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

Chapter 226 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (96)

I lay on his right side, facing him, afraid that I would miss him if I didn't take a quick look.

Ye Zhao covered him with a quilt and patted him gently through the quilt like he was coaxing a child.

A childish nursery rhyme spilled from his shallow lips——

"There is a Ye family in Zhennan City, and the youngest child of the Ye family is eighteen years old."

"I went out to gain experience and met a female warrior, and the two of them became a happy couple..."

After an unknown amount of time, the only sound left around Ye Zhao was the sound of even breathing.

He seems to be sleeping soundly, what’s going on?

Ye Zhao hesitated. The scumbag hadn't sung this song to anyone, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

He glanced sideways, wanting to move to the side, but when he did, he felt his hair being torn.

Ye Zhao followed the feeling of pain and touched a braid.

Hua Jingmian combined a strand of hair from each of them and braided it into three strands.

The end is tied with a black hairband and a knot.

They are entangled with each other and can no longer be separated, whether it is their hair or each other.

The pressure was suddenly put on Ye Zhao, making him feel overwhelmed.

After watching for a while, he patiently untied the knot bit by bit, took off the hairband, and combed the hair of both of them with his white fingers. They went back to their own places. After all, you are you and I am still me.

You and I are clearly distinguished.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Zhao went to open the door, and standing at the door was Chang She.

"My Lord Immortal, is the master in there?" Chang She asked expressionlessly.

"He's inside." Understanding what she meant, Ye Zhao stepped aside and invited her in.

Chang She ran in and saw Hua Jingmian sleeping on the couch, feeling a little surprised.

Didn’t he become possessed by a demon and couldn’t sleep?

I slept so well here with someone I always hate.

However, it only took a moment.

He turned around, looked at Ye Zhao, and pretended to kneel down.

Ye Zhao hurriedly stopped him, not understanding what he meant, "What are you doing?"

"Immortal Venerable, Chang She is here. Please let the master go and stop torturing him..."

Chang She knew she shouldn't overstep her bounds, but she really didn't want to see any conflict between the two.

Every time Hua Jingmian came back from Ye Zhao, she was always worried and unhappy.

People from the Jiugongmen Gate also came every day to challenge and demand people, and some people from the demon clan and monster clan who were dissatisfied with Hua Jingmian were also ready to make a move.

Hua Jingmian turned a blind eye to internal and external troubles and let things take their course.

It’s as if I have no attachment to this world at all. This situation is so scary.

Facing such words, Ye Zhao's eyes were clear. "As long as he doesn't come looking for me, I won't look for him. Besides, I think you misunderstood. I am a prisoner now. He is the one who holds the power of life and death over me. If you want to ask for something, I should be the one asking you."

Chang She pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry for the offense." A key, a waist badge, and a porcelain bottle appeared in her palm. She handed them to Ye Zhao. "The master will go to accompany Miss Jiang tomorrow night. With these, it won't be a problem for the Immortal Venerable to recover his spiritual power and leave here."

Ye Zhao took it and saw the dawn of hope, "Thank you."

For some unknown reason, Chang She asked, "Ten years ago, when the master returned drunkenly to the City Lord's Mansion, what happened?"

Ye Zhao looked disappointed. "It's just some trivial things, not worth mentioning."

Having said this, Chang She did not dwell on it and quickly sent someone to take Hua Jingmian away.

Sent back to the bedroom, Chang She tried hard to recall what happened that day.

Hua Jingmian slept restlessly after leaving Ye Zhao's place and woke up with a start, "Drink, I want to drink..."

He was about to stumble out, but Chang She quickly stopped him, "Master, I'll get it for you. I just happened to have a lot of good wine from my tribe."

The sky was turning pale as a fish belly. Hua Jing, who had completely lost all sleep, fell asleep in a dark corner of the hall, drinking glass after glass of liquor.

He used bitter and spicy wine to numb his confused thoughts, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

After finishing the newly opened bottle of wine, fragments of memories began to flicker in my mind.

The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground and rolled around. A big red paper stuck on it was labeled with black words - Reminiscing the Past.