Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Jiang Wuqi replied: "He is better now, just rest for a while."

"Then I won't bother you." The woman said politely, "Master Daoist, if you need anything, just tell me."

"Thank you, girl." While speaking, Jiang Wuqi suddenly felt that Feng Rugui rubbed his left collarbone, and wiped away Nadro's skirt. Afterwards, the piece of flesh where the collarbone and shoulder met He bit it and crushed it with his teeth.

Feng Ru Guixian did it on purpose, after the woman left, he looked up at Jiang Wuqi and said: "Jiang Wuqi, I don't like talking to others when you hug me."

Now it is clear that Feng Rugui is holding him, not he is holding Feng Rugui, but he also does not know why he indulges Feng Rugui so much. Seeing the scratch on Feng Rugui's side cheek, he is powerless to refute, but lightly hands Caressing Feng Rugui's back, echoed: "It's a poor man, isn't it?"

Feng Rugui knew that he had made trouble out of no reason, and when he heard that Jiang Wuqi apologized, he immediately felt embarrassed.

But he saw that Jiang Wuqi's face was not sullen, but he didn't feel that he was pushing an inch: "When you hold me in the future, you are not allowed to talk to others."

"Fine." Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand to wipe off the scarlet that was protruding from Feng Rugui's chin, and said softly, "Can I take care of the scratches on your body?"

"No need, these scratches don't hurt at all, and they can heal within an hour at most, what do you care about them?" Feng Rugui's words were not false, but Jiang Wuqi frowned: "Don't fight Since you have a special constitution, you don't take the wounds on your body seriously, and if you have any wounds, it's better to deal with them earlier."

"Then it's up to you." Feng Rugui lay back on the bed, and let Jiang Wuqi take out a clean handkerchief to wipe off the scarlet secretion one by one. Gui only felt his arms go cold, and immediately felt extremely ashamed, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to touch Jiang Wuqi at all.

That day, at the mass grave, he took off all his clothes and asked Jiang Wuqi to examine the scars on his body. Yu Li, now, he actually wanted to restore the clothes to their original state.

Jiang Wuqi didn't notice Feng Rugui's strangeness, he took care of the scratches on Feng Rugui's arms, then tore off Feng Rugui's lapel, and then, a scratch shot into his eyes dripping with blood. The scratch was embedded on the top of Feng Rugui's left shoulder, much deeper than the rest of the scratches, and there was even a strand of green humulus mixed in it.

He carefully took out the wisp of humulus, pressed the wound with a veil, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much." The left shoulder was completely exposed to Jiang Wuqi's eyes, and Feng Rugui couldn't help urging, "Hurry up."

Jiang Wuqi quickly took care of this scratch, and then he took care of the rest of the scratches one by one, then touched Feng Rugui's forehead, and said softly, "You can rest for a while."

Feng Rugui nodded, seeing Jiang Wuqi got up and left, and subconsciously grabbed Jiang Wuqi's sleeves.

Jiang Wuqi turned around, covered the back of Feng Rugui's hands, and comforted him: "Pin Dao is not leaving, and Pin Dao is just going to sit aside and meditate."

Feng Rugui's tense body immediately stretched out, but he said in his mouth: "If you want to go, go, I will definitely not keep you."

Jiang Wuqi wondered: "Since you want to walk poorly, why don't you loosen the clothes of the poor?"

After being told by Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui immediately let go of the bluish blue soft satin in his hand, laid his hands quietly on the bed, and at the same time glanced at Jiang Wuqi: "You go."

Seeing that Jiang Wuqi was really about to leave, he stared angrily at Jiang Wuqi's back and said, "I made this for you out of silver. If you want to leave, you have to take it off and give it to me."

Jiang Wuqi went out straight away, ignoring him at all, Feng Rugui looked at the door closed by Jiang Wuqi, feeling wronged and regretful, why did he want to compete with Jiang Wuqi with duplicity?

The situation in the nightmare was overturned in an instant, and the regret was even greater.

He sat up and got down on the bed, due to the violent attack of the addiction once, his legs were weak, he staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, a person came quickly and supported him.

As soon as he raised his head, Jiang Wuqi who had gone and returned came into sight. He was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and even said in a vicious voice: "Jiang Wuqi, did you come back and return Deluo to me?"

Jiang Wuqi said helplessly: "Where is the poor way that annoys you?"

"You annoy me everywhere." Feng Rugui snorted softly, "What did you do just now?"

Jiang Wuqi pointed to the wooden basin placed on the table and said: "Pindaosi thought you sweated a lot before, and now he is afraid that his whole body is sticky, so he went out and brought a basin of water."

Hearing this, Feng Rugui suddenly felt that the skin all over his body was sticky and uncomfortable. Jiang Wuqi's concern was extremely beneficial to him. He let Jiang Wuqi help him to sit on the side of the bed, and said generously: "Since you are doing this for so much For my own sake, I forgive you, and you bring that basin of water to me."

Jiang Wuqi brought the basin of water to Feng Rugui's feet as he said, then looked at Feng Rugui seriously and said, "It's inconvenient for Poor Dao to stay here, wait for you to pass by and call Pindao, Poor Dao The Tao is just outside the door, and it will not go far."

"En." After Jiang Wuqi went out, Feng Rugui took off his clothes, carefully avoided the wound Jiang Wuqi had treated, and wiped his body carefully.

Jiang Wuqi stood with his back to the door, he was hit by the bright light, and through the lattice window on the door, a large shadow was cast on the floor of the room.

Feng Rugui stared at the shadow, and felt that Jiang Wuqi was leaning against the door, watching him wipe his body with his own eyes.

Immediately, he felt shy, turned his back in a hurry, finished wiping in a hurry, and when he was about to put on his clothes, his body turned around for some reason, exposing his front to the shadow.

He could hear his own heart beating like a drum, his fingertips softened by the beating, and his clothes immediately fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, but because of the weakness of his fingertips, he took a long time to pick up the clothes.

Then, his lips and teeth called softly as if conscious: "Jiang Wuqi..."

Jiang Wuqi was outside the door, and when he heard Feng Rugui calling him, he pushed the door in without hesitation. Unexpectedly, Feng Rugui who caught his eyes was naked, with red skin, watery eyes, and only a few fingers on his fingertips. Close up clothes.

Jiang Wuqi quickly walked up to Feng Rugui, hugged him in his arms, touched his forehead with one hand, and found that there was no high fever, so he was relieved: "Seeing you like this, Pindao thought you were crazy. high fever."

"I..." Feng Rugui's whole body was wrapped in Jiang Wuqi's arms, and his hands covered the cloth around Jiang Wuqi's heart, trying to push Jiang Wuqi away, but he had no strength at all, so he could only let Jiang Wuqi hold him.

Jiang Wuqi's clothes were neat, but he was naked. The sense of shame hit his brain and burned his skin hot.

This is the first time after he became Feng Rugui, he has a body temperature comparable to that of ordinary people.

Jiang Wuqi suddenly felt that Feng Rugui's body temperature was abnormal, and he lowered his head to look, but only saw Feng Rugui's bright lips and a little bit of snow-white teeth leaking from the lips.

He was a little flustered for a while, but after he collected his mind, he pushed Feng Rugui away, took the clothes from Feng Rugui's fingertips, put on the inner garment for Feng Rugui, and carried Feng Rugui to the bed to lie down .

Feng Rugui turned around and faced him with his thin back, that back was straight, like a butterfly bone, as if it would tear his inner garment.

Jiang Wuqi involuntarily stretched out his hand to caress, and then pulled the thin quilt to cover Feng Rugui's back, but there was a slight tremor on his back.

Jiang Wuqi worriedly said: "Are you okay? Why is it so hot? How about asking the doctor here?"

"No need, I'm fine, just stay by my side and meditate." The butterfly bone touched by Jiang Wuqi was numb and itchy, Feng Rugui couldn't bear it, but his tone was calm.

Jiang Wuqi looked at Feng Rugui again, and then he closed his eyes and crossed his feet under Feng Rugui's bed, but usually he could breathe smoothly when he closed his eyes, but today it was very disordered.