Once you become a female supporting role, you will be killed by the devil

Chapter 183

Like a docile and adorable kitten, Bi Yaoyao shuffled lightly behind him. She tiptoed slightly and gently wrapped her delicate, soft arms around Ming's broad, strong back. She hugged him tightly, pouring all her strength into him. She gently pressed her cheek against his back, feeling his warmth, hoping that through this intimate contact, he would feel the care and concern she truly felt.

At this moment, Bi Yaoyao used all her strength to embrace the seemingly melancholic man before her. She wished she could give him all her warmth and dispel the haze that enveloped his heart. She closed her eyes tightly, silently praying: May my embrace be his safe haven, may the warmth I offer ignite the courage to regain his spirit...

At this moment, A Ming seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, but Bi Yaoyao stood firmly beside him, giving him a little comfort and strength with her arms.

"Ayao..."

A Ming's low and magnetic voice sounded in Bi Yaoyao's ears, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

"Um?"

Bi Yaoyao raised her head, her beautiful eyes gazing at A Ming's handsome but slightly sad face, her eyes full of concern and heartache.

“It’s great to have you…”

These four simple words, like the warmest spring breeze, gently brushed through Bi Yaoyao's heart.

She was slightly stunned, as if she had not expected A Ming to suddenly say such a thing.

But soon, an indescribable joy surged in her heart, making her involuntarily hug A Ming tighter in her arms.

A Ming felt Bi Yaoyao's actions and was moved.

He no longer hesitated and hugged Bi Yaoyao's soft body tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his own body.

The two of them hugged each other quietly, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the only sounds in the world were their breathing and heartbeats.

At this moment, the words spoken by the two people during their conversation floated gently into the yard as if blown quietly by a breeze, and accurately reached the ears of the other two people standing in the yard.

I only heard one of them smacking his lips and making a series of "tsk tsk tsk" sounds, his words were full of surprise and curiosity.

"Oh my, this is so unexpected! It turns out that Bi Yaoyao actually has such a secret love story! And it seems like they were quite affectionate back then!"

His tone rose slightly, and he seemed very excited and interested in this new discovery.

Lu Yan shook his head slowly, the expression on his face was hard to read. It was unclear whether it was pure envy or mixed with other more complicated emotions.

However, Fang Congyi, who was standing beside him, could keenly sense a hint of longing in the depths of his eyes.

Fang Cong raised his mouth slightly and said in a playful tone:

"What? You're so young, could it be that you've already started thinking about following the example of the elders and finding a Taoist companion?"

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth in a smile, and then deliberately raised his eyebrows. The action was frivolous and a bit cunning, like a fox testing its prey, as if he wanted to further peek into Lu Yan's true thoughts deep in his heart through his calm face.

At this moment, Fang Congyi stared at Lu Yan in front of him, looking him up and down. After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"Looking at your appearance, you are quite handsome and dignified! And I heard that you are the direct disciple of the famous Gudu Sect's leader. With such outstanding conditions, I am sure there will be many women out there who are deeply attracted to you and pursue you diligently, right?"

When saying this, there was a hint of sarcasm in Fang Congyi's tone, which made people laugh.

Time seemed to freeze, one second, two seconds, three seconds... After a long wait, the only response to the questioner was the chirping of cicadas in the silent night.

"Tsk, are you shy already?" A slightly teasing voice broke the silence.

"Young man, you are really shameless!" As the words fell, the air around them seemed to become a little awkward.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything! Oh my, how can this boy be so thin-skinned? Like a piece of paper, he turns red at the slightest touch! If this continues, what will happen in the future?"

As Fang Cong spoke, he gestured with his hands, and an expression of disappointment appeared on his face.

After saying that, she turned her head to look in the direction of Lu Yan, expecting to see his reaction.

However, what surprised her was that Lu Yan was still standing there like a sculpture, motionless.

His tall and straight figure seemed to blend into the surrounding environment. Only the slight sway caused by the breeze blowing through the corners of his clothes could make people realize that he was not a real still life.