sending gifts, just as it had when he’d last glanced away.
Wiping a stray water droplet from his cheek with the back of his hand, he said softly to the screen:
“Everyone’s here to watch me make food. You don’t really need to keep sending gifts…”
Jiang Wei stared at the small face on the screen, grinning foolishly. He tapped a few times on his phone:
“I want to be closer to you.”
In the upper-left corner of the screen, Jiang Luoluo’s avatar and name were displayed, followed by Jiang Wei’s name at the top of the leaderboard.
After a moment’s thought, Jiang Wei typed again:
“I want you to notice me.”
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!”
“We were just joking, but he’s actually doing it!!”
“I’m dying of cuteness! Basketball god x little streamer is the ultimate ship!!”
***
Jiang Luoluo fluttered his thick, dark eyelashes.
Pei Yu scoffed, his lungs practically bursting with fury at those two sentences.
‘ Well done, Jiang Wei!’
‘You’ve really sunk to a new low with this shameless attempt to steal my man!’
‘What does “get closer to you” even mean? And “let you see me”?’
The comments section was still spamming “Get together! Get together!”
Pei Yu’s jealousy had reached its boiling point, his refined, aristocratic eyes flashing with icy fury.
He felt the possessive anger of someone whose prized possession was being coveted by another.
‘ What’s this about the basketball god and the streamer being a perfect match? Aren’t I a better match for him?’
He glanced at the fruit on his desk, abruptly stood up, and strode out of the room.
Jiang Luoluo’s door was only lightly closed; Pei Yu could hear the livestream’s audio as he approached.
He pushed the door open.
Jiang Luoluo turned his head slightly toward the doorway.
A faint smile played on Pei Yu’s lips as he strolled in, his long legs encased in dark sweatpants. He moved with the effortless grace of someone walking a red carpet, each step radiating confidence.
His deep, sculpted features glowed under the room’s lighting—sharp brows, phoenix-shaped eyes, and irises as dark as night.
The light caught in his eyes, like moonlight shimmering in a deep pool.
For some reason, Jiang Luoluo’s heart began to race faster.
