Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

Yu Longyao looked surprised, smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

Fu said softly again: "Don't move, I will heal you."

Jin Xianyu said stiffly, "I'll do it myself."

Although she and Yu Longyao have been Taoist companions for hundreds of years, they are very familiar with each other's bodies.

But after using the half-moon cut, she didn't know why, but she was a little bit shy about physical contact with Yu Longyao.

The man's fingers are white and slender, covered with thin calluses, because he loves to fiddle with those manual tasks and is very sensitive.

With her fair fingertips resting on her crony, Yu Longyao paused and said with a smile, "Do you still pay attention to this between you and my husband?"

Then, before she could stop, she ripped off her crony.

"Get down, I'll help you." He was casual, and there was no desire in his eyes.

...I'm sooooooooooooooooo!

His body became cold, and Jin Xianyu held a meeting again in his mind.

Stiffened, resisting the urge to punch up.

Forget it, after all, it's a cheating marriage, and after all these years of marriage, I haven't seen how much interest this ultimate scoundrel has in her body.

Besides, she is a Mary Sue who wants to stand at the top, and she is still afraid of this, and she will be done with R18 butter. When she was bound to this system, she was already determined to prostitute...

No, dedicated.

After the morale recharge was completed, Jin Xianyu turned over, and Quan Dang Yu Longyao was a cowherd.

The girl has no wisps, her body is even and fair, her black hair is draped over her shoulders, her whole body is like a cage of light smoke, both real and illusory, as clear as the moon in the water, a fairy under the moon. It's hard to make people forget the charming mundane world.

Yu Longyao looked at her lightly, as if looking at her personal belongings.

After looking at it for a while, he smiled slightly, and looked extremely satisfied. His movements were gentle, and he pressed lightly or heavily with his fingertips, taking care of every sour bruise.

Yu Longyao asked, "How did you make yourself so embarrassed?"

Jin Xianyu didn't want to answer, so he pretended he didn't hear it.

It's strange, she was the one who was struggling to find a topic before.

But now, she suddenly felt a strange feeling. The kite string is in her hand, she wants the kite string loose, let it loose, and if she wants it tight, she must tighten it.

She didn't answer, but Yu Longyao wasn't angry. He grinned and looked at the hanging basket beside the pillow.

The gardenias in the basket have all withered.

"How long has it been since you changed these dried flowers?"

Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, unable to help himself.

She wanted to hang this basket in the first place. Yu Longyao always followed her heart, and he rarely expressed his approval or veto.

Because I don't care, I don't care.

She had always arranged her and Yu Longyao's bedroom with enthusiasm, and she thought it was their little world.

The grass-blue gauze curtain, the small sachet for repelling mosquitoes, the cutting of potted trees, and the picking of bottles and inserts were all done by herself.

She didn't know how Yu Longyao noticed the gardenias in the hanging basket today. She has always guaranteed that the flowers in this hanging basket will last for four seasons, and each is different. Now, she hasn't had a new one for several days.

Jin Xianyu lowered his eyes and said casually, "I forgot recently."

Yu Longyao said slowly, "Are you still mad at me?"

...this guy is really annoying.

Jin Xianyu stood up and suddenly didn't want to go down with Yulong Yaoxu and Weishe: "Let me rub the medicine myself."

"Don't move." Yu Longyao's fingers suddenly tightened and pressed **** her wound.

He smiled, his voice still slow, but suddenly he picked up the crony that was scattered on the bed, pulled her hands up and tied them to the head of the bed, not forgetting to tie a bow.

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[Yulongyao favorability level -20]

Jin Xianyu was almost dumbfounded.

Is there anything wrong with this continuing to drop?

Or what did he find? For example, if she pokes him into the corner or something, let's go, let's go, maybe in the end, we can get away from it logically.

"Don't move, I'll let you go after I finish painting."

Jin Xianyu had to be patient and let him do it.

After he finished painting, Yulong Yaoguo followed his promise and untied her crony.

The young man stepped back slightly, stroking the sundial between his wrists, watching his masterpiece in a leisurely manner, gently stroking her jade-like long hair, and said, "You have a good rest, I will come to see you later."

As for when and when, who knows.

This has always been his usual rhetoric.

Jin Xianyu really didn't have the energy to pay attention to him, so he answered vaguely and let himself fall into a dream.

In the dream, after Yu Longyao left, vaguely, a frost-white figure walked into the bedroom, with a face as beautiful as a saint.

This person was Xie Fuwei, but he saw that he was kneeling beside the bed with a cold expression, his hands clasped together, his expression pious and gentle.

After a long time, he crawls on the ground and slowly starts to kiss from his toes.

His fingertips stroked the blue and purple scars on Jin Xianyu's skin inch by inch.

Because of the excitement, the frost in his eyes was gradually dyed, and there was a fanatical piety in the indifference.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Fuwei murmured to himself, "It won't hurt anymore."

The shuddering lips kissed the girl's skin inch by inch, paused for a moment in front of the lips, and finally landed on the small mandible, repeatedly tracing the lines with the lips and tongue.

Looking down at the girl's face condescendingly, he said to himself, "Good boy, is it very comfortable?"

Caressing his lips thoughtfully, he whispered, "I will be more careful."

As he spoke, Xie Fuwei suddenly clenched his collar tightly and arched his back high, as if he was enduring something, trying to suppress something, his face flushed like a rosy glow, his eyes were confused, and he breathed quickly. After a long while, the frost in his eyes gradually subsided, condensing into a cool silver-like point.

Xie Fuwei straightened up as if nothing had happened, his eyelashes were shaking violently with light sweat.

The tone remained indifferent.

He is a male dog. The so-called male dog naturally wants to mark and occupy his own territory.

This sleep made Jin Xianyu groggy, and when he sat up with his head up, his brain was still dazed.

...how to sleep so deadly. She had always been a light sleeper, and it was the first time she had died like this today.

After a long sleep, his mouth was slightly dry, and Jin Xianyu rolled over and got out of bed. He was about to pour water, but his pupils shrank violently, and the water cup in his hand overturned on the ground in an instant.

The water glass, the corner of the table, the corner of the stool, wherever the eyes go, the white, ice crystal-like paste, like a wind and snow passing through the border, the temperature is extremely low, like ice and snow, for a while I can't tell what the strange thing is .

Is this a frost flower or something?

Jin Xianyu resisted the urge to retire, his eyelids quivered suddenly, and his pupils almost trembled.

Is this what the stalker did?

too disgusting.

Although she was a cultivator, she was still a girl after all. She was a little flustered for a while, but soon forced herself to calm down and tried to analyze the situation in front of her.

For example, who is that stalker?

Who in the end had the ability to invade her bedroom without knowing it, and she didn't even notice it.

After thinking about it, Jin Xianyu felt that only Yu Longyao and Xie Fuwei had the answer.

The answer left her speechless.

Yu Longyao is unnecessary, and Xie Fuwei is even more impossible, although her relationship with him in the future is a little bit painful.

But the other party won't do such a perverted thing...

Unable to think of the reason, Jin Xianyu had no choice but to put a dark face on her face and use a cleaning spell to make sure that it didn't look any different before calling the maid to come over and dismantle everything that could be dismantled and thrown out.

This incident aggravated Jin Xianyu's sense of crisis. Before the injury was completely healed, she went to the Bodhi Temple again.

On this day, Yu Longyao rarely asked the attendant about Jin Xianyu's current situation.

"After I left, she asked people to dismantle the furniture?"

Yu Longyao's 800-year-old unstoppable smile stiffened again on her face.

Pressing the corner of his eyes, he muttered, "Is she mad at me like this?"

**

This time, Shuangshao came to the Bodhi Temple again. Before training, Jin Xianyu asked hesitantly, "Master Hui, I was wandering in the temple yesterday and accidentally strayed into a pine forest."

Liao Hui smiled and listened at first, but when she heard Jin Xianyu say that she accidentally fell into a dry well, and met a woman named Bai, her complexion changed drastically.

"You, did you see Bai Pingxiang?"

Jin Xianyu was keenly aware that the expressions of the surrounding Bodhi Arhat monks had changed.

At this moment, a tall monk suddenly flashed past, stomped his feet, and shouted, "Ah! How can there be such a coincidence! You can run into her just by wandering around?!"

"Uncle Hui, I will say that this person's origin is unknown!" The tall monk pointed at Jin Xianyu, his color changed, and he said angrily, "It must have been on his mind for a long time."

The tall monk named Yuanzhi was impatient, and he always looked down on her.

Jin Xianyu was shocked and suspicious when he saw that all the monks were stunned. He sighed in his heart, but said that he was not good. He hurriedly explained in a deep voice: "Master Yuanzhi is calm. The junior was indeed mistaken yesterday. It's actually like this—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Yuanzhi suddenly scolded without hesitation: "Explain what?! In that case, why don't you explain what kind of school you are from?"

Jin Xianyu didn't want to have many disputes with him, so he slipped back a few feet away.

But he never thought that, a few days ago, Bai Pingxiang pointed him out of the well, and he was very familiar with the Qigong movement method of breathing and moving energy, and he brought it out without knowing it.

Yuanzhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and immediately became furious: "Look at Master Hui!"

Liaohui's face condensed, and she carefully recognized it, "Yes, this is the pinnacle of Bai Pingxiang's work."

"You also said that you don't know Bai Pingxiang." Yuanzhi scolded and slashed again with both hands.

Liaohui said loudly, "Yuanzhi! Hold on!"

Yuanzhi turned a deaf ear.

Jin Xianyu waved his scabbard to open Yuanzhi's palm, but when he heard this, he laughed: "What if I really have nothing to do with Bai Pingxiang?"

The fortune of this scabbard was very heavy, and Yuanzhi was taken aback.

He had also fought against Jin Xianyu before, and he only felt that Jin Xianyu's strike seemed to have greatly increased his skill.

This is really because Bai Pingxiang taught her the method a few days ago. She has been famous for a long time, and she has her own practice.

This kung fu pays great attention to the subtle changes in the movement of spiritual power. Whether it is tofu carving, writing articles on embroidery needles, or opening and closing, you can do whatever you want.

Jin Xianyu said in his heart, isn't this just micro manipulation?

Therefore, seeing this, Yuanzhi was even more furious, and shouted: "I heard that you **** is cheating."

Seeing that Yuanzhi was difficult to speak, Jin Xianyu was neither impatient nor impatient. Speaking of which, she hadn't tested the results of the past few days, and immediately gave birth to a little meaning to compete with Yuanzhi.

As a result, he stepped out of the Qiankun gossip again, and on his hand he turned out the peach spit Jiangying, the night rain Xiaoxiao, the one day Feixu, the qin and the flute, the willow on the moon, and the idle silver hook, these elegant kung fu.

The more they fought, the more shocked Yuanzhi became.

It's incredible, but how did this stinky doll's skill soar in a few days?

The girl walked vertically and horizontally in a circle, her body trembled and turned, and it was difficult to tell where she was flying up and down.

Yuanzhi's palm slapped, Jin Xianyu's brows were calm, he stepped slantingly, folded his wrist with his right hand, and buckled the back of his neck with his left.

Yuanzhi only felt a flower before his eyes, but the gate of life had already fallen into the hands of Jin Xianyu.

Liao Hui was stunned for a moment, only to think that Jin Xianyu's footwork was very familiar, and it coincided with the gossip formation, which was quite different from the Bai Pingxiang exercises in her hands. He thought about it for a while, and finally wanted to understand it. .

He couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Yu Family? Are you a Yu Family disciple?"

The girl turned around when she heard the words. She had black hair and a white shirt. She was dressed very plainly, with beautiful eyebrows. At this moment, she smiled slightly, and Zhu Kou said softly, "I just said that I am a famous disciple, and you still don't believe me."

**

Liao Hui couldn't help sighing and said, "Yuanzhi, come back."

In fact, based on his cultivation, it is more than enough to stop Yuanzhi, but the old monk just wanted to test Jin Xian's details.

The Yu family is not a well-known and upright family, and it is now the peak of the righteous path. Liaohui calmed down and smiled bitterly: "It's about Bai Pingxiang, I have to be cautious about the old monk."

And the moment Yuanzhi was held by Jin Xianyu, he couldn't help but lose all his thoughts. He never thought that this girl had only practiced kung fu for a few days. Originally, he couldn't beat him.

Jin Xianyu asked curiously, "What exactly did Bai Pingxiang do?"