Sexy rich woman, making money online

Chapter 429 Then play music and then dance

"Welcome, Emperor R! Emperor R has arrived! Everyone make way—"

The host's voice was like a firecracker exploding, crashing into my ears amidst the noisy and lively background music in the trendy men's group hall.

As soon as Mu Zhirui entered the live stream, before the screen had even fully loaded, this shout came down. But her gaze didn't linger on the scrolling welcome comments for even half a second, nor did she look at the boys lining up to greet her on the left. Instead, she locked her eyes on Zhichun on the right side of the screen.

The young boy was already quite eye-catching, with a head of fluffy light brown curly hair that softly clung to his ears, the ends of which had a natural curve, making his already fair skin even more radiant, like thin snow that had just fallen in the cold winter, so delicate that it seemed as if it would melt at the slightest touch.

Instead of wearing her usual soft hoodie today, she changed into a sleek black outfit.

The black cropped top had its neckline slightly open, revealing a small section of clearly defined collarbone. The contrast between the cool black and the soft white was striking, retaining a youthful innocence while adding an indescribable allure.

He still held the doll close to his chest, his arm gently wrapped around it, his posture exuding a nonchalant laziness, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him, his whole being as if shrouded in a thin mist.

But when the familiar account appeared in the entry prompt, his eyes lit up instantly, like a star suddenly falling in the night sky, and all his previous laziness disappeared.

Zhichun glanced up quickly at the camera, making sure R-Emperor was really there. She immediately raised the rabbit plush toy in her arms, gently pinching its little arm with her fingertips, and slowly made a big heart shape with her hands towards the camera. She moved her lips and clearly mouthed, "Giving my sister a heart~~~"

As he spoke, shallow dimples appeared on both sides of his cheeks, set in his porcelain-like face, so sweet they seemed to drip with honey.

Mu Zhirui was truly impressed with her own judgment!

I made the right choice to pick Zhichun, this sweetheart, from among a crowd.

This was the first time in her life that she had felt such a strong protective instinct towards a boy.

With a light tap of her fingertip on the screen, a set of pink hearts immediately floated onto Zhichun's head.

Seeing the light in the boy's eyes brighten instantly, Mu Zhirui couldn't help but smile, her eyes filled with undisguised joy.

Only then did he slowly shift his gaze and take a good look at the trendy men's group hall today.

I was so focused on finding Zhichun that I didn't look closely, but now I realize that the hall seems a little different than usual.

The boys lining up were all dressed in the same outfit: black tops with dark gray suit pants, looking neat and smart.

But that's not the most eye-catching part.

The black tops were slightly tight, which perfectly outlined the boys' figures.

Her shoulders were as straight as a pine tree, and there was not an ounce of excess fat around her waist and abdomen. When she raised her arms to interact, the fabric clung gently to her body, and you could even vaguely see the faint lines of her muscles underneath. It was a subtle yet powerful look that was completely different from her previous youthful appearance. It was neither exaggerated nor lacking in power, but it was enough to make people unable to look away.

The main thing is!

Mu Zhirui's gaze paused for a moment, then fell on the middle of the boys' chests.

Are those two faintly protruding curves actually convex ( ) decorations?

[R: Wow!]

This is amazing!

No wonder there were more online viewers on the tree today than usual; they were all little yellow girls.

The chat was already buzzing with excitement, filled with jokes and exclamations that scrolled by incredibly fast:

[Hahaha, I can already picture it in my mind just from those two words, "R Emperor"! You must have noticed, right? You definitely have!]

[Hehehehehehehe, the operations team really understands us! I give this outfit a perfect score!]

[This group of trendy guys is really winning my heart more and more, who doesn't understand! I was practically trapped here the moment I entered, and I haven't wanted to leave for hours!]

[Can I wear skinny jeans next time? Please!]

[You're really bold to say that! I've never heard anything so blunt even while watching movies. Thumbs up!]

[Waaaaah, my Zhichun is wearing this too! You weren't like this before, you've gone astray!]

[I never knew Xue had such a great figure, so fit!]

[Ahem, keep your voices down! Is it really something to be proud of to say it so bluntly? (Steals another glance)]

Everyone really liked today's outfit.

Zhichun seemed unaccustomed to this outfit, holding a rabbit doll in both hands, always subconsciously using the doll to shield herself from view, subtly concealing her curves.

But doing so would either result in a laughing reprimand from the host or shouts from the audience on the screen. He had no choice but to reluctantly move the doll away a little, his ears turning even redder. He looked both shy and obedient, which made him even more adorable than others.

This is simply an ultimate visual feast!

Mu Zhirui already had a premonition that her meager savings were about to be lost.

"Your Majesty, do you like the children's outfits today?" the host asked.

Seeing Zhichun's furtive glances on the screen, and recalling what she had just witnessed, Mu Zhirui's face flushed inexplicably. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she stubbornly retorted:

[R: Actually, I don't like it at all, really, it's only slightly attractive, really!]

[R: She just has a good figure, that's all... cough cough, it's nothing special!]

[Haha, R-Emperor is so stubborn!]

[So cute! Just say you like it!]

[Laughing so hard I'm rich! Is there anything R-Emperor doesn't like?]

[I think the clothing isn't revealing enough. Could you pull the clothes up a bit more?]

Hey you upstairs, I've been watching you for a while now.

Hehehehehehe

The host couldn't stop laughing: "OK, got it! You're all just saying one thing but doing another, right? Kids, keep playing the music and dancing, and show Emperor R our new outfits for today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, upbeat music started playing, and the boys swayed gently to the rhythm. Zhichun was no exception, but she was still clutching a rabbit doll in her hand. Her movements were gentle, like a little dumpling swaying to the music, which made Mu Zhirui feel soft and tender.

Even the camera operators in this live stream are exceptionally skilled.

They deliberately chose to give close-ups of content that couldn't be broadcast.

[Camera technician, do you want your livestream to get banned? Give me more if you want to watch, hehe]

[The milk foam is good, cough cough cough I mean the eyes are big]

You'd better say something about eyes (doge) (doge) (doge)

Xue usually looks aloof and cold, but look at those pectoral muscles... wow!

[I want a male mom! I want a male mom!]

[Help! I'm dead from that turn! That shoulder line is just too amazing!]

[Zhichun babies are so cute when they move!]

[When Xue raised her hand just now, I think I saw it clearly! The camera work is really well done!]

[Where's R-Emperor? Why isn't he saying anything? Is he stunned?]

Mu Zhirui really didn't have time to send bullet comments.

There were so many highlights that she didn't know which one to look at.

Perhaps because she had a stronger liking for Zhichun, she looked at him for a longer time. When Zhichun swayed to the rhythm, she couldn't help but glance at the camera out of the corner of her eye, as if looking for someone's figure. Halfway through the sway, she would subconsciously pull the rabbit doll closer to her, but her movements were a beat too slow and she was out of sync with Xue next to her. She couldn't help but burst out laughing, and her dimples appeared again, sweet enough to overshadow the coldness of her black outfit.

The sharp-eyed host immediately joked, "Zhichun! Pay attention! Don't just focus on finding Emperor R, you've messed up the rhythm!"

These words caused an even louder uproar in the chat, with everyone else laughing along. Zhichun's ears instantly turned bright red, as if rouged, and she tightened her grip on the doll, mouthing, "Sister, I wasn't daydreaming..."

"R rewards Zhichun with Carnival x1"

[R: That's right, our Chiharu wasn't daydreaming.]

"Wow! Thank you, Emperor R, for the gift!" The host immediately raised his voice, "Emperor R, would you like Zhichun to perform a solo dance?"

R: Okay

Having received the gift, Zhichun successfully got his own microphone. His tone still carried a hint of shyness: "Thank you for the gift, sister. I'll dance a new dance for you. I haven't been practicing for long, so please don't laugh at me if I make a mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed the rabbit doll he was holding on a small stool next to the camera and gently patted the doll's head.

Then he turned around, his hands hanging gently at his sides, his fingertips quietly together, even his posture exuding a serious and obedient air.

The dynamic yet gentle accompaniment slowly began to play. Zhichun took a deep breath, gently raised her shoulders to the first drumbeat, and slowly moved her body to the rhythm of the music.

Without the doll's cover, the little trick of the black cropped top was completely revealed.

The faint curve of her chest rose and fell gently with her movements. When she raised her hand, the fabric rode up a little, revealing a small section of her waistline. The cool black made her skin appear even whiter, creating an even greater contrast than before, causing the comments on the public chat to scroll even faster.

[The dance was so beautiful, and she was so fair-skinned...cough cough cough cough]

It really looks great.

Your best feature is your dancing.

Zhichun was incredibly shy, her ear tips were so red they were almost bleeding, and even the base of her ears was a light pink, but she still bit her lip and obediently followed the rhythm to dance.

His eyes were bright, like they held starlight. With each jump, he would secretly glance at the camera, as if to make sure she was watching.

The music landed on a light, upbeat drumbeat, and Zhichun raised her hands in time with the rhythm, slowly stretching her arms upwards.

With this movement, the slightly tight black top rode up a bit, revealing the clearly defined six-pack abs to the camera without any concealment.

Mu Zhirui was surprised.

Zhichun usually seems harmless, but she actually has such a great figure?

The abdominal muscles aren't exaggerated, but each one is clearly defined, with no excess fat around the waist and abdomen. The muscle lines on the sides of the waist are smooth and attractive, clearly showing that the person exercises regularly and has put in a lot of effort.

Just as Zhichun was about to make the next move to the music, she glanced down and saw the curve of her clothes being lifted up. She panicked instantly, her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly reached out to pull her clothes down.

After adjusting his clothes, he couldn't help but secretly glance at the camera, as if he were watching something.

Mu Zhirui smiled.

tsk...

He had better not be careless.

"Sister, I'm done dancing. What do you think?" Zhichun breathed softly, his doe-like eyes catching the comments on the screen. The audience was praising him, but what he wanted to hear most was not their voices.

One sentence left Mu Zhirui speechless.

She just wanted to ask, does anyone actually watch dancing seriously?

Anyway, she didn't.

cough.

She admitted that she was a big glutton.

"Sister?" Zhichun asked again, not seeing her comment.

This time, we finally got a response.

[R: Looks good]

Other things that look good are still good-looking, right?

Zhichun breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you like it, sister."

After saying that, she picked up her doll and gently covered her chest with it.

"Thank you for requesting the dance, R-huang. Would you like to watch more? Zhichun has learned several new dances." The host asked again. When they weren't competing for the center position, it cost 520 yuan to request a dance. Mu Zhirui spent so much money on the Carnival that she could watch several more.

R: No, let him rest for a bit.

"Okay, R-Emperor, Zhichun, please sit on the sofa in the back. Then we'll get to today's main topic... Ouch! Thank you, R-Emperor, for the one-dragon combo! No! Two dragons! Wait, how many dragons do we need to do?"

[Ahhhh, so many dragons! The special effects are amazing again, thank you R-Emperor!]

[I've always seen R-Emperor unleash Hua Ziyu, but this is the first time I've seen Sister kill a dragon!]

[Does one dance involve ten dragons? Is this industry really that profitable?]

Mu Zhirui created a total of ten dragons.

[R: I've already spent a lot of money. Five of them are for Chiharu, and you guys can divide the rest among yourselves.]

There are six people in the live broadcast room, including the host.

One person per person except for Chiharu.

wrong.

Mu Zhirui posted another message.

[R: This is a bonus camera movement]

Without a camera operator, how could she possibly eat so well?

After sending the comment, a rough, unfamiliar male voice rang out in the live stream: "Thank you, R-Emperor! I will continue to work hard!"

[Maya! This is the first time I've heard a camera operator's voice. Camera operator, you'd better keep up the good work. Those who know, know.]

[Waaaaah, I've really had a feast for the eyes today!]

[Thank you R-Emperor, thank you for the camera work. R-Emperor is so generous, sharing the people he likes with us.]

[R-King, could you please let them each dance a segment? I really want to see it! I really want to see it! I really want to see it!]

[Want to see more? +1. To be honest, it would be a shame if today's outfit didn't push the boundaries.]

[Raise your hand]

Mu Zhirui noticed these comments and happily fulfilled their requests.

"Alright, everyone prepare a solo dance. Is the camera operator ready?"

Camera movement: "Ready? Leave it to me, ladies!"