Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

She didn't do anything, Feng Chenghan didn't want to offend her in this situation.

The Weishan Mystery Realm has been opened for five days in total. Counting today, as long as he stays up for another four days, he will be able to receive treatment.

In the evening, Jin Xianyu specially dropped several barriers at the entrance of the cave, and went to find some firewood.

She carried the firewood and returned to the cave: "I'm back, how are you feeling, are you feeling better?"

Feng Chenghan was leaning against the stone wall, looking intently at the spider web on the top of the cave.

Cobwebs are actually nothing to look at, but he must find something for himself to do to divert the ugly desire in his heart.

Jin Xianyu's figure flashed by, he lowered his eyes and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Jin Xianyu raised the fire, and the fire reflected the outline of Fengcheng Han Qingjun, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere of loneliness is too ambiguous.

She sighed and sat down beside Feng Chenghan.

What is chastity compared to saving lives?

Jin Xianyu always thought it was the most worthless thing in the world.

But there is a gentleman in front of her who respects her.

When she sat down, the cuffs brushed Feng Chenghan's pale palm, Feng Chenghan's fingertips moved, and he lowered his eyes and retracted his fingers into the cuffs.

Jin Xianyu didn't even notice this small detail.

Jin Xianyu turned his head and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Feng Chenghan: "It's okay."

After being seriously injured and poisoned by Gu poison, he unconsciously spoke a lot more concisely.

Extra words will drain his energy.

The girl's red lips opened, and her clear voice was even more torture to him.

His cuffs dangled down to his side, like a crane's wings folded in frost feathers, as nervous and defensive as a trapped crane.

The fingertips unconsciously clenched a little bit, reminiscing little by little the remaining warmth just now.

"Does it hurt?" "Is it thirsty?" "Is it hungry?" These are all meaningless inquiries.

...what else could she ask to ease the awkward atmosphere?

Jin Xianyu thought about it for a while, but decided to start with the thing with the dragon head and the leopard body just now.

"What do you think that is?"

"Sorry... I don't know."

"I don't know, I don't blame you." Jin Xianyu picked up the skirt and sat down opposite him.

Feng Chenghan suddenly turned to the side, showing obvious resistance.

Jin Xianyu: "..."

He lowered his eyebrows, his outline like a warm jade.

The appearance contrasted that she was really like a hungry ghost who was racking her brains to be with him.

But in fact, he respected her like life.

Jin Xianyu even felt that she was not worthy of Feng Chenghan's gentle respect.

"How did you meet Huayu?" Jin Xianyu asked.

In fact, it's not just about making flowers and rain.

She didn't know how popular she was. Men loved her and pursued her, but they fought each other in private. They did everything possible to deal with their rivals.

Feng Chenghan shook his head, did not say a word, and did not intend to tell her about it.

It seems this is not a good question. Jin Xianyu changed another one, "By the way, do you know anything about Yu Chaiyun, the elder of the Yu clan?"

It may be Yu Longyao's PTSD. Once something strange happens around, it is difficult for Jin Xianyu not to contact him, who is full of evil.

Feng Chenghan said a lot more this time than before: "I don't know much. It is said that the elder of the Yu clan once guarded the hidden great formation somewhere in Tianxingleu all the year round."

"What big formation?" Jin Xianyu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked naturally.

"This is the secret of the Yu Clan..." Feng Chenghan pondered, "It seems to be sealed somewhere."

seal! !

Jin Xianyu's heart beat like a drum, and a guess flashed across his mind.

Could it be that it has something to do with the ancestor of the Yu family? ? She had guessed before that this person had a close relationship with Yu Longyao, and Yu Longyao might do things for him.

... Yu Chaiyun is willing to put down the big formation and walk around the rivers and lakes, does it mean that Yu Longyao succeeded?

No, not possible. If the big killer was really released, the Tianxingluyu Clan would never be so calm.

Breaking off a branch, Jin Xianyu concentrated on writing and drawing on the ground.

Could it be that someone better than Yu Chaiyun appeared and took over from him to guard the seal?

A cultivator who is proficient in formation techniques, in the Tianxingleu Yu clan, except for Yu Longyao, who has recently won the trust of the Yu family, she does not think of anyone else.

... Yu Longyao succeeded in getting a promotion and a salary increase, replacing Yu Chaiyun?

If it's what she thought, wouldn't that let the mouse take care of the granary? The cliff is going to be a big problem!

Jin Xianyu stood up abruptly and dropped the branch.

This action caused Feng Chenghan to look at her slightly sideways.

"I-I'm fine." Jin Xianyu tugged at his hair and sat down again.

calm down.

These are always her guesses. Not only is she unable to get out now, but there is a sick patient beside her who needs to be taken care of.

"It's getting late, do you want to rest first?" Jin Xianyu suggested.

Feng Chenghan would not reject her proposal.

Jin Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the entrance of the cave, "I'll go to the night watch."

As soon as she left, Feng Chenghan moved again, like a small animal carefully letting himself breathe.

The pain in his back wasn't obvious at first, but as time slipped by bit by bit, he had to be very mindful to resist the loss of consciousness.

Feng Chenghan even felt that he resonated with the spider at the top of the cave.

He was like the teetering spider crawling on its web.

The difference is that cobwebs can bear the weight of spiders. I don't know when the spider silk of desire will break.

As soon as Jin Xianyu turned around, the faint sound of gasping came out of his mouth, and then his lips began to tremble again.

Feng Chenghan turned around with difficulty, lowered his eyebrows and touched the wound on his back with his backhand.

The wound festered badly.

Hearing Feng Chenghan's weak breathing, Jin Xianyu was still a little uneasy.

"Do you need my help?"

Feng Chenghan seemed to pause for a while before answering, "You... don't turn around."

"If you can, can you pass me your hand... Mistress?"

Through the cover of the boulder, Jin Xianyu stretched out his hand,

Immediately, I felt a slight touch.

Clean, white and soft fingers, just like Feng Chenghan's clean and clean person.

He clearly touched it carefully, but Jin Xianyu seemed to feel a monstrous, repressed desire.

It was just a touch like a touch of water, but he seemed to have gained enough warmth to withstand the attack of the cold night.

The dim bonfire illuminated two blurred figures on the stone wall of the cave, as if snuggling up in a craving for the heat.

After passing her hand in support, there was no movement behind her.

...too quiet.

Jin Xianyu's heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly shouted, "Fengcheng cold?"

no answer.

"Fengcheng cold?"

Jin Xianyu stood up and walked back.

Bypassing the boulder, he finally saw Feng Chenghan's situation clearly.

He was worse than she thought!

Perhaps as soon as she left, he finally let go of his defenses, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his closed eyes seemed to have fallen asleep, blood dripped down his cuffs, and a smear of blood was smeared under him, looking like It is a wounded crane licking its wounds alone.

Noble, self-denying, prudent, and fragile as if it were broken at the touch of a button.

Generally speaking, these gentlemen who are good-natured and well-mannered are always vulnerable.

...

Fragile, this is two hundred and five!

Jin Xianyu angrily reached out and patted his cheek, cursing secretly.

Don't you know how many kilograms you have?

Jin Xianyu was not angry, but at this moment, someone grabbed his wrist, and the whole person fell into his arms.

Feng Chenghan didn't know where the strength came from. She stared blankly at him.

The two were so close that they could almost feel the touch of each other's eyelashes.

"I'm fine."

Recovering from the confused state, Feng Chenghan abruptly looked away, and his first reaction was to push her away.

But he couldn't move.

Jin Xianyu held his palm.

Feng Chenghan's heart was beating violently uncontrollably.

Jin Xianyu is a person who will follow through with determination, and this time is no exception. She couldn't bear it till now.

She really doesn't care about chastity, and if she can, she doesn't promise she won't give a **** about this **** chastity concept.

She just hesitated that once she took action, everything she did to keep a distance from Feng Chenghan would be in vain.

But saving lives matters.

As for what direction she did this time, it would push the relationship between her and Feng Chenghan, which was beyond her control.

Jin Xianyu didn't blink, stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Chenghan's shirt open, and took off his shirt from left and right!

Her actions were too shocking to the world. Feng Chenghan was rigidly pressed under her body, revealing smooth muscle lines, white shoulders, and warm jade-like skin.

Feng Chenghan's face was pale and he struggled violently, "You don't need to do this for me."

Jin Xianyu joked, "It seems you know very well what I'm going to do."

Feng Chenghan stared at her blankly.

He even wondered if the medicine was ineffective, otherwise how could he have heard Jin Xianyu say such a thing?

Just in case, Jin Xianyu still took a precaution in advance: "This is saving people, there is nothing to be afraid of. I hope you don't misunderstand."

"I don't want you to do this." Feng Chenghan whispered, his voice was extremely pale and weak, "I saved you, but I didn't mean to kidnap you..."

Jin Xianyu interrupted him suddenly, "I ask you, what are you afraid of?"

"Am I scary? Is it scary to be a mistress? But in fact, my relationship with Xie Fuwei is not what you think."

...simple and pure.

Speaking of which, it might shatter Feng Chenghan's three views.

"Well, if you look at me, it will make you stressed." Jin Xianyu murmured, "chuck" tore off a corner of Feng Chenghan's clothes and covered his eyes.

The girl's tense and dry voice rang softly in her ears.

"Don't talk, just lie down."

Feng Chenghan's eyes immediately plunged into darkness, and the flickering eyelashes lightly brushed against the soft cloth.

In this dark ocean, only Jin Xianyu is his only support.

The lip-flap hesitated for a moment, then gently landed on the corner of his forehead, the tip of his nose, and in front of his lips.

It's not so much flirting, it's more comforting.

After all, her purpose was not to fight against him, but to save people.

To save people...

Feng Chenghan always thought that his self-control was very good.

In the short over ten years in the mortal world, his walking, standing, sitting, and lying down were all measured by a ruler.

The case table by the window is the whole world of his youth.

In countless rainy evenings, the young man's face like jade was hazy in the rain and fog, his back was straight, and he was somewhat rigidly reviewing today's schoolwork, previewing the schoolwork for tomorrow, the day after, and the day after tomorrow.

His food and drink are inseparable from this small square table.

He doesn't care about the fineness and roughness of the food, the thickness of the tea, and just tries his best to make the homework assigned by Mr.

Later, he left home and came to the Twelve Caves, and once became famous in the Twelve Caves because of his hard work and self-control.

But when the girl's soft lips fell on his lips, Feng Chenghan closed his eyes.

His soul seemed to be split in two, and one half reminded him piercingly.

She is no longer the fellow Daoist Jin whom he first met in Lotus Pond. She is now his elder and his wife.

He can't ignore the morality of human beings.

But the other half drove him to take advantage of the danger and respond subconsciously.

Feng Chenghan actually didn't know how to do it, so he groped and supported her waist.

Good, this is a good start.

As long as Feng Chenghan doesn't resist, otherwise she will have a sense of dislocation that is forcing him, and Jin Xianyu let out a long sigh of relief with a feverish face.

Looking at her palm, Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, only then did she realize that she was trembling.

Speaking of nervousness, she was actually not much better than Feng Chenghan.

Feng Chenghan is worthy of being a genius who became famous as a teenager, and quickly figured out his own path.

Just like learning swordsmanship at the beginning, he followed his instincts, kept a straight eye, fast but not floating, scattered but not chaotic.

The young man in the heavy snow was too focused on his practice. When he came back to his senses, his dark hair and shoulders were covered with thick layers of snow, almost turning into a snowman. And now that patience and focus is being used on her. When he came back to his senses, Jin Xianyu blushed so red that he could almost fry an egg.

"Master."

"Master."

Every whisper in a low voice seemed to turn into a soft whip, whipping himself like a masochist.

Hot, possessive, struggling.

He was embarrassed, his black hair was scattered, the blindfolded white cloth hung in front of his eyes, and his lips were moist and moist.

Jin Xianyu didn't want him to see his embarrassed appearance, so he raised his arm and helped him re-tie it, his fingertips kept shaking.

After all, being pressed under the body is not very convenient.

Jin Xianyu's eyes widened, her ankle was grabbed, Feng Chenghan's hesitant voice sounded in his ears, he groped and sent a very light kiss under her earlobe.

"Because I've wanted to do this for a long time, Mistress."

He was sinking awake.