Novel Catchup
Chapter 29 - A New Feeling Called "Training"
Chapter 29: A New Feeling Called “Training”
[Wei Wu The Great:] Transferred ¥10,000.
[Wei Wu The Great:] Will you accept it?
Within seconds of sending the transfer, the status changed to “Received.”
[Milk Cow Doesn’t Drink Milk:] Of course, I’ll accept it! Big Brother, give me a moment. I’ll change clothes and start a private livestream for you.
Seeing that she intended to change clothes, Cao Shaoyang quickly typed a reply.
[Wei Wu The Great:] Change? No need to change. Just wear what you had on in your selfies earlier—it’s perfect.
Xin Chun Jiao sent a shy emoji in response. [“Well… alright!”]
A few seconds later, a new video call request popped up. Cao Shaoyang didn’t accept it immediately. Instead, he carefully stuck a piece of tape over his phone’s camera, plugged in his earphones, and put them on before connecting.
The video opened to reveal the same room setup from her livestream earlier, with the angle almost unchanged.
On the screen was a petite and delicate young woman, not as glamorous as in the livestream with filters but still naturally charming.
She leaned closer to the camera, carefully studying it before speaking. “Is the video connected? Big Brother, why can’t I see your side of the screen?”
Cao Shaoyang lowered his voice and replied, “I turned off my camera. That’s why you can’t see me.”
“Oh! Alright,” Xin Chun Jiao said, sounding a little disappointed. She had hoped to catch a glimpse of the generous big brother who supported her so much, but it seemed he wasn’t giving her that chance.
Still, she couldn’t help but feel happier upon hearing his voice—it sounded young, despite being deliberately lowered. Knowing her big brother wasn’t much older than her made her even more delighted.
“What kind of dance do you want to see, Big Brother?” she asked sweetly.
Although Cao Shaoyang’s room had good sound insulation when the door was closed, he still lowered his voice out of caution, worried that his stepmother might overhear.
“Hmm? From the way you ask, do you know how to dance in other styles too?”
“Of course, Big Brother! In real life, I’m a dance teacher. I know many types of dance. Just tell me what kind of dance you’d like to see.”
Cao Shaoyang thought for a moment before responding. “All those formal dances are too proper. Why don’t you stick to the style from today’s livestream? I’d like to see something a little more… unconventional.”
Xin Chun Jiao giggled, covering her mouth. “How unconventional do you want it, Big Brother?”
“As unconventional as possible,” Cao Shaoyang replied slyly.
“Eww~!” Xin Chun Jiao made a mock-disgusted face on the screen. “Big Brother, you’re not asking me to do a striptease, are you? No way! Naughty things are forbidden!” She crossed her arms in front of her chest in a “no entry” gesture, creating a dramatic squeeze that almost made her curves spill out.
Cao Shaoyang chuckled mischievously. “Well, not saying it’s impossible, but let’s save that for later.”
“Also,” he added, “stop calling me Big Brother. It feels weird. Change it to something else.”
“What should I call you then? Do you have any preferences? Wei Wu the Great? Wei Wu Bro? Emperor Bro? Big Thigh Bro? Boss? Master? Or…” she trailed off, giving a playful pause before adding with a cheeky smile, “Daddy?”
The earlier suggestions were somewhat decent, but the later ones became increasingly brazen, culminating in her calling him “Daddy.”
Cao Shaoyang took a sharp breath. If he were a decade or so older, he might not have been able to withstand that playful “Daddy”!
Cough! Clearing his throat, he feigned composure and said, “The earlier suggestions lack creativity, and the last one is too over-the-top. We should keep things balanced and positive.”
“Let’s compromise. When you’re livestreaming to a large audience, call me ‘Emperor Bro.’ When it’s just the two of us, call me ‘Master.’”
Humans are creatures that learn and grow. Take Cao Shaoyang, for example. Just a few days ago, as a shy virgin, he wouldn’t have dared to act so boldly. Yet now, he could calmly ask a petite young woman to call him “Master” without batting an eye.
“Huh?” Xin Chun Jiao was caught off guard by his boldness. She had only meant it as a joke, but to her surprise, he took it seriously. At least he didn’t ask her to call him “Daddy,” which would have been unbearably awkward. While “Master” was still embarrassing, it was just within her limits of acceptance.
After hesitating for a moment, Xin Chun Jiao finally whispered, “Master!”
“Ah, that’s more like it!” Cao Shaoyang laughed, a sly and self-satisfied grin spreading across his face.
“Don’t worry, I won’t make you change how you address me for nothing. I’ve sent you a ‘renaming fee.’ Check your account.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
As he spoke, Cao Shaoyang briefly exited the video chat and sent her a ¥1,000 red packet.
The moment she received it, Xin Chun Jiao lit up with joy. “Master! Daddy! Chun Jiao loves you to death!”
She leaned close to the camera and planted a playful kiss toward the screen. “Mwah!”
Daddy? He chuckled internally.
Despite the slight awkwardness of the moment, Cao Shaoyang couldn’t help but feel a newfound satisfaction—a sense of joy he could only describe as the thrill of “guiding” someone.
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