Vicious female supporting role, gender male

As the injury on his left foot gradually improved, Feng Rugui became more and more absent-minded day by day.

Previously, he made up his mind to go back to Ghost Mountain and stay away from Jiang Wuqi, lest he lose his mind one day and kill Jiang Wuqi.

But when the time for parting is approaching, he hopes that the days will pass slowly. If a moment, a snap of a finger, and a circle can turn into a year, a hundred years, or tens of thousands of years, it would be great, and it would be enough for him to describe it carefully. Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes are enough for him to bully Jiang Wuqi wantonly, enough for him to act like a baby with Jiang Wuqi softly.

He even wished to pluck off the flesh on his left foot again, so that he could see Jiang Wuqi's distressed eyes again, so that Jiang Wuqi could look after him day and night.

After he became Feng Rugui, the pain of picking flesh was the most severe pain he had ever suffered, but so what, even if the pain was excruciating, it would be good to be with Jiang Wuqi.

No.30, who personally removed the flesh below the knee of his left foot, was able to walk independently on the [-]th day without Jiang Wuqi's support.

But he kept it a secret, and asked Jiang Wuqi to help him go for a walk outside as usual. After walking for a long time, he cried out that he was tired and pestered Jiang Wuqi to carry him on his back.

On the 40th day, the tender flesh on his left foot could no longer be broken, and it looked no different from the flesh on his right foot.

No.40 On the third day, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, his left foot had a cramp for some reason.

He glanced at Jiang Wuqi who was meditating not far from the bed in the dark, and then reached out to massage his left foot.

——There is only one bed in this small room, and this bed is so narrow that it can only accommodate an adult man to rest. If two adult men have to lie on their sides together, otherwise the half of the body of the person on the outside will fall outside.

Before, when the two of them slept together, Jiang Wuqi slept on the outside by himself in order to make Feng Rugui sleep more comfortably, but recently, most of his injuries have healed, so he meditated not far from the bed every night, and never went to bed again. over the bed.

After the inner breath had been running for a week, Jiang Wuqi vaguely heard the sound of Suso, and said that Feng Rugui had a nightmare, so he hurried over to pat Feng Rugui's back so that Feng Rugui could sleep more peacefully, As expected, when he took a closer look, he saw Feng Rugui curled up into a ball.

He immediately lit the candle, held the candlestick, and wanted to see clearly, but Feng Rugui poked his head out from the thin quilt, pursed his mouth, and said pitifully: "Jiang Wuqi, my left foot has cramp."

Jiang Wuqi put the candlestick nearby, sat down on the side of the bed again, then lifted the thin quilt, pulled up Feng Rugui's soft obscene pants, then held the left foot in his hand, and rubbed it gently with.

Jiang Wuqi's face was surrounded by candlelight, and it was overwhelmingly reflected in Feng Rugui's eyes. Every detail was in line with his wishes, but he knew that Jiang Wuqi and him just met by chance, and it was impossible for it to last forever.

His addiction was erratic in its onset, but when he lost too much blood, it was sure to strike.

He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't get hurt in the future, in other words, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't drink Jiang Wuqi's blood in the future.

Then, for Jiang Wuqi's safety, it's better for him to leave earlier. Isn't his delay adding risks to Jiang Wuqi for nothing?

In the next moment, his addiction will kick in.

It was a sweet thing to be rubbed and pressed by Jiang Wuqi's left foot, but his eyes were blurred by his own thoughts.

Taking advantage of Jiang Wuqi's inattention, he quickly wiped away the fine tears with the back of his hand, and then yawned pretending to be sleepy: "Jiang Wuqi, I'm fine, you go and meditate."

"It's fine if nothing happens." Jiang Wuqi carefully put down Feng Rugui's left foot, covered it with a thin quilt, and went to meditate again.

Under Jiang Wuqi's kneading, the cramp in his left foot eased a bit, but after a while, it reappeared.

Feng Rugui was afraid that Jiang Wuqi would notice his strangeness and disturb Jiang Wuqi's meditation, so he forced himself to fall asleep.

As soon as he fell into sleep, countless nightmares immediately pressed him up. During this sleep, the obscene clothes on his body were tossed dry and wet by cold sweat, wet and dry, but when he woke up, he smiled at Jiang Wuqi. He said, "Can you go to that dim sum shop and buy some black rice and shredded coconut cakes to eat with me?"

Jiang Wuqi agreed, and after washing up, he went out.

A moment later, Jiang Wuqi came back, but said: "The dim sum shop is closed."

"Really?" Feng Rugui replied in disappointment, and then showed his face in a flash, "I don't know what breakfast Yunyan prepared today?"

The shopkeeper has already left Yuxiu Town, and his only daughter took him there to enjoy his old age. Should he also leave Jiang Wuqi and go back to Ghost Mountain alone?

It was delayed for another two days, No. 40 on the fifth day, at night, after taking a bath, he said to Jiang Wuqi who was sitting in front of the table and flipping through the "Tongxuan Scripture", "Jiang Wuqi, would you like to come up and sleep with me? "

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi turned over a page of "Tong Xuan Zhen Jing", tilted his head and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about me, just go to sleep."

In order to trick Jiang Wuqi into sleeping with him, Feng Rugui lied, "I'm a little chilly, you can come up and hug me to sleep."

Jiang Wuqi immediately put down the "Tong Xuan Zhen Jing", walked to Feng Rugui's bed, stretched out his hand to cover his cheek, and said with concern: "Why are you cold, but you are not healthy? I'll go and invite Yun Yan here .”

After all, he was about to leave, but Feng Rugui grabbed his right hand, Feng Rugui looked at the scar on it carefully, lowered his head, licked it, and said vaguely: "I'm fine. , It’s just a little cold, you don’t need to call Yunyan, just come up and hug me to sleep.”

Seeing Feng Rugui licking the scar on his right hand, Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand to caress Feng Rugui's forehead hair, and said softly, "It's already gone, you don't have to."

Feng Rugui really felt guilty about the matter of severely hurting Jiang Wuqi, but this move was [-]% guilty and [-]% nostalgic.

However, Jiang Wuqi didn't know it. In that case, why didn't he take this opportunity to make Jiang Wuqi look like a fool?

Feng Rugui licked the scar on Jiang Wuqi's right hand, and then pulled hard, Jiang Wuqi fell on the bed.

As soon as Jiang Wuqi's back touched the bed, Feng Rugui threw himself into his arms, licked and kissed his throat indiscriminately, and at the same time tore his clothes.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Jiang Wuqi's mind: If Feng Rugui did this out of guilt, then if he hurt someone else, would he lie on the other person like this and lick their wounds?

When he saw Feng Rugui for the first time, after Feng Rugui bit his shoulder, he apologized to him while licking his wound.

Maybe this is Feng Rugui's way of apologizing?

Thinking of this, bitterness suddenly appeared in his mouth, and out of nowhere, he stretched out his hands to hug Feng Rugui's waist, and his fingers seemed to have self-consciousness, rubbing them through layers of soft satin.

Feng Rugui didn't refuse, and her waist was even more softly pressed towards him, and her eyes seemed to be full of spring water.

Bewitched by Wang Chunshui, he lightly kneaded Feng Rugui's waist with his fingertips, Feng Rugui immediately gave a low groan, looked at him timidly, bit his blushing lips, and finally , without saying a word, tore off his skirt, buried his head in his heart, and then went to lick his scars.

Not long after, Feng Rugui kissed his waist and abdomen, the tip of his nose was filled with the powdery smell from Feng Rugui's body, Feng Rugui's low panting was heard beside his ear, and Feng Rugui's bare heart was covered with Feng Rugui's breath. The strands of hair, radiant with cold air, brushed against his heart like a waterfall, and then poured onto the bed.

He was a little dazed, but in the next moment, he noticed that Feng Rugui had untied the belt around his waist, and lifted up his clothes layer by layer.

Then Feng Rugui's lips fell down, and Feng Rugui's lips seemed to contain clusters of flames, which made him quite uncomfortable.

He lightly pushed Feng Rugui's left shoulder, and said: "Feng Rugui, you don't need to blame yourself, let alone do this."

When the words fell to the ground, Feng Rugui no longer licked and kissed his scars, but maintained the original posture, with his head drooping, and the white back of his neck could not be hidden, soft and weakly bent, urgently waiting for someone to take good care of him.

After a long time, Feng Rugui raised his head, looked at Jiang Wuqi, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I made you unhappy."

Although Jiang Wuqi said it was not necessary, but he must be very unhappy in his heart.

If he and Jiang Wuqi are lovers, being kissed by the lover's secret skin is both fun and foreplay.

But for his careless Jiang Wuqi, how could it be a joy to be kissed by him stripped of his clothes for no reason?

If he insists on doing this, he will probably arouse Jiang Wuqi's disgust, right?

But so what about disgust, he is already determined to leave Jiang Wuqi, why not do something that will make Jiang Wuqi so disgusted that he never wants to see him again, and cut off the way out?

Thinking like this, he clasped Jiang Wuqi's wrists, took Jiang Wuqi's belt around his waist, and tied them quickly.

Seeing Jiang Wuqi's puzzled face, he stared at Jiang Wuqi condescendingly and said with a smile: "You don't want me to do this, but I want to be like this. What can you do to me? My body is almost healed, Jiang Wuqi, you are no match for me."

After saying that, he didn't care about Jiang Wuqi's reaction at all, he lowered his head, took a piece of flesh on Jiang Wuqi's belly, and licked and kissed in every possible way.

The flesh was flexible and firm, exuding a seductive aroma, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing slowly under the flesh.

He licked and kissed obsessively, stroking Jiang Wuqi's side waist with one hand, and sneaking into the gap between Jiang Wuqi's back and the bed with the other, rubbing his back muscles.

Suddenly, the sound of tearing the silk suddenly sounded, dispelling the clumsy thoughts in his mind.

He stopped his movements, and swept across the lace that was originally tied to Jiang Wuqi's wrist, but now it was broken. Then, he stared at Jiang Wuqi, and at the same time, he conjured a dagger, and cut open his own wrist without hesitation. On the back of his hand, glaring blood gushed out from the long and narrow wound, and fell on Jiang Wuqi's body drop by drop.

Feng Rugui's blood was slightly cold, but it was so hot that Jiang Wuqi's heart stopped beating. Jiang Wuqi quickly pressed the wound on the back of Feng Rugui's hand, and said sharply, "Feng Rugui, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?" Feng Rugui ignored the injury on the back of his hand, bit by bit he pushed away Jiang Wuqi's blood-stained five fingers, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I want you not to resist at all, if you If you don’t, I’ll draw another knife on the back of my hand..."

"Jiang Wuqi, aren't you pampering me? Don't you have compassion? Do you have the heart for me to inflict wounds on your body in front of you?" Feng Rugui leaned down, sucked and bit Jiang Wuqi's earlobe, and breathed out Pour it into Jiang Wuqi's earhole, and coaxed, "Why don't you agree to me sooner?"

Feng Rugui has always been moody, sometimes he would show an aggrieved expression like a child, and sometimes he would do something beyond his expectations, but Feng Rugui had never threatened him like this.

Why did Feng Rugui threaten him with his own body?

What exactly does Feng Rugui want to do?

While Jiang Wuqi was thinking, Feng Rugui submerged the tip of the dagger into his wrist again, trying to pick out the tendons in his hand.

Jiang Wuqi pressed Feng Rugui's hand, helpless, had no choice but to say: "It's up to you, but your hand must be bandaged first."

"Follow me?" Feng Rugui murmured, but Jiang Wuqi took the hemostatic medicine and silk handkerchief, and bandaged the back of his left hand and wrist properly.

Afterwards, Jiang Wuqi lay back on the bed again, without saying a word.

Jiang Wuqi's brows and eyes were full of connivance and pity, mixed with bewilderment and helplessness.

Feng Rugui stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Wuqi's brows and eyes, and murmured, "Don't look at me like this..." Your appearance made me feel disgustingly dirty.

He simply tore off a part of his clothes to cover Jiang Wuqi's eyes, and then boldly kissed the new flesh on Jiang Wuqi's leg.

His cheek seemed to touch the object, as if he was about to be burned for a moment.

After being slightly dazed, he glanced at the object out of the corner of his eye, thinking of taking it into his mouth, but felt that he had gone too far, and he must not push further, so he continued to lick Jiang Wuqi's new piece. Meat.

However, his cheek touched the object again and again, and he knew that he was already obsessed with Jiang Wuqi, and he couldn't control himself, so he rushed down and kissed his foot.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally licked all the scars on Jiang Wuqi's body.

Afterwards, he turned Jiang Wuqi's body around a bit, and slashed heavily at the back of Jiang Wuqi's neck, forcing Jiang Wuqi to pass out unexpectedly.

He untied the sleeves of his clothes that covered Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes, then lowered his head, kissed Jiang Wuqi's lips lightly and said, "Sorry, I didn't treat you well, just pretend that the days you were with me were all sent by you." A nightmare."

He liked Jiang Wuqi, so he naturally wanted to treat Jiang Wuqi better, but he bullied Jiang Wuqi because of Jiang Wuqi's pampering, and finally insulted Jiang Wuqi because of Jiang Wuqi's intolerance.

Jiang Wuqi's face was blurred inch by inch in his eyes, he tidied up his messy clothes, casually rolled up his hair, and immediately left the small room.

As soon as he left the small room, he took out another large ingot of silver and put it on Yunyan's desk as consultation money and housing expenses, then opened the door and went out.

Qin Yao once said that Liang Jingwen had a party member named He Yu who lived in Ruizhou. At that time, he promised Qin Yao that if He Yu had indeed sold young girls, he would kill him, fulfilling Qin Yao's wish.

Therefore, instead of going back to Guishan, he went to Ruizhou.

Walking on the moon, when he passed Cui Ying's grave, he secretly thought in his heart that if the vicious dog had a spirit in the sky, it should be extremely happy beside the bones of the most important person.

But he is leaving his most important person step by step.

When the sky was about to dawn, he saw a mountain peak shaped like a rooster's comb from a distance, and suddenly a cock crowed in his ear.

In an instant, the sky was bright, and the sun shone on him, fully exposing his solitude.

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Note:

Luo Yu is the unit of time. According to the "Sang Zhi Law", one Luo Yu is twenty fingers.