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

Shen Qingshu's eyes were full of passion. "Last time you said you wanted to be on top, I didn't tell you the answer. Now I tell you, do it if you want."

As long as it's him, nothing else matters.

Ye Zhao's body trembled in disbelief.

Slowly, he relaxed, the corners of his lips curling up.

"If you do this, won't my weird persistence seem unreasonable?" He complained unhappily, but there was no sign of anger in his brow.

Flexible arms wrapped around the back of his neck, head pressed against head, radiating warmth.

After a few seconds, she leaned over and bit his sexy Adam's apple.

Shen Qingshu shuddered after being bitten in a very sensitive spot.

Ye Zhao gestured towards him, but her tone was coquettish, "Qingshu, help me take off my clothes."

"Yes." Shen Qingshu did as he was told, but when he accidentally scratched his fair skin, Ye Zhao would always shudder and let out a muffled groan.

Clothes were scattered on the ground, and Ye Zhao's beautiful scenery was in full view.

The black jade amulet hung in front of her body, reflecting light like flowing water, creating a strong visual impact against her white and reflective skin.

Each one of them fell into Shen Qingshu's eyes, and a flame quickly ignited. His fingers as thin as scallions moved across his skin...

……

……

When Ye Zhao woke up, his body felt sore, weak and exhausted.

When I lifted the quilt, I saw ambiguous traces all over it. There was no sticky feeling, only the faint fragrance of shower gel.

Obviously, when he fainted from exhaustion, Shen Qingshu had had enough fun and cleaned him inside and out. He was not so crazy as to fall asleep right after the fun.

Even so, a strong sense of shame and accumulated dissatisfaction burst out.

Shen Qingshu is sick.

He seems obedient and easy to talk to in normal times, but he is so scary in bed.

How long did he cry and beg last night? Where was Shen Qingshu?

He promised it with his mouth.

Physically, haha.

He was almost torn apart.

Has he not eaten meat for hundreds of years?

hateful.

He was soft-hearted and spoiled him.

From now on, it will be absolutely impossible to let him touch him.

He didn't want to die in bed, dying of exhaustion.

Ye Zhao shuddered suddenly.

He quickly wrapped himself tightly, leaving only his head exposed, and shivered.

I was very upset. How could things have come to this?

Looking at the side of the bed, I realized belatedly that I wanted to settle the score with him.

But when he looked around, there was no sign of Shen Qingshu.

My heart skipped a beat and I felt a sense of loss.

Run away after sleeping?

No!

The anxiety made him lose all his intelligence. He quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, running out without even bothering to put on his shoes.

But he forgot that Shen Qingshu had tossed him around for a long time last night, so how could he have any extra energy?

He had barely taken one step when his legs started shaking, and he felt sore and weak, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with handmade wool carpet, so I didn't get hurt.

It's just a slight swelling and pain in an unspeakable place.

Ye Zhao groaned and stood up with difficulty.

At this moment, the black jade amulet on his neck fell to the ground with a "bang".

The moment it hit the ground, it broke into pieces, and the thin rope lay there twisted and crooked, looking like it had given up on itself.

My brain felt a slight swelling and pain, I briefly lost the sense of gravity, and my eyes were tightly closed.

I put my hands on the carpet to avoid falling down again.

After the feeling of being at a loss disappeared, part of the forbidden consciousness flowed in, gathered, and merged.

All the previous things gradually returned to normal as the energy of the amulet dissipated.

Ye Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled, and looked at his outstretched hands.

"Hahaha!"

"I am back!"

"All my consciousness is back!"

"Xiba!"

Ye Zhao looked around and felt refreshed.

When he looked down at the thing on the ground, he kicked it, but his hatred was not satisfied.

"little things!"

"You think you can control me? Go to hell!"

Pedal back and forth several times to recover a little.

Can……

When he reviewed it, he found that he had lost his modern memory and part of his consciousness, and all the stupid things he had done, his eyes went dark.

what?

Isn't it just that during the immersive experience, one's memory and part of consciousness were stripped away, causing one to get too deeply into the story and want to shoot the protagonist?

The problem is not big.

The problem is not big.

Ok?

It seems like he stole the role of the hero who saved the beauty from the real top, and saved the protagonist, the bottom, in a confused manner?

It's fine.

It's fine.

huh?

Last night, the protagonist confessed his love to you and we had sex uncontrollably?

Regardless of whether that part of his consciousness returned or not, the fact that he had indeed rolled in the sheets while being immersed in the role play...

Although it’s not something I haven’t experienced before, but—

Hold still...

"what!"

Ye Zhao was completely unable to deceive himself. His spirit seemed to have suffered a powerful attack and he collapsed, uttering the heartbreaking scream of a groundhog.

The system returned just in time to see this scene, and quickly threw a soundproofing cover to avoid the crisis of his character being destroyed.

After finally contacting the host, the system burst into tears, "Host, that's great, you're finally back to normal, wuwuwu, you don't know how much I missed you..."

Waving his hands weakly, Ye Zhaoqiang supported his miserable body and went to the balcony outside.

I moved a chair and stepped on it, then looked down from the height, feeling dizzy.

Despite this, he did not back down at all.

The system was frightened and rushed out, "Host, what are you doing?"

"I feel like the mission in this world cannot be completed. Restart!"