Cannon fodder fiancé dressed as a villain

"Oh, you don't even know how ugly Sheng Yuehua's face was just now, and he still wants to squeeze you into working for him without paying you!"

Ji Wuyou bowed his head to eat, and replied: "I don't want it."

"You can't bully you like this if you don't want her! I said a lot for you just now, and Sheng Yuehua's face turned green. I'm amazing!"

Ji Wuyou nodded perfunctorily.

Lin Qiuhe vividly described the confrontation with Sheng Yuehua just now to Ji Wuyou, trying to create an image of himself as a domineering husband, trying to increase his favorability in the heart of the villain Ji Wuyou.

It's a pity that Ji Wuyou just buried his head in eating and ignored him at all.

Lin Qiuhe ordered all light side dishes and a bowl of white rice porridge.

Lin Qiuhe sat at the desk with his chin propped up, pretending to be distressed: "No matter how busy you are, you have to eat. Fortunately, I bought it for you in advance, otherwise you would have to eat two bites of bread to fool you. You already have stomach problems, and you don't love yourself so much."

Ji Wuyou paused with his chopsticks, raised his cold eyes and looked at him: "How do you know I have a stomach problem?"

Lin Qiuhe rolled his eyes, and said nonsense: "You guessed it, the Sheng family treated you badly, and there is no guarantee that they won't starve you out of stomach problems."

After speaking, Lin Qiuhe took out a box of stomach medicine from his pocket as if to please: "I just bought it, let's see if it can be eaten?"

Ji Wuyou gave a simple "um", lowered his head and continued to chew slowly.

After Ji Wuyou finished eating, Lin Qiuhe helped him clean up the dining table, and then sat down at the table and asked Ji Wuyou a serious question: "Look, we have known each other for several days, and we have been sharing the same bed for the past few days. As the saying goes, if you sleep together after a hundred years of cultivation, the two of us are also very close..."

Ji Wuyou looked at him indifferently, faintly impatient.

Lin Qiuhe hurriedly changed the subject and said to business: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Lin Qiuhe held his breath, a little embarrassed, and slowly probed: "Are you reasonable?"

Ji Wuyou immediately frowned.

Lin Qiuhe said in a panic: "I just asked casually, if I don't want to answer, forget it, forget it, don't say anything."

Ji Wuyou frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lin Qiuhe pinched his fingers unconsciously, and said slowly: "I think, you should be very reasonable, because you are too reasonable, that's why you are willing to be bullied by the Sheng family in the past ten years, and you will spare no effort to help Sheng Yuehua run the company."

Ji Wuyou let out an "um", which was an admission.

Lin Qiuhe was overjoyed, suppressed his joy and continued to probe: "So you are really reasonable. Because you owe the Sheng family favors, you are willing to work in the Sheng family for free for ten years. Are you also reasonable about other things? For example explain……"

Ji Wuyou went to bed without knowing it, and a layer of doubt floated up in his heart: What exactly is this dramatist trying to say?

Lin Qiuhe went around in a big circle, and finally got to the point slowly: "For example, if someone likes you very much and treats you very well, you will become famous in the future, and you will be able to soar in the sky like a big roc. No one will be your opponent. , will you miss this person a little? Although you don't like him at all. "

Lin Qiuhe thought for a while, and then added: "You don't need to think about him well. You will rise up in the future, can you treat this person as a fart? You are such a reasonable person, because you don't like him, Just kill the other party? He just likes you, there is no malice."

Lin Qiuhe blinked pitifully, humbled to the bottom of the valley.

After making such a big circle, Ji Wuyou understood it, and immediately asked back: "I have three questions, one, why does the other party think that I will surely become famous in the future and spread my wings? Is it a prophet?"

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Lin Qiuhe's back immediately, and his hands and feet were stiff.

"Second, is it true that he likes me?"

Lin Qiuhe's heart trembled violently, and he asked uneasily, "What if it's fake?"

Ji Wuyou smiled lightly and said nothing, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Lin Qiuhe was about to cry, but he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pretended to be calm.

"Three," Ji Wuyou approached suddenly, pinching Lin Qiuhe's chin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Lin Qiuhe, you better really like me."

"I definitely like you." Lin Qiuhe smiled uglier than crying, and a drop of cold sweat hit the back of Ji Wuyou's hand.

"Honey, you are so timid." Ji Wuyou smiled half-smile, and gently wiped Lin Qiuhe's lips with his fingertips.

Lin Qiuhe was so frightened that he hurriedly broke away from Ji Wuyou's hand, patted his face pretending to be shy, and argued, "No, I'm just too nervous and shy."

Unexpectedly, Ji Wuyou raised four fingers again, and said coldly: "Four,"

Lin Qiuhe was about to collapse: "Why are there still four?"

Ji Wuyou blinked and said innocently: "I just thought of it, four,"

"Four what?" Lin Qiuhe was going crazy.

"Fourth, liking me is a kind of malice." Ji Wuyou's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes were lifeless, and he was as silent as death, and said quietly, "I am actually unreasonable at all. He likes me, and I don't like him." , then the other party will only make me feel sick, I will..."

Lin Qiuhe was frightened, and whispered: "What will happen?"

Ji Wuyou smiled indifferently, but the smile he evoked was as ruthless and indifferent as a seductress: "I will lock him up in the morgue and let him know what it's like to like a dead person."

Lin Qiuhe, who was racking his brains, struggling, trying to stay away from the death morgue: ...

Ji Wuyou tilted his head, as if humans and animals were harmless: "Are you okay?"

Lin Qiuhe's voice trembled: "Can I cry?"

Ji Wuyou said indifferently: "Hold on."

"Wow——" Lin Qiuhe couldn't hold back, but he just uttered without crying.

Ji Wuyou: "Shut up."

Lin Qiuhe immediately shut up, and secretly came up with another bad move: "Then if you also like the other party, then of course he doesn't have to die, does he?"

Ji Wuyou smiled: "I can't like others, unless sparks hit the earth."

Lin Qiuhe's hair stood on end, and he quickly covered Ji Wuyou's mouth: "Brother, please shut up."

Lin Qiuhe has a strong will to survive, and it is better to live two and a half years longer than to be imprisoned alive in the morgue half a year later.

Although Ji Wuyou is cold-blooded and ruthless, Ji Wuyou is still a human being, so there is always a little, a little bit of possibility for Ji Wuyou to like him.

Isn't he the Raiders villain boss?He has seen this kind of book-crossing plot on the Internet!Lin Qiuhe rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Honey, are you thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Honey, are you tired? I'll help you squeeze your shoulders."

"Husband, does your stomach hurt? The hot water bottle I burned for you warms your stomach."

"Husband, are you cold? Let me raise the temperature of the air conditioner a little. Is it okay to raise it by two degrees?"

For the next two hours, Lin Qiuhe surrounded Ji Wuyou like a bee, and finally, when Lin Qiuhe picked up a rag to wipe the expensive antiques in the office, Ji Wuyou couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled Lin Qiuhe's arm and forced him to hold him down. On the sofa.

"Sit, shut up, and don't move."

Lin Qiuhe smiled sweetly: "Good husband!"

Ji Wuyou was in a bad mood after being quarreled by him: "Don't call me husband."

"Then...Master?" Lin Qiuhe cautiously probed, and the voice of his words was just heard by the new secretary.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, this is the document that the chairman asked me to hand over to you." The little secretary turned and ran away with a blushing face.

Ji Wuyou's forehead twitched and asked Lin Qiuhe: "Why didn't you close the door when you went out just now?"

Lin Qiuhe looked innocent: "Forget, I went out to get a rag just now."

"Use a rag to wipe the antique..." Ji Wuyou pulled off his tie, and tied Lin Qiuhe's mouth with it, "Shut up, don't move."

Lin Qiuhe blinked: So you still have this habit.