Chapter 193 Extra 3: Exclusive Video

Luo Qinglin's collecting habit has not improved even after marriage. In the past, he only collected small items and photos.

Now, Luo Qinglin is so ill that he wants to tear off the cufflinks used by Jiang Yanyu and even the sequins on her sexy clothes and keep them in his wallet.

It would have been fine if he had just taken one, but Luo Qinglin took a pair, putting one in his wallet and the other in the window for display, and he wiped them clean as soon as he got home.

Of course, compared to Jiang Yanyu's collecting habit, Luo Qinglin's hobbies are nothing but child's play. Compared with the vixen, they are nothing but a small house compared to a big house.

Jiang Yanyu never took things that Luo Qinglin had used. Instead, he shot the videos he wanted himself, named each video, saved them in the cloud hard drive, burned them on CDs, and took them out to play and enjoy from time to time.

The title of the film is very strange, with a strong sense of sentimentality.

"The Boss and the Canary", "The Kitten Bought from the Boss", "Private Affairs in the Classroom After School", "A Day Alone with a Husband", "The Fall of the Elves", "The Male Servant's Vlog"......

Jiang Yanyu hid the discs of these films in a box and locked it away. Even the protagonists of the films themselves had never seen them.

Until the day before yesterday, Jiang Yanyu put the CD in the player and forgot to take it out, and Luo Qinglin happened to come home and went into the screening room on a whim to watch a movie, otherwise he would not have discovered this pile of obscene stuff.

There are at least a dozen named film discs, and the packaging posters of each disc are all Luo Qinglin's face and ambiguous words.

"How much did you record?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"That's all, twelve of them," Jiang Yanyu pulled out another CD, "I like this one very much."

Jiang Yanyu was holding the book "A Day Alone with a Husband" in her hand. On the packaging was a picture of Luo Qinglin wearing only an apron, with half of his body hidden in the backlight, his back exposed. He turned his head and looked at the camera with his red and swollen eyes.

Luo Qinglin couldn't remember how many times he had recorded the video. He was so excited that he felt dizzy and drowsy. He didn't expect that Jiang Yanyu had accumulated so many videos.

"Pervert..." Luo Qinglin snatched the CD from his hand and covered the cover.

Jiang Yanyu shrugged and said indifferently: "If I am a big pervert, then you are a small pervert who stole my things."

"Where did I steal it?" Luo Qinglin blushed as he was hit on the sore spot. "I took it openly! You saw me take it with your own eyes!"

Luo Qinglin still had some sense of shame, but Jiang Yanyu had none at all. Not only did she want to snatch back the copy of "A Day Alone with a Husband", she also put it into the player and played it on the screen in front of Luo Qinglin.

The film started playing and his face appeared on the projection. Luo Qinglin looked embarrassed and wanted to press pause, but Jiang Yanyu grabbed his arms and held them in his arms.

"Watch it yourself if you want, don't drag me along, let go, I don't want to watch it!"

Luo Qinglin struggled hard, but was destined to be defeated by Jiang Yanyu. He was slapped on the peach, and a large palm covered his mouth. He was ordered to behave himself.

"Weren't you very happy when you seduced me in front of the camera? Why are you afraid to watch it now?"

Jiang Yanyu dragged the progress bar, and the scene moved from outdoors to indoors, following Luo Qinglin in the film all the way into the house and to the kitchen.

This video was shot on Qianyu Island.

It was early spring when the filming took place and the weather was warm. Luo Qinglin walked barefoot and did not feel cold.

The camera moves upward from the rosy ankle, across the plump peaches and winding curves, to Luo Qinglin's profile.

"Mr. Luo, what are you going to do today?" asked Jiang Yanyu in the camera.

Luo Qinglin was only wearing a floral apron with cherry prints all over the fabric. The belt tied around her waist was loose and the cherry red color looked particularly red against her fair skin.

"Making clafoutis." Luo Qinglin smiled his most common smile, his voice gentle, and answered with a smile.

"Who are you doing Y-U_X/I for?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"Do it for...my husband." Luo Qinglin looked away with shyness in her eyes.

"Who is your husband?"

"It's Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang? Are you trying to bake the clafoutis before he gets off work?"

"Yes."

"Then you should hurry up. It's less than an hour before he gets off work," Jiang Yanyu reminded.

"I know."

Luo Qinglin put his hands behind his back, untied the loose belt, and tied it again, leaving heavy marks on his waist.

The necessary ingredients have already been laid out on the workbench in the kitchen.

Luo Qinglin turned on the faucet and washed his hands carefully.

Her slender hands with distinct knuckles rubbed in the water, splashing water that dripped onto her apron, making it wet. This part of the scene was captured in close-up by Jiang Yanyu and played in slow motion.

"Mr. Luo, what are the steps to making clafoutis cake?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Luo Qinglin wiped the water marks on his hands with a tissue, picked up a few sterilized eggs with his slender fingers, cracked them and beat them into a glass cooking bowl.

"Just make the batter first. It's very simple."

Luo Qinglin turned his head and looked at the camera steadily. He poured milk, sugar, flour and butter into the bowl. He held the bowl in one hand and used a stirring stick in the other hand to stir the batter in the bowl.

Luo Qinglin stirred slowly and leisurely, with pure desire in his eyes, as if he was lazily playing with the batter in the bowl, or as if he was seducing Jiang Yanyu.

The whisk left circles of marks in the batter that quickly disappeared. Luo Qinglin picked up the stirring stick, and the batter on the stick dripped silently along the wall of the bowl.

"Mr. Luo, how long does it take to stir this batter?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Luo Qinglin stopped stirring, tapped his fingers lightly into the raw batter, and put a small amount of batter on his fingertips.

A bright red tongue stretched out from his lips, rolling up the batter. Luo Qinglin looked straight at the camera, savoring it carefully.

"So sweet," Luo Qinglin frowned slightly, "But my husband likes this sweetness very much."

"What should we do next?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"Remove the core of the cherries."

"Do we need to remove the core?" Jiang Yanyu asked knowingly, "This is not authentic. Won't Mr. Luo's husband be angry?"

Luo Qinglin took out fresh cherries from the refrigerator, put them in a basin and washed them, and explained: "My husband hates fruit cores in cakes, so I always remove the fruit cores in advance."

Jiang Yanyu suppressed her smile and asked, "Does Mr. Luo have any grapes at home? I'm a little thirsty."

"Wait a minute, I'll get it from the refrigerator."

Luo Qinglin turned off the faucet, drained the remaining water in the basin, walked to the refrigerator, took out a box of green grapes, washed them carefully, and put them on the dining table.

The two sat on both sides of the dining table, facing each other. Jiang Yanyu was holding the camera, while Luo Qinglin was using chopsticks to poke the cores out of the cherries.

"Mr. Luo, I want to eat grapes," Jiang Yanyu ordered, "Feed me."

Luo Qinglin put down the cherries, picked up a grape, stood up from his seat, bent down, and fed it into Jiang Yanyu's mouth.

The neckline of the apron fell down due to gravity, and the beautiful scenery below the neckline was all exposed and recorded in the camera.

Phew.

The grapes were bitten by the person recording the video, making a crisp sound of juice popping.

Jiang Yanyu swallowed the fruit pulp and asked, "Mr. Luo, do you want to eat some grapes?"

Luo Qinglin did not answer. He half-lay his body on the table, getting closer and closer to the camera. He opened his mouth obediently, waiting for Jiang Yanyu to feed him.

The tip of the bright red tongue was looming, and when Jiang Yanyu was slow to feed her, the tip of her tongue stretched out and licked her lips lightly, urging her impatiently.

Jiang Yanyu chuckled, finally picked up a plump grape and fed it to Luo Qinglin's lips.

The tip of his teeth only bit half of the grape, and Jiang Yanyu took the remaining half away in time.

Translucent juice accumulated at the corners of the lips. The juice kept piling up and was about to slide down. Fortunately, the crimson tip of the tongue rolled away the juice, leaving only a wet spot at the corners of the mouth.

"Mr. Luo, would you like to eat more grapes?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"No, thank you," Luo Qinglin refused, "My husband will be home soon, I have to hurry."

After saying that, Luo Qinglin sat back in his seat and continued to poke out the cherry cores one by one.

The setting sun shone in from the window, hitting Luo Qinglin's back, forming a warm halo that sparkled brightly in the camera.

"Mr. Luo, what else does your husband like?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Luo Qinglin pretended to be thinking, smiled and said: "He also likes to drink hot cocoa with Cointreau. You have to add more wine, otherwise he won't like it."

All the cherry cores were popped out. Luo Qinglin stood up, picked up the mixed batter and the strainer, sifted the batter, and poured half of it into the mold wrapped in baking paper.

Luo Qinglin put the pitted cherries into the mold, and then sifted the remaining batter into the mold to cover all the cherries.

The oven started preheating early. Luo Qinglin put on gloves, put the batter into the oven, and the cake officially started baking.

As soon as the batter was put into the oven, Jiang Yanyu placed the camera on the table, so that only his and Luo Qinglin's backs were in the frame.

Jiang Yanyu walked behind Luo Qinglin, held him in front of the operating table, and his hands began to move restlessly.

"Mr. Luo, you are so beautiful," Jiang Yanyu leaned close to Luo Qinglin's ear and said, "I was just thinking about that."

Luo Qinglin pretended to struggle and climbed onto the operating table with his knees in an attempt to escape, but Jiang Yanyu grabbed his ankle and pulled him back.

"My husband will be home soon. Please don't do this now, okay?" Luo Qinglin begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin with one arm, and with his other hand, he gently hooked the belt of the apron, and the apron fabric spread out to both sides.

"Don't be afraid. If he sees us when he gets home, I will explain it to him." Jiang Yanyu said soothingly.

The picture gradually became out of focus, and only the husband's low moans were clearly recorded.

Finally, the camera changed and Luo Qinglin was still wearing an apron, sitting at the dining table. He scooped a spoonful of baked cake with a spoon and ate it slowly, with rosy cheeks and slightly red eyes.

"Honey, is it delicious?" Luo Qinglin asked timidly.

"It's delicious," Jiang Yanyu said in a formal suit, looking like a white-collar worker who just got off work. "What did you do at home today?"

"Nothing," Luo Qinglin smiled gently, his eyes curved, and answered, "The weather is getting hot, so I changed the quilt at home and laid out the mat again."

"Really?" Jiang Yanyu nodded slowly and asked calmly, "What's the matter with the set in the trash can?"

Luo Qinglin explained timidly: "Yes, it's because I missed my husband so much that I couldn't help myself... I won't dare to do it next time!"

Jiang Yanyu stood up suddenly, without listening to the explanation, with a gloomy face, he picked up Luo Qinglin and left the camera.

"I know you just did it with him."

"I know who he is."

"It doesn't matter. I will cover all the smells he put on you."

The last two sentences were dubbed by Jiang Yanyu himself. As soon as he finished speaking, the screen went dark and the film officially ended.

Luo Qinglin felt embarrassed and his scalp tingled. He couldn't remember why he agreed to Jiang Yanyu to play this kind of role-playing game.

"BB, does it look good? Does it look like a work of art?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

How dare the vixen say this is a work of art? !

Luo Qinglin couldn't control his expression, frowned and said: "It doesn't look good, it doesn't look good at all!"

"You don't like this kind of subject matter?" Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin and walked to the storage box. "Then pick one you like?"

Luo Qinglin struggled quickly, "I don't like any of it!"

"You don't like any of them? You haven't even seen them yet, how can you say that?" Jiang Yanyu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How about you watch all of them, rate them, pick the one you like best, and I'll give it to you for free?"

If he was asked to watch all the awkward scenes he had acted in, Luo Qinglin would want to dig a hole and hide in it just by thinking about it.

"I, I don't want to watch it. I don't want to watch it." Luo Qinglin stammered and refused.

"Okay," Jiang Yanyu lifted the storage box with one hand, "Since you can't choose, then take a look at all of these first."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu took out a CD without further ado and tried to put it into the player.

"I have a movie I want to watch!" Luo Qinglin quickly changed his words to stop him, "Don't take it, I have something I want to watch!"

Jiang Yanyu put on a triumphant smile and put away the disc, "Which one do you want to watch?"

Luo Qinglin glanced at the covers and titles of those erotic books, thought carefully, and finally chose a more serious-looking one, "Private Affairs in the Classroom After School".

There is no face of his on the cover, just a picture of a desk with a fresh filter, which is much better than those other film covers.

"This, I like to see this one," Luo Qinglin said, "Can we just look at this one? I don't like the others."

"Sure," Jiang Yanyu put the CD into the player and said with a smile, "I like this one too."

Which one would you not like? You like all of them. abnormal!

Luo Qinglin cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he let Jiang Yanyu carry him back to the sofa and hold him in his arms.

A bright light suddenly appeared on the screen, it was extremely bright and a little dazzling.

Knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the door from the speaker, and the camera moved from outside the door to inside and fell to the window.

There was only one set of desks and chairs in the "classroom", placed by the window. Luo Qinglin was wearing a public school uniform and glasses, and no one knew what he was writing in his notebook.

Luo Qinglin looked at the spatial layout in the picture, and really couldn't remember when he had played this kind of game with Jiang Yanyu in the classroom.

After thinking for a long time, Luo Qinglin remembered that the place in the film was either a classroom or a home, but the room was decorated like a classroom by Jiang Yanyu, and even blackboards were installed on the front and back walls.

Luo Qinglin in the film heard a knock on the door, pushed up his black-framed glasses, looked towards the door, and suddenly his expression changed.

"Senior Jiang..." Luo Qinglin's voice trembled, his eyes dodged, as if he was afraid, "Why are you here...?"

"What? You don't welcome me? Don't want to see me?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a sneer.

"I...of course I want to see you. You haven't come to school for some time, and I went to your class to look for you." Luo Qinglin said.

Jiang Yanyu walked closer and closer to Luo Qinglin, "Really? Didn't you go to the dean to complain and hand over those photos as evidence to deliberately get me punished?"

"Junior Qinglin, I know everything you have done." Jiang Yanyu said in a low voice.

"No, no, Senior Jiang," Luo Qinglin's face was pale, and his lips were trembling slightly, "I didn't think of punishing you. I didn't hand over those photos."

"Don't lie to me. I know what you want to do. Isn't it because you hate me and disgust me that you think you can get me expelled by giving the photos of me in the nightclub to the teacher?" Jiang Yanyu said gritting his teeth.

Luo Qinglin shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and said defensively: "No, Senior Jiang, I didn't hand over those photos."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qinglin was strangled harshly by the neck, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and his expression was painful.

"Shhhhh..." Jiang Yanyu said in a deep voice, "I don't want to hear you lie now. I was wrong in the past. I actually thought that by coaxing you and pursuing you, I could make you fall in love with me."

"I understand now. When facing someone as sinister as you, soft tactics are useless. You have to use hard tactics."

Luo Qinglin was pressed against the wall, his shoulders shaking and tears streaming down his face, "Senior Jiang, you, you listen to my explanation... um!"

With his mouth tightly covered, Luo Qinglin could not speak and could only hide backwards in fear. Unfortunately, there was a wall behind him and he had nowhere to hide.

"It's too late. I don't have the patience to play push and pull games with you anymore. Today you have to become mine, right here." Jiang Yanyu said.

Hearing this, Luo Qinglin shook his head in fear and struggled desperately, with crystal tears falling one by one.

Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's wrists with one hand and pulled them against the wall to pin them down.

"Please let me go, please let me go..." Luo Qinglin cried, "I promise you, I will be your boyfriend from today, don't..."

The camera was placed on the desk, recording the profiles of the two people.

Jiang Yanyu slowly approached, with no emotion in his eyes, "It's useless, Luo Qinglin, I won't listen to you anymore. Shut up now, if you say one more word, I can't guarantee what terrible things I will do."

Looking into Jiang Yanyu's eyes, Luo Qinglin gradually stopped struggling. He was so frightened that he could not move and could only sob softly.

Jiang Yanyu loosened his hands, but Luo Qinglin remained obedient, not daring to speak. He could only shed tears timidly, holding the corners of Jiang Yanyu's clothes tightly with both hands.

"Very good, you are very well behaved now." Jiang Yanyu was satisfied. He placed his palm on Luo Qinglin's cheek and rubbed it heavily, leaving red marks on the fair skin.

"Who am I?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"Jiang, Senior Jiang." Luo Qinglin said fearfully.

Jiang Yanyu's face was gloomy. "You said it wrong. Say it again."

"You are my...boyfriend." Luo Qinglin said while crying, his hair trembling with fear.

Jiang Yanyu's expression eased slightly, and she denied, "Besides my boyfriend, there is also another one."

Luo Qinglin couldn't think of anything, and continued to cry, "I, I don't know, I don't know."

"I am your master," Jiang Yanyu said, "from today on, you are my pet alone, remember?"

Luo Qinglin opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and under Jiang Yanyu's warning eyes, he answered fearfully: "Remember, I am the senior's pet."

"So good."

Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's hair and pushed him down, "Now, you should fulfill your duty as a pet and make your master happy."

Luo Qinglin had tears on his eyelashes and his body was trembling, but he had to obey.

When his glasses and cheeks were stained with slightly warm tears, Luo Qinglin's eyes were dull and his cheeks were flushed. He looked like a broken doll. Jiang Yanyu pulled him around and made him lie on the desk.

The camera was focused on Luo Qinglin's dazed face, carefully recording the emotions in his eyes.

"Who am I?" "You are the master."

"Who are you?" "I am my master's pet."

Jiang Yanyu seemed very satisfied with this answer and scratched Luo Qinglin's hair like he was teasing a cat.

The picture gradually lost focus, with only the sound of the desk corner rubbing against the floor, the clanging of glasses frames hitting the table, and clear crying.

At the last moment, the picture suddenly became clear. Luo Qinglin raised the corners of his mouth in a daze, and his eyes were shining. This scene only lasts for a moment, and the film comes to an abrupt end, leaving only an intriguing black screen and a line of text.

——Senior is finally mine.

When Luo Qinglin saw this line of words, his scalp went numb with embarrassment.

He was clearly just being amused by Jiang Yanyu at that time, but how did he get edited like this, and made into such a scheming person!

After the film ended, Jiang Yanyu was still not satisfied and recalled the past, "When I was in No. 1 Middle School, I wanted to press you on the desk and watch you cry for mercy."

"Pervert!" Luo Qinglin couldn't find any words to curse, so he could only say this curse word to which he had long been immune.

Jiang Yanyu chuckled and asked, "Do you like this video? I edited all of this myself. Is it good?"

"not bad."

Luo Qinglin's answer was quite conventional, neither saying it was beautiful nor ugly, for fear that Jiang Yanyu would find an excuse to change his words and ask him to continue watching.

However, Jiang Yanyu is extremely thick-skinned. No matter what Luo Qinglin answers, he will act like a rogue to achieve his own goals.

"The two videos just now ranked second and third, and neither of them is my favorite. Do you want to know which one is my favorite?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a lowered voice.

"No," Luo Qinglin refused, "I'm tired and want to sleep."

"Do you want to sleep?" Jiang Yanyu patted Luo Qinglin's peach and said quietly, "It's just right. After watching these videos, I'm also 'sleepy'. I'll accompany you to sleep."

Jiang Yanyu's talk of sleeping with him was destined to be more than just sleeping, but Luo Qinglin was in trouble because of the injury he got on his butt when he went out this morning.

Suffer misfortune again or watch another movie?

However, watching one more movie does not guarantee that you will not be in trouble later.

Luo Qinglin hesitated and said nothing.

Jiang Yanyu seemed to see through his thoughts and took the initiative to propose a condition, "Watch my favorite movie with me, and I won't touch you again today, so you can sleep well."

"Really?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"Really," Jiang Yanyu promised, "If I change my mind, then you can't let me touch you all day tomorrow, okay?"

Luo Qinglin thought for a moment and agreed: "Let me sleep well tonight. I need to rest."

Jiang Yanyu turned his head and kissed Luo Qinglin's face lightly, then put the CD of "The Male Servant's Rise to Power Vlog" into the player.

The initial picture was a little shaky and the camera was unstable, and then it suddenly stopped and a cheerful BGM came from the speakers.

"Good morning, Master."

The camera moves, and the angle is like a first-person perspective, simulating the videographer's line of sight.

In fact, the camera was placed in Jiang Yanyu's pocket at that time, so the first-person perspective was simulated.

Following the sound, the camera moved left and right, first looking at the bedding on the bed, then at the ceiling on the skylight, and finally landing on Luo Qinglin who was kneeling on the floor.

Luo Qinglin was wearing a black and white corseted servant dress, kneeling on the ground, with black cat ears on his head and a pink bell choker around his neck.

The bells jingled, making crisp sounds as Luo Qinglin's breathing trembled slightly.

Luo Qinglin lay on the bed, pulled Jiang Yanyu's hand into the camera, and obediently placed his face in his palm and rubbed it gently, "Master, Luo Luo has prepared breakfast for you. It's on the dining table."

Jiang Yanyu rubbed Luo Qinglin's hair, and Luo Qinglin half-closed his eyes, lying there contentedly and weakly, like a comfortable and lazy cat.

"What's for breakfast?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

“There are tomato tarts, scallops baked in cream, hot cocoa...”

"What else?"

Luo Qinglin glanced at the camera shyly, buried his face in Jiang Yanyu's palm, and said embarrassedly: "Also, there is Luo Luo..."

Jiang Yanyu smiled, finally got out of bed, picked up Luo Qinglin, and walked towards the living room.

The picture shook for a while, and only stabilized when Jiang Yanyu took his seat.

Luo Qinglin sat on Jiang Yanyu's lap, turned around, picked up the cut tomato tart and fork on the table, and fed it into Jiang Yanyu's mouth bit by bit.

The young master's hands were restless, and he gently twisted Luo Qinglin's ears, causing Luo Qinglin to tighten his body from time to time, causing the bells to ring.

"Master...my ears are itchy." Luo Qinglin said with a trembling voice and dodged to the side.

The fingers that were gently twisting the ears stopped.

"Don't you want to?" Jiang Yanyu let go of her hand, "I'm sorry, I won't do this again."

Luo Qinglin bit his lower lip, his eyes looking aggrieved. Like an abandoned cat, he took the initiative to move forward and put his ear against Jiang Yanyu's fingertips as if to please her.

"Lolo is willing," Luo Qinglin said aggrievedly, "Lolo just wanted the young master to coax me just now, not to stop you."

The fingertips then covered Luo Qinglin's ears, scratching the ticklish area and twisting it.

Luo Qinglin's attention was all on her ears, and she was distracted unconsciously. After feeding Jiang Yanyu two bites, she finally dropped the tomato tart on the fork and it fell on her skirt.

"I'm sorry! Master, Luo Luo didn't mean it!" Luo Qinglin apologized hurriedly.

Jiang Yanyu wiped the stains off her skirt with paper and said gently, "Don't be nervous, it's okay."

After eating all the food, Luo Qinglin's face was already red, especially the ear that was teased, which felt hot.

Jiang Yanyu sat still, and Luo Qinglin blushed and urged: "Master, what about me? You haven't eaten Luo Luo yet..."

Jiang Yanyu stood up holding Luo Qinglin, waved away the plates on the table, and let Luo Qinglin lie on the dining table.

Luo Qinglin consciously placed his hands on top of his head, crossed his wrists, his breathing became unstable, his eyes were filled with tears, and he showed no sign of resistance.

"Master..." Luo Qinglin opened his lips, his eyes eager, "Kiss me, okay?"

Jiang Yanyu chuckled and really leaned over to kiss her, but the kiss only lasted for a moment. The screen turned black for a second, and Jiang Yanyu left her lips.

Luo Qinglin had just closed his eyes and before he had time to indulge in the feeling, the soft touch on his lips disappeared instantly.

Luo Qinglin opened his eyes dazedly, and his mouth curled down. His eyes became soft and seductive, and he said coquettishly: "Master, Luo Luo wants to kiss you for a while longer."

Jiang Yanyu didn't move, so Luo Qinglin said tenderly, "Please, Master, kiss Luo Luo for a little longer, okay?"

Luo Qinglin begged coquettishly for a long time before Jiang Yanyu leaned down again and gave him the kiss he wanted.

After kissing for a long time, Jiang Yanyu pulled away halfway, stood up and did nothing.

"Master...ha..."

Luo Qinglin opened his eyes in confusion, as if he didn't understand why the "Young Master" was like this today. He was not proactive like usual and felt very aggrieved.

"Master, are you unwilling to touch Luo Luo?" Luo Qinglin asked anxiously, "Are you... tired of Luo Luo?"

"Lolo said yesterday that he didn't want it anymore. I thought he hated doing this kind of thing," Jiang Yanyu said gently, "Be good, don't be afraid. I won't do this again."

"I don't hate you!" Luo Qinglin denied hastily, "Lolo just wants to be coaxed by the young master, it's not that I don't want to, it's what Luo Luo wants."

"How could Luo Luo hate the Young Master? The Young Master is the best person Luo Luo has ever met..." Luo Qinglin said in a low voice.

"Really?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"Really." Luo Qinglin opened his arms, wanting to be hugged, "Luo Luo likes the young master the most."

After hearing Luo Qinglin's promise, Jiang Yanyu leaned down. The screen went black, leaving only the sound.

A few minutes later, the scene changed and the second scene appeared.

Luo Qinglin was sitting alone in the screening room, watching a movie.

The door of the screening room was pushed open. Luo Qinglin heard the sound, turned around, and asked in surprise: "Master, why are you still not asleep so late?"

"Lolo, you...are just watching a movie here?" Jiang Yanyu's voice sounded a little anxious.

Luo Qinglin looked away guiltily and said uneasily: "Why, what's wrong? This movie was just released a few days ago, Luo Luo really wants to watch it."

"It's okay," Jiang Yanyu lowered his voice and returned to his usual calm tone, "I just thought you left too."

Luo Qinglin raised his head, quickly ran to Jiang Yanyu, hugged him and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have sneaked out of bed in the middle of the night. Luo Luo will never leave the young master."

Jiang Yanyu was silent for a moment before hugging Luo Qinglin back, "That's good, if you want to leave, I can too..."

"Lolo won't leave!" Luo Qinglin interrupted coldly, "I will always stay by your side and be yours alone."

The two hugged each other tightly.

After a long time, Jiang Yanyu picked up Luo Qinglin, walked to the sofa, and let him rest his head on his legs.

"I'll watch it with you," Jiang Yanyu said, "Whatever movie Luo Luo wants to watch in the future, just tell me directly and I'll watch it with you."

Luo Qinglin turned his head, lay flat on the sofa, looked at Jiang Yanyu and asked in surprise: "Really?"

"Really." Jiang Yanyu lowered his head and kissed Luo Qinglin on the forehead. "As long as Luo Luo wants something, I will help you realize it."

Hearing this, Luo Qinglin was stunned for a moment, and then he put on a bright smile, "I want the young master to stay with Luo Luo forever!"

"Okay." Jiang Yanyu gently stroked Luo Qinglin's hair and promised.

The screen gradually darkens, then slowly brightens again, and the third scene appears. On the large wooden desk, a custom-made fountain pen was writing on paper.

Jiang Yanyu is dressed in a suit and tie, sitting upright at his desk, handling work. The camera slowly moves down to Luo Qinglin who is hiding under the desk.

Luo Qinglin was not wearing a servant's skirt this time. Instead, he was wearing a shirt and jeans, kneeling on the floor.

"Master, I want to sleep." Luo Qinglin said in a hoarse and coquettish voice.

"Wait another half an hour, I will handle the work immediately." Jiang Yanyu touched Luo Qinglin's head and comforted him softly.

"It will take another half an hour..." Luo Qinglin complained in a low voice, "But Luo Luo's throat hurts so much, I want to go home and sleep."

The pen stopped moving and Jiang Yanyu did not answer, and the office fell into silent silence.

Feeling the stagnation in the atmosphere, Luo Qinglin put away his delicate complaints and quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Master, I will..."

Jiang Yanyu got up from the chair, squatted down, crawled under the desk, and hugged Luo Qinglin.

"I'll coax Luo Luo to sleep first and then continue working, okay?" Jiang Yanyu patted Luo Qinglin's back and asked in a gentle voice.

"No..." Luo Qinglin softened his voice, a little at a loss, "Luo Luo is just deliberately acting like a spoiled child, Master, there is no need to be like this."

Jiang Yanyu was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Lolo, from today on, don't call me Young Master. Call me Brother Yanyu instead, okay?"

"But, Master." Luo Qinglin said subconsciously.

"Call me Brother Yanyu from today on." Jiang Yanyu ordered in a calm voice.

Luo Qinglin trembled, as if frightened by the cold and oppressive tone, and whispered: "Brother Yanyu..."

This "Brother Yanyu" is not as nice as "Young Master", and the voice is full of fear and dread.

Jiang Yanyu sighed lightly, pulled Luo Qinglin up from under the desk, hugged him to himself, and sat on the office chair together.

"Lolo, we are already married," Jiang Yanyu said, "I am not your master. From now on, I will be your husband."

"I, I know," Luo Qinglin buried his head in Jiang Yanyu's shoulder, "I'm just not used to it. I've been calling you Young Master for so long, and if I suddenly have to change my words, I won't be used to it."

"But I will try my best to change it in the future. Luo Luo promises that I will only call you 'Brother Yanyu' from now on." Luo Qinglin said.

"Okay, Luo Luo is so good." Jiang Yanyu kissed Luo Qinglin lightly on the right cheek and praised him gently.

"Brother Yanyu." "Yeah."

"Brother Yanyu~"

"Brother Yanyu..."

Luo Qinglin's voice changed from tentative, to coquettish, and then to charming. He called Jiang Yanyu softly in her ear, as if he was deliberately trying to seduce her.

"Lolo, do you want it again?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a low laugh.

"Lolo wants it," Luo Qinglin said, "Brother Yanyu, can you give it to me?"

"Lolo, can you wait until I finish my work?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

Luo Qinglin pouted and remained silent for a while before reluctantly agreeing: "Okay, then you have to be quick, otherwise when Luo Luo falls asleep, Brother Yanyu wakes me up again, and I will be angry."

However, when Jiang Yanyu finished his work, Luo Qinglin had already fallen asleep, his lips slightly open and breathing quietly.

The scent of mint candy spread to the tip of her nose with her breath. Jiang Yanyu smiled with relief, closed the pen, and left with Luo Qinglin in her arms, really without waking him up.

The scene changed and soon came to the fourth act.

This time it was not recorded indoors, nor was it recorded by Jiang Yanyu himself, but was recorded by Yu Qin at their wedding the next day.

The area was crowded with people, all holding champagne and chatting, while Jiang Yanyu stood at the place where the rings were exchanged, waiting for Luo Qinglin.

The wedding march sounded and the camera moved to Luo Qinglin, recording him from a small spot in the distance to gradually approaching.

Amidst everyone's blessing smiles, even though it was clearly not a proposal, Jiang Yanyu insisted on kneeling down on one knee and putting the ring on Luo Qinglin's finger.

After Jiang Yanyu stood up, Luo Qinglin took the initiative to hug him and whispered: "Brother Yanyu, from now on, no matter good or bad, poor or humble, sick or healthy, I will always love you and cherish you until death."

"Me too, Lolo." Jiang Yanyu replied.

The screen gradually darkened until it turned black, and the "Male Butler's Promotion Vlog" came to an end.

Luo Qinglin sat in Jiang Yanyu's arms in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Unlike the previous two films, which were just a bunch of pornographic garbage, Luo Qinglin felt like he had watched a complete movie, and this movie was telling the story of Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu in another world.

"Isn't it great? This is my favorite movie." Jiang Yanyu said excitedly.

Luo Qinglin was certain that these images and sounds were extracted from multiple role-playing games and pieced together. He didn't even remember saying these words.

"Are you stunned?" Jiang Yanyu pinched Luo Qinglin's face to bring him back to his senses.

Luo Qinglin struggled to turn around, raised his head and asked: "Jiang Yanyu, is this how you imagined us? If I had been with you when you were a child, this would be the picture you imagined, right?"

Jiang Yanyu didn't answer, but Luo Qinglin had already seen through his thoughts, so silence was useless.

Each film is a reflection of Jiang Yanyu's mental state.

If he had an affair with someone else, Jiang Yanyu would really do as in the movie, grabbing him tightly, locking him up at home, and doing it over and over again until the smell of the stranger disappeared, and the option of divorcing and breaking up with him would not be an option at all.

The second film might be Jiang Yanyu’s fantasy seven years ago, and the third one might be Jiang Yanyu’s wish—hoping that Luo Qinglin could appear earlier and stay with him forever.

"Jiang Yanyu, please change your name for me. Do you want to call me Lolo?" Luo Qinglin asked.

Jiang Yanyu was silent for a while, then admitted, "Yes, Luo Luo."

"What about me? Should I call you Brother Yanyu? Or Young Master?" Luo Qinglin asked again.

"Brother Yanyu."

Luo Qinglin smiled, held Jiang Yanyu's face with both hands, and said softly, imitating himself in the movie: "Brother Yanyu, I am your Luo Luo, I will always be by your side."

Jiang Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then hugged Luo Qinglin tightly, as if his wish had come true, and said with a smile: "Well, my Luo Luo."