Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

It was an extremely tender sexual affair, and to be honest, Jin Xianyu spent most of the time in a half-dream and half-awake, feeling nothing.

Maybe the time is too short, it seems that only five or six minutes have passed? She vaguely felt a stream of heat being transported to her dantian, blending with true energy, running around the sky, and repairing her internal and external injuries.

This, this is too fast.

Xie Fuwei crouched on top of her, snorted softly, those snow-white eyes staring at her silently without blinking.

Naked - naked, calm.

This gave her a kind of shame of being confronted - kinky.

Shuangxiu with Dongzhen Immortal Monarch was originally a business where the returns far outweighed the expenses.

Xie Fuwei's infuriating energy was very similar to him, very abundant and clean, and contained a wealth of spiritual energy.

He didn't feel ashamed because it ended so quickly, she basically didn't need to move, Xie Fuwei had already handled everything properly. The slightly cool palm swam on her skin, and the infuriating energy poured over her like a spring rain, dripping into her skin and bloodline bit by bit.

When she felt a little more cheered up, Xie Fuwei pulled her chin again.

He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead and lips. He took her into his arms again.

Xie Fuwei did not take off her burqa, nor did she help her take off her clothes. He acted cautiously as if he was afraid of making her unhappy.

During the process, he kept looking at her, his eyelashes were long and his breath was hot.

A pair of glazed eyes were stained with red dust, and there was some misty water vapor, and they were stubbornly unwilling to look away.

He leaned down and licked her lips, whispering his feelings.

As long as he thought it was her, he would collapse.

Jin Xianyu was trembling when he saw it, and he insisted: "Don't look at it, are you still doing it?!"

"It's beautiful." He said so, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to trace her lips repeatedly, and kissed her lingeringly.

He slowly stretched out his arms around her.

Xie Fuje's frosted hair that reached her waist was wet with sweat, her eyelashes trembled extremely frequently, her beautiful face was sometimes close to her, and sometimes far away from her.

Jin Xianyu stared at his silver frosted hair in a daze.

When it was shaken, it was like the silvery waves shimmering on the seashore.

The sea pushed closer and further away, and she was finally embraced by the sea and sank to the bottom of the sea.

She woke up with body aches.

When she woke up, Jin Xianyu couldn't come back to her senses. She was heavy, as if she was pressing down on something.

The sluggish brain creaked back into action.

...Evil Jiao, Xie Fuwei, Shuangxiu.

Memories flooded in.

She and Xie Fuwei double cultivation? ?

Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that Xie Fuwei was the one who was pressing on him!

He was wearing nothing and curled up around her. This was a very peaceful sleeping position for a fetus returning to its mother's arms.

She slept peacefully and peacefully with her snow-white head buried deep in her neck, her eyes closed.

The long silver hair covered the important parts, and it would be scattered on the two of them like satin.

Even in his sleep, he wrapped her limbs tightly around her, and his lean thighs were dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

Jin Xianyu's eyeballs stinged a little from the shaking of his thighs, and "swipe" away his eyes.

When he sat up, the ends of his hair slipped from the skin of his thighs, bringing a strange shuddering touch.

She resisted this subtle feeling, quickly picked up the clothes, and put them on randomly.

Her action awakened Xie Fuwei, who was as beautiful as a saint, and opened his flawless white eyes.

Before he could say anything, the rubbed snow-white burqa fell from the sky and landed on his head.

Jin Xianyu didn't dare to look at him at all, and after throwing his clothes to him, he looked away and walked away.

But as soon as she moved, she felt a burst of tearing pain, and almost fell to the ground, probably because it had not been for too long. At first, Xie Fuwei was very careful, but later, he obviously lost control. .

The trauma was almost healed, but the shameful internal injury made Jin Xianyu blushed.

calm down. calm down.

It hasn't happened before.

When she rang the bell, how could she have imagined that it would turn out like this at the first meeting.

He didn't put on the burqa she had thrown over, and his long silver hair fell into the rivulets. The slender porcelain-white neck was only clasped with the collar, without an inch of thread, and walked up and down the coast shamelessly.

Hanging his eyes hesitantly, Xie Fuwei walked in front of her.

"Sorry... I just got a little out of control."

Of course Jin Xianyu realized how out of control he was just now.

She was a little embarrassed, a little annoyed, and reluctant to say more.

Perhaps thinking that actions are far more powerful than words, Xie Fuwei stepped forward to hold her hand, and spontaneously helped her massage the bruised scars on her body.

"Get out of the way," Jin Xianyu jumped up like a frightened rabbit and kicked him, "I want to adjust my breath—"

Xie Fuwei reacted very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed her ankle.

Jin Xianyu was also stunned at this moment, she looked at him in disbelief.

"!"

Looking at the snow-like ankle in his hand, Xie Fuwei seemed a little stunned, his eyelashes flickered, and his gaze went up from the ankle uncontrollably.

Jin Xianyu maintained such a movement, and his ears turned red as he scolded: "Let me go."

Xie Fuwei was short of breath, and the thin waist and abdomen twitched—the movement spasmed for half a second, and it took a long time to look away and let go of his hand.

"Um."

It's just that his eyes never moved away from her body, and Liuli's eyes reflected the back of Jin Xianyu who was almost fleeing.

After wasting a lot of energy, he woke up from a dream and thought that he still had important things to do.

Next, Xie Fuwei really didn't bother her anymore.

Jin Xianyu pursed his lips, carefully found a clean corner sheltered from the wind, closed his eyes and started to meditate cross-legged.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she was frightened by the infuriating energy in her dantian, which was so intense that it almost became tangible.

She opened her eyes in astonishment, her belly rising and falling.

...how much infuriating this has given her.

Abandoning those messy thoughts, she calmed her mind and exercised her dantian infuriating energy, gradually letting go of the distracting thoughts, and entered the state of being out of shape and knowing, sitting quietly and forgetting her body, and sitting and forgetting herself.

This feeling is very mysterious, the real temperature in the dantian is moist and full, the pure and spiritual energy in the void is fully accumulated in the body, the spirit is cohesive, and the whole body is stripped away.

At this moment, Jin Xianyu's body became lighter than ever before, she seemed to have become a wave in the sea, a drop of dew between the blades of grass, and a small insect.

The innate primordial spirit has a tendency to be in harmony with the Great Dao, and the true qi in the body surges, and the sea of ​​qi rises like the bright moon, and the moon wheel begins to be seen.

Jin Xianyu couldn't help but skip a beat, and had a vague feeling.

She seems to be breaking through.

The experience points gained from killing the Evil Flood Dragon, coupled with the pure and pure Qi that Xie Fuwei had refined over the years, merged into his own body and benefited a lot.

Jin Xianyu opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't help thinking, no wonder there is always such a thing as a furnace, and it's no wonder that banshees like to absorb yang energy.

Breakthroughs are not overnight, let alone this place is not suitable for breakthroughs.

When she stood up, she suddenly smelled the aroma of seafood.

Xie Fuwei found firewood, pots and pans from somewhere, and burned a pot of seafood!

Jin Xianyu was taken aback.

Xie Fuwei was busy with his eyes down. His long silver hair was tied into a ponytail by himself, and he looked like a beautiful housewife.

Seeing her, Xie Fuguai pulled her to sit down: "Wait a minute, it'll be all right."

"It's fragrant." Jin Xianyu moved the tip of his nose and looked into the pot.

The appearance turned out to be good, I don’t know what kind of shellfish, crabs, small fish, small shrimps, even squid stewed in one pot, and a pile of bonfire grilled fish was set up on the other side.

Xie Fuwei stirred the pot of seafood with his low eyebrows pleasing to the eye, and his beautiful eyebrows were faintly shrouded in the lingering steam.

He moved very skillfully. After the seafood was cooked, he first filled a bowl of seafood soup and handed it to her.

Jin Xianyu: "Thank you."

She lowered her head and blew twice, taking a careful sip.

The soup is fresh and salty, and it warms the stomach.

Xie Fuwei basically hadn't touched the bowl of seafood soup in his own hands.

Ask Jin Xianyu how he found out, if someone keeps staring at you while eating, you will also feel uncomfortable.

Xie Fuwei acted like it was the beginning of the night, and his eyes kept following her movements.

Mingming had done it a long time ago, and she was puzzled why he was so excited.

Jin Xianyu didn't know what to say, so he had to drink a big bowl of seafood soup.

In the end, this pot of seafood soup was basically solved by her alone.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the sea was beginning to rise, and the stars were shining.

The salty sea breeze blew on his face.

Xie Fuwei seemed to have been keeping an eye on her, and when she saw that she had finished eating, he also put down the tableware.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jin Xianyu asked, she remembered that Xie Fuwei had a great appetite.

Xie Fuwei shook his head, lowered his head and stretched out his hand to rub her stomach.

Jin Xianyu moved, and did not struggle any more. He tried to relax and let him move.

Everything that should be done and should not be done has already been done, and it would be a bit ugly to be hypocritical at this time.

Her stomach also really hurts, and it hurts a lot.

I thought this would end today, but what I didn't expect was that Xie Fuwei leaned down and kissed her stomach while rubbing it.

A light kiss first landed on his fingertips, followed by her soft belly.

He didn't seem to think at all how humble his kneeling posture was.

Jin Xianyu was so itchy from his kiss that he couldn't help but shrank back and reached out to push, but Xie Fuwei held her wrist.

"I'm scared." Xie Fuwei kissed the back of her hand lightly, raised his chin again, and looked up intently into her eyes.

"I'm afraid you ignore me."

But everything is different now.

"But that's great, thank you."

The light and shadow of the stars fell under his eyelashes like a tear from the Madonna.

Having said all that, Jin Xianyu was silent, so he had to sit on the beach with him and watch the stars with an attitude that was almost indulgent.

She didn't speak, neither did Xie Fuwei. In Jin Xianyu's impression, he had always been quiet, as quiet as the moonlight, and even when he was holding the sword, the killing intent was very shallow.

Xie Fuwei gave her the feeling that it was a blank piece of paper that did not contain emotions, emotions, sorrows and joys.

But at this time, he obviously showed meekness, clinginess, desire, etc. It was she who smeared on this white paper.

Xie Fuwei didn't look at her, her eyelashes were curled up, her face was handsome, and she stared at the stars in the sky intently.

Looking at Xie Fuwei's appearance, Jin Xianyu was startled.

She suddenly realized that she didn't seem to understand Xie Fuwei at all, what made him his current character.

No matter how "inhuman" his behavior is and how "three-nothing" his personality is, he is still a person with a lively, beating heart.

One day, a lot of light fell on Xie Fuwei's face, and the excessively curly and slender eyelashes made him a little more docile and dignified, and a little more human.

The hand in his sleeve moved and slowly intertwined his fingers with hers, with an unprecedented calm and contented expression, as if the traveler who had been traveling for a long time had finally found the hometown of the oasis.