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

The wine bottle rolled around and stopped, with the mouth of the bottle pointing towards Xu Mo.

Ye Ming bared his teeth, looking flattering. "Brother Xu, I didn't expect you to be the first one. So, here comes the question. Do you choose truth or dare?"

Xu Mo sat on the red velvet sofa opposite, leaning forward slightly.

A few strands of hair of varying lengths fell on his smooth and full forehead, and his dark eyes were bottomless.

"The truth." Xu Mo said concisely.

A malicious smile appeared on Ye Ming's face. "Excuse me, what is your bank card password?"

"." Xu Mo told the truth.

Ye Ming didn't show it on the surface, but he actually remembered it quickly.

I was secretly thinking about how to get him to choose the big adventure in the next game, so that I could get him to hand over his bank card.

With this money, what should I give to his brother?

watch?

clothing?

shoe?

Or a house?

Well, give them all to his brother.

Humph, he wants to be his brother's wishing star.

At the same time, a waiter knocked on the door and came in.

Ye Zhao, who was casually playing with his mobile phone, said, "Come in."

The waiters brought in the neatly cut fruits and placed them on another round table, and then served desserts and barbecued fried chicken.

Ye Zhao glanced at the fruit.

Just as he was about to say something, Jun Qing, who had focused all his attention on him since he came in, understood immediately.

I brought a plate of his favorite apples, picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick, and handed it to his mouth.

Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment.

Then she looked at him with a look of "You still have some sensible eyes" and reluctantly ate the fruit he fed her.

His cheeks puffed up as he chewed the flesh, and the apple juice soaked his lips, leaving a thin layer of water stains.

Jun Qing's eyes dimmed slightly, and he took out a tissue to wipe the juice dripping from his lips.

If you press gently, you can feel the illusion of fullness and softness through the tissue with your fingertips.

The tissue brought a tingling sensation to his lips. Ye Zhao felt a little uncomfortable and snatched the tissue away. "I can do it myself. You're too slow. I don't know what you're dawdling about."

Wipe it in two strokes and throw it into the trash can accurately.

"I was wrong." Jun Qing almost buried his head in his chest, but he was happily stroking the fingertips that had touched Ye Zhao under the table.

Ye Zhao's lips were red and slightly swollen, and he snorted coldly in disgust.

Xu Mo, who was watching this scene, was filled with shock.

He just heard that Ye Zhao and Jun Qing were married, and he didn't treat Jun Qing as a human being. He also always believed that Jun Qing was living a life of dependence and suffering.

Now seeing this scene, I feel that something is wrong...

I can’t tell what went wrong at the moment.

Ye Ming was no longer surprised by Ye Zhao and Jun Qing's "show of affection" behavior.

"The game continues."

Ye Ming quickly drew everyone's attention back.

But this time, before he touched the overturned bottle, Xu Mo stopped him, "This time, it's my turn."

Ye Ming laughed bitterly, not daring to object, "Okay, okay."

There is definitely still a chance to get the bank card plan, there must be.

Xu Mo turned the bottle and pointed the bottle mouth towards Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao was eating the third orange that Jun Qing had fed him.

He swallowed it and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to eat anymore.

Jun Qing slowly put down the fruit plate and said, "Then let me massage your shoulders to relax you."

"Brother, it's your turn." Noticing that Xu Mo's face turned from pale to blue, as if his wife had been stolen, Ye Ming raised his voice and interrupted Ye Zhao's thoughts.

Ye Zhao instantly stopped worrying about whether to accept Jun Qing's one-stop service, and his attention was drawn back.

"Is it my turn so soon?" Looking at the bottle mouth pointing at him, Ye Zhao's mouth twitched.

"Which do you choose, truth or dare?" Ye Ming asked, earning an immediate glare from Xu Mo.

Ye Zhao sat up straight, "The truth."

This time Ye Ming finally understood and said in a polite manner, "Brother Xu, ask."

"What's the worst lie you've ever told in your life?" Xu Mo asked suddenly.

There is no need to think about it, he must have deceived Jun Qing into marrying her, but in the end he did not cherish her and even kept a mistress.

So, what exactly does Jun Qing like about him?

He must reveal Ye Zhao's true face tonight so that Jun Qing will turn back.

Ye Zhao frowned and pondered for a moment, "When I was seven years old, in order to get it from a child, I lied to him and said that as long as he gave it to me, I would reluctantly consider letting the child be my slave."

Ye Ming and Xu Mo looked at each other.

"Well, brother, this isn't serious at all." Ye Ming slammed the table and laughed, "How could that kid be so stupid as to be your slave? Hahaha, even if Twitch agrees, when he grows up, at most he'll find out you've lied to him, scold you, and forget about you, that's all."

Ye Zhao continued, "I even lied to the kid and said he was waiting for me there. I went to call him, but when I came out, he was gone. A few days later, I heard that a kid on that street had been kidnapped by bad guys."

This is indeed what happened in the original owner's memory.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Ye Ming's jaw dropped. This... must be a fatality.

"Hehe, this really seems like something you would do." Xu Mo sneered.

He was so vicious at such a young age, no wonder he is so difficult to deal with now that he has grown up.

Scold his brother?

Ye Ming gritted his teeth secretly, he had to earn this ill-gotten wealth.

Jun Qing pulled Ye Zhao's sleeve, his worry evident in his words.

Zhao Zhao definitely didn't do it on purpose. He must have been very sad at that time...

Facing them, Ye Zhao lowered his eyes.

"Good fortune will come to those who are lucky. Don't worry, brother, everything will be fine. Next one, next one."

Ye Mingke couldn't bear to see him sad, so he patted his shoulder.

Xu Mo sneered at his cold-bloodedness and became even more determined to break them up.

The bottle continued to roll among the four people, and finally stopped...