Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui happened to be dreaming, and suddenly Jiang Wuqi's voice came to his ears, and he called vaguely: "Wuqi..."

His right hand was still hooked to Jiang Wuqi's little finger, and he instinctively climbed up along this little finger, like a climbing sapling. Finally, he sneaked into Jiang Wuqi's skirt, obsessively rubbing the tough texture, while he His left hand fumbled wildly.

Under Feng Rugui's teasing, Jiang Wuqi's upper body's deluo became messy, he didn't move to restrain Feng Rugui's hands, but said softly: "Rugui, the sky is going to be dark."

What does it have to do with me whether it is dark or not?

Feng Rugui slightly opened his eyes, leaned up, and rubbed Jiang Wuqi's lips, and his chaotic mind finally became clear.

He took another bite on Jiang Wuqi's heart through layers of clothing material, before going to get dressed.

Jiang Wuqi took the middle coat and outer shirt from him, put them on for him, then squatted down, and put on peacock thread beads and hibiscus soft-soled shoes for him.

Feng Rugui yawned lazily, stood up, and reached out to straighten Jiang Wuqi's skirt.

Seeing that Feng Rugui was sleepy, Jiang Wuqi said guiltily, "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"It turned out to be me..." You woke me up, Feng Rugui suppressed the words that had squeezed into his throat, and then made a look of aggrieved, "Wuqi, you bullied me."

Jiang Wuqi suddenly became at a loss, but he couldn't see that Feng Rugui's eyeballs were rolling slowly, obviously with malicious intentions.

Feng Rugui stretched out his hand to embrace Jiang Wuqi's neck, and then whispered in Jiang Wuqi's ear, "You can buy egg-filled biscuits and eat them with me later."

Jiang Wuqi heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately responded, "All right."

Feng Rugui went to wash himself, after washing, put some powder on, put on a cloud bun, put on a pearl hairpin, and went to another room with Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi flicked the dust, and the ghostly aura attached to it came out leisurely.

Seeing the two of them, the ghastly aura said in surprise and joy: "Could it be that we have already arrived in the capital?"

Jiang Wuqi nodded and said: "We have indeed arrived in the capital, where should we go to find Qingxi?"

The ghostly spirit pondered for a long time before answering: "Qing Xi was the only son of Prime Minister Chen at that time, and I don't know what's going on now."

Jiang Wuqi suggested: "Then let's go to the prime minister's residence first."

Feng Rugui was originally leaning lazily on Jiang Wuqi's body, and when he looked up, he saw people crowded under the inn, so he straightened up, spread his left palm and said, "Hide it on top of my left palm first, lest you accidentally touch it." If you touch others, they will be corroded by Yin Qi."

The wisp of ghostly spirit refused and said: "If you do this, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Feng Rugui pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Your little ghostly aura can't hurt me, so you don't need to worry."

The ghostly aura hesitated, seeing Feng Rugui's expression relaxed, he finally tentatively touched Feng Rugui's palm.

Feng Rugui urged: "Hurry up, don't delay the search for Chen Qingxi."

As soon as Feng Rugui heard Feng Rugui mentioned Chen Qingxi, the ghost energy fell into Feng Rugui's palm.

As Feng Rugui said, this little ghost energy can't hurt him at all, but coldness is inevitable.

Feng Rugui couldn't help inserting the five fingers of his right hand into Jiang Wuqi's fingers one by one, and rubbed them gently to absorb the warmth.

Afterwards, the two had a little dinner before leaving the inn.

A little bit of smoke wrapped around the tip of Feng Rugui's left finger, which was inconspicuous due to the cover of the night.

The two of them followed the guidance of the ghostly aura to the original prime minister's mansion. The gate of this mansion looks magnificent, and the plaque hanging above shows that this place has become the mansion of General Zhen Guo.

Jiang Wuqi reached out and knocked on the door, the steward who came to answer the door saw the two of them, and asked politely, "What are you two doing?"

Feng Rugui asked straight to the point: "May I ask that your residence was Prime Minister Chen's residence before?"

Seeing the steward nodding his head, Feng Rugui asked again: "May I ask where Prime Minister Chen is now?"

The steward shook his head and said, "How does this old man know? Prime Minister Chen retired and returned to his hometown more than [-] years ago. Prime Minister Chen was born in Longxian City. Why don't you just inquire about it?"

——Longxian City is about [-] miles away from the capital city, which is a completely different direction from Tanyun Mountain.

Feng Rugui asked three times: "Does the old man know the whereabouts of Chen Qingxi, the son of Prime Minister Chen's family?"

The steward replied: "When I was young, there were rumors that Mr. Chen had an affair with the accountant in the prime minister's mansion. At that time, I didn't believe it. After all, Mr. Chen got married within a month after the rumor spread. Three years later, Mr. Chen Young master high school champion, now he is the governor of the capital."

Hearing this, Feng Rugui subconsciously glanced at his left palm before thanking the steward.

The two went to the hiding place, Feng Rugui spread his palms, and asked the ghostly air: "Chen Qingxi is married, do you still want to see him?"

"Whether or not I want to see Qing Xi is my own business, and it has nothing to do with whether Qing Xi has forgotten me or whether Qing Xi has gotten married." The ghostly smile said wryly, "But after hearing that Qing Xi got married, I feel a little unhappy after all. , but... But it turned out that I was not good enough for Qingxi. As Chen Chengxiang said, I delayed Qingxi's future and shamelessly seduced Qingxi to elope with me. Qingxi's willingness to elope with me was already given to me by him. The greatest gift, I shouldn't ask for too much, should I?"

Jiang Wuqi frowned and said compassionately: "You are already a ghost, he is still in the world, you are already human and ghosts, so why are you obsessed with him, why don't you just fulfill your wish sooner and be reincarnated."

"Taoist Master, what you said is right." The ghostly spirit said firmly, "I don't have time to say goodbye to Qingxi before I die. I want to see Qingxi, say goodbye to him, and then go back to the underworld to reincarnate."

Therefore, they diverted to the Yin's Mansion of the capital, Feng Rugui turned over and entered the mansion, hiding behind a rockery, from a distance they saw a man in official uniform drinking in the gazebo, there was no one around.

It's the severe cold season, even though it hasn't snowed, but the wind blows from all sides of the gazebo, I don't know what he's doing sitting there?

In the next moment, Feng Rugui heard the ghostly aura in his palm call out in a low voice: "Qingxi..."

Yes, this is his Qingxi. Even though her appearance has changed and wrinkles have appeared, he can recognize his Qingxi at a glance, as if she has seen Qingxi grow older bit by bit.

In an instant, he forgot that his Qingxi was a husband and father, and that he was a ghost, and was about to throw himself into Chen Qingxi's arms.

But before he took any action, he saw a beautiful woman coming in a hurry. The beautiful woman walked to Chen Qingxi's side and whispered in her intimate gesture.

Is this Qing Xi's wife?I think she must have been a beauty who taught people to forget the vulgarity when she was young.

Then, he saw Chen Qingxi standing up, the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground, the splashed wine wet the hem of his official uniform, and then, Chen Qingxi went out with that beautiful woman.

He didn't know what happened, seeing no one around, he took the opportunity to get out of Feng Rugui's palm, and wanted to touch the wine cup, such a simple wish, but he couldn't.

He turned out of his original shape again, and it was impossible to touch the wine cup again, his fingers passed through the broken wine cup without feeling.

If only he was still alive, he could feel the wine cup and the coolness on the wine cup, and he could feel the remaining temperature left by the edge of the wine cup.

His Qingxi...

He looked around in a daze, not knowing what to do?

After a while, Feng Rugui walked in front of him and said, "Chen Qingxi just received the news of his father's death. He is about to return home, do you want to go with him?"

"No need," he heard himself say.

He and Qing Xi have already separated Yin and Yang, Qing Xi's wife, and Qing Xi's many children, what will he do together?

He thanked Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi: "I'm going back to the underworld right now, thank you for allowing me to meet Qingxi."

After he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Wuqi say: "Don't regret it, you will never see Chen Qingxi again when you go to the underworld."

Feng Rugui urged: "You have met Chen Qingxi, maybe you have no regrets in your heart, but Chen Qingxi has never met you, do you know if he has any regrets?"

He hesitated and asked, "Does Qing Xi want to see me?"

Feng Rugui smiled and said: "He never told you that he doesn't want to see you, why are you timid?"

While they were talking, Chen Qingxi had already written the memorial to present to His Majesty, and boarded the carriage to return home for the funeral.

At first, Chen Qingxi didn't realize that another carriage was following him not too far away.

Every night, that wisp of ghostly aura accompanied Chen Qingxi in the dark, and during the day, he hid in Jiang Wuqi's whisk.

The days passed day by day, and it was the seventh day.

The coachman was driving, while Feng Rugui was in Jiang Wuqi's arms, playing with Jiang Wuqi's left fingers, sometimes swallowing, sometimes nibbling, sometimes sucking.

Jiang Wuqi stroked Feng Rugui's back with his free right hand, without saying a word.

Suddenly, there was a very bumpy place, Feng Rugui originally held the fingertip of Jiang Wuqi's ring finger, but under the bump, the ring finger completely sank into his mouth.

He was caught off guard, and his eyes turned red immediately, causing Jiang Wuqi to immediately pull the ring finger out of his mouth, and said distressedly: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." It's just that the inner wall of the mouth was scratched heavily, and the pain was only slight. It wasn't the pain that made the end of his eyes red, but the itching that arose from the pain.

He stared at Jiang Wuqi's dripping ring finger, raised his head and demanded: "You hurt me just now, as compensation, hurry up and kiss me."

Jiang Wuqi then lowered his head and kissed Feng Rugui's lips, the four lips met, and his hands involuntarily groped for Feng Rugui's body.

It's inconvenient to be in the carriage, the two of them haven't hugged each other to sleep for seven days.

Feng Rugui loosened his lips and teeth, letting Jiang Wuqi intrude, the feeling of kissing in the carriage was different from other places.

He heard the rattling of horseshoes and the whistling north wind, but in the end, all his five senses were focused on the part of him that was in contact with Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi's lips and tongue, Jiang Wuqi's hand, just touch him a little, and the severe cold that seeps from his bones will recede neatly.

But it was the sound of the horse's hooves and the sound of the north wind that inevitably gave him the illusion that he was making out with Jiang Wuqi in broad daylight.

He couldn't help feeling shy, but due to the constant bumps of the carriage, he and Jiang Wuqi got closer and closer, and the thing under him also touched one place, rubbing against each other with the bumps.

Boldly, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wuqi, but Jiang Wuqi still had that ascetic expression.

But under these ascetic eyebrows, Jiang Wuqi's tongue swept his mouth, and Jiang Wuqi's hands clasped his waist.

This kind of contradiction made him want to make his ascetic eyebrows and eyes stained with thoughts, making him crazy.

With this thought, he immediately blamed himself, Jiang Wuqi hadn't returned to vulgarity yet, and they were still in the carriage, this thought was really inappropriate.

At this moment, Jiang Wuqi loosened his lips and teeth, and when he was panting, he whispered: "Do you want to suck it?"