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

Ye Zhao looked at him deeply. Zhou Xin was more serious than ever before.

Ye Zhao refused without thinking, "No."

Zhou Xin said stubbornly, "I have my dignity too. If you refuse, I don't want your money."

Ye Zhao, “…”

No.

Is he okay?

If you don't sleep with him, you can still get the money. Isn't that good?

Isn’t it nice to be a freeloader?

This protagonist is not favored.

What kind of evil is this? Why are you arguing with him so confidently?

He originally thought that Zhou Xin was just being polite, but he didn't get a response from him and walked away from him with a cold face.

Ye Zhao gnashed his teeth in anger.

"If you don't do anything for me, I won't feel at ease holding this money." Zhou Xin's sad eyes passed across his cheek, as if Ye Zhao was the one who owed him millions.

Ye Zhao, “…”

The protagonist, is this where you use your stubborn dignity?

Who is the financial backer?

"Alas." After finishing his clothes, Zhou Xin looked like a resentful husband. "Some people are insincere. I'm looking for someone who will help me from the bottom of their heart."

That sarcastic look, that dissatisfied tone that breaks through the screen.

Ouch.

While Ye Zhao was complaining, he did not forget to roll his eyes.

Is this help a double entendre?

Zhou Xin didn't even look at him and walked towards the door.

One step, two steps...

"stop."

Ye Zhao's annoyed voice came from behind.

Ye Zhao covered his eyes and said, "I promise, I will do something to you. Come here."

Zhou Xin felt relieved this time.

Ye Zhao felt depressed.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

With Ye Zhao's consent, Dalin walked in with a tray.

Smelling an unusual atmosphere in the house, he quickly put his things on the table and slipped away.

Based on past experience, Ye Shao must be angry, hahaha, Zhou Xin will be in big trouble.

Ye Zhao stood up, picked up a glass of red wine in his left hand and shook it slightly.

The wine glass reflected a dazzling light under the light, forming a strong contrast with the scarlet wine.

Zhou Xin looked calm, quickened his pace and squatted in front of Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao lifted his chin frivolously with his right hand, "I'm looking forward to your service."

"despair."

With a shake of his left hand, the cup tilted downward, and the bright red wine spilled onto the back of his hand, which was as white as a scallion.

Just like crystal clear white snow, stained with countless petals, it has an inviolable beauty.

Zhou Xin stared at his hands, his pupils contracted violently, unable to look away.

My throat is very dry.

His remaining sanity forced him not to be controlled by his desires.

It is hard to imagine what will happen once the valve of desire is opened.

This moment of silence seemed to Ye Zhao like regret.

He snorted coldly, determined to win back a point, "Lick it clean."

Zhou Xin was trembling all over and glared at him fiercely.

Ye Zhao gestured to him arrogantly.

In an instant, Zhou Xin's expression became gloomy and his eyes turned red.

Almost crying?

Seeing this, Ye Zhao lost most of his teasing intention.

Did he go a little too far?

After all, the protagonist is...

At this moment, I felt a moist and soft touch on the back of my hand.

Completely disrupted Ye Zhao's hesitation.

His breathing hitched, and his hand holding the cup turned white from the force.

Looking down from above, Zhou Xin stretched out a piece of red tongue and licked the remaining water droplets on the back of his hand with a focused expression.

From top to bottom, the eyes looked at him boldly, passionately and strangely, with a strong desire for possession hidden deep inside.

Ye Zhao's mind suddenly went blank.

I couldn't tell whether my face or my hands were hotter.

Zhou Xin opened her red lips slightly and rolled the last drop of water into her mouth.

Before she finished, she licked the corner of her mouth in front of Ye Zhao and said, "So sweet."

His eyes were fixed on Ye Zhao for a moment, which made people wonder whether he was talking about wine or people.

Ye Zhao was dumbfounded, his hand trembling in panic, and the remaining red wine spilled all over his shirt.

From the neck to the chest, it is looming and beautiful.

His body was sticky, and when he looked down, he saw that his white shirt was stained with large wine stains.

I couldn't help feeling annoyed and planned to change it.

The next second, everything went dark and the world was spinning.

Before I could see anything clearly, I was thrown back onto the sofa.

The empty wine glass in his hand rolled to the ground.

Ye Zhao pushed away the person who was pressing on him with both hands.

The latter moved closer to him, their breathing close and their body temperatures blending.

His tone was full of obligation, "Don't worry, I will lick it clean bit by bit like I did just now."

Pronounce each word clearly.

Ye Zhao, “…”

Is that what he meant?

Not really, damn it, don't be so ambiguous.

If it is done, it will be more ambiguous.

Ye Zhao was so frightened that her beautiful eyes widened slightly, like a roller coaster.

Zhou Xin's dark gaze fell on his plump lips.

Desire grows, and you have to obey your heart.

Ye Zhao put his fingers between his lips and shook his head.

Zhou Xin smiled back and moved to his slender and delicate neck.

Nibbling gently, from top to bottom, until the delicate collarbone...

The place where Ye Zhao was touched felt numb and unbearable, and he almost groaned.

But his pride wouldn't allow him to make such a shameful sound, so he gritted his teeth and tried to restrain himself.

Qiaodou Madai, back to the previous question.

Everything has a sequence. Who is the one who pays?

Without a doubt, he is!

Ye Zhao realized it belatedly and refused to give in.

He lifted up Zhou Xin's dissatisfied handsome face with both hands to stop him from committing a rebellious act.

"I won't do that." Ye Zhao raised the corners of his crimson eyes, and then he changed the subject, "I'll do it, and you don't move."

Zhou Xin didn't understand what he meant.

Ye Zhao felt relieved.

Hahaha.

That's right, he is the boss and he has the final say.

A change from the previous panic.

White fingers stroked his solid chest.

The index finger was teasing, and I felt the body tremble slightly under my hand.

The smile in Ye Zhao's eyes grew instead of diminishing.

The situation reversed, Zhou Xin gritted his teeth and endured silently.

The face, pure as the morning mist, was tense and stained with a touch of red, like a touch of bright red cinnabar dripping on the white paper.

It makes people want to destroy and dirty him.

Ye Zhao saw it all but did not expose it.

Her long legs clamped around his waist, and with a sudden force, they suddenly switched positions.

In a flash, Zhou Xin was below, with Ye Zhao sitting astride his abdomen.

"It's not too late for you to regret now." Ye Zhao's cold fingers stroked his smooth and delicate skin.

Zhou Xin's eyes were red, and he looked away, "Hurry up."

Those who don’t know would think that it wasn’t him who was as fierce as a wolf before, but the little white flower who is suffering now.

Ye Zhao liked it this way, chuckled softly, and lowered his head towards his slender neck——