Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Jiang Wuqi's usual brows and eyes were gentle, and Feng Rugui was slightly relieved, but suddenly he saw the white-clothed boy holding the apricot-clothed boy in his arms, covering his lips, and kissed the apricot-clothed boy gasping for breath and trembling all over.

The two kissed again for a long time before parting reluctantly, Feng Rugui could even see a few traces of body fluid still being drawn between their lips.

After the young man in white left, the young man in apricot watched for a long time, and even forgot to open the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, until he could no longer see the young man in white, so he went back to the yard completely drenched, and closed the door up.

Jiang Wuqi's face remained the same as usual, Feng Rugui should have been thankful, but couldn't help but want to ask Jiang Wuqi what he thought of Duanxiu, but he didn't dare to speak for a while, and didn't know how to speak, so he had to eat the bell dumplings in silence .

This body likes to eat meat, at first he felt uneasy because of his heart, and suddenly felt that there was no taste in his mouth, but after eating half a bowl, the meat stuffing in it hooked him.

Suddenly, Jiang Wuqi put a hand on Feng Rugui's shoulder, urging his inner breath.

The heat came from Jiang Wuqi's palm, and Feng Rugui's whole body became hot immediately, and some white air came out again, and after a short while, the red clothes all over his body were dried.

Feng Rugui felt that every minute of skin and flesh was Jiang Wuqi's body temperature, and he couldn't even hold the bell dumplings in his hand steadily.

Jiang Wuqi took the bell dumpling that had almost fallen to the ground, and said softly, "Be careful, don't drop this bell dumpling."

"You borrowed this bowl and this spoon from the shop, right? If I drop it, you will have to pay." Feng Rugui clearly knew that Jiang Wuqi cared about him, but he didn't know why he said that when he opened his mouth. Being mean, maybe Jiang Wuqi is too easy to bully?

Jiang Wuqi shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I see that you love this bell dumpling so much. If you drop it, you won't have anything to eat. The store is busy, so you have to wait a long time before I can buy new bell dumplings. Come on, and the dumplings are still hot, you won’t be well if you get burned..."

Feng Rugui pressed his fingertips weakly against Jiang Wuqi's lips and smiled, "I'm an evil ghost who has practiced for thousands of years, how could I be burned by this temperature?"

Jiang Wuqi said seriously: "Even if you won't get burned, the dumpling soup contains gravy, red oil, sesame seeds, minced garlic, and shallots. If the soup splashes, it will definitely stain your clothes."

To Jiang Wuqi, these words had no other meaning, but to Feng Rugui, they were almost sweet words.

During Jiang Wuqi's words just now, Feng Rugui's fingertips were forced to be contaminated with Jiang Wuqi's breath, and it was so hot that Feng Rugui hastily retracted the fingertips.

But that fingertip was caught by Jiang Wuqi, Jiang Wuqi held the bell dumpling in one hand, with the palm of the other facing upwards, sticking to Feng Rugui's fingertips, he lowered his head and asked, "Why is there an injury on the back of your hand?"

The wound on the back of the hand was scratched by Lu Yuanbai, it's not serious, but there are a few superficial wounds, and the bleeding has stopped oozing out.

Feng Rugui then detailed what happened between him and Lu Yuanbai at that time, and said, "I'm fine."

"That's good." Jiang Wuqi let go of Feng Rugui's fingertips, and passed the bell dumplings in front of Feng Rugui, "Eat it."

Feng Rugui not only refused to pick it up, but also said shamelessly: "This bowl is too hot, I can't handle it, just feed me."

Feng Rugui just said that he is an evil spirit who has practiced for thousands of years and would not be hurt by the temperature, but now he said that the bowl is too hot to hold, Jiang Wuqi smiled helplessly, picked up the spoon, and put the bell dumplings into the bowl Feng Rugui sent it to his lips.

Feng Rugui hadn't even put on the fat on his lips, but his lips were already bright red, and after being stained with a little red oil, they became even more radiant. When he opened his mouth to eat Zhong Dumplings, some tip of his tongue would leak out. It is much more beautiful than his lip color.

Jiang Wuqi, on the other hand, had no distractions in his mind, and fed Feng Rugui one by one the Zhong Dumplings at the same speed as Feng Rugui was eating.

There was only one bell dumpling left in a bowl, and Feng Rugui still had one bell dumpling in his mouth, so he waved his hand and mumbled, "Jiang Wuqi, eat it."

Jiang Wuqi refused in a soft voice: "You'd better eat it, meat and meat are forbidden in the poor way."

Feng Rugui pondered and said, "No meat? As far as I know, not all Taoist priests don't eat meat. You can eat meat that is clean."

The three clean meats, that is, don't see killing, don't hear about killing, and don't kill for yourself.

Jiang Wuqi said with a smile: "What you said is true, but according to the rules set by the master, the poor are not even allowed to eat the three clean meats."

"Okay." Feng Rugui didn't force Jiang Wuqi, so he used up the last bell dumpling with Jiang Wuqi's spoon. Afterwards, he snatched the porcelain bowl and spoon from Jiang Wuqi's hand, and threw the spoon into the porcelain bowl Among them, the porcelain bowl was put aside.

Jiang Wuqi was full of doubts, but in the next moment, he hugged him like home.

Feng Rugui was like Jiang Wuqi just now, urging his inner breath, not long after, Jiang Wuqi's Taoist robe was also dried.

Then, Feng Rugui pushed Jiang Wuqi away, looked into Jiang Wuqi's eyes and asked, "Why do you only dry the clothes on my body, but not your Taoist robe?"

"Whether this robe is dry or not, it doesn't matter to Pindao, but your addiction has occurred three times since last night. You are weak, and you can easily catch cold in wet clothes." Jiang Wuqi apologized. I searched for Liang Jingwen, but ignored this matter, I really feel sorry for you."

Feng Rugui stared at Jiang Wuqi in a daze for a moment, but he continued to push forward and said: "Daoist, since you can't forgive me, you have to promise me one thing."

——Promise me that even if you know that I am a broken sleeve, you will treat me as you are now.

His lips quivered and his throat trembled, but the words were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get them out no matter what, he really couldn't muster up the courage to admit that he was a broken sleeve in front of Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi said with a good temper: "What do you want me to promise?"

Feng Rugui casually pointed to the porcelain bowl and spoon that he had put aside, and said, "Go and return the porcelain bowl and spoon, and buy another pork and dried plum cake to eat with me."

"Okay, you wait a moment." Jiang Wuqi picked up the porcelain bowl, and was about to leave, but Feng Rugui changed an oil-paper umbrella, stuffed it into his hand, pursed his lips and smiled, "It took me a long time to get Daoist Your Taoist robe is dry, so don't get wet again."

"Thank you." Jiang Wuqi held the porcelain bowl in one hand and the oil-paper umbrella in the other, and fled away with his movements.

Feng Rugui stared at the direction where Jiang Wuqi disappeared, slightly lost his mind, but a girl's cry suddenly sounded beside her ear.

He followed the sound and came to a hut in the backyard of Yaochun Building. The door of this hut was locked tightly with a chain, and there was no window. It is not difficult to guess that the girl inside was either punished for making mistakes, or refused to obey. I jumped into the fire pit, only to be here.

With a single point of his finger, the chain that was as thick as his forearm broke, and he pushed the door open and walked in. The girl who met his eyes was weeping, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head, revealing a face She was so pitiful and touching.

The room was pitch-black, and she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but fortunately, due to the heavy rain outside, the light was dim, and she immediately adapted to it.

Seeing Feng Rugui coming in, she shrank into a ball instinctively, but her mouth was stiff: "Even if you beat me to death, I will not do what you want."

Feng Rugui couldn't help but chuckled: "What are you doing if I beat you to death?"

Hearing Feng Rugui's soft tone, the girl boldly looked around, the room was dark, Feng Rugui was half hidden in it, only the red dress was very eye-catching.

Feng Rugui, who was dressed in red, bent down, took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the girl's cheeks, and said softly, "How about I rescue you?"

Hearing this, the girl burst into tears immediately, no matter how much Feng Rugui wiped it off, she couldn't wipe it clean, she hugged Feng Rugui vigorously, and said gratefully: "Thank you sister for saving me."

Feng Rugui didn't correct her address, but picked her up and flew out.

His feet barely landed on the ground, and he smelled the aroma of pork, dried plum, and vegetable cakes. The fruit on one side was really Jiang Wuqi, and Jiang Wuqi was no more than three feet away from him.

Jiang Wuqi was holding a freshly baked pork and dried plum cake, and saw Feng Rugui hugging a young girl from a distance, and felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, so he quickened his pace and walked up to Feng Rugui, asking, "Who is she?"

Feng Rugui put the girl down, and explained to Jiang Wuqi: "I heard her cry and rescued her from the Yaochun Tower, and I don't know anything else."

The girl bowed to Jiang Wuqi and said, "I am called Zeng Ru, and I was deceived and sold into the Yaochun Building."

Feng Rugui suddenly thought of Liang Jingwen, and asked anxiously, "Who is the one who betrayed you?"

"It's that Liang Jingwen..." Zeng Ru couldn't help crying again, "I was born in Linchun City, my family was poor, and my parents died early. One day, Liang Jingwen took advantage of me picking mulberries and showed me his favor, saying that he wanted to marry me Wife, I have heard of his talent and name before, I saw that he was handsome and his thoughts were floating, but because of his shyness, he didn't respond on the spot, that Liang Jingwen told me again and again when I was picking mulberries and washing yarn. Interesting thing, after a long time, I couldn't resist, so I accepted his marriage, and came to Spring City with him, unexpectedly..."

She was so choked up that she couldn't utter clear words, she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Unexpectedly, he actually sold me into Yaochun Tower, even though I begged him hard, he didn't have the slightest soft-heartedness, took the silver, and left gone."

Liang Jingwen is not a kind person, but Feng Rugui only heard about his trafficking of girls from the mouth of the female ghost, he was not sure whether what the female ghost said was true, but now he has a witness.

Feng Rugui felt pity for those innocent girls, and asked with a frown, "Except for you, do you know how many other people were sold by Liang Jingwen into that Chunying Building?"

Zeng Ru thought for a while, and said bitterly: "As far as I know, there are as many as 15 people, among them... six of them were forced to become flower girls in the building, and three of them were pretended to be girls because of self-destructive appearance. slaves, and the remaining six..."

She took a breath, and said through gritted teeth: "The remaining six people committed suicide, and their bodies were thrown in a mass grave!"