Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Jiang Wuqi sat for a while longer, thinking that Feng Rugui should have changed his clothes before going upstairs.

This staircase seems to have been around for some years, and it creaked, and because of the heavy humidity in the south, sporadic mold spots were born.

He walked to the door of the room and knocked on it, but he heard the cold voice from inside say: "Master Daoist, stay away from me, don't stain my eyes, I'm already tired of you. "

Hearing these words, Jiang Wuqi's breath stopped suddenly, and he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with the poor?"

Feng Rugui sneered and said, "Master Daoist, you annoy me everywhere, so it's better for us to part ways."

Not long ago, Feng Rugui insisted on feeding him the rapeseed and shiitake mushroom buns with his own hands, and then rubbed his tiger's mouth and refused to let him go. How could he turn his face so quickly?

Jiang Wuqi couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"It's true, it's true." Feng Rugui's voice squeezed out from the crack of the door, soft and soft like a piece of precious silk satin, but it hit Jiang Wuqi's cochlea mercilessly, forcing out The slightest pain came.

Jiang Wuqi was speechless: "You..."

"What about me?" Feng Rugui said impatiently, "Are you going to depend on me?"

After a long time, Jiang Wuqi finally said: "The poor Taoist really doesn't want to force you, if you want to part ways, then go our separate ways."

In the room, Feng Rugui was at the end of the bed, curled up into a ball, the red clothes on his body were already wet with hot sweat, sticking to his skin indiscriminately, it was quite uncomfortable, but he had no time to take care of it, because the irritating The addiction came up again, and it was the addiction that forced out the hot sweat all over.

He looked up and looked outside the door, there was no movement outside the door, so Jiang Wuqi should have left already?

That's right, Jiang Wuqi was born in a famous family, born with wisdom roots, with extraordinary aptitude, and within a hundred years he would be able to ascend to immortality, so he shouldn't have stayed with this thousand-year-old evil ghost.

What's more, his addiction started without any symptoms, maybe one day, he will kill Jiang Wuqi just like what the original body did in the script.

Let Jiang Wuqi stay away from him.

Besides, Jiang Wuqi was obviously angry with him just now, right?

He vaguely recalled Jiang Wuqi's embarrassing look when he used the rapeseed and shiitake mushrooms with his fingertips, bit his lips, trying to suppress the surging addiction, but in the end he couldn't help but open his mouth and bite. the back of the hand.

The taste of the back of his hand was not at all as good as Jiang Wuqi's, but he could no longer let himself indulge in Jiang Wuqi's tolerance.

The crow in the birdcage noticed Feng Rugui's abnormality, its black eyeballs fixed on Feng Rugui, after a while, it got its head into the gap between the two wires, and squeezed out desperately.

The birdcage was transformed by Feng Rugui's mana. Feng Rugui's consciousness gradually became blurred, his body was weak, and his mana was weak, so that the two wires were quickly squeezed and deformed by the crows, and there was no way to trap her.

The crow came out of the cage, fluttered its wings twice, and almost fell to the ground. After some effort, it flew up smoothly, then opened the window with its beak, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Feng Rugui was tortured by that addiction, completely unaware that the female ghost had fled away wrapped in the crow's body.

He bit hard on the back of his hand and sucked the blood that overflowed from it, but the blood couldn't relieve it in the slightest.

The flesh and skin all over his body seemed to be eaten by thousands of wild beasts, the pain was unbearable, and suddenly there was a severe cold rushing through the crevices of his bones. After a while, his lips with lip balm were already pale, and the skin all over his body was even worse. A thin layer of hoarfrost formed.

The addiction has not been so strong for a long time. Last night, he just sucked some blood from his palm and then easily suppressed it. Now... He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at a wall. Jiang Wuqi behind the wall should be tidying up. Pack your bags.

I will probably die here today, right?

As long as I die, then Jiang Wuqi and Miss Liu will finally get married, right?

I wonder if the child of Jiang Wuqi and Miss Liu will be more like Jiang Wuqi or Miss Liu?

That's right, I haven't met Miss Liu yet, so I don't know what Miss Liu looks like, but according to the author's description, Miss Liu must be a good match with Jiang Wuqi, right?

Hoarfrost stretched upwards, forming on the crow-colored eyelashes, which pressed down heavily on his eyelids, which were already hard to open, and then covered most of his black hair that was scattered.

He could no longer open his eyes, and he could no longer see that wall.

Farewell, Jiang Wuqi.

As he thought this way, he lost all his strength to suck blood, and before he could suck the scarlet blood, it flowed with just a flick of a finger, and then quickly condensed.

"Feng Rugui..." In a daze, he heard someone calling him, is it Jiang Wuqi?

The next moment, he was embraced by someone, and the embrace of that person was extremely warm. He subconsciously wrapped his stiff hands around the waist of that person, and at the same time, a fingertip was sent into the body with bloody smell. in his mouth.

He instinctively sucked the sweet and delicious blood. As soon as the blood entered his mouth, he suddenly felt the white frost all over his body melt away, his body was warm, and even the painful flesh stretched out.

He raised his eyes, and it was Jiang Wuqi who caught his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Immediately afterwards, he spat out the fingertips in his mouth, stretched out his hand vigorously to caress Jiang Wuqi's cheek, and said angrily, "Didn't I just say that I'm tired of you? What are you doing here again?"

Jiang Wuqi saw that the hoarfrost on Feng Rugui's thick eyelashes had turned into drops of water, as if he had cried a lot, his face was also pale, it seemed that he was deeply wronged.

With a low sigh, he poked his fingertips in again.

Feng Rugui didn't want to suck Jiang Wuqi's blood anymore, and stubbornly spat out the fingertip.

Jiang Wuqi was afraid that something would happen to Feng Rugui, and his fingertips would be spat out, so he grabbed the back of Feng Rugui's head, and pushed his fingertips deeper, against the base of Feng Rugui's tongue.

His throat was itchy by Jiang Wuqi's finger, Feng Rugui wanted to gag, but his mouth and soft tongue wriggled uncontrollably, tasting Jiang Wuqi's finger and the blood flowing from the fingertip.

Feng Rugui tried his best to concentrate, pushed Jiang Wuqi's chest with both hands, and said vaguely: "Jiang Wuqi, don't...don't do this, just...just pull your fingers out."

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about me." Jiang Wuqi rubbed Feng Rugui's wet forehead hair, "The current situation, no matter how much you endure, you won't be able to get over it, so you better stop struggling."

"I..." Feng Rugui blushed immediately, hugged Jiang Wuqi's waist, and kept mumbling, "I'm sorry, Jiang Wuqi, I'm sorry..."

He sucked the blood as carefully as possible, but the dentition grasped Jiang Wuqi's fingers tightly as if consciously, and in an instant, a circle of flesh and blood broke open, and the original opening also burst under his sucking. leave.

After a long while, Feng Rugui completely suppressed the addiction, and was about to make a sound, but passed out due to exhaustion.

Seeing that Feng Rugui was still biting his fingers tightly, Jiang Wuqi stood by Feng Rugui's side for fear of waking Feng Rugui up.

About an hour and a half later, Feng Rugui just woke up. He realized that he was not only held in Jiang Wuqi's arms, but even one of Jiang Wuqi's fingers was biting in his mouth, so he quickly let go of that finger.

The exposed finger was covered with his body fluid, the fingertip was cut a big hole, and there was a circle of bloodstains embedded in the root of the finger, the ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain might be excruciating?

"Does it hurt?" Feng Rugui involuntarily lowered his head and licked that finger, and said apologetically, "Jiang Wuqi, does it hurt?"

"Yeah, it hurts." Jiang Wuqi held Feng Rugui's left wrist and asked solemnly, "Are you in pain too?"

"It doesn't hurt." Feng Rugui shook his head and said, "I have already said that I am used to it, there is nothing to hurt."

The back of Feng Rugui's left hand was bitten by him so that a little white bone was exposed, bloody and bloody, shocking, how could it not hurt?

Jiang Wuqi cleaned the back of Feng Rugui's hands in silence, took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound.

This wound medicine has obvious effects, but it is a strong medicine, and it should cause pain when sprinkled on the wound, but Feng Rugui's expression remained unchanged, his brows and eyes were still full of apology to him.

He bandaged Feng Rugui's wound properly, and went to deal with his finger bitten by Feng Rugui. During this time, Feng Rugui kept staring at him intently.

"What are you looking at me for?" Jiang Wuqi put his finger on Feng Rugui's lips, "Do you want to smoke some more?"

"No more." Feng Rugui lightly pushed Jiang Wuqi's fingers away, and lowered his head slightly, "I shouldn't have bullied you before, and you were very unhappy when I fed you rapeseed and mushroom buns? So, why not? Come out with a taste."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi was taken aback by Feng Rugui's words, and thought to himself: Is this why Feng Rugui left in a huff?

He took a breath and said frankly: "It's not because I'm unhappy that I can't taste the taste, but when I was using the rapeseed mushroom bag, the tip of my nose was filled with the aroma of rouge from your fingertips. When I asked how the rapeseed and mushroom buns tasted, no matter how I recalled it, I could only recall the aroma of rouge."

"So that's how it is." Feng Rugui's tone was soft and soft, and the ending sound was like a wisp of green smoke, which floated up and dyed the roots of his ears red.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he touched the empty birdcage.

"That female ghost..." Feng Rugui said distressedly, "That female ghost apparently took advantage of my addiction and escaped."

"It's nothing." Jiang Wuqi rubbed the tip of Feng Rugui's slightly frowning brows away with his fingertips, "Pindao cast a spell on that crow, you don't have to worry, if she does something harmful, Pindao will be cured immediately." know."

Feng Rugui breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Jiang Wuqi, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Master Dao, do you still remember that you promised me to wipe my arm when I returned to the room?"