Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui looked down subconsciously, there was really something wrong with him, the fiery red soft satin was propped up, forming an ambiguous arc.

"I..." He was at a loss for a moment, his body was too emotional to withstand teasing, unlike Jiang Wuqi, everything was as usual.

He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Wuqi's back of the neck, and said with a low sob: "Hurry up..."

Jiang Wuqi then lowered his head and opened his mouth to hold it.

Feng Rugui trembled like a flat boat with nothing to rely on on the turbulent waves, allowing Jiang Wuqi to fiddle with it.

One of his hands was originally propped on the thick carpet laid out on the carriage, and the other was grabbing a piece of Jiang Wuqi's clothing.

But not long after, his hands could no longer support him, and he fell down on the carpet suddenly. He didn't feel any pain at all, but what he saw made him blush.

Just now, if he didn't lower his eyes, he wouldn't be able to see anything, but now, as soon as he opened his eyes, everything would be invisible to him.

It was dark, and there was a low table inside the carriage, and there was a candlestick on the low table. The flickering candlelight illuminated the carriage brightly. He had excellent eyesight. With the candlelight, he could see every tiny detail of Jiang Wuqi carefully. Even though most of Jiang Wuqi's face was in the shadows.

Concerned about the coachman outside, he had to bite his lower lip to avoid leaking. He grabbed the carpet with his left hand, and painted Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows with his right hand at a loss.

After an unknown amount of time, he repeatedly said, "Let go, let go..."

But Jiang Wuqi did not fulfill his wish.

After that, he couldn't help sobbing, his eyes were so red that he seemed to be wronged and no one could say anything.

Jiang Wuqi was wiping Feng Rugui, seeing this, grabbed Feng Rugui's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and said apologetically, "Isn't it uncomfortable? I'm sorry."

"No..." Feng Rugui shook his head and said, "It's too comfortable, I can't stand it."

"That's good." Jiang Wuqi lowered his head and kissed Feng Rugui's fine tears, and then lightly kissed Feng Rugui's lower lip, which had tooth marks on it, and said lightly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." As soon as the mist on his eyes disappeared, Jiang Wuqi's face was immediately reflected in Feng Rugui's eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly dirty.

Jiang Wuqi is a gentleman, abstinent and self-disciplined, but he is stained with unclean things, which makes him feel that he has blasphemed the gods.

He hastily took a silk handkerchief to wipe off the turbidity, Jiang Wuqi noticed this, and smiled: "It's nothing."

Feng Rugui asked anxiously, "Where are the rest?"

Jiang Wuqi replied naturally: "The poor Taoist has already swallowed it."

"You..." Feng Rugui felt guilty, "Don't pamper me too much."

Jiang Wuqi took out the silk handkerchief between Feng Rugui's fingers, licked off the filth on it, and said: "Pindao has already told you that this thing comes from your body, and it is not dirty."

Feng Rugui was too insecure, in fact, teasing with his mouth and swallowing filthy things was just a love affair between lovers, why did he look at himself with such a guilty look?

Therefore, I have to tell my thoughts frankly and listen to Feng as if I were listening to them over and over again.

Thinking so, Jiang Wuqi looked at Feng Rugui seriously and said, "Rugui, what the poor do is following his own will, not forcing it. You don't have to feel guilty, you just need to feel comfortable."

Seeing that Feng Rugui remained silent, Jiang Wuqi didn't speak anymore, and only pecked and kissed Feng Rugui's hair.

After a long time, Feng Rugui said shamelessly and honestly: "I'm very comfortable, no matter what you do to me, I'm very comfortable."

Jiang Wuqi tidied up the clothes for Feng Rugui, and then smiled softly: "Pindao knows, and the next time Pindao will definitely make you feel more comfortable."

Feng Rugui nestled in Jiang Wuqi's arms, desperately absorbing Jiang Wuqi's scent, and then exhausted the greatest courage in his life to ask, "Do you know Liu Rou?"

This was the first time he mentioned Liu Rou in front of Jiang Wuqi.

In the script, Jiang Wuqi should already have a good impression of Liu Rou at this time.

Liu Rou was like a stick in his throat, no matter what, he would never forget it.

In the extreme pleasure, it is easier for him to think about Liu Rou.

After he asked, his hands involuntarily hugged Jiang Wuqi's waist, as if he wanted to embed his arms into Jiang Wuqi's waist.

Jiang Wuqi is his, Jiang Wuqi is his, Jiang Wuqi is his property, no one can take it away... In order to convince himself, he muttered in his heart like this, his heart was about to burst.

Jiang Wuqi didn't know why Feng Rugui asked Liu Rou, and replied: "Because Pindao's master Daihu Daoren had some friendship with Miss Liu's grandfather, Pindao had met Miss Liu several times."

Feng Rugui immediately asked: "How is Miss Liu?"

Jiang Wuqi thought about it and said: "Miss Liu has an outstanding appearance, and her sword skills are not bad."

"Then you..." What do you think of Miss Liu?Before Feng Rugui could finish his sentence, he got into the carriage with a ghostly aura at this moment.

The wisp of ghost energy came out of its original form, dejected, seeing Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi hugging each other intimately, without thinking, he wanted to get out of the carriage, but Feng Rugui called him back: "What's the matter? Don't you dare to show yourself in front of Qing Xi?"

"Qingxi was sad because of his father's death. I didn't dare to disturb him at first, so I secretly accompanied him, but..." The ghostly smile said wryly, "But it's because I'm a coward? I'm not I'm afraid of disturbing him, but I'm afraid that he won't recognize me, or that he has already forgotten me."

Feng Rugui sighed and said: "You will be timid if you love him too much, but according to the current speed, you can reach Longxian City in at most two days, and your time in Yangjian is not much longer. stop?"

The ghostly air replied: "Five days, five days later, the time limit will be reached. If I don't go back to the underworld, I will be punished. In my next life, I will not be reincarnated into a human womb, but will enter the animal realm."

"It's good for you to be clear, but don't have any regrets." Feng Rugui was a little tired after venting once, and his courage just now disappeared, so that he could no longer ask Jiang Wuqi about Liu Rou. He opened the curtain, Glancing at the sky outside, he fell into Jiang Wuqi's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Wuqi pulled the specially bought quilt to cover Feng Rugui, wrapped his arms around Feng Rugui's waist with one hand, and stroked Feng Rugui's back with the other. Kill your murderer? Don't you have any hatred for him?"

The ghostly aura still looked like a poor accountant, holding an abacus, fiddling with the beads meaninglessly, and said: "Of course I hated it before. I was 17 years old at the time, and I was thinking about going to the same place as Qing Xi." In the future, everything came to an abrupt end, how could I not hate? But as time went by, I didn’t hate anymore. It was his father’s confidant who stabbed me with his own hands at that time, and that confidant told me that I misunderstood Qing As for Xi's future, once I die, Qing Xi will definitely ascend to the court to pay homage to the prime minister and leave his name in history. I thought, what he said is not bad, Qing Xi should not be wronged by personal affairs, he should ascend to a high position and benefit the people, otherwise There will be more and more orphans like me..."

He paused and continued: "The year I was born, there was a plague of locusts in my hometown, but most of the government's relief food was embezzled by the county and state officials, and the relief food distributed in the end was far from enough. My father, mother, and sister , Brother died of starvation one by one, only me was lucky enough to meet Qing Xi when I was begging on the street."

He recalled, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously: "Qingxi looked at me pitifully, and wanted to take me home. I was only seven years old at the time, and Qingxi was eight years older than me, and I already looked like a young man. At that time, I missed Qing Xi was born so good-looking, but I not only have mediocre appearance, but I also have lice on my body, so I immediately rejected Qing Xi's proposal to get me into the carriage, and even avoided Qing Xi's hand. Thirty miles away, I would rather go with you I ran behind the carriage, and I didn't want to get in the carriage. I was afraid of polluting Qingxi's carriage, and I was even more afraid of giving the lice a chance to get close to Qingxi.

"Qingxi was on the way to play. The place where we met was thirty miles away from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Qingxi couldn't bear it, got out of the carriage, and walked side by side with me. Whenever Qingxi approached, I would stay away from Qingxi. Therefore, at the beginning, Qingxi thought that I hated him very much, and went home with him just to survive. Qingxi was born rich, with delicate skin and tender flesh. After walking thirty miles, the soles of his feet were covered with blisters. On the one hand, his parents felt sorry for him, and on the other hand, they were angry that he was hurt because of me, a little thing that came from nowhere, but Qing Xi insisted that it was because of his lack of work, and it had nothing to do with me."

"At this point, I stayed in the prime minister's mansion. Because Qingxi treated me well, I had to be looked down upon and bullied, but these have nothing to do with it, as long as Qingxi doesn't hate me. I will pay attention to it every day. Sometimes, especially in severe winter, there is often not enough hot water, so I can only use well water, even though the well water is hotter than the water in the tank, but when it is cold and freezing It's still very cold, but you can't do without washing. If you have lice, you can't go to see Qingxi. I was assigned to do some rough work at that time, and the chilblains on my hands have never healed. It was Qingxi who applied the ointment for him , and invited the accountant in the mansion at that time to accept me as an apprentice..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said too much, and immediately apologized: "Master Daoist, I haven't talked about Qingxi with anyone for a long time, and I couldn't control it for a while, I hope Master Daoist forgive me."

"It's okay." Jiang Wuqi said with compassion, "It's just human nature."

"Thank you, Daoist." The wisp of ghost said, without saying a word, staring straight ahead.

Jiang Wuqi knew in his heart that the carriage that Chen Qingxi was riding in was ahead.

After about an hour or so, a line of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon, and then, that line of fish-belly white spread gradually, and the sky was bright in an instant.

Feng Rugui was still sleeping, looking innocent and innocent, but the ghostly aura returned to the whisk.

The coachman had been driving for two days and two nights, and he couldn't continue, Jiang Wuqi gave the coachman a small piece of silver, and asked the coachman to invite another coachman to come.

A while later, the carriage happened to pass by the market, and Jiang Wuqi wanted to get out of the carriage to buy some food for Feng Rugui, but as soon as he made a move, Feng Rugui pressed him down hard, wrapping his hands and feet tightly around him , making him unable to move.

He didn't want to hurt Feng Rugui, so he could only call softly: "Rugui, can you let go of Pindao first?"

Feng Rugui wasn't awake at all, so he couldn't answer, he just wrapped him tighter, probably because he was afraid that he would abandon him.

On the surface, it was Feng Rugui who couldn't let go of him, but in essence, it was him who couldn't let go of Feng Rugui.

He was clearly pretending that Feng Rugui was alone, but why was Feng Rugui instinctively uneasy?