Vicious female supporting role, gender male

The female ghost was stunned by the rising heat and passed out. If Jiang Wuqi hadn't rescued her, she would have died out of her wits.

She was placed beside the ruins by Jiang Wuqi, hit by the rain, she woke up suddenly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi hugging each other.

She couldn't help thinking to herself: Could it be that these two people have a pair of broken sleeves?

However, she had no prejudice against this, and only raised her voice: "Master Dao, Young Master, Liang Jingwen is nowhere to be found, and he has many schemes. We must find him quickly, so that he will not cause another disaster."

Feng Rugui hugged Jiang Wuqi and refused to let go, muffled in Jiang Wuqi's arms, "No."

His lips pressed against Jiang Wuqi's Taoist robe, and the hot air that came out along with his words was squeezed between his lips and Jiang Wuqi's skirt, and it was difficult to dissipate. After a while, it finally diffused into Jiang Wuqi's chest Inside the placket, the skin was ironed.

When Jiang Wuqi came out with the female ghost in his arms, he suddenly saw Feng Rugui almost kneeling in front of the ruins, and the red dress pierced his eyes abruptly.

Then, he called Feng Rugui, and Feng Rugui suddenly turned around, his whole body was as embarrassed as an abandoned child, his face was covered with rain, but the joy that was lost and regained was clearly visible in his eyes.

He saw Feng Rugui's moist and bright red lips tremble a few times, but he couldn't hear what Feng Rugui was saying, was it because the rainstorm was too noisy?

Immediately afterwards, Feng Rugui rushed towards him, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps... getting closer and closer.

Then, his waist was bound, and Feng Rugui occupied his heart.

Seeing this, he gently stroked Feng Rugui's trembling back, and comforted him softly: "There is nothing wrong with the poor, don't worry."

But in the next moment, Feng Rugui tightened his waist tighter, and pressed his body closer together, as if crushing his internal organs together.

It didn't feel comfortable, but he somehow didn't want Feng Rugui to relax.

After a while, Feng Rugui raised his head, looked at him, and said in a trembling voice, "Jiang Wuqi, as long as you have nothing to do."

He wanted to wipe off the scarlet from Feng Rugui's neck, but unexpectedly heard Feng Rugui say: "Jiang Wuqi, I'm very scared."

It was rare for Feng Rugui to be so frank, and he was even more sure that Feng Rugui was really afraid of him losing his life, so scared that his whole body trembled, and he was so scared that he would tell it with words.

Seeing that most of Feng Rugui's eyebrows and eyes were covered by messy and wet hair, he thought to himself: It should be very uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I made you scared." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and brushed away the strands of hair, and Feng Rugui's eyebrows and eyes were all exposed.

Feng Rugui had always been applying Zhu Fu powder, but after the previous episode of addiction, the profuse sweat from his face washed away all the powder on his face. After that, he didn't have time to touch up his makeup, so he only applied it on the tip of his left eyebrow. Point snails, and now this point of snails has been washed away by the rain.

When Jiang Wuqi saw Feng Rugui's plain face for the first time, he didn't know if it was because he was in a mess under the rain, which made his eyebrows look pitiful, which made people want to protect him spontaneously.

At this time, for some reason, he heard himself saying: "Liang Jingwen is gone."

Feng Rugui said willfully, "Then what does Liang Jingwen's disappearance have to do with me? Daoist, you frightened me, so you have to let me hug you for a while to make up for it."

Feng Rugui once said that he likes to hug him because he is very warm, but now the two of them are in the rainstorm, and the soybean-sized raindrops hit him cold and painful, even if Feng Rugui hugged him tightly, they should How warm is it?

"Is it cold?" Jiang Wuqi put his hands on Feng Rugui's back, encircling that thin back.

"Not cold." Feng Rugui rubbed Jiang Wuqi's heart, obsessed with Jiang Wuqi's body temperature, "Your body is very warm."

Seeing that neither of them paid any attention to her, the female ghost snorted coldly, but she was very envious in her heart, not to mention hugging, she hadn't even spoken a few words to the person she loved.

Liang Jingwen's whereabouts were unknown, she had no time to watch the two crooked together, and simply walked away.

She barely walked a few steps, but she heard Jiang Wuqi say softly, "Girl, be more careful. Regardless of whether you find Liang Jingwen or not, come to the inn to meet us in two hours, and then we will make plans."

Feng Rugui was dissatisfied with Jiang Wuqi hugging him but talking to others, without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and bit Jiang Wuqi's heart through layers of clothes.

Jiang Wuqi didn't notice his thoughts, but said: "It's okay."

Feng Rugui took a bite viciously, but he was not willing to bite Jiang Wuqi to bleed. In the end, he raised his hand and tore off Jiang Wuqi's skirt, and licked the tooth mark with the tip of his tongue.

The fact that the skirt was ripped open only made Jiang Wuqi startled for a moment, then he put one hand around Feng Rugui's waist and the other hand stroked the back of Feng Rugui's head, and sighed, "How come your addiction happens so frequently? Can you stand it?"

The onset of the addiction was completely irregular, and at the most frequent time, it happened ten times in one day and one night, and the interval between each time was no more than a cup of tea.

On that day, Feng Rugui felt that he had gone to the gate of hell again, his feet had stepped into the gate of hell, and he could even smell the smell of Mengpo soup on the tip of his nose, just like when he was still the second son, he was killed by his biological father. The smell of being forced to drown in icy lake water.

But right now the addiction has not broken out, but he is relying on the indulgence Jiang Wuqi gave him, grinding Jiang Wuqi's flexible skin wantonly with the tip of his teeth.

A moment later, he picked up a bit of Jiang Wuqi's skin with the tip of his teeth, put it in his mouth, and sucked it in every possible way.

There was loud thunder in the ears, and the rain did not abate slightly. The white smoke rising from the ruins had been extinguished by the rainstorm.

Jiang Wuqi's heart was sucked by Feng Rugui, and he couldn't help being dazed. His eyes were looking at the puddle, and his body was drenched, but somehow he suddenly felt extremely quiet, as if his inner breath circulated for a week when he was meditating. so-so.

When he was young, the rain became more intense, except for Feng Rugui's eye-catching red clothes, Jiang Wuqi's eyes were covered with rain, and he could tell from the sound of the rain that someone was gathering, so he had to bow his head and say, "Feng Rugui, let's go back How about going to the inn?"

"Okay." Feng Rugui hooked Jiang Wuqi's neck with both hands, "Jiang Wuqi, hug me."

Jiang Wuqi had no choice but to hug Feng Rugui horizontally, and then used his body skills to go to the inn through the dense rain curtain.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Rugui still refused to let go of Jiang Wuqi. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he buried his head in Jiang Wuqi's heart again, and pushed Jiang Wuqi to the wall step by step.

Jiang Wuqi pressed his back against the wall, waiting for Feng Rugui to bite his heart open, but the pain never came for a long time.

He rubbed the back of Feng Rugui's head, and urged: "It's okay, just bite."

Hearing the words, Feng Rugui raised his head, his lips brushed against Jiang Wuqi's chin inadvertently, his face was stained with crystal rain, and said seriously: "Jiang Wuqi, who set the fire? Is it Liang Jingwen?"

Jiang Wuqi didn't answer, but instead said, "You're fine."

Feng Rugui was ashamed to let Jiang Wuqi know that the grinding and sucking on Jiang Wuqi's heart just now had nothing to do with that addiction, he was only driven by the fear of losing Jiang Wuqi, wanted to get closer to Jiang Wuqi, wanted to be more intimate with Jiang Wuqi. It's just a good perception that Jiang Wuqi is still alive.

Therefore, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"As long as you have nothing to do." Jiang Wuqi replied, "Pindao and the female ghost went to the secret room, but there was no sign of Liang Jingwen. Afraid of a trap, they went out. As soon as Fang came out of the secret room, he saw wine and candles." One rolled down from the top, and the fire spread out immediately, squeezed into the crack of the door of the secret room, and ignited the spilled wine inside."

"Even if Liang Jingwen didn't do it himself, he sent someone to do it." Feng Rugui hadn't noticed that a strand of hair on Jiang Wuqi's temple had been burned half way up, but now he saw it clearly, and he stretched out his hand to tease Pulling down the strand of hair, he was afraid that Jiang Wuqi would have a wound nearby, so he looked at Jiang Wuqi carefully, but this time he looked carefully, but accidentally saw the red mark on Jiang Wuqi's heart that was grinded and sucked by him.

——Extremely like the hickey described in the storybook, charming and beautiful.

He didn't know why he had this thought, but the heart wrapped in the flesh throbbed heavily, making his cheeks burn.

He collected himself, abandoned his daydreams, pulled Jiang Wuqi's skirt, and then went to look at Jiang Wuqi again.

Seeing that although Jiang Wuqi's Taoist robe was damaged, but thankfully no scarlet oozes out, he felt relieved, and then grabbed Jiang Wuqi's wrist.

Following Feng Rugui's strength, Jiang Wuqi turned around in a circle, and stood with his back facing Feng Rugui, a scratch on Jiang Wuqi's back was immediately exposed.

Feng Rugui felt pain in his heart: "You are hurt, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Wuqi looked back, his eyes were foggy, and Jiang Wuqi felt a little hot when he looked at him like this, so he forced a smile, "This injury is not as big as a fingernail, and the wound is not deep. It doesn't hurt."

Feng Rugui clasped Jiang Wuqi's shoulders with both hands, pressed his forehead against Jiang Wuqi's spine in the middle of the pair of butterfly bones, and suddenly said viciously: "I will definitely find Liang Jingwen in the future, peel him for cramps, and make a piece of skin into a cushion. Abandoned in the market, trampled by the world, the remaining bones, meat, and internal organs were packed in sacks and thrown into the forest for birds and beasts to eat."

These words were full of hostility. Jiang Wuqi had never heard Feng Rugui speak in such a tone before. He immediately turned around, looked at Feng Rugui's eyebrows and said, "If Liang Jingwen really sells young girls as the female ghost said, , in order to obtain silver taels, then his crimes are unspeakable. But he should be handed over to the government, why do you let his blood stain your hands?"

Feng Rugui seemed to have been wronged, his eyes turned red, he bit his lips and said, "All right."

"Don't bite anymore." Jiang Wuqi said helplessly, "Your lip hasn't healed yet."

"Fine." Feng Rugui let go of his lips, took out the wound medicine, applied the medicine to Jiang Wuqi, and then said, "I'm afraid that female ghost has something to do with that disfigured woman. After you left, that female ghost sent Lu Yuanbai to get her Take her away."

Jiang Wuqi asked: "Where is Lu Yuanbai now?"

Feng Rugui replied: "He broke his right foot, I removed his left foot and a pair of arms, and left him next door."

"Let's go, let's go see how he is doing together." Jiang Wuqi walked in front, Feng Rugui childishly stepped on the water stains flowing from Jiang Wuqi's body, and followed closely behind Jiang Wuqi.

The two of them walked to the door of the room where the disfigured woman and Lu Yuanbai were, and Feng Rugui undid the spell, pushed the door open and entered.

The disfigured woman was not on the bed, Feng Rugui looked around, and was surprised to see that Lu Yuanbai was biting the back of the disfigured woman with his teeth, dragging her forward little by little with only his broken right foot, and he had already moved to the In front of the table.

Feng Rugui hurriedly walked up to Lu Yuanbai, reached out and patted the top of Lu Yuanbai's head, causing him to loosen his teeth, and then helped the disfigured woman onto the bed.

The disfigured woman went through this torment, her skin exposed outside her clothes was torn, but she was fine and did not wake up.

Feng Rugui condescendingly stared at Lu Yuanbai who grinned at him to show his dissatisfaction, and said with a smile: "That female ghost is a good way to train you to be so obedient."

Lu Yuanbai's teeth were covered with scarlet, his face without a piece of flesh was terrifying, but against this scarlet red, he was like a rakshasa who was dying.

Feng Rugui stepped on Lu Yuanbai's back and said, "If you act rashly again, I will definitely take your life."

Jiang Wuqi didn't stop Feng Rugui either, and just observed Lu Yuanbai's expression from the sidelines.

After a while, Jiang Wuqi sniffed the disfigured woman's breath, and then said to Feng, "Let's go."

Feng Rugui tied Lu Yuanbai tightly with a rope to prevent rebirth, and then went out with Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi drew a spell on the door with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Do you doubt that Lu Yuanbai is still conscious?"

Feng Rugui nodded and said: "I really don't believe that the female ghost who passed away in less than three months has such a powerful method that can make people completely lose their minds and leave them at her disposal."

Jiang Wuqi walked ahead and said, "Maybe you guessed it right."

Without waiting for Feng Rugui to ask carefully, Jiang Wuqi had already left the inn and hid in the rain curtain.

According to what the female ghost said, the heinous crimes committed by Liang Jingwen had something to do with the brothel, so the two went straight to the brothel.

Most of the brothels in Fengchun City are gathered in Yaochun Alley, and the most famous one is Yaochun Tower. The Yaochun Tower is so famous that the original name of this alley is gradually forgotten. It's time to bite the spring alley.

The brothels all hung red lanterns and opened their doors to welcome guests when night fell. Now it is not even noon, and all the brothels have their doors tightly closed, and there is little movement inside.

Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi looked at each other, and then flew into the Yaochun Tower together.

The two of them had good cultivation, they entered the backyard of Yaochunlou in an instant, and left separately.

After about half a cup of tea, the two of them searched the Yichun Building quietly, and met again in the backyard.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads, then went to the nearby brothel.

The two of them spent another half an hour searching the dozens of brothels in Yaochun Alley, but they couldn't find any trace of Liang Jingwen.

Feng Rugui left Yaochun Alley and hid from the rain under the eaves of Yingchun Alley next to him.

Not long after, Jiang Wuqi, who was instructed by Feng Rugui to buy Zhongshui dumplings, came back with a bowl of Zhongshui dumplings.

As soon as the oil paper covering the surface of the bowl was lifted, the bell dumplings soaked in red oil were exposed. The color was bright red, and because of the addition of sesame seeds, minced garlic, and shallots, it smelled fragrant.

Feng Rugui took the Zhongshui dumpling, took a bite, and the meat filling along with the gravy fell into his mouth. He wanted to ask Jiang Wuqi if he wanted to try it, but he saw a young man in apricot-colored clothes not far away holding a The young man in white held his hand, and said coquettishly with a coquettish smile: "Sir, are you still here tonight?"

The white-clothed young man seemed to be romantic, he squeezed the boy's waist, and said with a narrow smile: "Come again tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to die on your bed tomorrow?"

——But it turns out that this Yingchun Alley is actually the location of the Xiaowan House. Because there are few men who are good-looking, and it is a hindrance to the face, the Xiaohou House does not make fuss about the appearance. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary residence.

Feng Rugui hastily swallowed the bell dumplings in his mouth, and cautiously went to peep at Jiang Wuqi.

Would Jiang Wuqi sneer at the young man in apricot and the young man in white who violated yin and yang and had sex?