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

Brilliant fireworks ignited in Huo Hansheng's eyes, which was so beautiful.

Almost at the same time, both of them thought they understood each other's thoughts——

"I want to be with you..."

"You want Zhou..."

They all stopped talking in unison halfway through, as if something was wrong.

The two of them met eyes again, both looking confused.

"What do you want to say?" Huo Hansheng asked.

Ye Zhao quickly shook his head and laughed, "Nothing, nothing."

This seems to be different from what he thought.

"I want you to give me a gift." Afraid that he would misunderstand again, Huo Hansheng added, "It would be best if you could stay with me forever. If it's you..."

Huo finished speaking and stared at him.

His heart skipped a beat and Ye Zhao shifted uneasily, Huo Hansheng's dark gaze following him like a shadow.

Ye Zhao suddenly had a bad feeling and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he is just beginning to fall in love and is too embarrassed to ask the protagonist to receive directly?

That's a difficult thing to do. He can't just send it over directly, right?

No need, really no need.

Too frightened to dare to guess, Ye Zhao asked tentatively, "Is it okay for people?"

Damn!

Don't be shy.

Without further ado, we must rescue the protagonist from this vicious scumbag.

"It's not impossible..." Huo Hansheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly added, "If it's not you, forget it."

"No..." Ye Zhao, who was about to call the protagonist, froze there.

There is a villain in my heart who strangled my previous ideas in the cradle.

It turns out that Huo Hansheng is not shy at all?

He was just daydreaming.

Sitting up straight, Ye Zhao said with a forced smile, "You are so humorous."

Looking at him deeply, Huo Hansheng denied it, "I'm serious."

Hearing this, Ye Zhao felt very uncomfortable.

"No, I'm serious about this." Ye Zhao refused without any emotion.

"Oh."

The light in his eyes went out with a snap, and Huo Hansheng lowered his head.

Like a cowardly dog ​​who can't eat meat and still gets scolded.

It was hard to bear to see this, but Ye Zhao hardened his heart and said, "Change it."

"I like whatever you give me, except others." Huo Hansheng quickly adjusted his attitude.

Ye Zhao was really worried now.

To be fair, Huo Hansheng is not short of money or rare treasures.

What's so valuable that he likes it?

"I'll give you a lollipop, just give me one that's similar." Huo Hansheng looked calm and composed, obviously not caring about the value of the gift.

Ye Zhao's face was full of black lines. He wanted to ask, "Would you like some porridge? Or some wild vegetables?"

But seeing Huo Hansheng's sincere face, I guess if it was really given to him, he would really want it.

Oh, sigh.

"You wait."

After saying that, Ye Zhao opened the door and went out.

When he came in again, he took out the thing he had hidden behind him and asked, "Do you like this?"

He held a bunch of purple hibiscus in his arms, and his snow-white hands could hardly hold it.

The petals are intricate and elegant, the stamens are like crystal pearls, and the branches and leaves are like jade pendants.

Huo Hansheng was puzzled, "Why this?"

"I don't know either. I just felt it was a good match for you when I saw it." Ye Zhao pondered for a moment. "If you find someone to plant it and water it regularly, it will accompany you as you wish over time."

When there was no response for a long time, he couldn't help but look at him.

Seeing Huo Hansheng staring at him, as if he had committed a heinous crime.

He was so frightened that he added in time, "I asked the hotel staff before picking it, and I got their consent and paid for it. It's not stolen. If you don't like it, I will send you some rare treasures later."

You can't kill him just because he gave you a bouquet of flowers, right?

Aren’t you happy when people give you white porridge and wild vegetables?

"I know." Huo Hansheng opened his arms and hugged him tightly.

The hibiscus flower sandwiched between the two people was in great pain, and its petals fell down one after another.

His body stiffened, and Ye Zhao gently pushed him.

His shoulders sank, and a burst of heat rose in his ears, which made Ye Zhao turn his head away.

There's no need to be so moved, it's not worth the money.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

As night fell, Ye Zhao inevitably participated in an event.

Huo Hansheng won the championship, so the attackers naturally had to celebrate for him.

It was a rare opportunity for him to take me along this time, and he rarely refused.

I deliberately chose a corner with few people, but I still couldn't avoid being approached.

He refused them all.

If they really can't get rid of it, Bai Qiong and Huo Hansheng who are paying attention here will come to rescue them.

Later, I just sat on his left and right.

As if to protect him.

The place where he was originally located was quite remote, but now after what happened, he suddenly became the target of public criticism.

Ye Zhao was in great pain.

"By the way, hasn't Xie You arrived yet?"

Bai Qiong glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen.

Huo Hansheng spoke at the right time, "He's upstairs, waiting for the remaining two collections to be delivered."

Hearing this, Ye Zhao began to drink heavily.

He knew this part.

Original text: The scumbag got drunk and came to Xie You's room.

He vomited at a painting in his collection.

This completely offended Xie You, so he ordered his men to strip him of his clothes and throw him naked on the ground.

The protagonist, who was working here, ran into him and immediately came over to rescue him.

It attracted Xie You's attention and won his deep appreciation.

With this, Xie You also joined and became a member of the harem.

Now, the protagonist is busy with other things.

But it’s okay, he can call him over later.

Now all he had to do was get himself drunk.

Otherwise, the plot will be revealed later and there will be flaws.

Seeing him drinking so fast, Bai Qiong quickly took away his cup.

"Stop drinking, or you'll get drunk." His concern was evident in his words.

Ye Zhao wanted to take the cup back, but was held down by someone.

When I looked up, it was Huo Hansheng.

As if not noticing his annoyed expression, she gave him a glass of orange juice instead.

Just as he was about to explode, the system's voice rang out in his mind—

"Host, room 658 on the sixth floor."

Gently pushing the orange juice away, Ye Zhao's face was now flushed, "I'm going to the bathroom.

"I'll accompany you?" Bai Qiong was worried.

Ye Zhao patted his shoulder and said, "No, wait for me."

Half sober and half drunk, he staggered to room 658 and saw six bodyguards on each side of the door.

As he approached, the bodyguard stopped him.

"Where's Xie You?" Ye Zhao's eyes were blurry and he was a little tongue-tied. "Oh, good morning."

The older bodyguard, Ah Fei, had seen him before and knew that he would not give up until he achieved his goal. He quickly said, "Young Master Ye, please wait a moment. I will inform you right away."

Ye Zhao smiled and agreed.

Ah Fei pressed the doorbell and went in.

After a while, Ah Fei came out and made an inviting gesture.

Ye Zhao continued to stagger and walked in with a heavy head and light feet.

When he stepped into the living room, you could hear a pin drop.