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

His action was particularly glaring. Ye Zhaoli glanced over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I, I am not clean anymore... I am afraid of dirtying the prince..."

Xiao Wu Yu shrank back timidly and bit his lip.

Hearing what he said, Ye Zhao was too tired to complain.

What kind of vicious line is this?

Fine.

Boys should also protect themselves well when they are outside.

but!

Isn’t Xiao Wu Yu a monster?

Isn’t it as easy as cutting vegetables to deal with a few thieves?

Now he looks like a rotten cabbage that has been abused. What is he trying to say?

Even if we want to show off our acting skills, this sad side should be shown to Lan Yingshuang.

What can he give if you just play the victim to him, a scumbag?

Nothing!

and many more!

Ye Zhao stopped and looked at him deeply.

It seems that he really cares.

Are you afraid that the prince will dislike you?

They are a real couple, but they are different. Their relationship grows rapidly.

"Okay, okay, I'm here, you're safe now."

There was no other way, Ye Zhao could only comfort him.

Xiao Wu Yu blinked, tears streaming down her face like pearls from a broken string, infinitely sorrowful, "My Lord, I cannot forget you. I'd rather die."

He tried to break free from Mo Zhu and was about to crash into the corner of the table.

Ye Zhao had a headache and grabbed his arm to stop him from committing suicide for the second time.

Xiao Wu Yu seemed extremely sad and sobbed on his shoulder.

Ye Zhaoren was numb.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she placed her hand on his back and patted him gently.

"Your Majesty!"

The housekeeper rushed in again.

Seeing how inseparable they were, I lowered my head in fear of looking directly at them.

"what's up?"

Ye Zhao pushed Xiao Wu Yu, but failed.

I had to maintain this posture.

"During the search, a guard found a letter. Please take a look, Your Highness."

He presented the envelope with both hands, not daring to breathe.

Taking it in his hand and opening it, Ye Zhao saw that the seal signed on the letter was the prince's.

The content of the letter was to get rid of Xiao Wu Yu.

Ye Zhao staggered a step, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Staring intently at the content above.

The handwriting is indeed Lan Yingshuang's.

The same goes for the official seal, there is absolutely no falsehood.

what's going on?

Although there were some fights and squabbles in the original novel, it did not escalate to the point of silencing people.

Why does the plot suddenly not make sense?

Family members, who knows?

Ye Zhao tightened his fingers and squeezed it into a ball. "Don't let this matter leak out. Keep investigating."

"Yes." The butler ran away.

Looking at Xiao Wu Yu crying on his shoulder, Ye Zhao was confused and did not dare to tell him the truth.

After struggling for a long time, I tried my best to push him away.

Xiao Wu Yu was still crying, feeling insecure and wanted to touch him.

Ye Zhao dodged.

Thinking of something, he looked at Cuiwei Luqiao and said, "You two should go to sleep."

The two of them walked away, looking back every few steps.

The door closed, and under the dim candlelight, Xiao Wuyu wiped his tears and said in a hoarse voice, "Sure enough, even the prince despises me. If the prince knew, I'm afraid he would be even more..."

"Shut up!" Ye Zhao interrupted him rudely.

I don’t know what the prince is up to. Why does he want to destroy Xiao Wu Yu’s innocence?

"My Lord, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay by your side and help you solve your problems until the next life..."

Xiao Wu Yu took advantage of his unpreparedness and suddenly crashed into the pillar.

Suddenly blood flowed from his forehead and his body fell down along the pillar.

Ye Zhao didn't expect him to be serious and was shocked.

He held him in his arms and wiped the blood off him with his sleeve.

"My Lord, I am no longer valuable. What are you keeping me for?"

Xiao Wu Yu looked at him steadily, his eyes dim.

Ye Zhao paused, seeing that he had given up all hope and was completely despairing, and grabbed his collar, "Who said that? Who said that?"

"I've always been like this, floating like duckweed, with no one caring about me, no one pitying me, let alone now..."

A tear flowed from the lightless phoenix eyes. Before it reached her cheek, her vision went dark. The warm and gentle touch was fleeting like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The tear disappeared, and Xiao Wu Yu stared blankly at the person who blocked his light.

The man pressed his white fingertips against his rosy lips, approaching him in a naive and seductive manner.

When his sexy thin lips touched hers, her eyelids closed nervously like lotus petals.

In an ambiguous posture, Ye Zhao put his forehead against his, his eyes as pure as snow, "Someone cares."

The high wall that Xiao Wu Yu had built in his heart suddenly collapsed!

The consequence of starting a fire is that you are responsible for putting it out.

Even though Ye Zhao didn't know the seriousness of what he had done, he still suffered.

Xiao Wu Yu seemed to be greatly stimulated and offended. He held him tightly in his arms and kissed him while pinching his chin.

Different from his kiss, Xiao Wu Yu's kiss was overbearing and unreasonable, urgent and impatient, like a ferocious beast attacking a city.

With a solid and cold pillar behind him and a tall body in front of him, Ye Zhao was caught in a dilemma and could only be taken advantage of.

Entangling, sucking, teasing.

Ye Zhao was suffering from the pleasure of demanding and floating in ecstasy, and his eyes seemed to be covered by a veil, and he could not see anything at all.

He couldn't see Xiao Wu Yu regaining his male form, nor could he see the wildly growing vines climbing up to his waist, becoming almost one with the wide waist belt.

What's more, he couldn't see that someone was worried about his safety and rushed over. As a result, he saw him and Xiao Wuyu whispering to each other through the torn window paper, inseparable and dependent on each other.

Xiao Wu Yu knew that someone was outside the window. The vines were blooming with gorgeous peonies, and the intoxicating fragrance was dazzling.

"My Lord, you said you don't mind me being like this, is that true?"

He kissed the tip of his nose and brushed his fingertips over his blushing cheeks.

Ye Zhao nodded almost imperceptibly, "I won't mind, so it's too..."

So Lan Yingshuang definitely won’t mind, it’s no big deal.

Xiao Wu Yu didn't give him the chance to finish his words, pried open his lips, and stirred up the water again.

After the kiss, Xiao Wu Yu carried Ye Zhao, who was so sleepy that his eyes were closed, to the bedside. The person standing by the window had long disappeared.

Xiao Wuyu raised his hand, and the bed curtain hanging on the golden hook fell down, revealing the two figures...