Vicious female supporting role, gender male

The smell of blood made Feng Rugui's slender Adam's apple squirm impatiently. He threw Jiang Wuqi to the ground with all his strength, pressed down together, and clamped Jiang Wuqi's wrists with both hands, before eagerly getting Jiang Wuqi bitten by him. to suck blood from the broken throat.

The hot and sweet blood grazed the lips, rubbed against the teeth, wiped the tongue, overflowed the oral mucosa, slid down the throat, and finally fell safely into the abdomen.

Jiang Wuqi's back was against the uneven ground, and the tip of his nose was full of bloody smell, but he didn't struggle at all, instead, he looked at Feng Rugui with soft eyes under the bright moonlight.

Even though his eyes were scarlet, Feng Rugui still had the appearance of bewitching all living beings, his gaze was radiant and radiant, his complexion was slightly pale, and there was a hint of madness between his eyebrows and eyes.

His throat was clearly his most vulnerable point, but being bitten by Feng Rugui, Jiang Wuqi didn't feel that he would die in Feng Rugui's mouth at all.

At some point, he developed pure trust in Feng Rugui, trusting that Feng Rugui would not harm him.

But now that he was clearly in danger, why didn't this trust waver in the slightest?

Feng Rugui was originally an evil spirit for thousands of years, bloodthirsty and meat eating is common, Xu Feng Rugui would really drink his blood, tear off his skin, and then swallow his internal organs.

But why both his mind and body are unwilling to push Feng Rugui away?

Jiang Wuqi moved his wrists, endured the pain, and squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Feng Rugui, let go, Pindao will never push you away."

The voice was so hoarse that it was hard to recognize, Feng Rugui sucked Jiang Wuqi's blood and ignored it.

That's right, Feng Rugui is already deaf, how can he hear his own voice.

Jiang Wuqi desperately pulled out a hand, and rubbed the ends of Feng Rugui's eyes, Feng Rugui lost his mind, his lips and teeth were merciless, why did his eyes show fear and anxiety from time to time?

Feng Rugui mistakenly thought that Jiang Wuqi was going to resist him, so he first slapped away Jiang Wuqi's right hand attached to the end of his eyes, then clasped Jiang Wuqi's wrists with one hand, and tore off the blue-colored deluo on Jiang Wuqi's body with the other. Luo is the clothing material, style chosen by Feng Rugui himself, and the money he paid, but now it is also torn by Feng Rugui himself, and he wants to use this to bind Jiang Wuqi's hands.

Jiang Wuqi sensed Feng Rugui's intentions, so he didn't struggle, and grabbed him without a fight. His hands were restrained by Feng Rugui on top of his head, and the cloth between his wrists was very soft, even if he was bound tightly, he would not feel uncomfortable. .

After sucking the blood from Jiang Wuqi's throat for a while, Feng Rugui's five senses were gradually revived under the nourishment of the blood, but his mind was completely lost, looking at the blood-stained Jiang Wuqi under his body, he was only full of confusion.

——Who is this Taoist priest?

—Whoever he is, his blood is delicious.

Jiang Wuqi met Feng Rugui's gaze, without any annoyance in his eyes, he just asked softly, "Feng Rugui, are you feeling better?"

As soon as Jiang Wuqi spoke, he touched the opening in his throat, and blood flowed out of the opening immediately.

Jiang Wuqi's words were fragmented, and Feng Rugui couldn't hear them clearly at all, so he lowered his head subconsciously, leaning closer to those lips to listen.

But the aroma of fresh blood rushed into the nostrils at this moment, and before Jiang Wuqi could repeat it again, Feng Rugui couldn't resist the temptation, and opened his mouth to bite the open flesh again.

The flesh is flexible, being crushed and ground obediently between his lips and teeth, and a little bit down is the Adam's apple.

He sucked the opening heavily, and then held the Adam's apple, feeling the surge of blood under it, and at the same time, his legs pressed Jiang Wuqi's legs to prevent Jiang Wuqi from affecting his eating.

After sucking his Adam's apple, he then tore off Jiang Wuqi's remaining jacket and inner jacket, exposing his chest.

After gnawing with his teeth one by one, he bit a hole in his heart and sucked in every possible way.

Jiang Wuqi felt that Feng Rugui in front of him was like a beast that couldn't be satisfied, after eating it, he started to tease him, he wanted to play with the prey he had already got, so he was willing to tear it apart.

The feeling of being touched by the lips and licked by the tip of the tongue is quite strange. Apart from the pain, there is also a taste that he doesn't know.

Soon the clothes on his waist and abdomen were also taken off, his side waist was injured by vines earlier, there was a shallow scratch, Feng Rugui started to suck on this scratch.

After sucking for a while, Feng Rugui stripped off the rest of his clothes, and then walked around inch by inch, and when he found a place he wanted, he bit and sucked blood.

Feng Rugui showed no sign of stopping the rampage, and he had no intention of stopping Jiang Wuqi's bleeding. The grass under Jiang Wuqi's body was soaked by the blood pouring out of his throat, and his waist was dying.

With the flow of blood, Jiang Wuqi's consciousness gradually blurred, and the premonition of death overturned, caged him tightly.

He half-closed his eyes, and said angrily, "Feng Rugui, you have to live."

Feng Rugui listened with his ears, he had sucked enough blood, and he would no longer be confused by the blood in Jiang Wuqi's throat, but when Jiang Wuqi's voice came to his ears, he said blankly: "I... I called Feng Rugui ?”

"You call Feng Rugui." Jiang Wuqi struggled to wipe off the remaining blood stained on the corners of Feng Rugui's lips with his bound fingertips, "You must live."

live?

Didn't I die a year ago?

How to live?

who am I?

I am the second son of the Wangfu with a different surname.

No, I am Feng Rugui...

Suddenly, with a splitting headache, Feng Rugui suddenly got off Jiang Wuqi's body, the fiery red robes were agitated by the inner breath, and the ghostly aura that haunted him suddenly blew up, suddenly covering the bright moon in the sky.

It was pitch black in front of him, he couldn't see anything, Jiang Wuqi was afraid that something might happen to Feng Rugui, so he used his teeth to untie Deluo from his wrist, stood up with great effort, stretched out his hand and groped like a blind man, but called urgently: " Feng Rugui, Feng Rugui, where are you?"

His voice was very hoarse, like a ghost crying in the dark, gloomy and weird.

He stopped the bleeding, and pressed the wound on his throat with his hand, but in the blink of an eye, his palm was wet, and warm blood flowed from his fingers, "tick-tick-tick" and fell into the overgrown weeds .

"Feng Rugui." This sound could be heard, but the ground under his feet shook violently, and then there was another loud noise.

He staggered, his body was out of balance, and he supported the ground with his palms in time, so he didn't fall, and he just stood up when the shaking stopped.

Breathing out was extremely difficult, and his limbs were weak due to excessive blood loss. Panting heavily, he managed to grope for a living creature.

He caressed the living creature's cheek, then stroked the living creature's limbs, making sure that the living creature was safe and sound, before hugging it into his arms, he sighed and said, "Feng Rugui, are you alright?"

"I...I..." Instead of regaining his senses, Feng Rugui pressed Jiang Wuqi under him again and bit his cheek.

Feng Rugui, who had sucked a lot of blood, was scorching all over his body, and Jiang Wuqi was scalded, before he reached out and stroked the back of Feng Rugui's head, and said softly, "It's okay, if you don't have enough, just take some more."

"You..." Feng Rugui loosened the flesh on his side cheeks, and the scarlet in his eyes receded slightly. As a thousand-year-old evil spirit, his ability to see things in the dark was better than Jiang Wuqi's. He focused on Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes. , I don't know how long it took, a low moan suddenly burst out from between his lips.

He frowned, his expression panicked, his eyes were full of tears, he looked at Jiang Wuqi, and said with a sob in his mouth, "Jiang Wuqi, does it hurt?"

As soon as he regained his senses, the ghost aura weakened a lot, and the full moon shone brightly again.

"You can finally understand poverty." Jiang Wuqi saw Feng Rugui's expression clearly, and his heart ached again.

Jiang Wuqi under him had a hoarse voice, his face was as white as paper, his body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were not covered. It was obvious that he had done it himself. Feng Rugui regretted and hated him when he returned home. Jiang Wuqi risked his life to save him, but he repaid his kindness with revenge. It was really ungrateful He should have just died in that swamp.

Thinking of this, he heard Jiang Wuqi ask instead: "Are you okay?"

Feng Rugui bit his lip: "You idiot, I almost devoured you, what do you care about me?"

"You didn't do it on purpose, I don't blame you." Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand to caress the tip of Feng Rugui's frowning brows, "You don't have to blame yourself."

"You are really a fool." With sobs, Feng Rugui took out the wound medicine from his sleeve, treated Jiang Wuqi's wounds all over his body, and carefully applied the medicine.

Because he was in love with Jiang Wuqi, when faced with a bite on the heel of his leg, he immediately instinctively thought about it, it was inappropriate and made him feel sick.

Jiang Wuqi is a gentleman, just like the breeze and bright moon, but he covets and covets him shamelessly, trying in vain to drag him into the lust of flesh and blood, and perish with him.

Jiang Wuqi saved him, it was really a mistake.

His face was expressionless and his fingers stiffened by his own thoughts. After giving Jiang Wuqi good medicine, he tore off his clothes and bandaged Jiang Wuqi properly, then put Jiang Wuqi's inner and middle clothes on, and went to find Jiang Wuqi Nadro, but where did Nadro go?

He looked around, but saw that Nadro was broken into several pieces and was lying miserably in the withered yellow grass. The blue color against the withered yellow was quite eye-catching.

No wonder when he was wounding Jiang Wuqi, he saw that Jiang Wuqi's wrists were slightly red, but he didn't expect that it was him who bound Jiang Wuqi's wrists with Deluo.

Regret and shame all washed up, but there was a hint of sweetness in it.

If Jiang Wuqi resisted, he would not be bound by his hands. Therefore, Jiang Wuqi must have indulged him.

Why did Jiang Wuqi indulge him to such an extent?

Does Jiang Wuqi also have thoughts about him?

——No, it's impossible, Jiang Wuqi is not a broken sleeve, Jiang Wuqi's favorite should be Miss Liu.

And Jiang Wuqi did this because he felt sorry for him?

Yes, it must be because of pity for him, otherwise, why every time he sucked blood from Jiang Wuqi, Jiang Wuqi looked at him with pity?

Feng Rugui collected his thoughts, helped Jiang Wuqi up, and said apologetically, "Jiang Wuqi, your throat wound is very deep, the medicine powder alone may not be enough, I will take you to the doctor."

Jiang Wuqi nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

Feng Rugui didn't like Jiang Wuqi being so polite to him, so he gave Jiang Wuqi a look: "There is nothing to bother you."

But just this one glance, as soon as his eyes touched Jiang Wuqi's pale lips, he was so painful that he almost passed out, and the pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Wuqi again.

After the two of them left, there were only patches, a little bit of scarlet, and a crack one foot deep and more than fifty feet long that was broken by Feng Rugui.