[Comprehensive Water Margin] Female supporting role is not bad

In the Song Dynasty, the wife was equivalent to the wife, but it was just a different title.

Ni Xi shook his head, lowered his eyebrows and crossed his hands in salute to the big man, "Brother, you are joking, the slave is just working as a servant in the professor's house. Dare I ask you?"

This big man looked real to her, she had never seen it before.

The rough-clothed man scratched his head. He really didn't understand that this little lady was beautiful and charming, and she was well-behaved. She was a talented woman who matched Professor Wu, but she insisted on saying that she was just a servant.

Compared with the lazy and wicked woman in my family, it's a world of difference.

But that's not what he was going to say.

"I am a farmer in Baozheng Zhuangzi. The professor had a drink with Baozheng in Baozheng Zhuangzi. He couldn't drink enough. Baozheng asked me to send the professor home."

Ni Xi was taken aback, she had known this scholar for a while, but she had never said that this scholar had any friends, let alone met him.

There are two Baozhengs in Dongxi Village and Xixi Village, she couldn't help asking curiously: "Which Baozheng is it?"

"You don't even know this?" The rough-clothed man gave Ni Xi a weird look.

Ni Xi replied helplessly: "The slave family has not been in Yuncheng for a long time, and the ignorance made the elder brother laugh, and I trouble the elder brother to inform the slave."

She really didn't know that this bamboo house was relatively secluded. Since coming here, Ni Xi hadn't had too much contact with outsiders, and lived a peaceful life at two o'clock and one line every day. She didn't know the structure of the nearby personnel at all.

The burly man in rough clothes expressed his understanding after hearing this. He raised his head and introduced proudly: "Of course it is Chao Baozheng from Dongxi Village. Baozheng and the professor are like brothers. They are loyal to others and value love and righteousness..."

It turned out that the Bao that the rough-clothed man was talking about was exactly Chao Baozheng. Although he had never seen him before, the big village that Wang Po brought him to Dongxi Village that day belonged to him, and Ni Xi had a clue in his heart.

Seeing that the big man tended to talk more and more, Ni Xi had to interrupt him, "Brother, can you help the slave to help the professor into the house?"

Only then did the rough-clothed man remember the business, grinned embarrassedly, "Little lady is not strong enough, let me do it."

Ni Xi took a look at his thin arms and legs, he was not as thick as the big man in rough clothes, which seemed to fit the image of "lack of strength", so he let the big man in rough clothes support Wu Yong alone.

However, Wu Yong's wine taste is quite good. After he was drunk, he looked extraordinarily quiet. A strong smell of alcohol.

Ni Xi frowned delicately, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, the smell of alcohol was too strong, and I don't know how much this scholar drank.

Putting Wu Yong on the bed, Ni Xi thanked the big man, and the rough-clothed man left straight away.

Ni Xi fetched some cold water from a wooden basin from the kitchen, soaked it with a towel, then wrung it slightly and applied it on Wu Yong's forehead.

It was the first time that the two of them were so close, even though Ni Xi was used to all kinds of beautiful men in modern times, she couldn't help but admire Wu Yong for being so handsome.

He was already very handsome, with a high bridge of nose, eyebrows flying into his temples, and he was as graceful as the bright moon and the breeze.At this moment, his handsome face was slightly drunk, his usual deep eyes looked misty and misty, and a strand of hair was falling loosely on his forehead, which lost his original calm and calm temperament, and on the contrary, there was more aura of abstinence that made people want to stop.

Man.

"Water..." Wu Yong murmured, he licked his chapped lips, feeling that his whole body was unbearably hot.

After hearing this, Ni Xi hurried to the main hall to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Wu Yong, but Wu Yong was lying down, and the water overflowed from his thin lips as soon as he was fed.

There was no other way, Ni Xi had no choice but to put his arm on her thin shoulder, hug Wu Yong by the waist, gritted his silver teeth and helped Wu Yong up and half leaned on the couch.

It was midsummer, and both of them were wearing thin clothes, and Ni Xi only wore a light yellow singlet. With their bodies pressed together, Wu Yong could clearly feel the strong muscles inside through Wu Yong's thin clothes, with The warm masculine breath made Ni Xi's pretty face flush red.

I didn't think so much before, but at this time Wu Yongxiu's handsome face was in a trance, his eyes were blurred, he was probably drunk, the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, the cup shook left and right, and more than half of the tea in it overflowed Come.

Ni Xi had no choice but to lean down and get close to Wu Yong, took the cup of tea in his hand with a white wrist, and fed it gently into Wu Yong's mouth.

Wu Yong took a sip subconsciously, then stopped his mouth suddenly, and fixedly looked at Ni Xi with his deep eyes, which were long and distant.

A strand of hair was hanging down his forehead, half of his face was covered by the shadow of the green gauze bed curtain, but this man was still handsome and charming.

Ni Xi's heart beat suddenly faster at this moment.

Just when Ni Xi thought Wu Yong was suddenly sober, he said, "Hot..."

The voice is low, hoarse and dissolute after drinking, with a trembling ending, lazy and seductive.

Ni Xi took a step back unconsciously, and lightly covered her chest with her jade hands, only feeling that the heart didn't belong to her anymore, and it was beating so fast.

She glanced at Wu Yong secretly, for fear that he would find out that something was wrong with her just now, but she couldn't laugh or cry when she passed her glance.

This scholar is not sober, he is clearly still drunk, his eyes look cold and energetic, but when you look carefully, your eyes are stagnant, and the pupils are blurred as if they are out of focus. Even the soul doesn't know where it went.

If you don't look carefully, you will be deceived even yourself.

"hot……"

Seeing that Ni Xi didn't respond, Wu Yong's brows drooped slightly, as if he was disappointed or complained.

He said the tea was hot, but she obviously tested the temperature when pouring it just now, how could it still be hot.

Ni Xi half-believingly picked up the tea, took a sip, and said to Wu Yong, "It's not hot." The temperature of the water is just right.

After Wu Yong was drunk, he seemed to be a different person. He still looked at Ni Xi so firmly, his eyes were heavy, and his tone was stubborn and unquestionable.

"hot!"

"Okay, okay," it's really her enemy, Ni Xi has no choice but to blow on the tea in the cup before handing it to Wu Yong.

"It's not hot now, drink it quickly."

Only then did Wu Yong reluctantly agree, frowning and drinking in his mouth, with a look of reluctance.

Ni Xi curled her lips while watching, and while he was drunk, stretched out her slender fingers to poke Wu Yong's cheek, and did not stop until she saw a red mark on it successfully.

This guy is too hateful, and I don't know what I owed him in my previous life.

When they first met, they satirized themselves with words. It's okay if they don't get drunk on weekdays. They can be regarded as gentle and polite, but when they are drunk, their nature is exposed again.I was busy feeding water to this guy's mouth, but I still dislike it.

After drinking the water, Ni Xi took a lot of effort to lie down with Wu Yong's arms, then changed the towel and wrung it dry, and put it on Wu Yong's forehead again, before he completely relaxed.

Ni Xi tucked the quilt for him, and when he was about to turn around and go to work elsewhere, he suddenly saw his lips move slightly out of the corner of his eye, as if he was saying something.

She thought that Wu Yong wanted to tell him something, but she couldn't hear it clearly from too far away, so she moved her ear close to listen, and the pinna was facing Wu Yong's lips, with a numb breath.

His voice was weak and small, and he murmured to himself: "Ande Changhe's big wings gave birth to my body like a cloud, and I rode the wind to stir up the heaven and earth..."

Before Ni Xi could understand the meaning, she saw him turn over, and the muffled voice came to her ears intermittently.

"In the coming year... my flowers, after my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers, kill..."

After hearing this, Ni Xi trembled involuntarily, and soon his face returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Glancing at Wu Yong, who had already fallen asleep, she sighed heavily.