OVTTGTBE Chapter 19

Breaking the Ice

Bai Yao exploded.

“What the hell else can I do? Of course, I’m doing *you*!”

Peach Milk: “……?”

“What’s wrong with you?? Since it was a voice call, why didn’t you say a word just now?!” Bai Yao was practically roaring.

At this age, full of youthful vigor, and at home, isn’t this behavior normal? He’s the only one at home, it’s not like he’s doing something shameful.

Why didn’t he speak up sooner? To interrupt him just before he was about to finish, saying it wasn’t intentional? Bai Yao would never believe that.

He even said he had just dialed the voice call himself? Ha, this guy is getting better and better at making up stories.

Although, from the time he left the KTV until now, Bai Yao had been dizzy. When he was brushing his teeth just now, he accidentally squeezed the facial cleanser onto his toothbrush, and it took him a few brushes to realize something was wrong. But how could he mistake the voice call button for the short voice message button?

Peach Milk must have secretly dialed the voice call, and then the soft, warm bed sheets or blanket accidentally pressed the answer button.

Peach Milk chuckled softly and said, “I’m sorry.”

“I misunderstood you today.”

“Good disciple, don’t be mad at me, okay? And don’t delete my WeChat.”

Bai Yao: “……”

He was halfway there, who wanted to talk about this kind of crap?

The person on the other end of the phone had been silent after his roar, so Peach Milk simply continued to ask him, “Do you need me to help you?”

“How can you help?”

Bai Yao asked.

“Hmm, let me think…”

Peach Milk’s voice gradually became ambiguous, “Do you have a strip of cloth nearby?”

Bai Yao looked around. His sleeping pants were thrown on the other side of the bed, and under the sleeping pants was a black, little thing that he didn’t use often.

“I have an eye mask.”

“Even better.” Peach Milk said softly, “Put it on.”

Bai Yao put it on as he was told, and said softly, “Okay, I’ve put it on.”

“Good boy, are you hot?”

“A little hot.”

Guessing what would probably happen next, Bai Yao felt his heart was about to ignite.

Peach Milk continued to guide him, “Now undo your pajamas.”

“Mmm… okay.”

…

The next day at 11:30 AM, Bai Yao dragged his tired body out of bed. He unlocked his phone as soon as possible and hung up the voice call that had lasted all night.

The eye mask was nowhere to be found, and there were tissues thrown all over the floor, each one a testament to his indulgence last night.

Bai Yao sat on the edge of the bed with a dark face, unable to face reality.

He had drunk too much last night, but not so drunk that he could forget everything.

Not only did he not forget, but he even remembered it with perfect clarity—how many times he called “Husband” under the guidance of Peach Milk last night, and what changes occurred in the later terms of address, from modern to ancient times, and from equality for all to a master-servant relationship, and then the master-servant relationship reversed, and reversed again…

He woke up feeling a little uncomfortable.

He looked at the WeChat friend list that he had just set to the top last night, and the note had changed from [Peach Milk] to [Bedtime Exclusive Master].

Crap.

Liu Yucheng was such a bastard, actually seducing him when he was drunk. He didn’t even know what the point was of Liu Yucheng still using the Peach Milk persona.

They had been intimate in bed before, with those flirtatious words and guidance methods; even if he hadn’t suspected it before, Bai Yao could now directly confirm after last night that Peach Milk was Liu Yucheng.

Moreover, this bastard even took a photo of Bai Yao’s upper body, abs very visible, but without showing his face.

He only drank a little and ended up in such a disaster. Bai Yao swore to himself from now on he would never drink again.

While cursing in his heart, he bent down and picked up the tissues on the floor one by one, and flushed them all down the toilet.

Although he had broken the ice these past few days, he didn’t know whether he should continue to interact with Peach Milk in the future, or how to interact with him.

The holiday always passed so quickly. Bai Yao felt like he hadn’t done anything. It was dark outside after only eating two meals. Aunt Yang also went home early from work, and he was the only one left in the big villa again.

At around 8:00 PM, Bai Yao was lying on the long sofa in the living room, fiddling with the TV remote control. Zhang Yifang suddenly sent him a message, saying: “Damn, I haven’t been on the game for a long time. You’re almost at max level?”

Bai Yao: “What’s wrong?”

Zhang Yifang: “Be honest, you’ve been glued to your phone chatting every day for the past few days. Did you hook up with that little sister master in your game?”

Bai Yao: “……Did you forget my orientation?”

Thinking back, Zhang Yifang was wearing headphones and queuing up with Tao Lin when he told Li Jinyang that he was on voice chat with his game master. Did he still not know that the [Why Bother Caring] game account had changed owners?

Zhang Yifang: “Are you busy tonight? If not, let’s go on the game, I’ll take you to max level, and then I’ll take you to farm equipment.”

Bai Yao: “I’m free now, log in?”

Zhang Yifang: “Okay! Voice chat?”

Bai Yao: “Yeah, let’s use WeChat.”

Back in the room and logged into the game, Bai Yao pretended not to see [Peach Milk] who was online and idling, and formed a team with Zhang Yifang.

Before they even started queuing up for a dungeon, Zhang Yifang asked on voice, “Who is Peach Milk? I see they keep applying to join the team.”

Bai Yao: “……My master, changed their name.”

“Oh, oh, then I’ll pull her in, it’s better to have a little sister to play with!” Zhang Yifang smiled and immediately invited Peach Milk to join the team.

Bai Yao didn’t know what to say for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the team list added the name Peach Milk. After joining the team, this person didn’t say anything. The team leader, Zhang Yifang, didn’t think too much and directly started queuing up.

Seeing the position Peach Milk chose, Zhang Yifang was surprised and said, “I remember your master didn’t play tank before? Did she switch? But that’s good, it’s fast to queue for dungeons with a tank.”

“Uh…”

Bai Yao hesitated, lowered his head, opened WeChat, clicked on the friend marked as [Bedtime Exclusive Master], and typed to ask him: What are you doing?

Bedtime Exclusive Master: Accompanying you to level up.

Bedtime Exclusive Master: Who is this archer in the team?

Bedtime Exclusive Master: Your WeChat voice is busy, you’re on voice with him?

Bai Yao: That’s my roommate, it’s none of your business who I’m on voice with, right?

Bedtime Exclusive Master: Entered the instance, click confirm.

Bai Yao: Leave after this round.

…

The good news was that after a night of high-intensity dungeon farming, Bai Yao finally reached max level; the bad news was that Peach Milk never left.

On the one hand, it was because Peach Milk had a thick skin; on the other hand, it was because Zhang Yifang couldn’t bear for him to leave.

Zhang Yifang not only kept praising him on voice, but also typed it out in the chat box, for example, “Little sister is amazing, you play tank so well. Are you interested in doing the raid next CD? I added you as a friend, you definitely saw it, right? Accept me!”

Peach Milk only replied “Mmm” in the chat box at the beginning, and didn’t type any more words in the chat box for the rest of the time. Bai Yao didn’t know if he had accepted Zhang Yifang’s friend request.

“If I had known your master played tank so well, I would have asked her to do the high-difficulty raid! Did you notice when we were doing the instance? The healer didn’t heal much, they were just following and idling in the back.”

“Bai Yao, since you like men, can I…”

Bai Yao interrupted him directly, “No.”

“I haven’t even finished speaking yet!”

Zhang Yifang asked doubtfully, “Why not? I like girls, she’s a girl, and she’s so good at the game, she’s my favorite type! So, what do you think…”

Bai Yao directly burst his bubble, “Because my master’s account has long been changed, now it’s actually a big-dicked cute girl, do you still like it?”

Zhang Yifang was indeed disgusted and said, “Damn, since you knew, why didn’t you say it sooner? I wasted my expressions for nothing!”

“Watching you flirt online, it’s terribly clumsy.”

Bai Yao couldn’t help laughing, “Even if the other party is really a girl, this kind of hard-flirting pickup is too much like a greasy old uncle.”

“Wait, your orientation is male; your master has changed, also male…”

Zhang Yifang directly ignored his words and suddenly realized, “The person you’ve been chatting with all this time is him! Yao-ge, are you planning to have an online relationship?”

Bai Yao thought, their relationship was pretty much the same as an online relationship.

Which normal netizen would hang up on voice chat for two consecutive nights? And chat so lewdly.

But if he really had to admit it, Bai Yao still felt a little embarrassed to talk about online relationships, so he said, “We’re not officially together yet.”

“That’s easy to handle, do you like him?” Zhang Yifang asked.

Bai Yao didn’t hesitate much and directly replied, “I guess I like him.”

As soon as he said it, he immediately regretted it. He didn’t want to admit that the liking in his heart was actually because he hadn’t completely let go of Liu Yucheng.

And although Peach Milk was just a persona, as long as Peach Milk was willing to stand in the light, what was reflected would ultimately be Liu Yucheng’s shadow.

After last night, Bai Yao felt that letting go of someone was not that easy, especially when this person was still pulling him hard with an invisible hand, unwilling to let go.

Zhang Yifang continued, “If you like him, be with him. Anyway, I think anyone who comes along now is more reliable than that Liu Yucheng.”

Bai Yao: “……”

Good brother, I’m sorry, but this person is your unreliable Liu Yucheng.

Bai Yao hadn’t figured out what way to expose him in the future. Before that, he should keep it a secret from Zhang Yifang, the gossipmonger.

“It’s not about being together or not… No, what are you typing in the chat box???”

Bai Yao was halfway through speaking when he saw what Zhang Yifang typed in the team channel, and instantly became anxious.

[Ferryman]: Peach Milk, let me ask you, do you like your disciple?

[Peach Milk]: Yes, I like him very much.

[Don’t Blame Me My Net Is Lagging]:……?

[Don’t Blame Me My Net Is Lagging]: Bro, I’m still in the team, what are you doing??

[Ferryman]: Do you know he’s a man?

[Peach Milk]: I know. I’m gay.

[Ferryman]: He just told me on voice that he likes you too, you two should be together!

[Don’t Blame Me My Net Is Lagging] has left the team.

“Hahaha, Yao-ge, you didn’t see it when you left the team, he replied ‘Okay’! You two should be together!”

Zhang Yifang kept laughing, “Yao-ge, how was this assist? Remember to treat me to dinner later!”

Bai Yao ignored him and frantically typed on WeChat.

Bai Yao: This doesn’t count, don’t take it seriously.

Bai Yao: He’s talking nonsense.

Bedtime Exclusive Master: So, do you like me?

Bai Yao: I don’t like you.