I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

The door slammed shut, and the room was dark, unable to see anyone.

Being captured for no apparent reason, Ye Zhao's whole body tensed up as he struggled mightily.

He even raised his legs and kicked people.

I only heard a muffled groan, but he didn't let go.

Ye Zhao was forced to fall onto the soft sofa by the strong force. Just as he was about to call for help, a warm big hand immediately covered his mouth.

The tall body covered him and surrounded him tightly, and the smell of cedar perfume filled his nostrils.

Simple and elegant, with hidden edge.

Faced with this dangerous situation, Ye Zhao thought quickly and bit the man's arm while struggling.

The man groaned again, and a heat rose in his right ear. He whispered softly in his ear, "Brother Ye Zhao, I'm Luosang. Have you forgotten me so quickly?"

The voice was pleasant to the ears, full of grievance, and just hearing it made my bones go soft.

Lausanne?

The vixen who almost succeeded in checking into a hotel with the scumbag?

He is still the third male character in the original novel who made a bet to pursue the scumbag, but was uncontrollably attracted to Jun Qing.

During the time when the scumbag Gong was in the hospital, he didn't even show up. Now that the scumbag Gong is almost recovered, he continues to flirt with her.

This scumbag is as bad as the scumbag top.

After Ye Zhao knew it was him, he simply stopped struggling.

Noticing that his whole body had relaxed, Luosang loosened his grip.

Ye Zhao only heard a "click" sound, and the floor lamp next to the sofa turned on, and the bright yellow light surrounded the two of them.

The sudden light made Ye Zhao squint his eyes.

After adapting to the light, Ye Zhao was able to see his appearance clearly with the help of the light.

Her facial features are three-dimensional and deep, just like the aristocrats in oil paintings, her eyes are romantic and passionate, and her sexy thin lips are slightly raised, tempting to kiss.

The blue diamond earring on his left ear shone brightly, and the tailor-made dark blue suit showed off his broad shoulders and narrow waist, making him look like a siren in the deep sea.

The original novel said that Luosang looks a bit similar to Ye Zhao's white moonlight, but their temperaments are completely different.

Retracting his gaze, Ye Zhao regained his composure and leaned back on the sofa. "What the hell are you doing?"

Luosang lowered his head, biting the silver-white tie at his Adam's apple with his teeth, and mumbled, "Of course I came here to have an affair with you. Last time, I took your money and signed a lover's agreement with you, but I didn't have time to do the deed. Now I have to make up for it."

If conditions allowed, Ye Zhao would have wanted to give him a double-click of 666.

He tilted his head and rolled his eyes, pushing the restless head in his neck aside, "I'm not in a good mood right now, let's talk about it another day."

He straightened his crooked tie, stood up and walked out the door.

He was rushing to catch the adulterer, so how could he be absent from such a bloody scene?

"No, my dear brother."

Luosang stretched out his long arm and easily pulled him back.

Ye Zhao fell into his arms, held by his hands in an ambiguous posture.

Luosang rested his forehead against his, his voice hoarse, "Now is the day, brother, please show some concern for me for once."

Her flawless white jade fingers unbuttoned the first button under his collar, and her eyes fell on his neck, seeing only smooth skin and nothing else.

Luosang was unhappy. He actually threw away the necklace given to him?

Just as he was about to ask, Ye Zhao, expressionless, held his face with both hands and said in an imposing manner, "Luosang, I have something to ask. According to the contract, you will obey, right?"

Although the tone was clearly soothing, the pressure of danger continued to overflow.

Luosang stared at him, as if there were swords flashing and sabers flashing, and he refused to give in.

In the end, Luosang was defeated. He pouted angrily, and his evil aura subsided a lot. He kept nagging, "How can I let you go if you don't even give me a little benefit?"

Ye Zhao was ashamed. How could a woman who was eager to be a mistress have so many problems?

I stared at him, and finally compromised, "What do you want?"