Chapter 55: The anchor brother loves me deeply 02: The country bumpkin little green tea. ...

[Hey, your brother?]

A subtle sneer and a cold question, just four simple words, caused the barrage to change direction again:

【Blade Master has spoken! 】

Blade's tone is a bit strange.

[Is the younger brother the anchor's younger brother or Blade's younger brother? ]

[Waht, this melon is a bit big]

[Host, please answer! Did you steal someone else's brother?]

[I said that the golden-haired handsome boy's appearance is obviously not from the anchor family]

Unexpectedly, his sudden inspiration would be met with a more aggressive taunt. The purple-haired anchor's face turned green, and his hand holding Ye Ling's arm subconsciously loosened.

Ye Ling quickly broke free and shrank back into her own corner, staring warily at the purple-haired anchor with her moist hazelnut eyes.

"I..." the purple-haired anchor stammered into the camera. How could he even know who this incredibly pretty little guy belonged to? He was just talking nonsense!

[Host! Opportunity!] 778 suddenly screamed, [The protagonist is watching from the other side! He's asking you! This is the crucial moment to get his attention! Quick! Admit it out loud! Tell him you're his long-lost, half-brother, the one who played at his house as a child and you at yours—'younger brother'!]

"...What?" 778's babble made Ye Ling even more confused.

The purple-haired anchor hesitated, Ye Ling trembled, and the commentary was still full of wild speculation.

In the game screen, the character with the ID "Blade" turned gray without warning.

At the same time, viewers in Li Feng's live broadcast room also received a notification: [Anchor Blade has gone offline.]

“???”

"Fuck! Blade, you idiot!!" The purple-haired streamer reacted, nearly smashing his phone in anger. "Run away after winning! Showing off and then running away is so exciting, right?!"

"Let's play another round if you dare! This time... this time..." He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word. It was obvious that he had suffered a psychological trauma from the abuse.

【Hahahaha, incompetent rage! 】

[Blade Master: I love seeing you get so frustrated and unable to defeat me!]

[Stop crying, Streamer! The Master is busy. Who has time to play with you?]

The comments immediately started mocking the topic, but soon, the topic strangely returned to the sudden disappearance of Blade.

Since Blade was not online, everyone's chat became more and more unbridled.

[Blade's operation is becoming more and more mysterious]

[Yeah, you were just asking 'your brother?' and the next second you just disappeared?]

[Speaking of which, Blade has always been as ruthless to beautiful women as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves! Last time, that beautiful goddess with millions of followers wanted to connect with him on the mic, he scared her to tears on the spot!]

[So what's going on today...?]

[When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on! Brothers, I have a bold idea...]

【Upstairs, I understand you! 】

What kind of riddle are you guys talking about?

[Ahem...that is...is there a possibility...that our great Blade...likes men?]

[What the hell?!]

【It’s terrifying when you think about it! 】

"Now that you mention it... it really seems a bit like that! He's cold and aloof to beautiful women, and to that blond pretty boy just now... Tsk, I stopped to ask!"

[Case solved! Master Blade is gay! And he's obsessed with looks! He only likes the top-notch looks!]

[Anchor, anchor! Did you hear that?! Blade is gay! Protect your brother! Blade might be targeting him!]

[Host, run! Take your brother with you! He's in danger! !]

The barrage of comments became more and more outrageous, and the purple-haired anchor could only say "Ah?" again and again.

He suspected that if he continued the live broadcast, Blade would even undergo gender change during his live broadcast.

Wait! Stop!!

This is his live stream! Blade has already left! Why is the comment section still full of Blade?!

But because the barrage sounded like a serious warning, the purple-haired anchor couldn't help but glance at the cowering blond boy in the corner.

His anger suddenly burst out like a balloon, with a "poof" sound.

The blond boy wore a very plain and simple white T-shirt and washed-out jeans, his eyes as pure as a mountain spring...

This... is completely the targeted sniping of some specific perverted people!

He suddenly shuddered, and a sense of responsibility as a "protector of the weaker brother" arose spontaneously.

Half an hour later.

The sensor glass door of the fast food restaurant made a "ding dong" sound and slid open to both sides.

A tall young man walked in.

He was dressed in simple, neat black casual clothes, his black hair meticulously styled, revealing a full forehead and deep facial features. His eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and his glance was filled with a condescending scrutiny and indifference.

He seemed to be looking for something, with a hint of impatience between his brows.

The purple-haired anchorman instantly became alarmed, as if facing a formidable enemy.

That aura! That beauty! That sense of presence that stands out from the crowd! Add to that the alarmist comments and horrifying gay talk that filled the screen...

Haha, how can a serious straight man have such long legs and such a small head?

He immediately equated the cool, handsome guy in front of him with the "dangerous gay" that netizens had warned about!

Protect our blond handsome boy!

The purple-haired anchor stood up in a flash, blocking Ye Ling's booth. He puffed out his thin chest and stared warily at the man walking towards him: "Who are you? What do you want?"

Li Feng paused slightly.

Although he had the face of an ordinary passerby, he had seen the flamboyant purple hair half an hour ago and had not forgotten it.

Haha, you are both bad at it and love to freeload.

His eyes first fell on the purple-haired anchor's face, which was full of "I am brave", and he looked at him like a fool for two seconds. Then, his eyes passed over his not-so-broad shoulders and fell on the boy in the booth behind him.

Ye Ling raised her head slightly, her light golden hair was a little messy, and her hazelnut eyes were still covered with a layer of mist.

The box of fries in front of him was empty, and the hamburger box was also clean enough to reflect the light. He was holding a half-eaten ice cream cone in his hand, and his mouth was dirty.

Li Feng's gaze paused for a moment on his bulging cheeks, then fell back to his lips, which were stained with white cream and looked even more rosy and attractive.

An inexplicable yet familiar feeling of displeasure, like an undercurrent from the bottom of the water, quietly surfaced on his stern brows.

Being fed by this malicious purple-haired creature? And yet he ate so contentedly without any defense? ?

Li Feng's brows slightly frowned, and the air pressure around him seemed to drop by two degrees.

He didn't say anything, but the purple-haired anchorman was unnerved by his aura. However, for the safety of his "little brother," he stiffened his neck and shouted at him in a timid tone, "I'm asking you a question! Who are you looking for?"

"...Is that you? Brother Li Feng?"

A timid and tentative voice gently floated out of Ye Ling's mouth.

The low pressure around Li Feng suddenly stagnated.

The word "brother" fell clearly into his ears.

The boy's clear hazelnut eyes were a mixture of nervousness and dependence, his little face was slightly tilted up, and his light golden hair was soft under the light.

The lines of Li Feng's tightly pursed thin lips seemed to soften a little.

"Hmm." He uttered a very short and cold syllable from his nose as a response.

Purple-haired anchor: “…”

He turned his neck stiffly, looking at the incredibly delicate blond handsome boy behind him who called him "Brother" obediently, and then at the cold-faced evil spirit in front of him who had an aura of two meters and eight and an equally stunning appearance.

Brother? Brother?

This combination... is strange no matter how you look at it. One is like a young prince who knows nothing about the world, and the other is like a young emperor who controls the power of life and death.

The temperaments are completely different, and the styles are worlds apart!

But... the purple-haired anchor's gaze moved back and forth between the two people's faces several times.

Putting aside their temperament, just talking about the exquisiteness of their facial features and that beauty that transcends gender... well, if we insist on saying they're from the same family... it doesn't seem completely impossible?

After all, the genetic lottery occasionally produces such a winning combination.

After all, the probability of winning a lottery ticket is a thousand times higher than his family's.

"Uh... so it's you, brother?" The purple-haired anchor awkwardly scratched his purple tufts and awkwardly stepped aside. "What a misunderstanding! I'm a live streamer. I saw this little brother was alone and worried he might be bored, so I chatted with him and even treated him to something to eat! He's quite cute!"

He quickly changed his attitude and saw that the man seemed to have an extraordinary family background, so he wanted to get close to him.

But Li Feng ignored him and walked straight to Ye Ling, his voice still cold: "Have you finished eating?"

Ye Ling nodded: "Yeah...I'm done eating."

The purple-haired anchor felt a little embarrassed and unwilling to give up when he saw Li Feng ignored him.

Such a handsome brother is a traffic password from heaven!

If I could do a livestream with him and beat that puny Blade who can't even show his face? It'd be easy! Dominating the entire esports world filled with idiots wouldn't be a problem!

It is no exaggeration to say that the Internet today is dominated by appearance.

God gave him two at once!

However, he didn't dare to look at the cool guy with a cold temperament for too long. He moved closer to the obviously talkative Ye Ling and spoke quickly: "Little brother, can you add me as a friend? If you ever run into any trouble in City A, or need someone to chat with, feel free to contact me. I'll be there for you any time!"

He quickly reported a string of social account IDs and winked at Ye Ling mischievously.

Ye Ling subconsciously wanted to shake her head and reject this extraneous plot twist, but 778's voice exploded first: "Add! Add quickly! The pervert mission requires intel and an informant! He's also a game streamer, a colleague of the protagonist's! Know yourself and your enemy, and you'll never be defeated!"

Under 778's frantic urging, Ye Ling could only bear Li Feng's increasingly cold gaze, took out her mobile phone, and clumsily operated it to add the purple-haired anchor as a friend.

The purple-haired anchor was very satisfied. He made a gesture to Ye Ling, "Call me if you have anything." He then stole a glance at Li Feng, who had a freezing aura next to him, and slipped away as fast as he could.

It was not until the eye-catching purple disappeared at the door that Li Feng slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Ling again.

There was no softening in his eyes.

trouble.

This was Li Feng’s first impression of the boy in the photo when his parents handed him the task.

After meeting him, he realized that this guy was not only troublesome, but also timid, cowardly, and unsophisticated. He had no defenses and was easily fed and hit on by strangers, and even added their contact information...

Troublemaker.

But why blonde hair?

Stop, this is not important. In short, he hates dealing with this type of people and things the most. It is troublesome and boring.

After examining the troublemaker until his scalp was tingling, Li Feng said without any emotion: "Let's go."

Ye Ling quickly stood up, dragging the suitcase that was a little too big for him, and followed Li Feng like a little tail, walking out of the fast food restaurant.

A low-key yet expensive black car was parked on the street.

Li Feng stepped on the accelerator skillfully, and the car drove out of the airport and merged into the increasingly bustling city traffic.

The car was completely silent. Ye Ling, a newcomer, had no idea what to say. Li Feng, on the other hand, was concentrating on driving, his eyes fixed straight ahead, as if no one else was in the car.

This small space, this silent atmosphere… Ye Ling felt immense pressure, yet she stubbornly imitated 778's style, mentally clenching her fists: [Pervert! Ye Ling! You're a pervert! Take the initiative! Get attention!]

[That's right, host! You're a teachable kid!] 778 quickly encouraged him, [Come on, use your pure, innocent eyes, filled with unworldly obsession and astonishment! Look at him! Lick him with your gaze! prprpr]

Ye Ling: "..." What? Why is there an onomatopoeia?

He tilted his head and stared at Li Feng's profile without blinking, with a look that he thought was very "focused" and "curious".

Li Feng: “…”

The undisguised, direct gaze from the co-pilot swept across his skin like a feather, its presence too strong for him to ignore.

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the little light blond head beside him through the reflection of the rearview mirror.

The stupid and unsophisticated little troublemaker was completely unaware.

The boy still tilted his head, his hazelnut eyes wide open, as clear as a spring, yet with the concentration of a small animal.

Although the gaze was direct and sticky, it did not make people feel disgusted.

Li Feng calmly withdrew his gaze and stepped on the accelerator a little harder.

The car finally drove into a quiet high-end residential area and stopped in front of a detached villa.

"We're here." Li Feng turned off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. "My parents won't be back until next month. During this time, you'll stay in the innermost guest room on the second floor. You can use the public areas as you please, but stay away from my study and bedroom. There's food in the refrigerator. If you need anything..."

He paused, as if he felt it was pointless to talk about this trouble any more, "Try not to look for me."

After saying that, he walked towards the gate of the villa without looking back.

Ye Ling hurriedly followed, dragging her suitcase.

Entering the villa, he was immediately drawn in by its spaciousness and refinement. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the mirror-like floor, the high-end, beautiful furniture… This was a million times better than the pigeon-like iron cages in the flower and bird market!

Just as he was looking at this new environment curiously, he suddenly heard the sound of claws scratching the ground coming from far away.

“Ouch!”

Accompanied by a vigorous howl, a blue-gray figure rushed out from the corner of the living room like a small cannonball and pounced on Ye Ling accurately.

It was a Husky with eyes like sapphires and its tongue sticking out excitedly!

"Ah!" Ye Ling was caught off guard and staggered, almost falling down. She subconsciously hugged the overly enthusiastic furry creature.

"You... just want to tear it down, right?" Ye Ling recalled the information transmitted by 778, which mentioned that Li Feng had a husky. He steadied himself and gently rubbed the dog's head.

Chaichai immediately barked excitedly, his tail wagging like a propeller, rubbing against Ye Ling non-stop, sniffing him with his wet nose and making a coquettish whining sound in his throat.

"Hello," Ye Ling felt a little itchy from being rubbed, and forgot her nervousness for a moment, "My name is Ye Ling."

Chaichai seemed to understand, and let out another "howl". He gently grabbed Ye Ling's sleeve with his mouth, as if he wanted to drag him somewhere to share his treasure.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Ye Ling was dragged by the 100-pound dog and couldn't help but follow two steps.

Seeing Li Feng going straight up the stairs, Ye Ling had no choice but to pat the Husky on the head and said, "Be good, I'll go with Brother Li Feng first."

The Husky tilted its head, seemingly not understanding, but still opened its mouth and happily followed Ye Ling's feet, becoming his little tail.

Ye Ling remembered the human etiquette she had learned in the Quick Travel Bureau, and obediently stood outside the study door, tugging at the door frame and looking around, but her toes never crossed the threshold.

Chai Chai followed suit, squatting beside him, his furry head also poking into the study, his blue eyes shining brightly.

In the study, a huge curved screen monitor is lit with a dim light, next to it are cool-looking headphones and an advanced mechanical keyboard.

Li Feng walked to the computer as if no one was around, sat down, put on headphones, turned on the computer, and opened the live broadcast software.

Ye Ling didn't dare to disturb him, but couldn't suppress her curiosity about the new environment. She went up and down the stairs, strolled from the living room to the kitchen, and the Husky followed her happily.

Ye Ling touched the smooth marble tabletop here, looked at the abstract decorative painting on the wall there, and from time to time he would whisper to the dog beside him: "This is so bright" and "Do you understand that painting?"

Finally he returned to the study door.

Li Feng was still sitting in front of the computer, his posture seemed to have not changed.

Suddenly, Li Feng's low and cold voice sounded in the quiet room:

"There's a new guest at home... well, let him stay for a few days... it won't affect the live broadcast."

Huh? Are you talking about me?

Ye Ling grabbed the door frame, immediately pricked up his ears, and stretched his neck.

"What are you doing tonight?"

Li Feng frowned slightly and interacted with the audience in the live broadcast room while moving the mouse.

"Well... tonight... we're having chicken."

Eat chicken?

Ye Ling's pupils trembled.

Chicken...chicken?!

Isn't the parrot, in the affectionate name of humans, a "chicken"? Especially the beautiful lovebirds, such as this one, are affectionately called the best of the "chickens"!

Li Feng... what did he just say? Eating chicken tonight?

A chill rushed from the soles of Ye Ling's feet to the top of his head.

He knew that he must have offended Li Feng! Looking back now, Li Feng's unusually cold and indifferent attitude all had a reasonable explanation...

...Steamed? Braised? Or fried?

778 continued to add fuel to the fire in his mind: [Host! Stay calm! Don't let your character collapse! Even if he wants to eat you, you must look at him with obsessed eyes! Show your determination to sacrifice yourself for him!]

Ye Ling: “…”

Li Feng had just entered the game matchmaking queue when he suddenly paused. He couldn't ignore the increasingly intense, even terrified, gaze behind him.

He finally took off his headphones and looked back with a frown.

The golden little troublemaker had a face as pale as paper, just like a frightened chick that had been targeted by its natural enemy.

Li Feng: “?”

He looked at himself, following Ye Ling's horrified gaze, then at the game interface on the screen... Chicken Dinner? PUBG? What's the problem?

"Is there something?" Li Feng asked patiently, raising his eyebrows.

Ye Ling suppressed the urge to run away and forced a smile on his face.

"Um...brother...can't you..." He swallowed and suggested in a low voice with the most innocent and pitiful expression, "...eat fish?"

The air was dead silent.

Li Feng's handsome profile looked even colder and harder under the dim blue light of the monitor.

a long time.

Li Feng remained silent.

But Ye Ling clearly felt that the temperature in the study seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

The look in Li Feng's eyes when he looked at him, besides disgust and annoyance, seemed to include complex emotions such as "What kind of idiot is this?" and "What the hell did my parents give me?"

“…”

Ye Ling bowed suddenly to break the silence: "I'm going back to my room!"

After saying that, he turned and ran, stumbling and falling like a frightened bird flapping its wings to escape.

Li Feng: “…”

He silently watched the small light golden figure disappear outside the door, then looked down at the "Chicken Dinner" battlefield on his screen that had just been successfully matched.

Ye Ling ran out half of the corridor with his head down, then stopped abruptly.

[778!] He roared in his head, as if he belatedly realized something.

[Ahem…] 778 cleared his throat, seeming a bit guilty. [After searching this system, I found that 'chicken eating' has a special meaning in this world. It refers to the game that the protagonist often streams…]

After getting the confirmed answer, Ye Ling did not feel relieved. Instead, her face turned red from the base of her neck to her ears.

"Then I... am so embarrassed." He stood at the end of the corridor in frustration, gazing at the half-open study door over there, feeling caught in a dilemma. "Brother Li Feng must think I'm a hopeless idiot!"

"Ahem, host, this isn't your fault! This isn't even in our study materials..." 778 said in a smooth, soothing voice, "This means nothing unexpected has happened in the plot, and the protagonist isn't so angry he wants to roast you! Your words and actions also fit your character as a country bumpkin. It's simply perfect! Even more rustic than what's described in the book!!"

[……] Ye Ling was depressed and turned to go to the guest room to pack her luggage.