[Cyber Romance] [Voice-Conscious] [Adult Romance] [Flirtatious Tension]
Le Xingni has always believed that online life and real life should be kept separate.
By day, she's a corporate drone working from nine to nine. By night, she's a popular queen in the voice-chat paradise.
Online Friend D is the male companion she found to chat with late at night. Of course, she was definitely looking for someone free.
There was no other reason. She's the sort who watches every penny and spends only where it counts.
One is an international student far from home, lonely and bored. The other is an overworked office drone, bored and lonely.
As soon as they add each other, sparks fly over voice calls, and they become shamelessly flirtatious and wild with their words.
His voice is gorgeous, deep and magnetic. As someone who loves a good voice herself, Le Xingni is more than satisfied.
Especially his panting. It has such an intense, sensual edge that it could steal Le Xingni's soul.
After they come to their senses,
he says he's studying for an MBA and will return home to take over the family business. He also says he loves listening to her voice, and that she's cured his insomnia of many years.
Le Xingni knows that online, you can claim to be whoever you want.
So she says her dad runs an investment company, but has retired and now lives off the state.
Anyway, you can say whatever comes to mind. They're both just as bad as each other, so neither has any room to judge.
Until one day, Le Xingni's family's home is demolished for redevelopment.
People even start setting her up with a CEO, supposedly very rich.
So she messages D:
[Let's not keep in touch. What we're doing is really not okay, because lately I've started to feel deeply disgusted with my own behavior.]
[It's all my fault.]
[There's nothing wrong with you.]
After sending the messages, she deletes D.
Cool as a heartless cad.
It's not that she really wants to turn over a new leaf. She just wants to land herself a rich husband. She truly can't stand working another day at this lousy job. She does loads of work and gets chewed out every day.
When the man she's been set up with asks about her family on WeChat, she says: Her father works for the government, her mother lives abroad, and her grandparents are perfectly fine on their own. As for her older brother, he's very popular and gets along with everyone. Her younger brother is a city experience consultant.
The man: Never mind, I don't think we're a good match. I'm deleting you. Don't add me again.
Le Xingni: What the hell? Are you out of your mind?
•
The day Qiao Jinyan bought his ticket home, he got a notification that his friend request had expired.
He stared at the red exclamation mark for a long time.
He'd planned to tell her after he got back:
The man she was about to meet on a blind date was him.
But now...
She'd deleted him.
•
He didn't hear from her again until a few months later.
The girl had started posting singing and guitar videos again after a long hiatus.
The comments section was as lively as a fishpond full of suitors.
Qiao Jinyan stared at the screen, his face dark, and sent her another friend request.
[Your little fishpond is growing fast.]
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The best free male ASMR: because you can't see him, you can let your imagination run wild.
On the phone, his voice is the only sense you have of him.
That power of imagination is what makes it so irresistible.
Every sound carries the moist heat and overwhelming intensity unique to an adult man. Every sound makes even your fingertips burn.
He coaxes her softly, his tone soothing with the reassuring authority of someone used to being in control:
"Take your time. I'll stay with you and listen to every sound you make. You're safe. With me, you can do whatever you want... Give yourself to me."
"Say my name... A little louder. Let me hear how much my girl loves me."
He praises her in a low voice, overflowing with indulgence and a suffocating possessiveness:
"Good girl."
A man who does the roughest things in the gentlest voice.
A predator who exists only in sound.
The breathing in her headphones washes over her reason like a rising tide, wave after wave.
The most addictive thing about a cyber romance isn't the distance.
It's that you can't see the other person, so you can let your imagination run wild.
He doesn't need to appear in front of her. All he has to do is use his voice to trace her outline, inch by inch.
Building an imaginary Eden in her mind, one that belongs to her alone.
In the silent depths of the night, they use their voices to build an airtight prison for each other.
They are the only prisoners in that prison, and each is there willingly for the other.
Until Le Xingni deletes him with her own hands.
She's always believed that online life and real life should be kept separate.
So she never imagined
the man on the other end of the phone, studying for an MBA abroad and preparing to return home to take over the family business, had long since taken their cyber flirtation as proof they were in love.
🍬 The lingering warmth of that flutter still clings to her ears. The storm has passed, but her heart stubbornly keeps beating out of rhythm.
🍬 Her reason has returned, but her emotions are still caught in that moment of falling for him. That's the lingering aftereffect of blushing and a racing heart.
She thought it was free voice-chat company.
He thought they were falling for each other.
Theme: The internet is not beyond the law, but my feelings for you can't be controlled.