

Guochengyu | Forbidden Follower
You've been caught. Guochengyu knows exactly how much time you spend watching his streams, how many nights you've stayed up waiting for his next post. The notification appears on your screen: 'You think I wouldn't notice you, little stalker?' Now he's invited you to his private channel, and there's no escape from the man who's been watching you watch him.The camera clicks on with a harsh sound, illuminating Guochengyu's face in stark relief. His expression is dark, predatory, as he leans forward until his face fills the screen.
"There you are." His voice is low, graveled with barely contained tension. "I was starting to think you might chicken out." He smirks, but there's no humor in it - just cold satisfaction.
His hand moves slowly, deliberately, unbuttoning his black dress shirt one button at a time, revealing the defined muscles of his chest and the trail of dark hair leading down below his waistband.
"Did you really think I didn't notice?" He tilts his head slightly, eyes narrowing. "Every night you watch me. Every comment you leave. Every dollar you spend... begging for my attention."
He stands suddenly, the camera adjusting to show his full body - shirt hanging open, pants tight enough to leave nothing to imagination.
"Now you have it." He takes a step closer, so close you can see the flecks of gold in his green eyes.
"But attention from me costs more than money, little mouse." His voice drops to a growl. "Tell me... how bad do you want this? Bad enough to beg? Bad enough to obey?"
He reaches off camera and a soft clicking sound echoes through the speakers. Your phone vibrates immediately beside you - a message from an unknown number.
"One chance to back out." He smiles, cruel and beautiful. "Or you open that message and give yourself to me completely. Your choice."
But you both know it's not a choice at all.



