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

Ye Zhao's reaction was no less than his. He choked on the tea he was swallowing in shock.

He covered his lips and started coughing violently.

Even though her face couldn't be seen clearly, the blush spreading up her neck was clearly visible.

No way, how come he doesn’t know that his second brother is engaged to Dugu Xing?

Don't be too outrageous.

"Ye Xianzun, are you okay?"

Dugu Xing's heart moved, and he took out a clean handkerchief and gave it to him, with an expression of indescribable concern on his face.

Hua Jingmian grabbed the edge of the table and gritted his teeth.

You little jerk who showed up unexpectedly!

It’s not enough that he’s targeting Miss Jiang, he’s also trying to steal his master… This is intolerable.

Also, what kind of look did he give his master?

Hot.

What tone of voice do you use?

Slimy.

hateful!

"Don't bother me, sir. My master is a mysophobe and doesn't like to touch other people's things. I think I need it more. If you don't mind..."

Hua Jingmian's elegant face was as beautiful as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. She went to get his handkerchief.

Before he could touch him, Dugu Xing dodged.

"I am the one who offended you." Dugu Xing took back the handkerchief and refused calmly.

It’s only the first time we meet, why is this Hua guy so annoying?

Hua Jingmian remained calm as he took out a handkerchief to wipe the water stains from the corners of Ye Zhao's mouth. "Master, do you think my strength is okay?"

Holding his hand, Ye Zhao took the handkerchief and secretly pinched his weak waist.

"No need."

A burning pain surged up, and Hua Jingmian gasped continuously.

"Master~~" He rubbed his aching waist vigorously. Without lifting his clothes to see, one could imagine that it was bruised and purple.

Ye Zhao ignored it and said, "Eat well."

There was a hint of warning in his tone.

"Immortal Venerable, the Forget Worry Wine here is unique, please try it."

Dugu Xing saw the actions of the two, but seemed unaware and raised his glass to clink with Ye Zhao.

There was also a glass of Forget-Your-Sorrow wine in front of Ye Zhao, but he only drank tea and didn't touch it.

In fact, even the food here only had a few vegetarian dishes and no meat dishes at all.

Don't ask, the answer is that even when it comes to eating, the original body is picky about food and will never touch anything related to alcohol and meat.

"I don't drink at all, so I can't drink with you," he said.

Dugu Xing was stunned.

Hua Jingmian stared at Dugu Xing, and at this moment he couldn't help it and slammed the table and stood up.

"It's just a drink, I'll come with you."

He rolled up his sleeves, raised his wine glass heroically, and looked like he was ready to fight him.

"You want to fight me?" Dugu Xing narrowed his eyes dangerously, his angular face like a ferocious tiger or wolf.

Ye Zhao felt something was wrong and pulled Hua Jing's sleeve.

The latter was completely overwhelmed and didn't care, "Compete, why not?"

"Best of three games, the loser of each game will be fined ten times the amount of alcohol, and they'll also have to tell you the most ironic thing you've ever seen. The one who wins two of the three games has the right to force the loser to agree to a condition."

Dugu Xing refused to give in.

Hua Jingmian refused to give in, "Of course."

Whether you want to be with Miss Jiang or be his master's wife, it is not allowed.

Just thinking about it makes me angry!

"It's a deal!" Dugu Xing was also aroused to fight.

Chu Ye, who was standing beside him, opened his folding fan, looking as if he was eager to see the world in chaos. "I'll be the referee."

Ye Zhao held his forehead.

I looked at Yu Yanran, wanting her to persuade him, but she looked excited and said, "Fight, fight."

“…” Ye Zhao.

The competition begins.

The competition is over.

Hua Jingmian won the first two games.

In the next round, Hua Jingmian lost.

He drank ten glasses of wine in a row.

He raised his hand and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, "What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me the funniest, most hilarious, and most clown-like thing you have ever seen." Dugu Xing held his chin with one hand, his face full of provocation.

The forget-me-not wine was really powerful. After drinking ten cups, Hua Jingmian's face turned red, his whole body was hot, and his brain was fuzzy.

"One night, a firefly flew to the rabbit's house."

"The little rabbit got the carrot he wanted most from his father and jumped for joy."

"But not long after, the wolf came. Father Rabbit took the little rabbit's carrot and turned into a wolf himself."

Hua Jingmian felt weak on his feet and fell back into the chair, grinning foolishly, with his face resting on the table.

In Dugu Xing's opinion, how is this funny? How does this look like a clown?

"That's it?" He spoke his mind without disguising his feelings. A murder caused by a carrot?

As for?

Hua Jingmian was still giggling, and seemed to think that this matter was insignificant.

Ye Zhao held the edge of the teacup with a gloomy expression.

"What a lousy story, what's so ironic about it?"

Yu Yanran felt that what she heard was in vain and she was furious. The more she looked at Hua Jingmian, the more she disliked him. She grabbed his collar and wanted to scold him.

Hua Jingmian stumbled and walked aimlessly with a wine glass in his hand, two blushes on his handsome face.

He had drunk quite a bit of wine and was now in a state of confusion. He felt as if he were in a fog, mumbling to himself. His eyelids drooped as he fell into Ye Zhao's arms, his hot breath spraying on his slender neck...

Willow branches on the moon.

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhao helped Hua Jingmian back to his room. With the bright moonlight outside the window, he walked around the large screen and put him on the bed.

Pulling the folded quilt over him, Ye Zhao planned to go back to his room to rest.

"Don't go..."

When he turned around, Hua Jingmian grabbed the corner of his clothes, his vision became blurred, and all he could hear was the sound of water and wind.

After being drunk, he was confused and extremely vulnerable.

"Master..."

"Stay with me..."

In a trance, he saw a slender figure in white clothes walking away. Hua Jingmian tried to grab it in a hurry, but missed and almost fell down.

Ye Zhao supported him and pushed him back onto the bed, a helpless sigh escaping from the corner of his lips.

Hua Jingmian carefully tugged at his sleeve with both hands and asked helplessly, "Master, do you understand the story of the rabbit, carrot, and wolf?"

Just as he finished speaking, he felt the bed collapse and his master was sitting beside him.

The bright and beautiful person was so close to him that he could feel each other's breath, but he was like a regressed child. He had no romantic thoughts at all and had never thought of profaning anything.

Suddenly, a cold hand held his.

He shivered from the cold and quickly wrapped the hand in his palms, trying to dispel the coldness with his body temperature.

It’s too cold and you’ll get sick.

As for the question he asked, he never expected to get any answer.

People who have never been protected will not die even if they are stabbed a few more times.

If you delve too deeply into an answer, you will only bring shame upon yourself in the end.

However, Ye Zhao answered him firmly, calmly and gently, "The little rabbit and the firefly are right."

Outsiders don’t understand the meaning of the story of Hua Jingmian, but he does. If possible, he would rather not understand it, so as to avoid so many entanglements in the future.