Vicious female supporting role, gender male

It wasn't until he returned to the inn lobby that Feng Rugui let go of Jiang Wuqi's hand, his hands were barely separated, he felt a little reluctant at once, immediately lowered his head, parted his red lips, stuck out a bright red tip of his tongue, and licked it lightly. After licking Jiang Wuqi's knuckles, he sat up straight.

"You..." Jiang Wuqi thought that Feng Rugui's addiction had come up again, so he just uttered a word, but Feng Rugui pressed his fingertips against the tip of his lips.

Feng Rugui pressed Jiang Wuqi's lips heavily, withdrew his hand, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"It's good that you have nothing to do." The voice had not yet landed, but Jiang Wuqi heard it as if he had returned home: "The Taoist priest's lips are very soft."

Except for Feng Rugui, no one has ever touched his lips, and naturally no one will praise his soft lips.

Jiang Wuqi was stunned, and when he raised his eyes, Feng Rugui looked into his eyes with a smile that was not a smile, his left hand supported his chin, and his right hand was kneading the veil that had wiped him and his lips just now. The sweet-scented osmanthus fell on the back of the white hand, like broken gold, looking closely, the veil was stained with a little color at some point, presumably it was rubbed off Feng Rugui's lips .

Jiang Wuqi asked suddenly, "Have you ever touched the lips of many people?"

The person who wore the lips of this body did not mention how many people, as for him, he only touched Jiang Wuqi's lips from the beginning to the end.

Feng Rugui was a little surprised at Jiang Wuqi's question, but deliberately did not answer truthfully, instead he opened his lips and smiled, "Master Daoist, why are you asking this?"

"Pindao..." Jiang Wuqi was momentarily at a loss for words, thought for a while, and said frankly, "Pindao also doesn't know why I would ask this question."

Feng Rugui sighed disappointedly: "I thought the Taoist priest cared about me so much that he asked this question, but I was overthinking it."

Care?How can he be regarded as Shangxin, he and Feng Rugui walk together, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, he allows Feng Rugui to get close to him, and connives Feng Rugui to suck his blood, can this be regarded as Shangxin?

Feng Rugui saw Jiang Wuqi's expression of deep thought, and felt teased, and flicked the corner of Jiang Wuqi's lips with his fingertips.

Jiang Wuqi grabbed Feng Rugui's fingertips, and replied solemnly: "I don't know if I'm interested in you or not."

"Really?" Feng Rugui withdrew his hand, sat upright, and raised his voice again, "Little brother, please warm up the Yangchun noodles and fresh meat and shrimp wontons, and I would like a lotus root starch osmanthus sugar cake , a rapeseed mushroom bun."

Not long after the two sat down for breakfast, Feng Rugui flew out to rescue the boy, and Jiang Wuqi followed closely behind, so when the Yangchun noodles and fresh meat and shrimp wontons they ordered came out, the two Feng Rugui used up the first plate of lotus root powder and sweet-scented osmanthus sugar cake, and now the Yangchun noodles and fresh meat and shrimp wontons were obviously completely cold.

After greeting the diners in Fangjin's lobby, the younger brother went to the table of Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi, wiped the table graciously, and then took away the Yangchun noodles and fresh meat and shrimp wontons, and said enthusiastically: "Okay, both of you Wait a minute, officer."

Not long after, the hot Yangchun noodles and fresh meat and shrimp wontons were served again. Feng Rugui picked up the spoon and opened his mouth to eat the fresh meat and shrimp wontons without saying a word, not even leaving the corner of his eyes for Jiang Wuqi .

Jiang Wuqi also used Yangchun noodles, the two of them were speechless for a while, but the chatter of diners next to them could be heard from time to time.

The diners at the next table were talking about the Liang Jingwen just now, and one of the elders said: "Then Liang Jingwen and Lu Yuanbai are both rich in economics and kind to others, but they didn't think about it. Now one of them is missing, and the other is acting strangely."

Another person disagreed: "I don't think there's anything weird about it. He was in a moment of impatience and thought that the broken wrist belonged to Lu Yuanbai, so he took the broken wrist and wanted to meet Lu Yuanbai's parents. Is it reasonable?"

The older man took a sip of hot tea in confusion: "But where would ordinary people go to get that severed wrist?"

From this point of view, Liang Jingwen's rhetoric is quite useful.

But since Liang Jingwen is kind to others, who hates him so much that he wants to cut off his wrist and ruin his future?Even though Liang Jingwen had great literary talents, he was just a commoner with no political achievements or prestige. The imperial court would definitely not want a disabled person to be an official.

While Feng Rugui was thinking, he ran out of fresh meat and shrimp wontons, and went to eat the lotus root powder and sweet-scented osmanthus cake that came up just now.

There were only four pieces of lotus root flour osmanthus cake on this plate, and he ate three pieces in one go. When he was about to get the fourth piece, Jiang Wuqi, who was sitting opposite him, asked, "Feng Rugui, are you going to feed me this?" Is it lotus root flour osmanthus sugar cake?"

Feng Rugui ignored him, and slowly swallowed the lotus root starch osmanthus cake in one gulp, and then teased the crow in the nearby cage with his fingertips.

The female ghost was trapped in the crow's body by this hateful Feng Rugui, unable to escape, she was very annoyed, seeing Feng Rugui poked her fingertips desperately, and immediately pecked with her sharp beak, unfortunately, for some reason, Feng Rugui Rugui can always dodge in time, making her miss the air.

She flapped her wings again to pat Feng Rugui's fingertips, and grabbed Feng Rugui with a pair of sharp claws. Even though she desperately wanted Feng Rugui to see blood, Feng Rugui still didn't get a hair. No injuries.

Seeing that Feng Rugui ignored him completely, Jiang Wuqi only cared about teasing the crow, and said with concern, "Be careful."

Feng Rugui originally only put one finger into the bird cage, but upon hearing that, not only did he not listen to dissuasion, he even put his entire right wrist inside.

In this right palm, there are still the cuts that Feng Rugui bitten when he suffered from the tormenting addiction last night, those cuts have healed up, and there are new tender red flesh.

Feng Rugui regarded him as nothing, but Jiang Wuqi was afraid that Feng Rugui would be injured, so he simply lifted the bird cage and put it in his hand.

Feng Rugui looked at his right hand that was forced to withdraw from the bird cage, and the red mark that was scratched by the wire on the bird cage, and finally raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wuqi and said, "Master Dao, whether I am injured or not, has nothing to do with it." What's your business?"

"Whether you are injured or not, of course it has nothing to do with the poor." Jiang Wuqi asked belatedly, "Are you angry with the poor?"

Feng Rugui didn't answer, but only looked at him with a pair of willow eyes, which were full of water vapor.

Jiang Wuqi asked again: "You don't feed Pindao lotus root starch osmanthus sugar cake, is it because you are angry with Pindao?"

Feng Rugui stretched out a hand in front of Jiang Wuqi's eyes, bit his lip, "Daoist, you hurt me."

"Sorry." Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi carefully held on to Feng Rugui's fingertips, and said apologetically, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Rugui held Jiang Wuqi's hand instead, moved his fingertips, and touched the inside of Jiang Wuqi's wrist lightly, like playing a piano, and said with all grievances: "Master Dao, it hurts."

Whenever the blood was dripping, this Feng Rugui never cried out for pain, but at this moment, it was just a shallow red mark, but he would cry out for pain.

Jiang Wuqi sighed and said, "It's a poor man, isn't it?"

"It's all your fault." Feng Rugui opened his mouth and bit the back of Jiang Wuqi's hand lightly, "You're right, I'm mad at you."

Jiang Wuqi pointed at the rapeseed mushroom bun suspiciously, and said, "You are angry with me, and you don't like vegetarian food, why do you order this rapeseed mushroom bun?"

When Feng Rugui was the second son of the palace, he was never picky about food. After he became Feng Rugui, affected by his body, he seldom ate vegetarian food. He ordered the canola and shiitake mushroom buns for Jiang Wuqi, who is a vegetarian.

But Jiang Wuqi poked him face to face, and he didn't want to admit it, so he quickly took a rapeseed mushroom bag and put it in his mouth, saying vaguely: "I order this rapeseed mushroom bag, because I like to eat it."