Chapter 159: Why Did You Mute Yourself?

Lin Ruocheng blushed directly in her room upon hearing the other’s response.

This woman seemed like she would never feel shy.

Even in bed, it was the same.

Those naughty words were things Lin Ruocheng had never even heard of—who knew where she had learned them?

She certainly hadn’t sent her any study materials.

Maybe she had consulted Yu Qiuli.

So she knew all the things she should and shouldn’t know.

What happened to her pure and innocent CV big sis?

Of course, sometimes when they got bored in bed, they would play elsewhere. These were rather restricted topics that could only be understood, not spoken.

The other’s voice remained perfectly calm, as if she were genuinely explaining that oranges were a delicious fruit.

Lin Ruocheng showered the livestream with several sports cars, reigniting the atmosphere.

Fu Yanxi knew this was Lin Ruocheng’s account.

Su just chuckled softly.

She didn’t say anything else, and neither did Fu Yanxi.

She also refrained from saying anything inappropriate for broadcast.

Was this a reward?

Or was it praise for what she had said?

Xu Qingzhou had no idea this was Lin Ruocheng’s account and assumed it was Fu Yanxi’s top fan.

She quickly voiced her thanks.

Lin Ruocheng then left the livestream and pulled a rather sexy black qipao from her closet.

The slit was a bit too high.

It could definitely qualify as something naughty. Hadn’t she said oranges were delicious?

Then she would let her see just how tasty an orange could be.

Was it as good as she imagined?

Fu Yanxi listened attentively to the others’ comments, replying occasionally.

She was usually quite reserved with her words.

If she had to speak, it was in official-sounding phrases.

The listeners were used to Fu Yanxi’s usual style.

They adored the Xiliu who conquered the online world with her voice. Besides, she treated this hobby with such professionalism—surely she wasn’t just anyone in real life. For the dubbing circle to have a teacher like her, with that voice alone, it was more than enough.

What was there to complain about?

It was also thanks to Fu Yanxi’s voice that more female voice actors gained visibility.

Their pay and treatment finally matched that of male voice actors.

Lin Ruocheng quietly opened the door.

Fu Yanxi heard the sound and turned her head.

She immediately blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look back at Lin Ruocheng.

Lin Ruocheng’s outfit was a black semi-sheer ensemble with lace trim as decoration.

Just one glance made Fu Yanxi feel like her nose might start bleeding…

Lin Ruocheng was playing dirty.

She was so beautiful—beautiful enough that Fu Yanxi wanted to hide her away.

Hide her so only Fu Yanxi could see everything: her bloom, her moans.

Lin Ruocheng said nothing.

She simply brought over a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and handed it to her.

Then she sat back down on the bed across from Fu Yanxi’s desk.

She dropped a straw into the glass and did nothing else but sip the juice.

Occasionally biting the straw with her teeth.

Fu Yanxi struggled to steady her breathing.

She forced her thoughts away from Lin Ruocheng.

She compelled herself to focus on work.

But… Lin Ruocheng had just showered using Fu Yanxi’s usual body wash.

The soft scent lingered on her skin.

Fu Yanxi’s gaze drifted over repeatedly.

Lin Ruocheng grew a bit bored and took some body lotion from the bedside, gently applying it.

Her movements felt like they were in slow motion.

Her boneless, supple fingers glided over her calf, inching upward along the inner side…

Fu Yanxi turned her face away.

She felt like she was about to lose control.

But she was still working.

Endure it, endure…

The room had no windows open.

Lin Ruocheng’s body lotion smelled the same as Fu Yanxi’s body wash.

Suddenly, the entire room filled with her scent.

Fu Yanxi could even feel a warm tingle on her fingertips…

She couldn’t help but swallow.

The tiny gulping sound was masked by the ongoing livestream chatter.

By the latter half, Fu Yanxi could barely make out what the others were saying.

She responded half-heartedly.

Her attention was completely shot.

Lin Ruocheng felt rather innocent—she really hadn’t done anything.

She was just sitting on the bed applying lotion.

“Actually, choosing Xiliu for the receiving role was one of the author’s wishes too. It seems like the character was written entirely for Xiliu CV—a cool, handsome receiver. Is the author satisfied?”

“Very satisfied. The night I learned Xiliu CV was dubbing my radio drama, I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. Her voice fits my character perfectly; it feels like she’s the one. And I’ve met her in person—her looks and figure are killer!”

A string of comments followed, urging the author to reveal Xiliu CV’s appearance.

Though Xiliu CV had always been mysterious in her dubbing days.

She never showed her face, but fans couldn’t help speculating.

They desperately wanted to know what she looked like.

Especially last summer at her first offline event—huge crowds.

A sea of people.

Those up front had seen Fu Yanxi herself.

Still no face reveal, just a pair of aggressively cold, aloof eyes.

Plus an amazing figure and… cooking utensils?

“We’ll keep it secret. Can’t say. Anyway, she’s super beautiful and handsome!”

The author dodged playfully.

“It’s my honor.”

After saying that, Fu Yanxi clicked mute.

She stood up abruptly.

She really couldn’t take it anymore.

She wanted to punish this mischievous little rabbit who had barged in.

Lin Ruocheng muttered the line mockingly under her breath.

“It’s my honor~”

Her tone dripped with sarcasm.

She only dared to be this upset—what else could she do?

After all, her girlfriend was the top total gong in the audio drama world. What could she do?

She could only sulk a little and feel jealous.

Suddenly, she felt shrouded in shadow.

She looked up and met Fu Yanxi’s eyes—cold yet tinged with tenderness.

“Uh… you keep going, keep going…”

Fu Yanxi reached out, pinched her chin, leaned in, and kissed her.

Lin Ruocheng never expected this usually composed woman to lose control one day.

She pushed lightly, trying to speak.

But Fu Yanxi sealed her lips, murmuring in the gap.

“Don’t make a sound. Everyone’s listening… my master…”

Fu Yanxi’s voice held a hint of wickedness.

Lin Ruocheng panted softly.

She raised her hand and bit her bent index finger knuckle, desperately stifling the sounds threatening to escape. She was wrong—Fu Yanxi was never a docile big dog, but a wild, untamed wolf.

She was just a rabbit delivered to the door, a lamb to the slaughter.

A few minutes later, Fu Yanxi finally sat back down.

She unmuted herself.

Xu Qingzhou, curious, asked on behalf of the netizens.

“Why did you mute yourself earlier?”

“My throat was dry, so I went to the kitchen for a glass of water.”