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

After dawn, the heavy rain stopped and the sun rose as usual.

The sunlight outside the window came in through the gaps in the beige curtains and fell on Ye Zhao's calm face.

Ye Zhao turned over to the outside, his hands unconsciously reaching to his sides.

Without touching the warm body temperature, Crow Feather's long eyelashes moved.

I slowly opened my eyes and found that Zhou Xin was no longer on my side of the bed.

She bit her lower lip in dissatisfaction, her eyes vaguely revealing aggrieved look.

I did everything except the last step last night, and I ran away today?

Thinking of this, all remaining sleepiness disappeared.

He took out the jade pendant from his neck and spread it in his palm.

I began to think, does he know what it means when Zhou Xin gives him this thing?

Once he smashed or threw away the jade pendant, Zhou Xin would not be able to return to his ancestral home.

However, it was exactly what he wanted.

"woke up?"

With a knock on the door, Zhou Xin appeared outside the door with a slight smile on his face.

what.

Ye Zhao was embarrassed to look at him and did the dumbest thing.

The quilt was pulled up and wrapped tightly, like a round silkworm pupa.

Zhou Xin had already prepared herself mentally and remained calm, but when she saw him like this, she blushed immediately.

He walked over with his head lowered and gently pulled the quilt, "Zhao Zhao, wash up and eat."

Ye Zhao pretended to be dead and didn't move.

Across the quilt, Zhou Xin's doting voice came from above, "Zhao Zhao, don't be shy."

Ye Zhao felt like he was hit in a sore spot and his fur stood on end.

"You're the one who's shy. These two words don't exist in my dictionary."

She threw back the quilt, jumped up and covered him, and denied it in an angry tone.

With a cold snort, he disappeared.

Zhou Xin took off the quilt from his head with great effort and folded it neatly.

Ye Zhao ran into the bathroom angrily.

When I came to the sink, I saw the extra water cups, toothpaste and toothbrushes.

There is also a pack of pure cotton face towels next to it.

These were not there last night.

Ye Zhao's face turned black when he saw a white kitten with bared fangs and claws on top of these things.

Gee tut.

Zhou Xin's aesthetic taste is really worrying. This is definitely not what counts in him.

When they came out to the living room, Zhou Xin pulled out a chair for him.

A bouquet of orange and yellow sunflowers is placed on the square dining table with a floral pattern.

The warm color made him reach out and touch it.

When I looked away, Zhou Xin brought out the food from the kitchen.

Put it in front of him.

Small wontons with thin skin and large fillings, topped with chopped green onions.

The cleaned fresh strawberries are plump.

A bottle of yogurt.

Seeing this, Ye Zhao showed resistance and asked, "Did you buy all this outside?"

He never eats food from outside; everything is specially prepared by the chef at home.

Even when we go out, we eat in high-end luxury restaurants and the chefs are all famous chefs.

"The strawberries are grown on the balcony. I just learned how to make wontons," Zhou Xin replied. "Want to try it?"

Is this using him as a guinea pig?

Ye Zhao was about to strike him hard when he looked up and saw him looking at him pitifully.

He snorted coldly, with a reluctant attitude, "You begged me."

Zhou Xin handed over a clean spoon.

Raising his hand to take it, Ye Zhao picked up a full and round wonton and put it into his mouth to chew.

His eyes lit up, "What is this?"

"Shrimp wontons." Zhou Xin held his chin with his hand, his eyes looking expectant. "How is it?"

Ye Zhao sat up straight, expressionless, "It's just so-so."

hateful.

The taste is tender, smooth, sweet and delicious, with rich layers of texture.

Has the protagonist's cooking skills improved to this point now?

How can he live like this?

He can only play the role of a scumbag and live a mediocre life.

Zhou Xin looked at him with a smile, not angry at all.

A horn blew outside the door.

"The clothes I asked Chen San to buy have arrived." Ye Zhao put down his chopsticks.

Zhou Xin stood up first, "I'll get it."

Ye Zhao looked at his disappearing back, lost in thought.

The protagonist is very pleased that his younger brother is doing a better and better job.

After changing his clothes, shoes and socks and going out, with the help of equipment, Ye Zhao transformed from the pitiful and helpless kitten last night into a vicious male cannon fodder with an aura of two meters and eight.

Chen San hurried forward to greet him, his face smiling brighter than a flower, "Young Master Ye, are you going home first today?"

At this moment, he already knew that Ye Zhao was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to offend him.

Ye Zhao glanced at Zhou Xin and asked, "Where is Aunt Zhou's hospital?"

"Jing'an Hospital." Zhou Xin said.

Ye Zhao ordered Chen San, "Go there."

Chen San looked puzzled and did as he was told.

In the ward, Ye Zhao looked at Zhou's mother lying on the hospital bed as if asleep, with a frown on his face.

Unlike the gorgeous Ye Zhao, Zhou's mother has kind eyes and a dignified and delicate appearance.

Even though time has left traces on her temples and face, it is not difficult to imagine her youthful radiance.

At this moment, while Zhou Xin went to see the doctor to ask about her daily condition, he reached out and touched her hand.

Ye Zhao felt a little guilty, but not much.

He tries his best to do what he can at present.

He was willing to provide convenience for Zhou Xin no matter what he wanted to do.

As for everyone returning to their proper place, he couldn't do it.

"sorry."

As he said this, he became even more determined.

Ye Zhao came to the corridor outside and saw Zhou Xin talking to Chen San.

As they approached, the two hurriedly ended their conversation.

"Master Ye, I'm going to the bathroom. I'll wait for you outside later."

Chen San ran away.

"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?" Zhou Xin asked.

Ye Zhao said with a serious expression, "I want to enroll you in a class to learn Taekwondo, what do you think?"

"Okay." Zhou Xin nodded.

Ye Zhao was puzzled, "Why don't you ask?"

"You must have your reasons for saying that. I'll just do as you say." Zhou Xin's eyes were sincere and frank.

Ye Zhao counted on his fingers, "In addition, piano, etiquette, painting, horseback riding, golf..."

"Are you bringing your younger brother?" Zhou Xin was a little amused.

Ye Zhao thought to himself, what do you know?

Sooner or later you will have to learn to return to your roots, especially Taekwondo is a must.

Otherwise, what if it falls into the hands of a few attackers again?

Ye Zhao patted his shoulder and said, "Is the money enough? If not, you can ask me for it."

Zhou Xin declined, "That money is enough for a year."

This includes finding a caregiver.

Besides, he has found several part-time jobs and doesn’t want to trouble him.

Moreover, I will definitely pay him back the money after he graduates and finds a job.

Ye Zhao didn't comment. Anyway, as long as he was in trouble, he would not ignore him.

Just don't compete with him for the identity of the Ye family's young master.

"Zhao Zhao, I want to pursue you." Zhou Xin looked at her affectionately, more serious than ever before.

Ye Zhao was almost blinded by the light in his eyes. He thought for a moment and said, "After you finish learning these, I can consider it."

"Yes, sir." Zhou Xin's facial lines softened a little.

When Ye Zhao came out of the hospital, his cell phone rang.

Chen San handed it to him.

I saw a string of unfamiliar numbers on the caller ID, and there were more than twenty missed calls.

Ye Zhao answered, "Who is this?"

"He's such a heartless man, not only did he steal my heart away..." Bai Qiong complained sadly on the other end of the phone, "You couldn't even recognize my voice."

Ye Zhao understood and was speechless. "Get to the point."

"Chu Xiao is going to participate in a car racing competition. In ten days, do you want to go and watch? Or compete in it?" Bai Qiong asked excitedly.

Ye Zhao got in when the car door opened and said, "No."

He gestured to Zhou Xin outside to get in the car as well.

"No." Bai Qiong was anxious. "It is said that the winner can make the loser agree to a condition. Don't you want to please Brother Chu Xiao..."?

Before he could finish the remaining word, Ye Zhao interrupted him mercilessly, "Go."

Bai Qiong was overjoyed, "Then we'll see you then, muah."

Ye Zhao was annoyed by him and hung up the phone as quickly as possible.

Chen San, who was nearby, heard this and quickly dissuaded him, "Young Master Ye, Mr. and Mrs. Ye only have you as their only son, and they strictly forbid you from playing this kind of thing."

If he dares to go, not only his legs will be broken, but theirs as well.

Ye Zhao played with his phone, "I won't play, but I have a choice."

"Who?" Chen San in the driver's seat turned his head and looked at Zhou Xin.

Are we sending Zhou Xin to his death?

But Ye Zhao looked at him with ill intentions.

Chen San had a bad feeling, "Could it be me?"

Ye Zhao smiled slightly and nodded.

Chen San's heart broke into two and he died.

"Ah!" The wailing continued.