Vicious female supporting role, gender male

After Feng Rugui finished speaking, he really fell asleep, buried his head in Jiang Wuqi's arms, and held Jiang Wuqi's waist tightly with both hands.

The sprayed agrimony and bletilla striata were washed away again and again by the rushing blood, and Yun Yan took a lot of effort to completely stop the bleeding, so that the medicine powder could firmly adhere to the wound.

He managed to bandage the wound properly, before he asked: "Is this Mr. Feng a fairy or a demon? After removing the flesh, can he regenerate the flesh?"

He pointed to the red silk around Feng Rugui's neck again, and said, "Is there a wound here that should not be exposed to others?"

Yun Yan is an ordinary person, knowing too much is of no benefit to him, and Jiang Wuqi is unwilling to reveal too much, he just said: "He is neither a fairy nor a demon."

"Really?" Yun Yan sensed that Jiang Wuqi was deliberately holding back, and he didn't force it, he just muttered to himself, "If Ziheng had the same physique as Mr. Feng, Ziheng wouldn't have died..."

As he spoke, Huang Lian was in his mouth for a moment: "Just now I suddenly overlapped Mr. Feng and Ziheng. After worshiping Ziheng today, Ziheng's voice and smile have been lingering in my mind. , Daoist, tell me, after three years, if I commit suicide now, can I catch up with Ziheng?"

Yun Yan's obsession with obsession completely failed Feng Rugui just now when he reluctantly got down on the bed, and the slap he slapped also failed Feng Rugui's consolation.

Jiang Wuqi was originally sympathetic to Yun Yan's sudden difficulty in self-control, but when he heard this, he couldn't help being angry, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips immediately: "Yun Yan, as a doctor, you wantonly discarded patients and let them peel off their own flesh and blood. It is dereliction of duty; Yunyan, as a son of man, you are thinking of committing suicide, how can you be worthy of your biological parents? It is not easy for a woman to give birth, it is like going to the gate of hell. Your mother was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to you through hardships. To make you commit suicide? As for your Ziheng, do you think he would want you to go to hell for him?"

He kissed Feng Rugui's brows, and continued: "Feng Rugui shouldn't have slapped you just now, and he shouldn't have spent too much time talking with you. The flesh and flesh on his ankle were picked off by you, and it hurts already." It was severe, but he got out of bed for you, do you know how much he hurts?"

He pointed to the bloody footprints left by Feng Rugui on the ground: "Open your eyes and look carefully."

Yun Yan looked at Jiang Wuqi's fingertips, and after a while, said in a low voice: "Young Master Feng lost a lot of blood, I went to decoct medicine for him, and his clothes were soaked, I boiled hot water beforehand, so I'll trouble you Chang wiped his body for him, and then changed into a suit of clothes, he lost a lot of blood, his body was weak, and he couldn't bear the cold."

When the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the medicine cabinet. After taking a few steps, Jiang Wuqi sighed: "Yun Yan, suicide is a crime. If you commit suicide, you will be detained by ghosts." Entering the city of death in vain, you have to kill yourself day after day at the same moment you kill yourself, until your original lifespan is exhausted. And if Zi Hengru had been kind to others in his lifetime and had never done evil, then he should have been reincarnated long ago. After three years, how can you catch up with him? Maybe he is a baby waiting to be fed now."

"The Taoist priest is bothering you." Yun Yan was in a state of confusion, he turned his head and thanked Jiang Wuqi, then went straight to the medicine cabinet to prepare the medicine.

Jiang Wuqi glanced at Yun Yan, trying to push away Feng Rugui's hand that was hugging his waist tightly, but Feng Rugui clearly hadn't woken up, but was so wronged that he couldn't stop whimpering.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand and gently stroked Feng Rugui's back to comfort him, but he heard Feng Rugui murmur: "Jiang Wuqi, don't go, I will be obedient, and I won't bite you indiscriminately, let alone If you drink your blood again, don't leave, Jiang Wuqi..."

After a while, fine tears dripped from the end of Feng Rugui's eyes, no matter how Jiang Wuqi wiped them, they couldn't wipe them off.

When Feng Rugui was sober, he loved to be brave, and when he suffered the pain of flesh removal, he just said "it's nothing, it doesn't hurt at all", but Feng Rugui who was in a coma confessed like this, in fact, he was always afraid of himself because of his Biting his own skin, sucking his own blood, and abandoning him?

Jiang Wuqi knew that Feng Rugui couldn't hear him, but he still said word for word: "You are too good at patience, and the poor know that you will not bite the poor, let alone drink the blood of the poor, you don't have to I am responsible, you have no fault at all, it is all caused by your addiction and has nothing to do with you."

Feng Rugui couldn't hear at all, and instinctively cried even more fiercely, not only hugging Jiang Wuqi's waist with his hands so that it was almost embedded in that waist, but also entangled his feet.

During the movement, the left foot, which was finally bandaged properly, bleeds a little again, and the foot bone hits Jiang Wuqi's tibia, causing pain.

Jiang Wuqi didn't dare try to push Feng Rugui's fingers away, but hugged Feng Rugui into his arms.

After a while, Feng Rugui seemed to have finally settled down, stopped crying, and buried his cheek in Jiang Wuqi's neck contentedly, breathing evenly.

But the tears on Feng Rugui's face were still wet, and he looked pitiful, as if he had been bullied by Jiang Wuqi badly.

After Yun Yan prepared the medicine, he went to visit Feng Rugui again, but he saw Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi hugging each other with almost no gap, and he was immediately envious.

Jiang Wuqi looked up at Yun Yan, and said helplessly, "Can I trouble you to bring the water?"

Yun Yan nodded, brought water as he said, soaked the soft cloth again, handed it to Jiang Wuqi, and then went to cook the medicine.

Jiang Wuqi reached out to take it, bowed his head and kissed Feng Rugui's forehead, then went to wipe Feng Rugui's face. After wiping his face, he carefully untied the red silk around Feng Rugui's neck.

Without the cover of the red silk, the exposed throat was almost healed, but Jiang Wuqi's mind suddenly recalled Feng Rugui's throat pierced by sharp claws, at that time Feng Rugui was dripping with blood, But he turned his head and smiled at him: "Jiang Wuqi, I'm fine, this little injury will kill me, you'd better take care of yourself."

Immediately, he lowered his head in a mysterious way, kissed Feng Rugui's throat, even poked out the tip of his tongue, and licked it lightly. The slender Adam's apple was pressed against the tip of his tongue, pulsating regularly.

He suddenly felt that this was inappropriate, so he straightened up immediately, then went to wipe Feng Rugui's collarbone, and then tore off Feng Rugui's clothes, because Feng Rugui hugged him, he couldn't take off Feng Rugui's clothes , so he could only put his left hand holding the soft cloth into Feng Rugui's clothes.

Suddenly, a sticky and sweet murmur entered his ears, and the next moment, he saw Feng Rugui opened his eyes, which seemed to be frightened, and there were emotions he couldn't discern .

Feng Rugui knew that Jiang Wuqi was just trying to wipe his body for him and had no other thoughts, while snatching the soft cloth from Jiang Wuqi's hand, he said with a narrow smile: "Master Daoist, you are taking advantage of my sleepiness to treat me lightly. Is it?"

Jiang Wuqi replied: "Yun Yandao, you have lost too much blood, and you can't stand the cold."

Feng Rugui fit Jiang Wuqi down, rubbed his pale lips against Jiang Wuqi's left collarbone, exhaled like blue and said: "Master Dao, your body is so warm, if you are afraid that I will catch cold, why don't you take it off?" Use all your clothes to keep me warm?"

"Poverty..." Jiang Wuqi was troubled, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Feng Rugui chuckled lightly and said, "Men and women are not married, but I am not a woman, and I will definitely not ask you to marry me as a matchmaker, and welcome me through the door."

"Poverty..." Jiang Wuqi hesitated for a long time, made up his mind, and stretched out his hand to relieve the dark blue Deluo.

Feng Rugui didn't dare to let Jiang Wuqi warm him indiscriminately, he pressed Jiang Wuqi's fingers in a panic, and said with a smile: "Master Dao, I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Jiang Wuqi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "I see."

Then, he actually put his finger on the belt around Feng Rugui's waist, and with a light tug, Feng Rugui's red dress opened, revealing the snow-white undershirt underneath.

Feng Rugui didn't dare to let Jiang Wuqi wipe his body for him, raised his hand to gather the red clothes, pretended to be calm and smiled and said: "Jiang Wuqi, you can carry me inside."

Jiang Wuqi carried Feng Rugui to the small room as he said, and brought in the wooden basin, took the soft cloth from Feng Rugui's hand, soaked it in hot water, wrung it dry, and then handed the soft cloth to Feng Rugui.

Feng Rugui saw Jiang Wuqi walking to the door of the room, turned his back, but didn't go out, so he knew that Jiang Wuqi must have sensed that he didn't want to let him brush his body, and Jiang Wuqi was afraid that he would be in need or that something might happen to him, so he stayed behind. with him.

Jiang Wuqi was really too gentle.

Jiang Wuqi's injuries were all thanks to him, and they haven't healed yet, so why treat him so tenderly?

He stared at Jiang Wuqi's back for a long time before he lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes.

He was sweating profusely from the pain just now, but the clothes he changed out of were soaked, unexpectedly it was no different from the one he changed out after soaking in the rain.

He wiped his body carefully, then put on the obscene clothes, and then said to Jiang Wuqi: "Jiang Wuqi, can you come here and dry my hair?"

Jiang Wuqi turned around, took a clean soft cloth, sat on the edge of Feng Rugui's bed, carefully wiped Feng Rugui's hair, Feng Rugui took advantage of the situation to rest his head on Jiang Wuqi's lap, once and for all yawning.

Feng Rugui's hair was soaked by rain and hot sweat one after another, it was extremely damp, there were sporadic drops of water slowly dripping from the tips of the hair, splashing water one by one on the ground to faint.

Jiang Wuqi gestured gently, and Feng Rugui half-closed his eyes in comfort, but at this moment, the addiction hit him.

That's right, he lost so much blood and flesh, how could there be any reason why the addiction wouldn't kick in?It was because he was paralyzed by the pain that he asked Jiang Wuqi to wipe his hair, and he should have kicked Jiang Wuqi out just now.

With a snap of his fingers, the tip of his nose was filled with the aroma of Jiang Wuqi's flesh and the aroma of the blood hidden in the flesh, his cochlea was filled with the sound of Jiang Wuqi's blood flowing through his blood vessels, and his mouth secreted overflowing body fluid. It also squirmed quickly.

"You are seriously injured, you should press this Taoist priest under your body, suck his blood dry, eat his flesh, swallow his internal organs, as your own nourishment, he was born in this world for you, you Why be patient?"

——No, he is Jiang Wuqi, my favorite Jiang Wuqi.

Feng Rugui desperately resisted the seductive temptation in his head, unconsciously biting his lower lip.

The lower lip was already scarred, and when he bit it, the blood flowed out easily.

He endured and endured until Jiang Wuqi wiped his hair dry, then he grabbed Jiang Wuqi's left hand and licked it lightly.

Jiang Wuqi let Feng Rugui lick his left hand, and at the same time wiped off the remaining blood on Feng Rugui's lips with his right hand.

Feng Rugui licked Jiang Wuqi's left hand thoroughly, fingertips, fingertips, finger joints, back of hand, palm, every inch of texture made him linger.

When he was young, he bit the back of Jiang Wuqi's hand with the tips of his teeth and sucked some blood, but unfortunately the hickey marks he left on the back of Jiang Wuqi's hand have faded, and Jiang Wuqi didn't know it.

He didn't want to suck Jiang Wuqi's blood too much, so he relieved the addiction a little, so he only licked, sucked, and nibbled lightly.

In a daze, he suddenly realized that one of the reasons why Jiang Wuqi guarded him was because he predicted that his addiction would break out.

In order to resist the addiction, he exhausted the remaining strength, and after a while, he fell asleep with Jiang Wuqi's skin on the back of his hand.