I have a double-door online dating partner. Every day, he sends me various half-naked videos of himself lifting weights, along with his sexy, low, husky voice. "I hope next time, I'm lifting you up, baby." One day, I was invited to participate in a variety show. I heard the aloof movie star gently sending flirtatious voice messages to his girlfriend. I excitedly snuck off to a corner to gossip with my online dating partner. But first, I received a message from him. "..." Can someone tell me why the voice message from my online partner sounds exactly like the movie star?!
I have an online boyfriend who sends me various half-naked workout videos every day, accompanied by a sultry, husky voice.
"Hope I can sweep you off your feet next time, babe."
One day, I was invited to a variety show.
I overheard the aloof movie star sending a tender, affectionate voice message to his girlfriend.
Excitedly, I hid in a corner, ready to gossip with my online boyfriend, only to receive a message from him first.
"..."
Can someone tell me why my online boyfriend's voice message sounds exactly like the movie star's?!
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[Babe, do you like these poses?]
Suddenly, a series of workout videos filled my phone screen.
Ever since I praised a male colleague for being handsome and well-built in front of my online boyfriend two days ago, he's been sending these videos daily, each with a different pose.
Jealousy can make men do crazy things!
The man in the video had taut muscles, and his well-defined abs disappeared under gray pants.
Wow... so appealing, love it, send more.
I glanced around, trying to suppress my lecherous expression, and saved each video.
To keep enjoying the visual treat, I played it cool in my response.
"It's just... okay." [???]
[!!!]
[...]
With just a few punctuation marks, I could clearly feel his psychological defenses crumbling.
The world now had one more broken-hearted man.
"It must be because I'm not doing well enough that you don't like it, babe."
"I'll try harder! I'll definitely win you back!"
I replied with a comforting emoji, satisfied, and took a sip of red wine.
"When you finally approve, can we meet in person?"
"I want to lift you too." He followed up with a shy bunny covering its face emoji.
To hide my identity, I had only mentioned that I was an ordinary 9-to-5 worker, often working overtime for free.
Tonight's company dinner was actually a wrap party celebration for the film crew.
As I pondered how to reply to my online boyfriend, I heard the screech of a chair being dragged across the floor.
The once lively private room fell silent.
I looked up to see the lead actress's slender wrist tightly gripped by the greasy hand of the assistant director.
Her voice trembled, "Mr. Lawson, have you had too much to drink?" The assistant director wore a lecherous smile, "Emmalyn, stop pretending to be innocent." "You're a newcomer who landed the lead role right away. There must be some big shots backing you."
With that, everyone's astonished gaze turned to Emmalyn.
Her fair face turned pale, tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful.
Although I was just a minor actress, I had been in the entertainment industry for a few years.
I stood up with my wine glass, "Mr. Lawson, as a favor to me, please don't make things difficult..."
My attempt to play the hero was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
I was caught between standing and sitting, awkwardly holding my wine glass as I watched the person who entered.
In today's entertainment industry, handsome men are everywhere, but whenever Danny appears, he becomes the center of attention.
His demeanor was elegant and aloof, tall and long-legged, dressed in a pure black tracksuit that was both cool and ascetic.
Truly, he was the legendary beauty of the entertainment world, a rarity in eight thousand years.
Danny stepped between the two, his tone calm.
"Mr. Lawson, do you have any issues with my person?"
My person???
No wonder the young girl reached the peak of her career right after debuting; the big shot behind her was none other than the movie star Danny!
Wow, I've discovered a real-life celebrity couple!
The assistant director naturally didn't dare to provoke further trouble and could only awkwardly release his grip, hurriedly apologizing and claiming it was all a misunderstanding.
With the situation resolved, everyone resumed eating and drinking as if nothing had happened.
I was left awkwardly standing with my wine glass.
Just as I was about to withdraw my hand and quietly sit down, Danny picked up a water glass and clinked it with mine.
"I'm the designated driver, so I'll toast with water."
Watching him down the water in one go, I followed suit, decisively.
Before sitting down, I couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up.
Yes, a good man!
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