Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

Wei Hanxiao suddenly hated him extremely, why everyone regarded him as a child.

No matter what he says or does, he has no hair on his lips, and he does not act firmly. Even his refutation will become a manifestation of immaturity.

"Canglang, you haven't slept yet." A burst of hurried footsteps rushed in from outside the tent.

Wei Hanxiao suddenly stood up with a carp and looked at the person in front of him with a bad expression.

A few familiar little Xianzhou teenagers, crossed their shoulders, looked at him and laughed.

"Abaha, Tumo, Bolica, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" The boy known as Abaha stretched his neck and looked left and right, and said with a smile, "I wanted to come to trouble you, why didn't a girl and man come to your tent?"

As soon as these words were said, Wei Hanxiao's face became even more stinky.

The young man sat on the bed with his two legs hanging down, his fingers digging at the edge of the bed involuntarily.

Bolica laughed, stepped forward and dragged Wei Hanxiao up, "It must be Canglang, you are too young and inexperienced, so women don't look down on you."

Tumo: "Nonsense, what the wolf likes is obviously a man."

Bo Licha: "That man doesn't even look down on him. All we men like are powerful men."

Wei Hanxiao: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Let's go," Abaha laughed and opened the tent and walked out, "Our little prince can't sleep alone with the quilt tonight. Since no one is coming, let's go over."

"Let's take you to the fun."

Wei Hanxiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of these three people. The so-called "happy" refers to those tents scattered around nearby.

Often drunk men get out of those tents, and every time the sun goes down, the aroma of wine, meat, and singing can be heard from those tents.

Is he going?

Wei Hanxiao hesitated and paused.

Bolica shouted: "What's the matter? We little prince dare not go?"

Wei Hanxiao's face immediately turned red, clenched his fists, and retorted loudly, "Who dares not go!"

Xiaoxianzhou's folk customs are open, men and women look right, and hand in hand into the tent, it is not a rare thing at all.

If Daxianzhou pursues abstinence and restraint, the people of Xiaoxianzhou have gone to the opposite extreme.

The monks in Xiaoxianzhou believed that the "spirit" of people is free, that people are born out of desires, that people indulge their desires, indulge their indulgences, live in peace, and enjoy themselves freely without any scruples. At this point, there are some shadows of "Magic Domain".

The golden thread is woven into a golden thread, and the floor is covered with brocade and valerian.

The crowd sat around the fireplace in the center of the tent, and the wine was boiling.

The woman knelt down on the red scorpion, leaned over and kowtowed, fiddling with the huqin in her arms with a smile.

Wei Hanxiao, dressed in mink fur, sat near the tent door.

He leaned against the door with the knife in his arms, raised one leg, and his posture was tense.

The boy's skin was extremely fair and tender, like the freshest milk, and soon a woman came forward with a drink and wanted to please the little prince.

"Go away." Wei Hanxiao was rude, with a very conflicted look.

Abaha and Tumo exchanged glances.

"It's all you who insisted on pulling him here."

"Don't he like men, go find a man."

They grew up with Wei Hanxiao since childhood, they were familiar with his temperament, and they were not interested in women since they were young.

Hearing the word man, Wei Hanxiao frowned immediately, "I don't want to—"

He was still not used to the atmosphere in the tent, he wanted to leave, but at this time he would inevitably be laughed at by a few of them.

Tu Mo laughed at him: "Canglang, you are not as good as when you were young."

The woman asked curiously, "How was the little prince when he was a child?"

"Do you know how the blue wolf knew us?" Tumo, "It was a very cold winter, and that year there were many monsters on the mountain. The blue wolf just sneaked out of the palace to play."

The young man is like a white and tender glutinous rice dumpling, wrapped in sable fur, swinging a small horse whip, a man is not as tall as a golden sword, fighting with monsters and beasts in the wind and snow, those cows and sheep are shivering and snuggling behind him, almost Looking at the little boy who saved them from fire and water with reverence.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was white and clean, but his eyes were firm, and the blood on his body had frozen into ice, but he didn't even blink his eyes.

Wei Hanxiao didn't like to hear about those old rotten millets, so he ignored them.

Bolica beckoned, and a thin young man suddenly walked in outside the tent.

Wei Hanxiao's eyes fell on the boy, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

The boy was born with clear eyes and fair complexion.

His black hair fell on his shoulders, his eyebrows were low and pleasing to his eyes, and he seemed to be out of place with this noisy hut.

"Hey, you..." Wei Hanxiao frowned, "You raise your head."

Several people in Abaha exchanged their gazes again. Could it be that there is a drama?

Bo Licha: "This is a prostitute from Daxianzhou. You have been in Daxianzhou for a long time. I think you, Canglang, like those monks in Daxianzhou."

The boy raised his head.

Wei Hanxiao suddenly stopped moving.

The young man is very docile and obedient, and most importantly, he is somewhat like Feng Chenghan.

Master.

It was the existence he dared not to hope for the most. When he saw Bolica finding such a person, he should be furious.

But at this time, he seemed to be sullen and lost interest in everything. Glancing at the young man, Wei Hanxiao pursed his lips again, silently cutting the roast lamb on the table with the knife in his hand.

He looked downcast like a sick cat.

This time, even Bolica felt overwhelmed, he pushed the boy and asked the boy to come forward.

The boy walked slowly forward to pour wine for him.

Wei Hanxiao put down the knife and glanced at him again, with a hint of hesitation in his phoenix eyes.

Otherwise, why not try it? Hasn't he always liked men?

Otherwise, they will be laughed at by Bo Licha later.

When the boy approached, Wei Hanxiao didn't refuse. He even tried to relax as much as possible after learning from Bo Licha's appearance.

But after thinking about it, the muscles around his body were still tensed involuntarily, and every cell seemed to be clamoring for resistance.

The other party picked up the fruit on the case and handed it to his mouth, clinging to him weakly and boneless, touching Wei Hanxiao's green and firm muscles.

The bright red fruit brushed against Wei Hanxiao's blushing lips, and Wei Hanxiao's mind thumped, and when he came back to his senses, he had already overturned the boy out of the way! !

"Blue wolf!"

"little Prince!!"

Everyone in the tent was taken aback.

In the chaos, Wei Han Xiao suddenly stood up, forced a cold snort, pouted, and said with dissatisfaction, "I don't like them." He pointed at the boy on the ground.

"I want to go back."

After speaking, Wei Hanxiao picked up the golden cup on the case and drank a large glass in one breath, then threw it on the table, and flew out of the tent.

He kept running back to his tent in one breath.

It's not right, he's really not right,

Doesn't he like men?

Having just drank such a large glass of wine and ran again, the young man was hot all over and his face was red.

If you are not interested in women, why are you not interested in men.

He wondered if it was his fault. Bolica behaved much more generously than him. When he was hanging out with those women, they blushed and praised him for his majesty, but he was obviously bigger than Bolica.

Wei Hanxiao couldn't help lowering his head to look at himself.

He tried to outline Feng Chenghan's face, but he was still sullen.

Jin Xianyu's face appeared in his mind again. This time, his whole body was tense, his breathing was quick, and he couldn't help but lift himself up high.

He frantically pulled the blanket to cover it.

It turned out that it was not impossible for him, he just wanted to bully Jin Xianyu.

He suddenly wanted to find Jin Xianyu.

She can't come, can't he go there?

**

The crowd kept cheering until late at night before dispersing.

Jin Xianyu even suspected that it was fake to open a bud for Wei Hanxiao, and it was real to find a pretext to revel.

"Thank you, my fellow Daoist, for blocking the wine for me tonight."

The cold night wind from the prairie blew on her face, and Jin Xianyu's sense of wine dissipated a lot. She turned her head and thanked Feng Chenghan beside her.

Feng Chenghan followed and stood up and said, "I'll send you off."

Feng Chenghan blocked in front of her, and unknowingly took those prying eyes for her again.

She looks too bright, he thought.

Although everyone present was not her opponent, he could save a lot of trouble by sending her back.

Jin Xianyu thought about Feng Chenghan's good intentions tonight, and did not refuse.

She was also a little worried about how to face Feng Chenghan. She said everything she had to say and did everything she had to do. She really had no way to interfere with Feng Chenghan's own will.

In fact, he is a very assertive, cold-hearted on the outside, hot on the inside, resolute in his actions, and a rock that cannot be moved.

So, he was speechless all the way, and when he arrived at the entrance of the tent, Jin Xianyu hesitated for a while.

Thinking about whether to invite people in for a cup of hot tea before leaving or something.

"Do you want to... stay for a cup of hot tea before leaving?"

Feng Chenghan was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, his voice was quiet, "I'm actually far from being as honest as fellow Daoist Jin thought."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Xianyu immediately understood Feng Chenghan's euphemism.

She lost her mind for half a second, and was so embarrassed that she could not wait to turn her head to look for the time machine!

What she just said was like an invitation, is she a watt? !

"I'm just an ordinary man." Feng Chenghan closed his eyes helplessly, and said in a low voice, "I want to treat you how an ordinary man wants to treat you."

Yin Yin's true feelings are buried deep in her heart, and maybe it will break out once, and what she thinks, thinks and does is more excessive than that of ordinary men.

Feng Chenghan's voice was like breaking ice and jade, and it was moving in the night wind.

After hesitating for a while, he left another euphemistic "Daoist friend, I'm far less honest than you think."

Only then did the topic end gently and firmly: "Go to sleep, I will return to the account to rest."

As if the subtle sense of aggression just now was just a human illusion.

Jin Xianyu pursed his lips at a loss, and said "um".

"Good night."

Looking at the back of Feng Chenghan leaving, Jin Xianyu froze for a while.

Under such kindness and kindness, she always unknowingly succumbed to the disadvantage.

Frankly speaking, if she hadn't been able to cut off her love, perhaps Feng Chenghan would be a worthy partner.

It was difficult for her to guarantee that she would not be moved.

But people live in the world, and they don't have to get married and have children.

Seeing that Feng Chenghan was gradually disappearing into the night, Jin Xianyu was about to turn around and return to the tent when a strong force suddenly struck! It hurt her all over.

Her face froze, and the short sword in her sleeve quickly came out!

But before she could do it, she was hugged by someone with an empty door, and she fell into a hot embrace.

The man held her and pushed her outside the tent, his voice was hoarse but familiar.

"Wei Hanxiao?" She clenched her dagger and hesitated for a while.

The boy's fiery red hair fell on her neck, and his hairy head rubbed straight into her collar.

His voice was muffled, and he used his slender limbs to hold her tightly in his arms, "You don't want to be with Master."

"You let me go first."

Wei Hanxiao didn't answer and asked, "Do you know what my name is? I didn't say a Chinese name."

He thought that she must not know, afraid of humiliating himself again, Wei Hanxiao replied hurriedly:

"Pasuna."

"Pasuna?"

Hearing Jin Xianyu's subconscious question, Wei Hanxiao seemed to be bitten by something.

In a daze, he opened his glittering eyes, moved his legs unconsciously, tried to cover up his strangeness, and taught her solemnly, "This means blue wolf."

"I see." Jin Xianyu resisted the hairy discomfort and tried to make his voice sound calm and natural, "Let me go first."

The youth's thin and slender forearm muscles had begun to feel strength, and when he heard her voice, he suddenly smiled.

Very light, slightly dumb, and somewhat frivolous.

He lowered his eyes and covered his bright red pupils. The palm of his hand that held the knife all the year round had rough calluses, rubbing his waist and causing a shudder.

"What I want to tell you is," Wei Hanxiao's voice was so hoarse that her heart skipped a beat, he pressed himself firmly against her body, the skin against which he was so hot as if it was on fire.

Under the slender and thin limbs, the flamboyant androgen hormones are flourishing.

Wei Hanxiao raised his eyes and looked straight at her. His eyes were full of aggressiveness, but at the same time, they were extremely clean and pure.

"If you ignore it, the wolf cubs will also eat people."

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Jin Xianyu's eyes turned black, his mouth was dry, and he felt dizzy as if he had fallen from a high mouth.

She opened her eyes wide, almost exasperatedly questioning the system.

"What's your judging standard!"

The electronically synthesized sound of the system still sounds cold and inhuman: [The judgment does not have a single criterion, it is the result of a combination of various values, the most important one of which is—want to act with—prostitutes. 】