Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui asked aggrievedly, "Don't you like the way I look?"

Jiang Wuqi immediately replied: "Pindao likes your appearance, but he doesn't want to be seen by others."

The grievance on Feng Rugui's face didn't fade in the slightest, and he bit his lip again, before asking: "So what if others saw it?"

"Being seen by others, the poor will feel uncomfortable." Jiang Wuqi grabbed Feng Rugui's hand and put it to his heart, "My heart is so stuffy, I want to hide you, not letting others even a hair Peep."

"Is this drinking vinegar?" Feng Rugui joyfully hugged Jiang Wuqi's waist, his eyes brightened, "Wuqi, you're drinking vinegar for me."

"Sipping vinegar? Is this what it's like to drink vinegar?" Jiang Wuqi's brows and eyes were full of confusion, seeing Feng Rugui nodding repeatedly, he smiled and said, "Pin Dao made vinegar for you."

Feng Rugui pulled Jiang Wuqi's hand, made him bow down, and then whispered to his ear, coaxingly: "You're jealous for me, is it because you like me?"

Jiang Wuqi replied frankly: "As home, Pindao is so happy with you that he doesn't even want this life. Therefore, in front of Pindao, you can do whatever you want. You don't have to wrong yourself, and you don't have to suppress yourself."

Jiang Wuqi said that because he just asked Jiang Wuqi if his body was very ugly.

Facing Jiang Wuqi, he has no self-confidence at all, sometimes he will feel uneasy, and sometimes he will feel apprehensive and humble.

Maybe I have never walked out of the shadow cast by my father?

My father once said that Duanxiu will definitely not end well, if he cannot repent in time, he will have to go to hell to redeem his sins.

On the surface, he was very brave, even if he was forced to die, he refused to follow his father's wishes, marry wives and concubines, and have children.

But in his heart, he was always influenced by his father's words.

He is dead and has become Feng Rugui, but in fact he has always been the child forced to death by his father, right?

——The father's child, who has always been controlled by the father, has never grown into a full-fledged adult.

He buried his head in Jiang Wuqi's heart, covered Jiang Wuqi's back with his hands, and rubbed the firm back recklessly.

At the same time, he desperately absorbed Jiang Wuqi's body temperature, and secretly made up his mind that he could no longer be his father's child, and his father's words would not affect him in the slightest.

He is Feng Rugui, the Feng Rugui that Jiang Wuqi likes.

He is Feng Rugui, and he likes Jiang Wuqi's Feng Rugui.

The father who forced him to death is already in another life and has nothing to do with him.

Jiang Wuqi was rubbed against Feng Rugui's back, his body couldn't help but feel hot, and he recited the Concentration and Tranquility formula several times before he said, "Aren't you hungry?"

Feng Rugui raised his head, his eyes were slightly moist, he took the initiative to kiss Jiang Wuqi's lips, and said coquettishly, "Wuqi, I'm so hungry."

Jiang Wuqi caressed Feng Rugui's tender eyes, and replied softly, "Rugui, let's go downstairs for dinner."

Unexpectedly, Feng Rugui flatly refused: "No, you kiss me first, and then I will go downstairs to have dinner with you."

Jiang Wuqi lowered his head, barely touching Feng Rugui's lips, and Feng Rugui had already raised his hand to hook the back of his neck.

With lips and teeth intertwined, Feng Rugui put his right hand into Jiang Wuqi's back, and rubbed his back without hindrance.

But soon, his waist was softened by the kiss again, where he still had the strength to play tricks on Jiang Wuqi, but the inside of his mouth was licked by Jiang Wuqi's tongue as if it was on fire, it was unbearable but intoxicating.

Seeing that Feng Rugui was struggling to breathe, Jiang Wuqi finally let go of Feng Rugui, but Feng Rugui said intermittently: "Kiss...I... Wuqi...kiss me..."

Is Feng Rugui so addicted to his own kiss?

Jiang Wuqi felt sweet in his heart, he gave Feng Rugui a little bit of effort to calm down, and then kissed Feng Rugui again.

For Yu Feng Rugui, the moment he kissed Jiang Wuqi was the moment when he felt most at ease. He was able to groan freely, to belittle Jiang Wuqi freely, and his father's slanderous words could no longer invade his brain.

Jiang Wuqi heard Feng Rugui's low moans and saw Feng Rugui's eyelashes trembling slightly, so he couldn't help kissing and kissing, and it took a long time before he let go of Feng Rugui's lips and teeth.

Feng Rugui's eyes were bleary, one hand was barely hooked on the back of Jiang Wuqi's neck, the other hand was hanging powerlessly by his side, and Jiang Wuqi was hooped around his waist.

He stared at Jiang Wuqi, and when his breathing calmed down, he curled his lips into a light smile: "How does it feel to kiss me?"

Jiang Wuqi didn't know how to phrase it to match his own feelings, and after thinking hard for a while, he said, "It's like climbing into a fairyland."

Feng Rugui was a little surprised, he raised his head and kissed Jiang Wuqi's ascetic and serious eyebrows, Shi Shiran said: "It's ridiculous."

Jiang Wuqi denied it flatly: "It's not a false praise, Pindao is telling the truth about his feelings."

This Jiang Wuqi's unintentional teasing was really unbearable, Feng Rugui's face blushed, his fingers grabbed a little of Jiang Wuqi's lapel: "What I just said was a humble speech."

"I see." Jiang Wuqi smiled, "Then let's go downstairs."

"En." Feng Rugui rolled up his hair, and led Jiang Wuqi's men upstairs.

After Youshi, there were not many diners in the lobby, so the second brother warmly welcomed the two of them to a free table and asked, "What do the two guests want to use?"

Feng Rugui likes to eat meat, so he ordered braised trotter with rock sugar, braised pork with preserved vegetables, and stewed fish with tofu.

Jiang Wuqi ordered vegetarian chicken with mushrooms and chrysanthemum salad.

Before even a single dish was served, Feng Rugui was very bored, so he grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand to play with, then lowered his head, kissed the sword cocoon and said, "Did you work hard when you practiced sword?"

Jiang Wuqi shook his head indifferently and said: "Pindao doesn't think it's hard work, since he was a child he practiced with his master, so he should practice his sword well. Sometimes, he has to practice for seven or eight hours a day. , but so what, people should work hard to overcome their own weaknesses in this world, otherwise, this short life will end up being muddled and nothing will be achieved."

This is the Jiang Wuqi that he likes, with a firm will, as before.

I asked Jiang Wuqi if he was working hard, but he underestimated Jiang Wuqi.

He sensed the roughness of the sword cocoon with the tip of his tongue, and said vaguely: "Wuqi, I'm sorry."

"Where can you feel sorry for the poor Taoist?" Jiang Wuqi was full of doubts, and then said nervously, "Could it be that you have empathized with someone else?"

Feng Rugui couldn't help laughing for a while, then looked into Jiang Wuqi's eyes, and said word by word: "Only you are different, if I had never met you, maybe I would never be tempted by anyone in my whole life, Wuqi, there is no one in the world who can replace you."

Jiang Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief, and explained with a sigh of relief: "I know that you are not a person who can't bear hardships, but I asked you whether it was very hard when you practiced the sword. I felt that I underestimated you, so I asked you You apologize."

Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's forehead lightly and said, "You asked if it was hard work for the poor, obviously you care about the poor, why do you think you underestimate the poor?"

"Well, I know I was wrong." Feng Rugui smiled narrowly, "In order to make up for the mistake I made just now, you are not allowed to touch the bamboo chopsticks later, let me feed you."

Jiang Wuqi couldn't refuse Feng Rugui, and sweetly agreed, "All right."

While the two were talking, the two effortless dishes of vegetarian chicken with mushrooms and chrysanthemum salad were served on the table.

Feng Rugui picked up the bamboo chopsticks and asked with a smile, "Which one do you want to eat first?"

Jiang Wuqi replied, "Let's go for the vegetarian chicken with mushrooms."

Feng Rugui picked up a piece of vegetarian chicken, but he didn't feed it to Jiang Wuqi, but put it into his own mouth.

He held the vegetarian chicken halfway between his teeth, and leaned closer to Jiang Wuqi's lips.

Jiang Wuqi understood, bit the other end of the vegetarian chicken, the two looked at each other, and ate slowly, and when the vegetarian chicken was taken into their stomachs, their lips were stuck together.

The two of them ate a plate of vegetarian chicken in this way. During the period, the little brother who brought the meat with preserved vegetables and stewed fish with tofu was so surprised that his face was red.

The youngest brother has not married a wife yet, seeing a pair of Bi people kissing in front of him, he even forgot to say the word "slow use", and ran to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Feng Rugui couldn't help laughing, he changed to a pair of bamboo chopsticks and tasted braised fish with preserved vegetables and tofu, and then used the original bamboo chopsticks to hold chrysanthemum vegetables and Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi opened his mouth to eat the chrysanthemum on the tip of the bamboo chopsticks, but the chrysanthemum backed away a little, and then stroked his lips before it was obediently put into his mouth.

It was clear that Feng Rugui was at fault, but Feng Rugui pretended to be surprised and said: "Wuqi, you are not a three-year-old child, but you just ate a mouthful of chrysanthemum, how come your lips are full of oily stars?"

Jiang Wuqi said helplessly, "Isn't it because of you that you are at home?"

"That's not true." Feng Rugui said pitifully and timidly, "Don't blame me."

Jiang Wuqi had no choice but to compromise and said: "It's all the fault of the poor, and his lips are full of oily stars."

Feng Rugui changed his posture again in a blink of an eye, and said condescendingly: "Since it's your fault, the rest of the chrysanthemum on this plate belongs to me."

Jiang Wuqi said with a good temper: "If it's yours, it's yours."

Feng Rugui devoured a plate of chrysanthemum vegetables with great gusto, and ate half of the meat with preserved vegetables and braised fish with tofu, before he called his second brother to order a bowl of vegetable soup and rice for Jiang Wuqi.

When the vegetable soup and rice came out, Feng Rugui obediently scooped it up with a spoon, and brought it to Jiang Wuqi's lips one by one.

This time, he didn't bully Jiang Wuqi again, after feeding Jiang Wuqi a bowl of vegetable soup and rice, he took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped Jiang Wuqi's lips that he was so fascinated by clean.

After that, he went to eat his stewed fish with tofu. After a plate of stewed fish with tofu was eaten, the braised pork elbow with rock sugar was long overdue.

He was too lazy to move the bamboo chopsticks by himself, so he lay down on Jiang Wuqi's lap, staring at Jiang Wuqi with burning eyes and said: "Wuqi, feed me."

The braised pork knuckle with rock sugar was so cooked and rotten that a piece of meat fell off when it was gently divided with a bamboo chopstick.

Jiang Wuqi picked up a small piece of braised elbow with rock sugar before he was about to feed it, but Feng Rugui deliberately refused to open his mouth.

Jiang Wuqi wondered, "Don't you eat?"

"Kiss me first." Feng Rugui suppressed his craving for braised pork knuckle with rock sugar, "Otherwise, I won't eat it."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi kissed her like returning home, this kiss was like the fluttering of butterfly wings, as gentle as water.

Feng Rugui hugged Jiang Wuqi and kissed him for a while, then opened his mouth to let Jiang Wuqi feed him the braised elbow with rock sugar.

This braised elbow with rock sugar melts in your mouth, slightly sweet and soft.

Feng Rugui took a bite and urged Jiang Wuqi to feed him.

Jiang Wuqi was afraid that Feng Rugui would choke on this posture, so he divided the braised elbow with rock sugar into small pieces and put them into Feng Rugui's mouth.

After Feng Rugui had eaten all the braised elbows in rock sugar, Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand to cover Feng Rugui's thin waist, and sighed, "It would be great if you could gain weight."