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

Chapter 267: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (22)

With tears in his eyes, Ye Zhao was already immersed in self-pity and unable to extricate himself.

As soon as he cried, no matter how angry Shen Qingshu was, he had no choice but to surrender.

A barely perceptible sigh sounded above Ye Zhao's head.

With gentle force, she lovingly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"do not Cry……"

Shen Qingshu was so busy coaxing him that he didn't even notice that he was still angry.

Ye Zhao's long and curled eyelashes were still dangling with crystal tears, about to fall but not yet.

He blinked, and all the tears fell, and his vision became clear again.

The eyes moistened by tears are as clear as a blue lake.

"I didn't cry." Faced with facts, he remained stubborn.

But his red eyes and puffy cheeks showed that he was trying hard not to burst into tears, and his tears were falling heavily.

If you say another harsh word, he will be vulnerable and shatter like transparent crystal.

"Why close the window in broad daylight?"

Shen Qingshu looked behind him, his face filled with anger.

Ye Zhao's heart stopped beating, and it took him a while to come up with an excuse, "The wind is too strong."

"Really?" Shen Qingshu said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Could it be that there's some dubious person hiding there? For example, an adulterer?"

Ye Zhao almost couldn't hold on and wished he could grab one and beat him to death.

Unfortunately, this time the scumbag attacker is a coward who appears strong on the outside but is weak on the inside. He shows weakness when he can't defeat the opponent, and shows off when he can.

"Qingshu, I didn't. It's not what you think." Holding his arms helplessly, Ye Zhao bit his lip aggrievedly.

The white teeth exerted too much force, leaving deep marks on the lower lip, like a ripe fruit with juice bursting out.

Shen Qingshu's expression froze for a moment, and he heard a rustling sound in his ears. When he turned his head to look, a pair of flexible and beautiful hands fixed on both sides of his cheeks, preventing him from looking in the direction of the curtains.

Draw the curtains at the same time.

The instigator stood on tiptoe, trying to keep his gaze in line with Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao looked at him pitifully, "Qingshu, I'm always looking at you, and you look at me too. Don't look at anyone else, don't look anywhere else."

The two of them were of different heights, and after standing in this position for a while, he felt a little shaky.

I could only lean all my weight on him, but even so it was still a bit strenuous.

But his long-term meal ticket was about to be gone, and this feeling of being out of control made him upset and desperate to do something to make amends.

Shen Qingshu paid attention to his every move and almost at the same time hugged him tightly to protect him from falling.

Then, she lowered her head, bent down, and looked at him on an equal footing.

Shen Qingshu's gaudy makeup kept magnifying in front of him, revealing every flaw. "I'm not good-looking, I don't have a good figure, I'm rich, I'm useless, I have no ideals, and I have no baggage. Even if I'm like this, are you willing to keep looking at me?"

The fly-leg eyelashes, the pale makeup like the wall, and the blood-red lips are particularly weird under the reflected light.

Her body was covered in a strange perfume smell, which was not like the smell of shower gel she usually had right after taking a shower. Others would have rejected it.

But he underestimated a scumbag and petty liar who would do anything to make money.

Ye Zhao stared at him without blinking, his eyes fearless, perfectly reflecting his appearance at the moment.

"What you said is of no importance to me."

Having money is enough.

Body shape...

He looks thin when he is dressed, but has muscles when he is undressed

Good looks...

Because the plot is sealed, but it is definitely not bad.

Ideals, ambitions, and everything else. I already have money, so what else do I need?

However, it seems that Shen Qingshu has dealt a heavy blow to Lu Zhihuai. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is still brooding over it.

Lu Zhihuai, ah Lu Zhihuai, your broken mouth is truly a heinous crime.

How can you chase a wife like that?

Do you think it’s still the same old routine of showing affection through beatings and expressing love through scoldings?

Times have changed now!

It's his fault that he is not motivated enough.

Compared to Lu Zhihuai's love, his livelihood is the most important. I can only apologize to him first, and then help him after he keeps his job.

Having made up his mind, Ye Zhao said affectionately and sincerely, "Qingshu, no matter how good others are, I don't need them. It has nothing to do with me. I only want you. No matter what you are like, I will always only look at you."

Frank and passionate words are like the bright sunshine, dispelling all the haze.

Shen Qingshu locked the door, eagerly picked him up and placed him on the sink, "Is this okay?"

Ye Zhao wouldn't let him touch her until she had showered and removed her makeup, but he only touched her after she woke up from her marriage.

As the man left the ground, Ye Zhao unconsciously hugged his neck, his cheeks flushed with the sunset glow. "It's already this late, don't say stupid things."

Shen Qingshu lowered his head and kissed his lips reverently and carefully.

Ye Zhao hesitantly extended his tongue and licked it gently.

The innocent and naive look is both pure and lustful.

"Fuck!"

Like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, Shen Qingshu's hidden desire to protect and destroy are entangled and integrated into one.

The big hand firmly grasped the back of his head and rolled down hard, lips and teeth pressed together, and the flexible long tongue pried open his teeth...

Ye Zhao endured the torrent of kisses and light or heavy touches. The initial discomfort was replaced by pleasure, and tears gradually seeped out due to the intense pleasure. Every strand of hair was numb with pleasure. He had nowhere to put his hands and accidentally touched the faucet switch behind him.

The sound of gurgling water was heard, and a column of water wrapped in fine foam poured down.

The hand soap, soap, green ivy, and flameless aromatherapy on the sink were all knocked over.

The two were immersed in intense intimacy, with no time to care about anything else, and had no room for anything except each other.

The delicate and lingering kiss moved away from lips and tongue. Ye Zhao's breathing became rapid, his face flushed, and he had no time to say anything.

She grabbed the white shirt on his chest tightly and hit his fingers so hard that they turned white.

Breathing became extremely difficult, my whole body went limp, and between my slightly parted lips...

Shen Qingshu wiped it swiftly, circled his back, and moved his kisses like rain down along his swan-like neck, but was blocked by the T-shirt and could not go any further.

The hot breath hit his fair skin, quickly spreading a pink color, like a burning peach blossom.

"Zhao Zhao..." Shen Qingshu raised his eyes, his red eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at her with desire and request.

Ye Zhao just wanted to put this matter behind him and never mention it again, and didn't mind giving him some sweet treats.

In the past, I didn't let him touch it because I was afraid that he would get tired of it and no longer care about it. The longer I hide it, the better price I can get for it. The longer I delay, the more benefits I will get. Now the situation is critical, and it is time to use this to make an exchange.

only……

This was my first time experiencing this, and I was incredibly scared, feeling like I had lost direction and control over my future.

If Shen Qingshu gets him and finds out that he is nothing special, and starts staying out all night and sleeping with prostitutes, then he will die like a dried flower.

You won't get much money then...

He really...

It would be great if Shen Qingshu really liked him, and still loved him unwaveringly after knowing his background, and would not turn against him after discovering his evil and greedy nature.

Ye Zhao sneezed, as if he was reminded of something horrible.

It’s so terrible. When you fall in love with someone, you become soulless and without self.

He still likes money, and he shouldn't delve into those complicated things.

Act decisively and cut off all sentimentality, and let reason override all emotions.

With his bony fingers pinching the hem of his shirt, Ye Zhao breathed sweetly through his swollen, cut lips, saying something that would deceive himself and others, "Qingshu, please follow your heart and possess me completely. Leave your mark on me, because I like you."

The words were obviously mixed with sweetness, touching enough to move people's hearts, but Shen Qingshu was inexplicably moved to tears.

The tears came suddenly and unexpectedly.

"Why are you crying?" Ye Zhao looked flustered and tried to wipe the tears from his face helplessly.

Shen Qingshu dodged away out of shame.

There are some things he should play dumb about.

If not, what should Zhao Zhao do?

He didn't want to see him doing things reluctantly even though he was obviously unhappy, and tried hard to please him.

Zhao Zhao's every move affected him, and his actions also affected Zhao Zhao...

Mingming, he has always wanted to protect Zhaozhao, no matter the cost.

Shen Qingshu quickly wiped away his tears and knelt on one knee, looking up at the unique and important person in his life. "Zhao Zhao, compared to pleasing me and pleasing others, these are not important things."

Ye Zhao jumped down from the sink and knelt on one knee, imitating him. He was confused and asked, "What is important?"

If you can please others and make money, why not do it?

Without money, he would be miserable and even unable to survive.

At this moment, he was like a piece of pure white paper, allowing anyone to leave traces of smears on him.

As the one closest to him and who had the most opportunities, Shen Qingshu did not indulge in the evil in his heart.

Because, compared to those things, he wanted to cherish him as he said.

"Zhao Zhao is the most important. Everything I have is not worth a single tear from Zhao Zhao." Shen Qingshu said word by word, leaving no room for doubt. "If there comes a day when Zhao Zhao kills me, she will be happy. I am willing to do so. Alternatively, if Zhao Zhao wants something from me, feel free to take it. But Zhao Zhao, you must be well."

Ye Zhao's soul seemed to be swallowed and drowned by a huge vortex. All his troubles became distant and gradually forgotten.

Showing a smile that came from the heart, he leaned forward and ferociously pushed Shen Qingshu against the wall.

She took the initiative to kiss his lips, not afraid of his heavy and tragic makeup staining him. His mouth was sweet and soft, and the words he said were just like him, "You said, give me whatever I want."

Being pressed to the ground, Shen Qingshu was unaware of the danger. He had already been pulled to the highest point by him, enjoying the pleasure he brought him, "Yeah."

Ye Zhao unbuttoned his shirt, winked playfully at his right eye, and whispered something shocking into his ear: