Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

He grabbed Su Miao's hand and squeezed his big head in, nudging it against his neck like a big, warm dog.

Su Miao was surprised that he could still think about these things at this time.

Is this a habit? I've gotten used to being attacked by surprise...

Su Miao thought speechlessly. He frowned and pushed Zhou Jingming away. What were you doing here when the toilet was so dirty?

Cannon fodder system reminder:

[The toilets in novels are not dirty, so the toilets in the small world are also clean! ]

Su Miao: ...Don’t care so much about useless things!

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jingming's aura suddenly dropped, and he held on to Su Miao's slender white neck like a dog.

Su Miao shrank back in pain, and Zhou Jingming saw that she was trying to escape from him.

His voice was hoarse, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were scarlet as he stared at Su Miao without blinking.

"Who are you thinking about? Do you like him that much?"

Su Miao felt dizzy for a moment, a hand supporting the back of his head, and another big hand tightly pinching his chin. In an instant, he was pressed against the door panel.

Not wanting to hear an unsatisfactory answer from him, Zhou Jingming directly sealed Su Miao's mouth with his cold thin lips.

Su Miao's round cat eyes widened, and he tried to break free from Zhou Jingming using his hands and feet, but Zhou Jingming only made him move more roughly.

Zhou Jingming's heavy breathing sounded hoarse:

"Finish what we didn't finish that day."

Su Miao was a little confused, and then she heard Zhou Jingming's cold face turn slightly red.

"Wang."

Su Miao blinked and realized that he was talking about the storage room.

He looked away evasively. He would not tell Zhou Jingming that there was another pervert like him.

Su Miao was very curious for a moment, wondering who was more perverted.

Zhou Jingming's violent kiss left Su Miao unable to think. He didn't know how to kiss at all. He just relied on subconscious actions to bite the soft lips that he had been thinking about day and night.

After chewing for a long time, Su Miao's lips were not damaged at all.

Su Miao: …

As if realizing that Su Miao was laughing at him, shame and jealousy made Zhou Jingming learn to stick out his tongue without any instruction. He forcefully pried open Su Miao's rosy lips and subconsciously searched for saliva.

The toilet cubicle of Jiang's company was very clean and smelled of high-end perfume, but Zhou Jingming, who was dizzy at the moment, could only smell the fragrance of Su Miao, a sweet fragrance that almost drowned him.

He was like a wild beast that would never be satisfied and only hoped to completely devour Su Miao who had always been rejecting him.

There was some noise outside the toilet, it seemed that an employee wanted to go to the toilet.

Su Miao subconsciously tensed her body, but Zhou Jingming found an opportunity and lifted up her thin clothes with his calloused hands, causing both of them to shudder.

Su Miao's soft and slender waist tightly grasped Zhou Jingming's big hand, and he kissed Su Miao's lips impatiently and passionately.

The restless big hands kneaded all the way upwards, and Su Miao's body became soft like a puddle of water, and she could only be held by Zhou Jingming.

The charming and ambiguous temperature filled the entire compartment. Su Miao took short breaths, her fingertips weakly grasping Zhou Jingming's firm shoulders.

Zhou Jingming let go of Su Miao slightly and whispered softly in his ear:

"Don't be afraid."

Sure enough, the person outside the door said,

"There's a sign saying it's being cleaned. Let's go to other floors."

Su Miao breathed a sigh of relief, but was also angry that Zhou Jingming had been prepared for this.

He took the opportunity to kick Zhou Jingming, interrupting Zhou Jingming's attempt to kiss him. His lips slightly moved apart, leaving a silver thread visible to the naked eye.

Although kicked away by Su Miao, Zhou Jingming was still not awake and kissed Su Miao's neck in a daze.

Su Miao bit her lip and continued to push his big head away.

"Don't do this... If you do this again, I will..."

He talked for a long time, trying to use his father to threaten Zhou Jingming, but his parents, who were hurt by him, would never stand on her side.

As for Jiang Boyan, Su Miao immediately drew a cross on him.

Zhou Jingming could go crazy just by being in a daze. If he really told Jiang Boyan about this, he would die here.

Su Miao secretly glanced at the firm muscles under Zhou Jingming's messy shirt.

Hmm, very informative.

system:…

Ahhhh! What are you looking at?

Su Miao was still pretending. He struggled with a look of reluctance on his face, but in return he got the tighter hug he had expected.

He suppressed his desire to laugh and said angrily:

"I'll let Zhao Heng and the others bully you!"

Zhou Jingming just sneered and bit his lips again mercilessly.

"You think your friends are doing this for your own good. They are the ones who spread your background."

Su Miao's face turned pale instantly, and he looked at Zhou Jingming in confusion and pity.

"why?"

Do they hate him so much? Just like in the plot, no matter how good they were to him before, as soon as they knew that he was not the young master of the Su family, Su Miao would go from being a pampered person to being hated by everyone.

His body instantly turned cold, and Su Miao trembled slightly at the betrayal of his friend.

Zhou Jingming lowered his eyes until they glowed green, and tried his best to search in the dark for the rivals who had intentions towards Su Miao.

"Maybe they want to pull you down from the cloud, and lock you up, so that you can never see other people again, and you can't see your parents. Without other friends, you can only see one person."

Su Miao shuddered, swallowed his saliva, and whispered in fear:

"You are such a pervert. Do you think everyone is as perverted as you?"

Zhou Jingming's hair was messy and his whole body was soaked with sweat. His half-wet hair covered his eyes, making him look even younger.

Su Miao vaguely thought he saw Zhou Jingming in high school, and he suddenly recalled Zhou Jingming's high school photos.

With long bangs covering his eyebrows, his head often lowered, and a thin body, Zhou Jingming looked at the world gloomily in his youth.

Su Miao was held in Zhou Jingming's arms, and he thought in his heart that it was indeed someone who was equally gloomy and damp.

He thought about it for a while and felt that they still had a lot in common.

Like, they're all perverts.

Thinking of this, Su Miao's thoughts began to become active.

Speaking of similarities, Jiang Boyan sometimes gives him the same feeling as Zhou Jingming.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Boyan disguised himself better. His indescribable perverted temperament would occasionally leak out when he stared at Su Miao.

Su Miao was daydreaming, and Zhou Jingming took the opportunity to pinch his soft hand.

Su Miao's face flushed red, and he wanted to push Zhou Jingming away, panicking.

But it was the first time that Zhou Jingming ate meat in his twenties, especially since this scene had only appeared in his dreams. He was not a saint, so how could he stop?

His cold voice was filled with strong desire, and he naturally used a sexy voice to whisper love to Su Miao in her ear.

"Miaomiao, Miaomiao."

As if to confirm his words, she became more energetic.

Su Miao: …

He closed his eyes as if he had given up and let Zhou Jingming hold his hand.

It was a long time before Zhou Jingming's heavy breathing was heard.

His ears turned red, and he cursed secretly in his heart,

"abnormal."