Chapter 22

After scrolling through the forum for a few more pages, Mu Yu had to admit that his fans were pure perverts, and the entire forum was filled with the aura of his dream boy and girl.

After Mu Yu browsed through a few posts, he finally stopped at a post called [Reasonable Discussion of Little Succubus].

"There are a lot of pictures and crazy quotes everywhere. This post should be normal." Mu Yu murmured to himself.

After seeing the extreme remarks and various pictures, Mu Yu wanted to see something normal, even if he scolded him.

When I clicked on the post, the poster was very rational and asked a question for everyone at the beginning.

[Recently, Little Succubus has been speeding through the v-circle since he came out. Loulou actually doesn’t understand why he is so famous. There are quite a lot of fans who like him. Why is this? 】

【I admit that the little succubus's voice is really nice, and it fits his personality. It's cold yet sexy, pure yet arrogant.】

【The flaws are also obvious. First of all, he basically doesn't know how to sing and interact with the audience. Maybe there is really no shortage of fans, which I am quite sorry for. 】

A very serious question and sense, which quickly aroused responses from many people.

First floor: [The other person in the world... I think so too. He really talks very little and plays games every day. He ignores us at all. ]

Second floor: [Aren’t you satisfied? It's good for my wife to be like this. If he likes to go out and hang out, I'm afraid he will be abducted. 】

Third floor: 【My wife doesn’t like live broadcasts very much. Every time someone gives a gift, he is still obsessed with playing games. 】

Fourth floor: 【When others give gifts, he plays games. When I chat with him, he also plays games. When I was with him yesterday, he still played games. I immediately became angry and taught him hard who was his real husband! 】

Fifth floor: 【You are wrong upstairs. You are not the baby’s husband, his games are. 】

Sixth floor: 【hhhh My baby just treats live broadcasting as a job, and is a bit social. ]

Seventh Floor: [Actually, it’s very simple. He has great personal charm, a nice voice, and he plays games well. And he’s lovable. Sometimes liking is something as simple as that. He doesn't have to do anything and everyone will still like him. 】

Eighth Floor: 【Original, do you still remember that he collaborated with the professional champion and almost beat the opponent? Everyone was super shocked at the time, and hot searches were down for several days. He has a high level of skill and can pick up any game quickly. He can find a way out even if he is not a virtual up master. ]

Ninth Floor: [Personally, I think the guild is willing to support him. After all, he has many brothers and sisters, and they won’t even blink when spending money for him. 】

Tenth floor: 【There are indeed many advantages. As long as he doesn't show his face and maintains his leather persona, he can still be a top player for a few more years. 】

Floor 11: 【Are there fewer cases where rich brother gave him money before, but in the end he returned the money to his fans? I don’t understand why he came to the live broadcast, it’s a bit strange...]

Twelfth Floor: [He doesn’t value money, maybe he has money. 】

Twelfth Floor: 【I would like to add a few points. The first one is that everyone only likes him on the skin. We don’t know what he looks like on the skin yet. There may be filters. The second point is that he is basically a fan of boyfriends and girlfriends. Once the love and Neptune cases come out, he can basically withdraw from the circle, but he is very self-sufficient and rarely has contact with other bloggers. 】

Owner: 【You said so...I suddenly remembered that many bloggers in the v circle have been opened accounts recently. Do you know? There are just a lot of them... there are a lot of them, and some people familiar with the matter seem to have found out that they have something to do with the little succubi. 】

After finishing speaking, the poster put the link to other posts below.

Opening an account, having a relationship with him, these words were connected together, and Mu Yu thought of the video blogger who threatened to expose his photos.

After Mu Yu clicked on the post, he looked at the post title and the name of the poster, and was stunned.

Coincidence? The title of the post is: [Virtual ups with incorrect views were brutally opened accounts, but the reason behind it may be related to the succubus Aka]

The poster's name is MY, the first letter of the pinyin of Muyu's name is capitalized.

Mu Yu flipped through each one and found some connections in his mind.

The first person to be ripped off was a female blogger who was a sidekick. She had previously sent him a private message to see if they could chat together online.

It was revealed that she bullied others at school, causing them to drop out of school.

The second one is a good-looking male blogger. I have been sending private messages to ask him out to meet.

As a result, a female fan now exposed him as Neptune and abandoned his family and children.

There were also some bloggers who were picked out, but Mu Yu had no impression of them.

But most bloggers, including Mu Yu, have received private messages from each other.

At the end of the post, the poster also made a guess that the next person to open an account is likely to be Mu Yu.

"Is it interesting?" Mu Yu whispered.

He looked at a series of information and evidence, and the dense malice and disgust almost swallowed him up like a surging tide.

Mu Yu sat in front of the computer, an unspeakable bitterness stuck in his throat, the bitterness permeated his body, and his sanity collapsed along with the pain.

The room became so quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Mu Yu seemed to be lying in an endless sea of ​​​​dead, unable to hear a sound.

It came at him, and the system was also complicit.

After a while, Mu Yu regained his strength.

He pushed open the door and looked at Jiang Mian, who was cooking and looking like a good family man, with his black obsidian eyes, the mockery in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Come here." Mu Yu ordered Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian's figure seemed to be frozen, looking at Mu Yu quietly, his eyes revealing a calm and warm atmosphere, "What's wrong?"

The softer his eyes were, the more they were like a poisonous dagger, piercing Mu Yu fiercely. heart.

Good and bad, let them all rot together.

"Jiang Mian, don't look at me."

Mu Yu covered Jiang Mian's eyes and kissed her gently.

Before Jiang Mian could react, there was a soft touch on her lips.

This kiss was very light, like a dragonfly touching water, fleeting, but even more lingering.

After their eyes were separated, each other's breathing was ambiguous and lingering together, and their heartbeats were beating violently one after another.

Mu Yu's kissing skills were really bad. He did nothing except touch his lips to Jiang Mian's body, which was like a piece of white paper.

From the passionate kiss at the beginning to the pure love later, the change was so drastic that Jiang Mian's heart was squeezed by an invisible big hand.

Please come closer, okay?

Jiang Mianyi reluctantly left Mu Yu, stretched out her hand to touch Mu Yu's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why did you kiss me so suddenly? Did something happen?"

Mu Yu nodded slightly, his dark eyes sparkling, and he just said Silent.

"Let's keep kissing, okay?" Jiang Mian said.

He obviously said the words of request, but he took the lead and kissed Mu Yu.

Neither of them had much experience, and Jiang Mian was a blank slate, but he learned faster than Mu Yu. After a while, he would learn to lick Mu Yu's tongue.

He was happy, but Mu Yu suffered a lot. He stood on tiptoes and leaned on Jiang Mian, whimpering like a swan weeping.

This was his own choice, but the consequences were too heavy for Mu Yu to accept.