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

He leaned back, his bony fingers clutching the blanket behind him.

The bedding was deformed and dented by his ten fingers, his nails were crystal clear, and his fingertips were pink, giving off an inexplicable erotic aura.

"you……"

Being very sensitive to itching, Ye Zhao was unable to bear it and was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, husband?"

Looking at him with a harmless face, Jun Qing was as innocent as he could be.

The hand holding his delicate ankle caressed it subtly.

The other hand slid, and the white towel brushed across the back of his feet, which were as white as snow, like a light feather.

The toes are round and plump, and every time they are touched, they are white with a hint of red.

Looking at Ye Zhao's cute expression of enduring shame and annoyance, it was so cute that I wanted to tease him to make him show an even better expression.

"Hurry up."

Ye Zhao urged dissatisfiedly, with flames in his eyes.

Jun Qing would not disobey him and responded with a yes.

Dry his feet as quickly as possible.

With his feet dangling in the air and shaking constantly, Ye Zhao was in a rare good mood and raised his chin.

"Well done. Here, this is your reward."

He stretched out his left hand with a reluctant gesture.

This is what the scumbag often does: give a slap in the face and then a sweet treat.

Jun Qing just fell for it.

Jun Qing's breathing became heavier, and his eyes were fixed on the hand in front of him.

The back of her hand is as delicate as fine white porcelain, and her fingertips are like scallions. You can even feel like you are squeezing out water. It is truly a blessing for hand control.

When a person has such hands and an arrogant and domineering look, he gives gifts to others with an expression like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

It's almost life-threatening.

Seeing that he was slow to move, Ye Zhao curled his lips and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jun Qing moved.

She leaned down, solemnly kissed her ring finger, and then looked up at him devoutly.

"Hubby, I will like you more and more."

There is a sea of ​​stars in his eyes, and no one can match him.

Ye Zhao didn't understand him, nor did he want to understand, so just don't bring him in.

I recited the Great Compassion Mantra in my heart.

I secretly decided that when I have time I must get an electronic wooden fish and knock it to accumulate some merit for myself.

Immediately, she was possessed by the spirit of drama, stepped on his knee, smiled like a flower, and said provocatively, "Do you still like it?"

"I like it." Jun Qing nodded rapidly, the blush on her cheeks spreading to her neck like fire.

Ye Zhao completely ignored the fact that he was as arrogant as a king who dominated others. In the eyes of slaves, every move he made was full of fatal temptation.

The harder it is trampled, the better the aphrodisiac.

Veins popped up on Jun Qing's neck and his sexy Adam's apple rolled.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails stinging his palms, but the pleasure assaulted his visual senses.

I tried my best to restrain myself, fearing that the beast locked in my heart would suddenly break out of its cage.

It would be bad to scare Zhao Zhao, as he is timid, aggressive, and arrogant, and is favored.

Jun Qing lowered his head again, hiding his eyes and struggling with all kinds of dark desires.

In Ye Zhao's eyes, his whole body was tense, he was shaking, his hands were pale, and he was on the verge of exploding.

It seems that he still cares about such humiliation and is not hopeless.

Gaining a little confidence, he became more aggressive and stepped on his shoulder.

Ye Zhao was full of fighting spirit, with a smug look on his face, and said word by word, "How about this?"

She stomped her feet hard, her cheeks flushed with excitement, she was gorgeous and captivating.

Waving flags and shouting in my heart.

Go!

Show your manliness and beat him up.

Tell him that you have dignity, and then divorce him, focus on your career, make the scumbag angry to death, and let him get the retribution he deserves.

Hurry up!

Jun Qing suddenly looked up and locked his eyes on him, not moving.