“Licking My Wife’s Abs” commented: “Why is the teacher still wearing clothes? Is he too introverted?”
“I Can Be Fake But My CP Must Be Real” added: “I usually only watch these things in secret. Teacher, you actually cosplayed this so boldly!”
“Luotuo Xiangzi” wrote: “By cosplaying this, where is your morality? Where is your bottom line? Where is your contact information? Where is your address?”
“Strawberry Soft Candy” screamed: “Ahhh! Teacher, you are so beautiful! I am chewing on this! I am supporting this! This time I am going to Thailand to take back everything that belongs to me!”
“Peerless Yellow Flower” chirped: “Hehe, wife! Hehe, wife! Wife, you smell so good!”
“Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior” asked: “Great one, is this not accurate? Why only cosplay and no play?”
Yan Mingyue had seen many similar comments in his past life. Although they made him feel a bit embarrassed, he knew these young girls meant no harm.
To use the words of his former head fan: “Do not let their sunny and cheerful online personas fool you. They scream ‘Wife, you smell so good!’ everywhere, but in real life, they are all very introverted girls. They would not even dare to kiss someone else’s girlfriend on the street.”
Honestly, the part about kissing someone else’s girlfriend on the street was something even a truly sunny and cheerful boy would not do.
Yan Mingyue sat cross-legged on the carpet, laughing out loud as he scrolled through the comments. Looking at the group of hungry little fans, he thought for a moment and typed: “Interested fans can join my fan group. There will be perks from time to time!”
“Ding! Your special interest, Little Darling Yun Min, has posted an update!”
A pop-up appeared on Gu Yuebai’s phone. He instinctively clicked it and was instantly pulled into Yan Mingyue’s fan group. The first thing he saw was a selfie Yan Mingyue had likely taken just after returning to his apartment.
In the photo, Yan Mingyue was wearing Gu Yuebai’s pajamas. Because they were a bit large, the fabric had slipped off one shoulder. His hair was slightly messy, and he smiled sleepily at the camera, looking very obedient. To use his aunt’s words, he looked like a soft and sweet little puppy.
Gu Yuebai had never understood why people used animals to describe humans until today. Now, he finally understood.
“Brother? Why is your face red?” Jin Xi looked up from a bite of his bun and saw Gu Yuebai’s flushed face.
Gu Yuebai instinctively turned off his phone and adjusted his expression. He looked at Jin Xi as if he wanted to ask something but ultimately remained silent. He touched his warm face and said, “It is nothing. The air in the room is just a bit stuffy.”
Hearing this, Jin Xi looked around and saw the wide-open balcony door in the living room with a continuous breeze blowing in. Stuffy? He felt a bit of a chill down his spine, as if a ghost were standing behind him.
Cousin, “the air is stuffy” is a lie.
Yan Mingyue’s photo caused a massive stir in the fan group. Gu Yuebai only looked away for a moment, and the flood of messages had already pushed the photo into some forgotten corner of the chat history.
“Blessing Lady’s Beauty” screamed: “Ahhh! Help! Wife is so beautiful! Let me take a sniff!”
“Twenty-Year-Old Cold Stepfather” wrote: “Three, two, one! It is up!”
Gu Yuebai looked at the other usernames, then at his own overly serious name, and silently exited the fan group. After a moment of thought, he changed his name to one Jin Xi had used before: “Wicked Demon King.”
Wicked Demon King. Perfect.
He glanced at Jin Xi sitting on the sofa and said, “I have matters to handle. I am going to the study. Do not disturb me unless it is important.”
Jin Xi assumed it was company business and gave him an “OK” gesture. “Do not worry, Brother. I definitely will not disturb you, and I will not let Yan Mingyue disturb you either!”
Gu Yuebai thought: Thank you so much, you kind soul.
Someone in the fan group soon noticed something was off.
“Peerless Yellow Flower” asked: “Great one, I have a question that might be a bit forward. I feel like you do not really seem like a girl?”
Yan Mingyue, sitting on the carpet, froze for a moment. He realized these girls had mistaken him for a “cross-dressing king,” which was a girl cosplaying as a man.
He replied: “I am not. I am a boy, a male cosplayer.”
The scrolling messages in the group seemed to pause for a second. Immediately after, the scandalous comments became much more formal. They could talk dirty to a handsome female cosplayer, but they had to be polite and restrained with a handsome male cosplayer.
“Twenty-Year-Old Cold Stepfather” commented: “At first glance: Wife! You smell so good! Let me lick! After finding out he is a male cosplayer: Teacher is very beautiful! After finding out the teacher has a girlfriend: Comrade, your cosplay is very impressive!”
The politeness was enough to make one laugh. Yan Mingyue smiled even wider at their comments. Girls who liked the ACG world were truly cute.
Yun Min posted: “Everyone, you do not need to be restrained. I do not have a girlfriend.”
There is always a sharp-eyed fan who catches the key point.
“Peerless Yellow Flower” asked: “Teacher has no girlfriend? Does that mean the teacher has a boyfriend?”
Peerless Yellow Flower, why is it you again, you little brat!