Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Because of the intimacy just now, Feng Rugui was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger, the sensation in the mouth had not yet recovered, his jaw was sore, and the foreign body sensation persisted for a long time.

He let Jiang Wuqi wipe him clean, and then embraced him in his arms.

He was drowsy, unable to speak, and when he recovered, he looked up, stared at Jiang Wuqi and said, "Wuqi, do you know that your appearance just now is different from ordinary?"

Jiang Wuqi said uncomfortably: "Pindao just became emotional, it is unusual, and it is the first time that Pindao let out that thing."

Feng Rugui felt sweet in his heart: "I like your appearance, it taught me that I am very important to you." Much more important than Liu Rou.

Jiang Wuqi asked: "As far as the poor are concerned, you are very important, why do you say that?"

"Really?" Feng Rugui said boldly, "Actually, I've always been afraid that you would fall in love with someone else, such as Miss Liu."

Jiang Wuqi was puzzled: "Why did you mention Miss Liu so many times?"

Liu Rou is famous all over the world, one is because of her appearance, and the other is because of her family background.

But Liu Rou is only fond of Jiang Wuqi. Even though Jiang Wuqi has a strong cultivation base and is a leader among his peers, but because he is not sociable and keeps a low profile, his reputation is not obvious until his love affair with Liu Rou is exposed to the world. Only then did the world know Jiang Wuqi's name.

However, not long after, news of their deaths came out one after another. The murderer was the thousand-year-old evil ghost, who died miserably. Liu Rou died miserably. In the bustling market, it is said that her admirers come from all directions, just to get a piece of her meat.And Jiang Wuqi was even more humiliated by Feng Rugui, and was forced to cut off his sleeve. In the end, Feng Rugui refined it into a pill.

Feng Rugui couldn't listen to Jiang Wuqi's words, so he collected his thoughts and said tentatively: "You once said that Miss Liu has outstanding looks, and her swordsmanship is not bad..."

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Wuqi's mind: "Rugui, aren't you jealous?"

Feng Rugui was punctured by Jiang Wuqi, and instinctively retorted: "Why should I drink the vinegar between you and Miss Liu?"

"You..." Jiang Wuqi suddenly became nervous, "Could it be that you have thoughts about Miss Liu?"

Feng Rugui couldn't help laughing, and asked back: "If I have feelings for Miss Liu, what will you do?"

Jiang Wuqi said solemnly: "You are already engaged to Pindao, and Pindao will definitely not give you up to Miss Liu."

Feng Rugui suppressed his smile, and said expressionlessly, "You really won't let me?"

Jiang Wuqi raised his voice, "I really won't let you."

"That's good." Feng Rugui kissed Jiang Wuqi's lips, sealing it with a kiss.

After a while, Feng Rugui let go of Jiang Wuqi, Shi Shiran rubbed the tip of his tongue against Jiang Wuqi's lips and said, "In this case, no matter what happens, you must not give me up to anyone, you must hold me firmly. Locked in your arms, teach me that I can't go anywhere."

Jiang Wuqi promised contentedly: "The poor Taoist has accepted."

Feng Rugui got Jiang Wuqi's promise, so he said with anger and joy: "Wuqi, your thing is too majestic, it makes me very uncomfortable."

Hearing this obscenity, Jiang Wuqi's ears turned red and hot immediately, and Feng Rugui lightly bit him immediately.

Feng Rugui's cheeks were already so red that he could almost bleed, but he still poked out the tip of his tongue and brushed Jiang Wuqi's earholes, and then penetrated a little, with an innocent tone: "I don't know where to change it." How will it be included? I'm afraid it will be very painful?"

change?Where to change?

Jiang Wuqi was perplexed, looked at Feng Rugui and asked, "Which one is exactly?"

Feng Rugui clung to Jiang Wuqi's body, wrapped his hands around Jiang Wuqi's waist, but Gu left and right said to him: "Should we be able to reach Longxian City tomorrow?"

Jiang Wuqi replied: "Indeed."

The voice fell to the ground, and he asked again: "Which one place is it?"

Feng Rugui said sadly, "It will be night in a while, and there are only four days left in the bright night."

Since Feng Rugui didn't want to answer, Jiang Wuqi didn't ask any more questions, but said: "I hope he will have the courage to show up in front of Chen Qingxi and have a word with Chen Qingxi."

Feng Rugui said worriedly: "His ghost energy is getting weaker and weaker day by day. I'm afraid he won't be able to show himself. I have to give him a helping hand."

Jiang Wuqi remained silent, Feng Rugui's way of helping Ming Ye was nothing more than feeding Ming Ye with his own blood.

But he didn't know how to stop it, and there was no way to stop it.

He deeply felt his own incompetence, so he could only hold Feng Rugui tighter.

Feng Rugui pointed at the remaining Dongzao and said, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Before Jiang Wuqi was either feeding Yu Feng Rugui, or making out with Feng Rugui, he didn't eat a few winter jujubes, upon hearing this, he immediately said: "I'll trouble you to feed Yu Pindao."

"Wuqi, why are you being so polite? I've become so close to you that I've even swallowed what the other party bleeds." Feng Rugui smiled narrowly, and at the same time, scratched Jiang Wuqi's lower abdomen with his fingertips .

Jiang Wuqi was at a loss for words for a moment, and felt that all the sensations in the whole body were concentrated in the lower abdomen.

Feng Rugui no longer teased Jiang Wuqi, and took the winter jujube upright, and brought it to Jiang Wuqi's lips.

Jiang Wuqi opened his mouth and bit it, and the juice spread in his mouth immediately.

There were only eight winter dates left, and Feng Rugui did not do anything frivolous, until the eighth winter date, he broke Jiang Wuqi's lips and teeth, submerged his fingertips in it, and stirred it leisurely.

After stirring for a while, he took out his finger, and licked the body fluid and the juice of winter jujube on his finger with the tip of his tongue.

The provocative posture is as if he is licking his own thing.

Jiang Wuqi hurriedly collected himself, and turned his head away.

Feng Rugui didn't allow it, and raised his hand to pinch Jiang Wuqi's jaw, forcing Jiang Wuqi to turn around.

"Rugui..." Jiang Wuqi was helpless and sweet, and called out in a low voice. He had no power to resist Feng Rugui, and could only do whatever Feng Rugui wanted.

Feng Rugui unexpectedly let go of his hand, and then said seriously: "Wuqi, it's already sunset."

Today, there are no patches of burning clouds outside. As soon as the sun sets, night falls conveniently after a few snaps of the fingers.

Jiang Wuqi put aside the whisk, and Mingye slowly floated out of the whisk, still in the shape of smoke, but so light that it was almost transparent.

——This ghost energy is really too weak.

Ming Ye saw the jujube pit on the low table, and said nostalgicly: "I haven't eaten winter jujube for a long time. Back then, there was a winter jujube tree in the prime minister's mansion. I often hid in Qingxi's room and ate it with Qingxi... ...Qingxi...after I die, I don't know if Qingxi will still eat winter dates..."

The smoke trembled, thinking about something he didn't want to face, but he continued: "Even if Qing Xi still eats winter jujube, he should eat it with his wife, or eat it with his children. How can I remember me who ate winter dates with him?"

Feng Rugui ignored Ming Ye's dejected effort, and asked straightforwardly: "You only have four days left, if you have time to lament the past in front of me and my husband, why don't you go to accompany your Qingxi?"

"I..." Ming Ye apologized, "Thank you for your advice."

After saying that, he immediately went to accompany his Qingxi.

Chen Qingxi was fully clothed and lying in the carriage with a quilt covering his body. He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, and his brows were furrowed.

Ming Ye floated on Chen Qingxi's face, not daring to get too close, for fear that his dark energy would harm Chen Qingxi; not being too far away, for fear that he might not be able to see Chen Qingxi's eyes clearly.

He looked at Chen Qingxi greedily, as devoutly as he was looking at the object of his lifelong faith.

He was dazed, motionless, his mind was full of the time he spent with Chen Qingxi.

When he was young, Chen Qingxi brought him back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, gave him a shelter from the wind and rain, and named him Ming Ye.

Ming Ye, which means that the night is still unclear, is derived from Chen Qingxi's "Qing" character, which can be split into "Mao" and "Gen".

When Mao is Mao, the first day of Mao will be bright; when Gen is Chou, it is the second half, and when Yin is the first half, the night is dark.

Therefore, his name is "Ming Ye."

"Ming" corresponds to Mao "Mao", and "Ye" corresponds to "Gen".

When he was young, he was the first to fall in love with Chen Qingxi, and he knelt down in front of Chen Qingxi shamelessly, hoping to enjoy a night of fun with him. At that time, Chen Qingxi's expression on Chen Qingxi's face was complicated and difficult to understand. Xi Dingran was very disappointed in him.

But Chen Qingxi still followed what he said, and hugged him tenderly, he bled a little, and the blood stained Chen Qingxi's bed red, and he knelt on the blood again, humbly kowtowing to Chen Qingxi , thanked Chen Qingxi for fulfilling his wish, but Chen Qingxi actually took him into her arms, went out to buy wound medicine, and gently applied the medicine for him.

After that, their relationship became delicate, and the intimacy in the past disappeared. He avoided Chen Qingxi, and Chen Qingxi also avoided him. The two lived together in the prime minister's residence, but they rarely saw each other in January.

Once, Chen Qingxi got drunk, lost her usual demeanor, clamored for him to serve, but actually used the strength of alcohol to pin him down, and did that shameful thing again.

He was exhausted and passed out, and the last thing he realized was that he was constantly being pushed there.

When he woke up again, Chen Qingxi hugged him into her arms and said, "Let's elope."

As the prime minister's son, it's okay to raise a child molester, even if it's okay to raise a dozen or so children, but to gain a reputation for being masculine, you just need to marry a wife and have children like ordinary men, and spread your branches and leaves.But if you insist on being a couple for a lifetime, you will definitely leave the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Hearing that Chen Qingxi wanted to elope with him was like hearing that Chen Qingxi promised to be alone for the rest of her life.

He agreed without even thinking about it, and after leaving Chen Qingxi's bedroom, he was insane all day and night until the agreed day of elopement came.

At that time, he thought that the coming would be the sweet time that he and Chen Qingxi would spend their whole lives together, but he didn't know that the coming was the anniversary of his death.

His life began with a plague of locusts, and his life ended with an elopement, which is a tragedy no matter how you look at it.

However, he never regretted that he had come to this world once.

Unfortunately, the Chen Qingxi who eloped with him no longer belonged to him alone.

——No, what a pity.

Chen Qingxi is now an official worshiper of the capital's prefecture. She is a first-rank official of the imperial court, has a normal marriage, and lives an enviable life.

If he elopes with Chen Qingxi successfully, although he is happy, but one of Chen Qingxi may be destroyed by him.

"A good death, a good death, a good death..." He couldn't help crying as he said this.

He is already a ghost, and his body is nothingness, so the tears are naturally nothingness.

Tears of nothingness dripped down on Chen Qingxi's face and disappeared.

Seeing this, he became anxious again, his tears contained a ghostly aura, and it was not a good thing to disappear on Chen Qingxi.

He hurriedly retreated to the corner of the carriage, staring at Chen Qingxi obsessively.

He and Chen Qingxi had been separated for many years, but he always felt that the elopement was vividly imprinted on his heart as if it were yesterday.

——No, he is already a ghost, so he has no heart.