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

Chapter 352: The Scumbag Who Deludes Himself into 3 Folding in a Fantasy Story (22)

of course!

It is better for you to maintain good relationships than anything else.

Ye Zhao didn't dare to admit it, because the scumbag still liked Lan Yingshuang.

Sending the person you like to someone else's bed is tantamount to pouring out your heart.

Ye Zhao pretended to be fierce, "Do you think this prince wants to take advantage of you? Ha, funny, this prince has no choice, my cousin likes women, not a hard man like this prince..."

Xiao Yu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he asked that question when he was drunk on the roof that night.

In the eyes of the demon race, they like someone regardless of race, let alone gender.

But the people of Yongchao are different. Marrying a wife and having children are serious matters. If they are homosexual, it means having no descendants, which is an evil path.

His hand was held, and Ye Zhao spoke earnestly, "Xiao Yu, you must seize this opportunity. You are mine, and my cousin and I grew up together. Giving you to my cousin will deepen the bond between the three of us."

On the surface, Xiao Yu is just a part of the play between the scumbag and Lan Yingshuang, but that is not the case.

The scumbag is the link between them.

Serious children should not learn this.

This is a deformed love!

Xiao Yu was horrified.

It turns out that this was his idea from the beginning to the end.

And very angry.

How did he come up with such an outrageous idea?

No matter how good Lan Yingshuang is, he can't let go of him and him...

wrong!

He doesn't like Ye Zhao, what is he thinking?

Shocked by the sudden thought, Xiao Yu remained silent.

In a situation like this, shouldn't he be more generous and just help them?

Anyway, he doesn't like Ye Zhao...

Then why is he so unhappy?

just in case……

fart!

He has to become an immortal. The life of a mortal is just a blink of an eye. How could anyone be so stupid as to give up such a great opportunity for a mortal?

So, if he wanted to become an immortal, what Ye Zhao said was exactly what he wanted. However, he just couldn't be happy. He felt depressed and sad.

The young master should be high-spirited and live a heartless life. He should not be plagued by illness and bear the sins that do not belong to him. He should not be so humble for love and make wedding dresses for others.

"Xiao Yu!"

Seeing that he didn't react, Ye Zhao asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yu met his angry eyes and said, "I don't want to."

"Reason?" Ye Zhao endured it and didn't get angry.

Xiao Yu held his hand in return, "Because of you."

Ye Zhao was stunned.

We're just about to succeed, can you please not do anything weird?

Xiao Yu hinted, "My Lord, you must really like that prince. How could I take away his love?"

Then fulfill it?

I don't think about it!

As for the reason, he didn't know.

But, it just doesn't work.

I have a feeling that if the two of them were together, he would regret it to death.

Ye Zhao's thoughts were touched and he sighed sadly.

Xiao Yu was unwilling to give up and asked him again, "My Lord, what about me?"

Ye Zhao was surprised, "You?"

What does it have to do with you?

Xiao Yu was silent and depressed.

Ye Zhao saw that something was wrong with him, and felt a chill in his heart.

No way, you are about to achieve your goal, do you still want to provoke the scumbag?

do not care.

He imitated what the scumbag said in the original plot and said it again, "You are all equally important to me."

You are all my wings.

"My Lord, you can only like one person."

Xiao Yu's attitude suddenly became tough.

Ye Zhao had a helpless look on his face, as if to say, "I knew you would be like this," and said, "Then I choose you."

Xiao Yu felt that the way he lied with his eyes open was glaring and extremely cruel.

Ye Zhao turned a blind eye to this and tried to remind him in various ways, "This prince and you have been preparing for so long, we can't let this opportunity go to waste. If we miss this opportunity, there's no telling when we'll get another chance next time."

You, the protagonist, should think about it yourself.

Xiao Yu inexplicably had an urge and thought, let it go.

It's like this for the rest of my life with Ye Zhao...

Stop!

Xiao Yu suppressed this unrealistic idea.

He doesn't like the young master!

Don't like...

Let’s do the real work first.

With great difficulty, Xiao Yu forced her attention to the above and snuggled in his arms.

His sudden approach scared Ye Zhao so much that he almost pushed him out.

She was almost on the verge of putting it into action, but thinking that Xiao Yu must have other motives, she pretended to be in love with the scumbag just to confuse him.

And the scumbag needs him to serve the prince, so even if he hates his contact, he will endure it.

So he didn't do it.

Let Xiao Yu climb her hands behind his waist and said, "Sir, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to get close to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I need your help."

Ye Zhao understood immediately.

Isn’t it just when he is needed as a brick?

The original story is that demons and evil spirits cannot get too close to the prince, and scumbag men are the perfect tools.

As long as you get the scumbag's blood and drop it on his forehead, you can have close contact with the prince.

It only lasts for a hundred days.

It was not reasonable for Ye Zhao to refuse.

"As long as this prince can do it, I will definitely help you."

Xiao Yu covered his eyes and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Have a good sleep."

Ye Zhao smelled a wonderful fragrance and lost consciousness.

Holding the person with closed eyes in his arms, Xiao Yu's demonic power isolated everything centered around him.

Outsiders can no longer see their existence, and countless peony branches grow and stretch out from his body.

The vines twisted into the size of fingers flew towards Ye Zhao, who was in a sweet dream, like butterflies that had smelled the rich fragrance, eager, thirsty, and anxious.

Just as they were about to touch them, Xiao Yu glanced at them, scaring them so much that they trembled and dared not act rashly.

Xiao Yu had turned back into a man at some point, tall and straight, with a gorgeous and noble appearance.

The red dress is as bright and fiery as fire, with golden peonies blooming freely on it, like shimmering waves.

The person in his arms had a face as beautiful as jade, and was wearing a light white brocade robe that glowed with a soft light.

The silver lines delicately outline the pale blue veins of the flowers, spreading out like a blue sea.

Huazhi swayed back and forth, and seeing him get close to the young master, she sobbed softly, looking so pitiful, and didn't understand why he wouldn't let her get close to him.

Compared to the one in his arms, Xiao Yu felt that the flower crowns, branches, and vines coming out of his body seemed less pleasing.

So far, it seems that is the case.

"Be gentle, don't hurt him, don't scare him."

Xiao Yu said in one breath things that he would never say normally.

Huazhi is a part of him, but she covets the young master more than he himself.

The flower branches seemed to understand, slowed down, and moved towards Ye Zhao little by little.

The huge flower ball shook and kissed him through his clothes.

The vines wrapped around the two of them several times, and the flowers bloomed in full bloom, looking magnificent and elegant.

It's as if it was born on them.

The vines then crawled into his back and continued to trace the totem left last time.

Xiao Yu looked intently at the person in his arms, who was curled up. Even though he was asleep, his brows were still tinged with sadness.

Her fingertips gently stroked his delicate eyebrows, smoothing out the wrinkles. "Young Master, thank you for trusting me so much."

"Using this method, I won't have to take your blood. When my old wound heals, I'll take you out to play."

……

Ye Zhao had a particularly exciting dream.

Just as the ghost was running away, the door suddenly opened and the supervisor's eyes turned red.

He ran for his life, and the supervisor chased him, and then he sat on his beloved chair.

Oh ho ho!