Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder She Wants to Be a Vicious Female Supporting Role

In the early morning, sunlight shines into the room through the window, illuminating the tranquility.

Lan Xin slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes, her vision gradually clearing. She caught a glimpse of Fang Xing lying half-naked, his clothes disheveled, on the couch, and a wave of disgust welled up in her heart.

She didn't want to look at it any longer and quickly looked away, as if the disgusting scene would defile her eyes.

Then, Lan Xin turned to Tuanzi beside her and said:

"Tuanzi, throw this guy onto the bed."

Tuanzi nodded obediently. It shared the same thoughts with its owner, and naturally it didn't like people its owner didn't like.

Tuanzi effortlessly controlled Fang Xing's body with his telekinesis, and then threw him directly onto the bed.

Just as Tuanzi finished his task, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Boom boom..."

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

A maid asked softly.

Lan Xin heard this, and replied with a slight smile:

"Come in." Her voice was as calm as water, without any ripples.

After getting permission, the maid gently pushed open the door and she walked into the room with her head lowered and her eyes submissive.

The person who came was Xiaolu, another personal maid of the original body. In the original plot, Xiaolu died a tragic death just like the original body. She was strangled to death with a hemp rope when she was out looking for food for the original body.

"Xiaolu, where's Xiaohuan? Why didn't you come over to serve us?"

Lan Xin took the hot and wet towel from Xiaolu and wiped her face and hands before handing it back to Xiaolu.

"Madam, Miss Xiaohuan said she is going to prepare a gift for you to pay your respects to the old lady later."

Xiaolu took the towel handed to her by Lan Xin and answered respectfully.

"She's quite capable of making her own decisions. Xiaolu, please call me Miss from now on."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiaolu didn't ask any more questions. In her eyes, whatever the lady said was what it was, and they just had to obey as servants.

Lan Xin looked at the little maid in front of her with satisfaction. She liked people who would absolutely obey their master's orders without asking any further questions.

Lan Xin sat in front of the dressing mirror, and Xiao Lu was doing her makeup behind her.

Lan Xin looked at the face in the mirror, which was about 50% similar to her. Lan Xin looked like her father Lan Xichen, so naturally she would not be bad.

Even if she is a mortal, she is still a great beauty. The person in the mirror has an oval face, a small and high nose bridge, a cherry mouth, willow-shaped eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, a gaze as clear as water, and a gentle temperament with an ethereal air.

No wonder Fang Xing, that damn scumbag, didn't like the original body and always used the original owner to satisfy his sexual desires. Fang Min was even more defensive but couldn't prevent it, and in the end he viciously disfigured the original owner.

Seeing that Xiaolu had finished her makeup, Lan Xin turned around and told her, "Xiaolu, go find Xiaohuan!"

"Yes, Miss." Xiaolu went out after hearing that. After a while, the footsteps of a maid were heard.

"Miss, you are looking for me." Xiaohuan walked in and looked at Lan Xin. She didn't dare to be rude anymore and bowed respectfully.

"Well, go wake up Fang Xing."

After Lan Xin finished speaking, she turned around and went to the front hall to eat without caring about Xiaohuan's reaction. Doesn't Fang Min regard Fang Xing as her own property?

She pushed this group of scumbags and bitches together and watched them fight each other, with a mouth full of fur. Life was too boring, and she had to learn to entertain herself.

............

Xiao Huan stared at Lan Xin's back with resentful eyes, turned around and walked into the inner room, seeing Fang Xing lying half-naked on the bed. She blushed and gently pushed Fang Xing, pinching her throat and pretending to be soft and delicate,

"Uncle, wake up!"

Fang Xing opened his eyes and looked at his condition, thinking:

[Did he sleep with Lan Xin? ]

Then, seeing Xiao Huan staring at him, he pulled her over and hugged her in his arms. He put his hands into Xiao Huan's breasts and rubbed them hard twice, then asked her, "Where is your daughter?"

"Oh, that's annoying. The young lady has gone to the front hall. Let me help you get up."

Xiaohuan looked at Fang Xing shyly.