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

Chapter 259: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (14)

"No, don't..."

At this critical moment, Ye Zhao spoke out anxiously, trying to stop it.

Shen Qingshu refused coldly, "I won't listen to another word you say."

The more precious something is, the more it should be kept in a dark place so that no one can covet it.

The most important thing is that without seeing the sunshine, Zhao Zhao will not get involved with some questionable people, nor will she have the idea of ​​leaving him.

Just by imagining this, he felt infinite joy in his heart.

Beautiful things and beautiful people are as fragile as blue and white porcelain. They should be cherished from birth.

At this moment, Ye Zhao knew nothing about his morbid thoughts.

If I knew, I would just want to shout: Uncle police, come quickly!

However, when Ye Zhao heard his words, his first reaction was, you have become more capable, right?

Even though he complained in his heart, Ye Zhao knew that he was now a gigolo and had to rely on others for his support.

After taking a deep breath, he quickly changed his attitude and said in a soft tone that showed weakness, "Qingshu, my hand hurts, it seems to be injured, you untie it first."

"I do not."

"Don't think about it."

"Absolutely impossible."

His overly long hair fell, hiding the scarlet color in his eyes, and Shen Qingshu hardened his heart.

His whole body was filled with aggression, and that hand was moving downwards in a very intimidating manner.

The third button was also unavoidable, and the skin touched by the fingertips felt like it was on fire.

Unable to help but groan, Ye Zhao bit his lower lip, forcing it to disappear.

A drop of crystal sweat fell along the side of his face.

A chilling feeling seemed to seep into his heart. He managed to hold his temper and said, "I can't run away. It's just untying me. What's there to be afraid of?"

Shen Qingshu hesitated.

Thinking there was a chance, Ye Zhao pressed on, "Besides, I'm willing to marry you. Don't you understand what I'm thinking?"

"I can untie you, except for those who are blindfolded." Shen Qingshu was persuaded by him, but emphasized this point.

He always thought that he was ugly without makeup and no one liked him.

No one has said anything about this.

Seeing that he had relaxed, Ye Zhao nodded without thinking.

There was a rustling sound.

Shen Qingshu untied the knot on his clothes, took them off his hands, and threw the wrinkled clothes to the ground.

She held him in her warm palms and examined the marks on his hands, not missing any tiny traces.

I looked back and forth several times and made sure that the skin was not broken, just slightly red, and my tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Just as he was telling Ye Zhao with a relieved smile, Ye Zhao took the opportunity to throw him onto the bed.

Now in a lower position and being severely suppressed, when Shen Qingshu tried to resist, Ye Zhao pinched his left cheek with one hand and his right cheek with the other, pulling hard in opposite directions.

He treated his face like ramen, stretching it as long as possible. It was obvious that he was holding back his anger and needed to vent it urgently.

At the same time, she increased the pressure on him, her tone rising to a stern tone, "Tell me the truth, why did you do this to me?"

Speaking of this, a surge of anger rushed directly to the top of my head.

Shen Qingshu was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't use brute force to lift up the body that was pressing down on him and was emitting a rich fragrance.

The soft body pressed against him, eroding his sanity, but he loved the feeling of skin against skin.

My heart was filled with joy, I wished this closeness could last forever and no one would separate them.

Once possessiveness develops, he becomes obsessed with it, thinking, "We're married, isn't it natural for us to do these things?"

Ye Zhao's heart was filled with rage. Was this implying that he had taken the money but would not do the job?

That won't work!

If he doesn’t cheat others, is he still a scumbag?

No matter how much you despise someone, you still have to maintain the right attitude.

The force of pulling on the cheek increased until Ye Zhao heard Shen Qingshu's cry of pain, and his expression finally looked better.

On the contrary, he looked aggrieved, "Are you blaming me? You have no conscience."

Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, silky smooth, and her voice choked with sobs. "It's not that I don't want to do this with you, but you seemed very angry just now. This is the first time I've seen you like this, and I'm scared."

Shen Qingshu's heart ached.

Ye Zhao's face was pale, and his bloodless lips trembled. He asked weakly, "Qingshu, do you not like me anymore?"

Tears flowed like hailstones and could not be stopped.

The broken appearance makes people feel pity.

He felt as if a knife was cutting his chest, the pain was unbearable, Shen Qingshu hurriedly shook his head, "I like you the most."

Removing his hand from his face, Ye Zhao turned over to the right and lay flat on the bed.

He put one hand in front of his eyes, covering his tie, and picked out the words with a slight tearful voice, "...it turns out that it's like, not love..."

Shen Qingshu was stunned and helplessly wiped the tears from his cheeks, "No..."

Ye Zhao paused, looking even sadder. "If you love me, how could you treat me like this? It's so scary..."