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

Chapter 201 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (68)

"Why?" Hua Jingmian's breathing stagnated for a moment, her chest heaving, and the hands holding him shuddered, as if they were afraid to touch her and were shrinking back.

"Master, do you really know what I mean?"

Hua Jingmian stared at him without blinking, a casual smile blooming on her face, but soon, she no longer dared to have any extravagant hope, and the smile gradually disappeared.

Ye Zhao's long eyelashes cast shadows on her lower eyelids like crow feathers. "There's a kind of person who clearly cares about something, but still tells boring stories with a playful smile."

He noticed that the hand holding his suddenly tightened, and his rapid breathing became continuous.

When he turned his gaze to Hua Jingmian, he saw that his eyes were red, but he was still glaring at him fiercely.

Ye Zhao had an illusion that if he dared to act rashly at this critical moment, he would be skinned, dismembered and eaten.

"Master, was that little rabbit wrong?" Hua Jingmian stared at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with soreness, and there was a faint misty light in his eyes.

When asking this question, he slowly let go of Ye Zhao's hand, like a death row prisoner awaiting trial, extremely humble.

Ye Zhao's expression was calm, his eyes clear of any impurities and he didn't shy away. "Little Rabbit is right. It's just that it's too easy to take other people's promises seriously, thinking that their promises are indestructible."

"So stupid." Hua Jingmian evaluated himself.

So when he fell from the ladder, he felt the excruciating pain, his head was covered in blood, and his legs were broken. Then he realized that even his parents had no obligation to treat him unconditionally well, but he still wanted to force it.

If you give up, you will have nothing...

I don’t want to be a walking corpse with no one loving me behind me and no one waiting for me ahead of me for the rest of my life.

Ye Zhao corrected seriously, "That's innocent."

Hua Jingmian thought, doesn’t this mean the same thing?

The strange thing is that after changing the wording, I felt better.

"When the rabbit father turned into a wolf and fought with other wolves against the little rabbits, were they seriously injured? Did they cry?" Ye Zhao's concerned words interrupted his wandering thoughts.

Hua Jingmian shook his head like a rattle, "No, the little rabbit is very strong."

At this time, my palms are empty.

He caught nothing.

As he panicked and collapsed, he placed a hand on his heart, "The little rabbit's heart must be crying."

Hua Jingmian's whole body trembled, and his nose felt sore. What was this feeling...?

It's a mutual admiration, it's... a pity that we met too late.

If I could have met this person earlier in modern times, would I...

By the time he figured out what that sour feeling was, the hand had already moved away, and he felt a gentle touch in his hair.

Ye Zhao stroked his hair and said, "Hua Jingmian, it's impossible for everyone to live according to other people's ideas and requirements. You, like everyone else, can have your own life. You don't need to care about anyone's evaluation. You have to live for yourself."

Hua Jingmian's heart was beating like a drum, and a golden light was blooming in his chest.

Fengshengzhu spun around in ecstasy, turning into thousands of golden flowers that floated out, dazzling and eye-catching.

Ye Zhao was stunned.

His hand curiously touched the golden flowers, and the flowers fell shyly into his palm.

"Master, if I make a terrible mistake one day, will you still care about me?" Hua Jingmian was unaware of anything, but he loved this night so much. This dream was so beautiful, as if he was above the clouds.

Ye Zhao thought carefully and followed his heart, "I don't know. I can't make any promises to you."

Hua Jingmian thought this was fine, he liked this answer, a surge of emotions was running through his chest, madly carrying with it an overwhelming possessive desire to destroy and... a heartbeat that he couldn't deceive himself.

With a pull of his long arms, the silky long hair fell into Hua Jingmian's arms as Ye Zhao leaned forward, and the excess hair kissed Hua Jingmian's thin lips with clear lines.

The numbing touch was teasing. Hua Jingmian, the instigator, pursed her lips and held the strand of hair in her mouth.

This divine display made Ye Zhaolei crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He quickly stood up and tried to keep a distance from him, but a pair of strong and powerful hands tightly wrapped around his narrow waist.

Ye Zhao's body trembled, and he felt so powerless that he had to lie on Hua Jingmian's body, feeling every change in his body, and his expression was indescribable.

Something is wrong, Hua Jingmian is not right tonight... What went wrong?

At this moment, his pale lips were pecked gently, and he was stunned.

The person who caused the shocking incident was calm and flirted with him in an ambiguous tone in his fair jade ear, "Have you ever heard a saying?"

Ye Zhao swallowed hard.