The male supporting role was stolen again [Quick Transmigration]

Su Huaijin's voice is usually clear and cold, as indifferent as ice and snow, without any emotion.

However, the two voices calling his name were soft and gentle, as if acting coquettishly, and there was a layer of water in the charming eyes, which was alluring.

Gu Yanfeng's mouth was dry, and he heard himself say, "Master."

The man in front of him frowned slightly, his jade-like face was filled with unbearable discomfort, his slender white hands were tugging at his clothes, and he said in a troubled voice; "It's a bit hot..."

Gu Yanfeng looked at the pinkness on Su Huaijin's cheeks due to the heat, and couldn't help swallowing.

Su Huaijin suddenly pointed his finger on his pale pink lips, with some pink on his fingertips, when he lightly pressed on the pale pink lips, the pale pink lips turned red due to the pressure.

The two colors are intertwined together, bringing a visually attractive effect, making people want to pull the thin white hand over and bite lightly, making the pink fingertips also turn crimson.

"Wipe the sweat off my lips."

But there was no sweat on his lips, but Gu Yanfeng still leaned over in a daze, and kissed Su Huaijin's lips: "Master."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he was breathing heavily, but as soon as the words fell, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Gu Yanfeng woke up from his sleep, and the bed was wet.

He lay on the soft bed in a daze, looking at the dark beams, the sky outside the window was still dark, and he could hear the obvious rustling of crickets and other small insects.

He threw his arms over his face, his mind blank.

He didn't know why, he would have this kind of dream, why would he have such thoughts about a man, that man is still his master...

In the middle of the night, Gu Yanfeng never fell asleep again, he kept his eyes wide open until dawn, got up from the bed like a wandering soul, unfolded the quilt, dressed casually, and walked out of the room top-heavy.

Along the way, I met many disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Because they knew Gu Yanfeng's identity, they would all greet him when they saw him. Seeing his haggard face, they asked him what was wrong with concern.

Gu Yanfeng didn't know what he said, he came to the kitchen in a daze, and accidentally cut the knife on his finger while cutting vegetables.

But even so, Gu Yanfeng didn't wake up from the stabbing pain. He stared blankly at the blood on his finger and didn't respond for a long time.

Su Linger, who came to look for Gu Yanfeng, saw the blood on his finger, and shouted in shock: "Little brother, you are bleeding."

When Su Linger yelled at him, Gu Yanfeng was shocked and woke up instantly. He casually wiped off the blood on his finger, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay."

Seeing that he was going to continue cooking, Su Linger angrily stepped forward and took the kitchen knife away and put it aside, took his arm and said, "Go and treat your wound first, how do you hold a pen and write in this state."

Gu Yanfeng didn't move: "No need."

Su Ling'er frowned and said, "That's no good, you can't cook even if your finger is injured."

Gu Yanfeng lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm really fine."

Su Linger rolled her eyes and threatened: "If you don't want to go, I will tell the master that your hand is injured, and he will be angry."

Gu Yanfeng pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable all over, but he went back with Su Linger.

After the wound was bandaged, the kitchen servants had already prepared breakfast, and Su Ling'er called Su Huaijin to eat with them.

Gu Yanfeng looked at Su Huaijin sitting opposite him, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Su Huaijin didn't know Gu Yanfeng's entanglement at all, he was immersed in the sadness that the breakfast this morning was not delicious.

After eating, Su Huaijin took Gu Yanfeng to the study to continue his class. He first tested the 26 letters that Gu Yanfeng learned yesterday.

After watching Gu Yanfeng recite it smoothly, he asked Gu Yanfeng to write it silently again. It was not until Gu Yanfeng went to get the brush that Su Huaijin discovered that Gu Yanfeng's left hand was injured.

Asked how he was injured, and learned that it was because he was accidentally cut by a kitchen knife while cutting vegetables in the morning, Su Huaijin comforted him a few words, and told him not to go to the kitchen to cook in the future.

Gu Yanfeng still kept his head down and didn't look at him, his voice was low and muffled, and he looked listless, thinking he had done something bad for fear of being discovered by others.

Although Su Huaijin found it strange, he didn't ask, because the original owner was not a particularly careful person.

Although the fingers on his left hand were injured, but fortunately his right hand was fine, and he could barely write silently. Su Huaijin originally wanted Gu Yanfeng to wait for his fingers to heal before writing, but Gu Yanfeng said it was fine.

After silently writing, Su Huaijin found that everything was correct, and while lamenting that Gu Yanfeng's memory is really good, he also brought over the martial arts mentality that he had given to Gu Yanfeng earlier.

The two are sitting together, looking at the same book, very close to each other, with a little movement, the shoulders will touch each other.

Gu Yanfeng stared at Su Huaijin's thin hand when he was reading and pointing to the words on the page. His skin was very fair, his fingers were slender, and the light blue blood veins were clearly visible on the extremely fair skin on the back of his hand.

Gu Yanfeng couldn't help but think of the scene in his dream last night. Su Huaijin used these hands to open up the loose skirts, and also used these beautiful fingers to gently press his lips, and then invited him to kiss him. .

The author has something to say: I'm a little bit Calvin, I'll write so much for the time being tonight