The male supporting role was stolen again [Quick Transmigration]

After Su Huaijin recited the first ten letters, he asked Gu Yanfeng if he had met, but he didn't get a response. He turned his head and found that the child standing in his figure was staring at him.

Su Huaijin: "What's wrong?"

Gu Yanfeng came back to his senses, his ears felt slightly hot, and he shook his head sullenly.

Su Huaijin only thought that the child was not used to it when he first came here, so he didn't ask too much, and said, "Is it possible?"

Gu Yanfeng nodded: "Yes."

Su Huaijin was a little surprised. He only taught it once, but he actually remembered it all. As expected of Destiny's Child, this memory and learning ability are so strong that people are envious.

Su Huaijin asked Gu Yanfeng to practice writing on white paper, and first showed him how to hold the brush and how to write these letters with a brush.

This private desk is not that big, and the space is a little tight when Su Huaijin and Gu Yanfeng are crowded together on the same side.

When Gu Yanfeng raised his head slightly, he could see Su Huai's porcelain-white skin, as delicate as a piece of suet jade given to him by his biological mother when he just returned to Gu's house.

For the convenience of writing, the man lifted up the wide sleeve with the other hand, exposing a thin white arm.

The slender jade-like fingers held the pitch-black pen holder, making his five fingers even more beautiful.

On the snow-white paper on the table were letters written in black ink strokes. Just like him, he looked lonely, indifferent and cold.

The man was very serious when he was writing, his black eyelashes trembled slightly, his pitch-black eyes stared at the paper without blinking, and Gu Yanfeng couldn't help but think that if Su Huaijin used such a focused How you feel when your eyes are on you.

Thinking of this, Gu Yanfeng's cheeks became hot for a while, he was quite uncomfortable, but he was a little bit looking forward to it.

After finishing writing, Su Huaijin handed the brush to Gu Yanfeng: "Let's write."

There was still residual warmth from Su Huaijin's hand on the pen holder, and Gu Yanfeng's hand holding the brush tightened.

Su Huaijin gave up his seat and let Gu Yanfeng sit in his place, watching him write these letters on the white paper.

But it may be the first time for a child to hold a brush. His bony hands hold the brush tightly. When writing, he is very jerky, and the pen trembles slightly, as if he is nervous, and the writing is also ugly.

Moreover, Su Huaijin found that his posture holding the pen was a bit wrong, so he walked around behind Gu Yanfeng, reached out to hold his hand holding the pen, and led him to write a letter.

Gu Yanfeng's body froze, and the warmth of the man who suddenly came up from behind was clearly conveyed through the thin material.Gu Yanfeng could even feel the beating rhythm of the opponent's heart.

As long as he tilted his head slightly, he could see the man's pale pink lips next to his cheek.Slightly sipping it, it looks like a pink peach blossom blooming in summer, with its sweetness and sweetness like pure dew.

Gu Yanfeng clenched the brush tightly in his hand, his whole body began to tremble.

Su Huaijin didn't quite understand why the child's body was shaking suddenly, could it be that he had a fever again?

He let go of Gu Yanfeng's hand, and touched Gu Yanfeng's forehead. The sudden movement surprised Gu Yanfeng, and when he raised his head, he met Su Huaijin's bewildered eyes.

"No fever." Su Huaijin frowned slightly, and unconsciously opened a gap in his lips, through which, one could see the looming bright red tip of his tongue.

Gu Yanfeng's breathing was slightly rapid, like a wild wolf that had run hard, standing in the snow panting, ferocious and ruthless.

Su Huaijin: "..."

Gu Yanfeng licked his lips, lowered his head to cover the look in his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Master, I'm fine, I don't have a fever, and I'm not sick."

Su Huaijin was silent for a while, and said to the system: "My child has asthma, right?"

The system retorted loudly: "This is impossible, how can our perfect child of destiny have such a low-level disease as asthma."

Su Huaijin: "??"

The system explained solemnly: "Children of destiny in a small world like us will only suffer from claustrophobia, psychological trauma, etc."

Su Huaijin: "..." So a broken disease can be divided into tall or not? ?

However, since the system said that Destiny's Child was not ill, Su Huaijin was relieved. After all, asthma was quite troublesome, especially in ancient times.

Su Huaijin asked Gu Yanfeng to continue practicing, fearing that Gu Yanfeng could ask at any time if he could do anything, so Su Huaijin didn't leave, and randomly took out a book and sat on the soft couch beside him to read, but in fact, as soon as he sat on the soft couch, Su Huaijin Immediately call the system to play a movie in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Gu Yanfeng buried his head and continued to practice silently, but the scene where Su Huaijin just hugged him from behind, held his hand, and taught him to write always appeared in his mind.

Even though the remaining warmth on the back of the hand had dissipated, Gu Yanfeng felt more and more that the part of the back of the hand covered by the palm was more and more painful.

He couldn't help but look up at the soft bag next to Su Huaijin's desk against the wall.

Fortunately, Su Huaijin was so fascinated by the movie that he didn't notice Gu Yanfeng's gaze at all. After watching a movie, Su Huaijin stood up and stretched his muscles, then walked to the desk to look at Gu Yanfeng's achievements.

It was a mess at the beginning, but then it got better and better, and it was almost the same as his. I took it together for others to read, and thought it was written by the same person.

Su Huaijin couldn't help but marvel at Gu Yanfeng's intelligence, and said softly, "Let's eat."

Gu Yanfeng put down his pen, looked up at Su Huaijin anxiously: "Master, how is my writing?"

Although Su Huaijin really wanted to rub the child's head and say that the baby is awesome, he is worthy of being 'Daddy's good son', but his face was indifferent: "It's not bad."

The corners of Gu Yanfeng's lips curved, revealing a small smile.

This wasn't the first time Gu Yanfeng laughed, but compared to his usual reticence, this smile immediately washed away the gloom on his body, like a beautiful little flower blooming in a desolate field, very beautiful.

Su Huaijin walked out of the study, and Gu Yanfeng followed behind him.

The chores in the kitchen had already prepared lunch, and Su Linger also came to eat with them.

After Su Huaijin took a bite, he frowned slightly. Su Huaijin silently missed the delicious food that Gu Yanfeng cooked in the morning.

Although he still wanted to eat what Gu Yanfeng made, whoever told him that the original owner was not a person who cared about his appetite, he could only miss it secretly.

But Su Ling'er said what was in his heart: "Little brother, this meal is not as good as what you cooked this morning."

Gu Yanfeng took a peek at Su Huaijin. Although Su Huaijin didn't show it on the surface, Gu Yanfeng clearly noticed that Su Huaijin was not interested, and even ate very slowly.

Gu Yanfeng said: "Then I will do it for the master and senior sister when I have time."

Su Ling'er was about to agree, Su Huaijin resisted the pain, and stopped first with a straight face: "Linger."

Su Huaijin seldom gets angry, but every time she gets angry, even Su Linger, who is much loved, will be afraid.

She shrank her neck: "Master."

Su Huaijin looked indifferent: "Your junior brother must hurry up to practice martial arts, how can you waste time on it? If you really think that the handyman's cooking is not delicious, I will ask someone to find another one you like outside."

In fact, the handyman in the kitchen has been changed more than once or twice. Every time when Su Linger went out to play with the Qingcheng School, wherever Su Linger thought the dishes were delicious, the original owner would immediately and quietly replace them.

Su Linger shook her head quickly: "No need, no need, that's all I said."

Su Huaijin's face softened.

In the afternoon, Su Huaijin taught Gu Yanfeng the remaining 16 letters. In less than a day, Gu Yanfeng not only mastered 26 letters, but also wrote them well.

When it was time to eat in the afternoon, Gu Yanfeng suddenly said that he wanted to take a break. Su Huaijin discovered that Gu Yanfeng hadn't had a rest all afternoon, so he immediately agreed, and he didn't arrange any tasks at night, just let him Gu Yanfeng memorized the 26 letters silently again before going to bed, don't forget.

Although the child is very smart, and he has to complete the task before he can leave this world, but he doesn't want to be too tight, he still needs to relax.

After Su Huaijin left the study, he went to the Collection Pavilion of the Tangmen Sect. Tomorrow he planned to teach Gu Yanfeng how to practice martial arts. Although at the beginning it was just martial arts and no moves, it was necessary to find a good weapon in advance.

After finding a high-quality sword, Su Huaijin walked back with the sword, and when he passed the kitchen on the way, he heard Su Linger's chirping and ringing voice.

"Junior brother, you are so amazing, you can cut tofu so thin."

Su Huaijin subconsciously walked towards the kitchen, looked along the half-open door, and could see that in the open kitchen, Su Linger tied two ponytails with pink ribbons. Under the ponytails were braided braids. Wearing a light green skirt, she looks lively and youthful.

Gu Yanfeng lowered his head and cut the tofu meticulously. He didn't respond to Su Linger's words, but just smiled lightly.

But Su Ling'er was not discouraged in the slightest, and sat on the side pony, holding her face in her hands and staring at Gu Yanfeng's movements without blinking.

"These dishes you cook are what the master likes to eat, can't you make something I like?"

Gu Yanfeng paused for a moment before asking, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Ling'er immediately reported a series of things she likes to eat, and Gu Yanfeng said lightly that she would cook them tomorrow.

Satisfied, Su Ling'er started talking on her own again. Gu Yanfeng ignored her this time, and only focused on cooking seriously.

After Su Huaijin heard that Su Ling'er said that Gu Yanfeng cooks all the dishes he likes to eat, he didn't want the child to be moved.

As expected of the 'father's favorite son', I was so touched.

This time Su Huaijin didn't stop Gu Yanfeng from cooking. He guessed that Gu Yanfeng didn't feel safe when he came here, so he always wanted to do something to please him. It will be fine after a long time.

After dinner that night, Su Huaijin told him to take a good rest and start learning exercises tomorrow.

Gu Yanfeng promised well, but he also didn't sleep well that night.

Because when he slept until midnight that night, Gu Yanfeng had a dream.He dreamed of a person he shouldn't have dreamed of - Su Huaijin.

This man, in his sleep, only had a robe casually draped over his body. The belt was untied, and it was casually scattered on both sides, leaving the robe open, revealing his flat white chest and straight and slender white legs.

He saw a man with a cold expression and indifferent eyes, like the bright moon in the sky, looking at him with a smile between his brows, pure and clean, black and white, clear and cold eyes without any emotional fluctuations, that smile was like It was the sparkling lake surface that made his sparkling peach blossom eyes captivating.

The man slowly leaned over, and Gu Yanfeng could clearly see the smooth and slender jaw, the long and slender neck completing an arc, and the small white jade-like ears.

The man opened his lips slightly and called his name: "Yanfeng, Yanfeng."