Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Chapter 262 The Ghost King's Fear of Ghosts 04

Feng Che sent a message immediately without any principles, [Dad, please, let me see.]

Yun Jue was in a good mood, so he took a screenshot and replied, "Approved."

The video call came immediately and Yun Jue answered it.

Yun Jue knew what Feng Che looked like. He had been live streaming with a camera all year round. When they met, Feng Che had just entered college.

When Feng Che saw Yun Jue's face, his pupils trembled and he said "Fuck" and almost dropped his phone.

"How is it? Is your dad good-looking?"

Yun Jue curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the phone screen with a smile.

Feng Che covered his chest, looking as if he was dying, "Dad, stop laughing, my heart has stopped beating."

Yun Jue laughed out loud, not bad, not bad, Feng Che finally admitted that he was his father.

"I say." Feng Che wiped his face, "Why don't you turn on the camera when you look like this? If you did, you would have been famous a long time ago. You would definitely have become a big anchor with millions of fans. You could have debuted right here."

"Tsk, I've already said that I'm a technical anchor. Dad doesn't rely on his looks, he relies on his skills."

Yun Jue stopped laughing and said with a sigh, "I don't rely on my face to make people laugh."

Feng Che felt like an arrow had pierced his heart, "You...can you say something nice..."

"You don't look like you're twenty-six at all. You feel younger than me."

Feng Che looked at Yun Jue's impeccable face, which seemed to be favored by Nuwa and carefully crafted.

"Okay, I've finished looking at your dad. I'm hanging up now."

Yun Jue said impatiently, and at Feng Che's "wait", he hung up the video.

[Son Feng Che: You scumbag! You got impatient after just a few words. Let me look at you a little longer.]

[Cloud Player: Don’t love me, it will be fruitless, I don’t accept father-son love.]

[Son Feng Che: Damn you!]

Yun Jue chuckled, put away his phone, and collapsed on the sofa.

I unconsciously rubbed the ring on my ring finger. It seemed like someone was talking in my ear last night.

Yun Jue didn't care about the controversy on the Internet. He just looked like that.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yun Jue opened the live broadcast room on time and was instantly overwhelmed by barrage of comments.

——“Is this the anchor who claims to have a modeling face?”

——"Turn on the camera, are you too ugly to be shown to others?"

——"We, Yunzai, are technical anchors and never turn on the camera."

——"Heizi, get out of here. Pick up Yunzi and run."

——"Where's the housing manager? Get up and work~"

Yun Jue sneered, "If you want me to turn on the camera, you have to get nine sets of all-star gifts first."

All-Star Gift is the abbreviation of a complete set of gifts on the Mango Live Streaming Platform. From the cheapest little stars to the most expensive cosmic galaxies, all the gifts are worth hundreds of thousands of RMB, and nine sets are worth millions.

The barrage of comments calmed down for a moment, then suddenly started cursing again.

——"Are you crazy about money?!"

——"Who knows how ugly it is, only a fool would use it, ugly bastard!"

——"Isn't this what you want to see? If you want to see it, then get nine sets of full-star gifts. We Cloud Cub deserve it!"

——"If you can't afford it, don't talk about it. It's embarrassing!"

Yun Jue no longer paid attention to the barrage and opened the game "Ghost Eyes" that he played yesterday.

“Has anyone finished this game? There should be new maps later, but only three maps have been released so far.”

"Did any of you cowards have a nightmare yesterday?"

"Tsk, the more timid you are, the more you want to watch. I'm talking about you guys."

While waiting for the game to open, Yun Jue chatted with the barrage of comments, automatically ignoring those who were cursing. The room managers were also constantly blocking the accounts of those who were cursing.

"Thank you for your hard work, moderators. I'll give you a complete guide to Ghost Eyes after the show ends, with pictures and images."

Property managers: .....Thank you, but it’s not necessary. I don’t want to have nightmares at night.

The game loading is complete. Yun Jue calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and decided that it would work today!

He was killed right after turning a corner. Yun Jue was so scared that he almost dropped the mouse and jumped up. The character in the game actually jumped.

Damn, this crappy game is just like that.

The game interface has gone black, and Yun Jue can only start over from the save point.

——"Hahahahaha, I guarantee it, Cloud Cub must have been scared just now, and all the Cloud players jumped up."

——"Yunzai: I'm not afraid of ghosts."

——"Stop talking. I was scared just now. Please help me figure out the psychological trauma area."

——"Ugly thing, get out of Mango Live!"

"It was just an accident. I'm not afraid of ghosts."

Yun Jue snorted and said, "Let's do it again."

"Oh, so cute."

Suddenly, he felt a coolness on his back, and a man's chuckle sounded in Yun Jue's ears.

Yun Jue's scalp suddenly felt tingling. He remembered that he was not wearing headphones?

Carefully controlling the cloud player in the game, Yun Jue always felt like someone was staring at him from behind, making his back feel cold.

Yun Jue didn't dare to look back. He tried his best to concentrate on the game and ignore the feeling of being stared at.

Foyou looked at the boy quietly, and was a little curious about what the boy was fiddling with. He didn't look carefully yesterday, but when he looked carefully today, he found that this place seemed different from before.

They were all things he didn't recognize and looked very novel, especially the one Yun Jue was fiddling with. It seemed that it could talk to others, but what some people said was unpleasant.

Fo Youqing's face was gloomy. He would not allow anyone to scold his princess.

"Okay, that's all for today, good night, babies."

Yun Jue said with a smile, then ended the broadcast and quickly closed the game. When he closed his eyes, all he saw were various close kills and he met "love" around the corner.

"Ayuan, who are you calling baby?"

Fo Youqing said dissatisfiedly.

Yun Jue froze for a moment. He had already closed the game, so the sound could not be from the game. Then who could it be? He must be hallucinating.

Although he thought so, Yun Jue did not dare to open his eyes. The feeling of being stared at was like a thorn in his back.

The ring on his hand felt slightly hot, but Yun Jue ignored it, closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and tried to hide his nervousness.

"Ayuan, look at me."

Fo Youqing stroked the ring on Yun Jue's hand, then reached out and touched Yun Jue's face.

Yun Jue didn't dare to move. The cold touch was too clear, from his hands to his face, and panic filled his heart.

"You...who are you?"

Yun Jue spoke tremblingly, trying to suppress the fear in his heart. Maybe someone just sneaked in? Want to rob?

"Ah... "

Fo Youqing looked at the boy greedily. The boy trembled slightly under his palm and looked extremely scared.

"I...I'm not Ayuan. You've got the wrong person."

Yun Jue spoke again, his voice unconsciously filled with tears. The hand that was caressing his face was really cold, it didn't have the normal body temperature of a normal person.

At this moment, Yun Jue slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw the man, the fear in his eyes turned into shock.