[BL, MTL] The Boss Refuses To Be A Cannon Fodder (Quickwear)

【12th World: The scumbag fell in love with cannon fodder and...】

【12th World: The scumbag fell in love with cannon fodder and didn't want to be in a crematorium】

Late at night, bursts of music came from the streets of the bustling city. At the door of the bar, a slender young man was standing in front of the door, looking down at his feet. After a while, it rained heavily outside, and the fine rain wet his clothes, making him look very embarrassed.

In the box upstairs of the bar, a group of young people are having a party happily, surrounded by a man in a black V-neck T-shirt and black leisure pants. He sat lazily on the sofa, and the clothes attached to his body outlined a mouth-watering figure. The purpose of many people in the room coming to the party today is to climb on this person's bed.

"Mr. Ze, it's raining outside, and your little lover is still waiting." The speaker's tone was full of teasing. He dyed his hair white, and he couldn't tell whether it was fashionable or strange.

The man known as Zhou Shao rogged his eyes slightly when he heard the words and said indifferently, "If he wants to wait, let him wait."

"You say this easily, and you are not afraid that people will turn around and cry, make a fuss and hang you. Boyfriends should be more coaxed. Bai Mao teased. He knew that the person in front of him didn't care about the one downstairs at all.

The man frowned when he heard the words, glanced at Bai Mao, took out a cigarette and lit it. The other party can be called his friend and knows everything about him and Su Huaizhi. At that time, he was really fascinated by the ghost and offered to make a deal with Su Huaizhi. This man is simply mentally ill, looking at him with the eyes of a heart-missed man all day long.

When he didn't go home, the other party called him like a resentful woman and asked him where he had gone. Cooking is so bad that I have to cook it and send it to him every day. He threw it away and cried.

Fuck, act yourself in an idol drama.

The most important thing is that this person can't understand people's language. He had already said that the transaction would end, and in the future, the bridge would return to the bridge and the road would return to the road. This man didn't hear it at all. Every day, I would stage a love drama in my own way.

Zhou Ze spit out a mouthful of smoke and made up his mind that he would never leave this door today and not give Su Huaizhi any chance to haunt him.

Su Huaizhi, who was downstairs, looked in the direction of the window upstairs, with tears in his eyes. His whole body has been drenched in the rain, and he looks so pitiful.

"Oh, I don't look very good at Su Huaizhi. How did you think Ze Shao liked him at the beginning, and he also invested and gave people connections." There were people watching the excitement nearby and quietly discussed it.

Zhou Ze: No, don't falsely accuse me!

A girl with ultra-short hair and dressed in cool and fashionable clothes curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Who knows, maybe Ze Shao likes this kind of beauty."

Su Huaizhi's appearance is not very beautiful, but he is still handsome compared with ordinary people, but he is indeed not ranked in the entertainment industry with many beauties. But this does not prevent him from continuing to make resources in the circle.

The reason is that Zhou Ze, a gold owner, is standing behind him.

"I heard that he just got a big male lead. Legend has it that Fu Wensheng made his match."

"Where did the fake news come from? Let my Shengsheng match him? On what basis? With his big face!" The ultra-short-haired girl was anxious and said, "Who is our Shengsheng? That's the immortals on earth! Match him, he has to dare to answer!"