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

Ye Zhao's cell phone, which was placed on the corner of the table, vibrated twice.

To unlock the screen, tap .

It's a MMS and a SMS.

The MMS is a pot of living green ivy with a text attached: My green ivy misses you.

There were three question marks above Ye Zhao’s head.

The second message read: Me too.

Ye Zhao put the phone back, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the ceiling blankly.

Luosang was not thinking about him at all, it was obvious that he had to complete the bet, as there were only a few days left in the month.

The scene where he cheats on his wife with Luosang also needs to be walked through.

So far, it seems that the scumbag top is not scumbag enough. How can the protagonist bottom come to his senses and turn back?

After preparing himself mentally for a long time, Ye Zhao made a call on his cell phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Luosang's pleasant and magnetic voice came to my ears, "Dear."

Ye Zhao shuddered, "Didn't you say you missed me? I'll be at your place tonight, so get ready."

"Haha, really?" Luosang smiled softly, full of ambiguity, "Brother Ye Zhao, what do you need me to prepare?"

Ye Zhao tilted his head, feeling a little uncomfortable. "You know, we have to be prepared for everything, otherwise it will be too sudden."

"No problem, I'll go buy it myself. Brother Ye Zhao can just text me." Luosang's tone was full of joy.

Ye Zhao thought about it and decided to hang up the phone.

Edit a long text and send it to him.

Looking out the window filled with steam, Ye Zhao was actually a little excited.

The fourth male character is about to meet the protagonist, and then falls in love with him. His feelings for the scumbag gong decrease again and again, and even...

If conditions allowed, he really wanted to witness it up close.

The rain mercilessly washed away the trees, and water seeped down into the surrounding buildings.

Cars sped past on the road, splashing water everywhere.

The rain soaked Jun Qing's whole body. His soft hair stuck to his plump forehead and flowed down his handsome face into his clothes.

Walking in the street in a daze, he passed by a puddle and was run over mercilessly by a Maybach.

The filthy water swept over like ink, and in an instant, Jun Qing's clothes were filthy.

The car stopped three meters away, and the people in the car came towards Jun Qing with black umbrellas...

"Sorry for getting your clothes dirty."

The umbrella obscured the visitor's face, but his clear and gentle voice was like a spring breeze.

In the noisy rain, it is like the most beautiful clear sound.

Jun Qing's scattered eyes refocused, and after slowly seeing who was coming, he was suddenly terrified...

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Ye Zhao arrived at Luosang's residence.

Luosang lives in Jinwan District, which is one of the properties under Ye Zhao's name.

According to the signed contract, Luosang will accompany him for half a year. If he does not violate the agreement, the money will be transferred to Luosang's name.

Ye Zhaohe's closed umbrella kept dripping water onto the ground, and his shoulders and shoes were inevitably wet.

The doorbell rang and the door opened.

Luosang, dressed in simple home clothes, greeted him.

Ye Zhao changed his shoes at the entrance, and Luosang went to unbutton his suit jacket.

"Brother Ye Zhao, I've been looking forward to seeing you finally here."

Ye Zhao stopped him and said, "I'll do it myself."

Luosang's eyes showed resentment, and he pouted, "Why can Jun Qing do these things, but I can't?"

"You are different from him."

Ye Zhao said casually and took off his coat and tie.

Luosang wanted to ask what was different, but he couldn't find the answer.

He also knew that what he did was not right. Even if it was for gambling, he could not destroy other people's marriages.

But now that I have done it, I have to stick to it.

Luosang wisely skipped the question, adjusted his expression, and said sympathetically, "It's raining outside, and your clothes are wet. Take a hot shower first."

Ye Zhao was thinking the same thing and nodded slightly.

After Ye Zhao finished taking a shower, he changed into a set of white silk pajamas.

Water dripped from the ends of his hair, sinking into his chest, and his skin was three times whiter than porcelain.

When he sat next to Lausanne, he could easily smell the shampoo.

Luosang felt a little uncomfortable and his neck began to turn red.

Ye Zhao met his eyes, and her slender fingers played with a strand of hair by his ear. "Are you ready?"

Luosang was flustered and swallowed his saliva reluctantly before nodding.

Ye Zhao put his hand on his shoulder, as if to encourage him, and said solemnly, "Let's get started."

Luosang's heart was beating like a drum.

Boom boom boom!