Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui was so weak from Jiang Wuqi's kiss that he almost fell off the branch as soon as Jiang Wuqi let him go.

Jiang Wuqi quickly picked up Feng Rugui's crooked waist, and that waist fell softly in his arms.

Feng Rugui's eyes were full of seductive charm, his hands were barely attached to Jiang Wuqi's waist, his red lips were panting, and he said frankly: "Wuqi, I like you to kiss me."

Jiang Wuqi's heart trembled, and as soon as his eyes met Feng Rugui's, he instinctively pecked and kissed those lips that he had completely violated a few times.

This kind of pecking and kissing made Feng feel as if Jiang Wuqi cherished him so much, and immediately curled up his ten fingers, grabbing the fabric of Jiang Wuqi's waist.

While pecking and kissing, Feng Rugui's violent panting spread all over Jiang Wuqi's face, not only ironing the flesh on his face, but also invading the flesh, mercilessly penetrating into his brain.

He was very puzzled, why did Feng Rugui's breathing give him such a strong illusion?

Before kissing Feng Rugui, he had never kissed anyone in his life, and he never wanted to kiss anyone, but Feng Rugui was different to him, Feng Rugui's lips and teeth made him want to stop, but why was it so? ?He even thought about taking off all of Feng Rugui's clothes, stroking Feng Rugui's bare skin, stroking his thin waist, stroking the butterfly bones of his hands... and then what?What does he want to do with Feng Rugui's body?What does he want to do with Feng Rugui?

Feeling guilty, he tried his best to suppress the chaotic thoughts, and then said to Feng Rugui: "Rugui, can Pindao carry you down?"

Feng Rugui hadn't even breathed yet, his eyes moved, as if there were thin threads playing with Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes.

He rubbed Jiang Wuqi's neck again and again with the corner of his forehead, before nodding: "All right."

Jiang Wuqi suppressed the inexplicable palpitations, and got down from the branch of the tree with Feng Rugui in his arms, his clothes fluttering.

He wanted to put Feng Rugui down, but Feng Rugui coquettishly said: "Wuqi, carry me, I don't have much strength right now, I can't walk."

Feng Rugui loves to be coquettish, Feng Rugui asks him for kisses, and obediently letting him kiss is just acting like a baby to himself.

Feng Rugui has no relatives and no reason, his parents are said to have been killed by him, so he can only act like a baby to himself?

Thinking about this, Jiang Wuqi immediately felt depressed, but why did this depression come from?

Feng Rugui, is Yu Feng Rugui just a target for coquetry?

Even if it's not him, can it be someone else?

Isn't Yu Feng Rugui a unique existence?

Would Feng Rugui let others sink into his mouth?Will Feng Rugui let others hear his sweet whisper?Would Feng Rugui let others grab his waist and caress his body wantonly?

Jiang Wuqi took a breath, and wanted to question Feng Rugui, but what qualifications did he have to question Feng Rugui?

He clearly had shady and dirty thoughts about Feng Rugui, so much so that he took advantage of Feng Rugui's acting like a spoiled child, and underestimated Feng Rugui.

He carried Feng Rugui on his back, Feng Rugui's hands hooked his neck, his whole body lay on his back, Feng Rugui's heart was pressed against his back, and the heart in his chest seemed to be beating. Hitting his back, the next moment, Feng Rugui rested his chin on his left shoulder, and pressed his cheek against the junction of his chin and side neck.

Feng Rugui was kissed by Jiang Wuqi just now, and now he is being carried by Jiang Wuqi, full of joy, he opened his mouth, about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he only called softly: "Wuqi."

He turned his head slightly, put his lips against Jiang Wuqi's earlobe, and called again: "Wuqi."

The earlobe pressed by Feng Rugui was unbearably hot, Jiang Wuqi turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Rugui took a bite of Jiang Wuqi's lips: "Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

Jiang Wuqi looked at Feng Rugui's bright red lips, shook his head and said, "You can call me poor even if you have nothing to do."

Feng Rugui called again cheerfully: "Wuqi."

Jiang Wuqi's heart skipped a beat after being called by Feng Rugui, and the dirty thoughts that had been suppressed not long ago resurfaced in his heart.

He carried Feng Rugui on his back and walked towards Fu's mother, while silently reciting the formula of concentration and tranquility over and over again.

When Mother Fu saw the two coming, she was afraid that they would be ashamed, so she didn't mention that she had seen them kissing on a tree branch before.

She put all the sweet potatoes into the bamboo basket, and said to the two of them: "Let's go, auntie is going to cook something delicious for you."

When they arrived at Fu's house, Feng Rugui still leaned on Jiang Wuqi's back and refused to get off. He didn't sit upright in front of the table until the table was set up for food.

All the meals are made of sweet potatoes, namely roasted sweet potatoes, shredded sweet potatoes, sweet potato mochi balls, sweet potato pancakes and red bean sweet potato soup.

Feng Rugui picked up a sweet potato mochi ball, he didn't eat it himself, but brought it to Jiang Wuqi's lips, Jiang Wuqi took a bite, but Feng Rugui took it back, Feng Rugui ate it with the sweet potato mochi ball in one hand , and took another piece of sweet potato pancake in one hand.

Jiang Wuqi picked up a piece of shredded sweet potato with bamboo chopsticks, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the sweet potato mochi ball.

Feng Rugui sensed Jiang Wuqi's gaze, and returned the remaining sweet potato mochi to Jiang Wuqi's lips, and said with a smile, "Isn't there still sweet potato mochi on this plate? Why are you staring at this one in my hand? , isn’t mine particularly sweet?”

Jiang Wuqi took the sweet potato mochi ball and the fingertip holding the sweet potato mochi ball into his mouth together, and after eating all the sweet potato mochi balls, he gently sucked the fingertips, then loosened the fingertips, and took the table again. A sweet potato on the table took a bite and replied seriously: "Your sesame ball is really sweet."

Feng Rugui felt shy all of a sudden, and buried his head to eat sweet potato pancakes, but his free left hand covered Jiang Wuqi's side as if he had self-awareness, and rubbed in every possible way.

That side of the waist trembled instantly, Jiang Wuqi feared that he would lose control, so he had no choice but to grab the evil left hand.

As soon as Jiang Wuqi grabbed his left hand, Feng Rugui sneaked into Jiang Wuqi's fingers, rubbing it once and for all.

"Rugui..." Jiang Wuqi called Feng Rugui in a low voice, but Feng Rugui smiled and said, "What happened? Wuqi."

Jiang Wuqi wanted to avoid Feng Rugui's rubbing, but Feng Rugui dug his tiger's mouth with his thumb Dan Kou, and then rubbed his palm heavily with his fingertips.

He was overwhelmed by Feng Rugui's tricks, but Feng Rugui was eating shredded sweet potatoes while praising Fu's mother: "Ma'am, you really are a good cook. I'm afraid the cook in Jiuqulou can only give you a piece of cake." You hit it off."

Naturally, Mother Fu couldn't see that the hands of the two of them were tangled together under the table. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Eat as much as you like, and don't want leftovers."

Feng Rugui let go of Jiang Wuqi's right hand, and instead picked up red bean and sweet potato soup to eat.

Jiang Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief, but his free right hand was at a loss.

He picked up a roasted sweet potato, it hadn't been peeled yet, but his right foot suddenly felt itchy, he lowered his eyes to look, and saw that Feng Rugui took off his soft-soled pearl embroidered shoes at some point, and was wearing only his footwear His left foot rubbed against his ankle.

The left foot lightly moved up from the ankle, reached the bend of the foot, stayed there for a while, and then rubbed against the skin of his inner thigh.

Jiang Wuqi couldn't eat, and all the sensory nerves in his body were drawn to the inner thighs. Suddenly, Feng Rugui's toes touched something weakly.

He couldn't bear it any longer, he wanted to push away Feng Rugui's left foot, but he drew it back abruptly.

Feng Rugui originally just wanted to tease Jiang Wuqi, but touching that thing with his toes was too much, he immediately whispered in Jiang Wuqi's ear, "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Wuqi silently recited the Concentration and Peace of Mind formula, nodded, and went to peel the roasted sweet potatoes.

Feng Rugui looked at Jiang Wuqi's expression tremblingly, seeing that he didn't look angry at all, so he went to drink red bean and sweet potato soup with peace of mind.

But after drinking a bowl of red bean and sweet potato soup, his toes were still trembling with excitement, and it didn't get better.

I don't know... I don't know what it would be like if the toes took off the clothes and directly touched the thing wrapped in the material of Jiang Wuqi's clothes?Must be ecstasy?

Feng Rugui suddenly recalled the erotic pictures that he secretly read when he was the second son. In the erotic pictures, the bearer used the toes and soles of his feet to swell the body of the superior before sitting on the superior. On the waist, he ate the thing into his body.

He held Qi Nian back, glanced at Jiang Wuqi out of the corner of his eyes guiltyly, then graciously snatched Jiang Wuqi's half-peeled baked sweet potato, carefully peeled it, and offered it to Jiang Wuqi with both hands.

Jiang Wuqi took the roasted sweet potato, stared at Feng Rugui suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you being so polite?"

Feng Rugui lowered his head, bit the roasted sweet potato, and immediately took a big mouthful of the roasted sweet potato. His mouth was filled with sweet and soft roasted sweet potato, and he said vaguely: "If you don't eat it, I will eat it."

"Eat it if you want." Jiang Wuqi handed the roasted sweet potato back, but Feng Ruozuo refused to take it, so he started to eat it with his hands.

The two were feeding each other and whispering to each other. Mother Fu really didn't notice, so she found an excuse to go out.

Now that Fu's mother had gone out, after Feng Rugui finished eating the roasted sweet potatoes, she grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand and rubbed her belly.

Jiang Wuqi asked with concern: "Did you eat too much?"

Feng Rugui fell down, resting his head on Jiang Wuqi's knee, and said aggrievedly, "Well, I'm a bit stretched."

Most of the sweet potato pancakes on the table entered Feng Rugui's stomach, and most of the shredded sweet potatoes and sweet potato mochi balls were eaten by Feng Rugui. Feng Rugui drank another bowl of red bean and sweet potato soup, and ate one. Roasted sweet potatoes do eat more.

Jiang Wuqi rubbed Feng Rugui's lower abdomen with his left hand, and took a handkerchief with his right hand to wipe off the sesame seeds and soup on Feng Rugui's lips.

Feng Rugui suddenly opened his mouth to hold the veil, and dragged the veil into his mouth bit by bit.

Jiang Wuqi's fingertips were still holding the veil, and Feng Rugui dragged it into his mouth.

Feng Rugui's body temperature was obviously lower than that of ordinary people, but the inside of his mouth was scorching hot. Jiang Wuqi's fingertips were burned, and then they were wrapped by Feng Rugui's soft tongue through the veil.

Feng Rugui pulled the veil out of his mouth bit by bit, and his bright red soft tongue and Jiang Wuqi's fingertips were gradually exposed to Jiang Wuqi's eyes.

Jiang Wuqi could clearly see how Feng Rugui licked his fingertips, the soft tongue, the dentition, and the mucous membrane.

His rationality told him that he should immediately pull his fingertips out of Feng Rugui's mouth, but his body couldn't move.

For some reason or when, he could no longer resist Feng Rugui's touch.

Feng Rugui licked and kissed Jiang Wuqi's fingertips, and then went to lick the crevices, jaws and palms that he had teased not long ago.

His body trembled slightly, he knew that he was emotional, in order to relieve the emotion, but couldn't bear to have sex with others, he clenched his hands firmly into fists.

But soon, Jiang Wuqi's left hand pointed his fists away.

His ten fingers had nowhere to lean on, so he clasped the hem of Jiang Wuqi's blouse, and the hem was instantly wrinkled.

He greedily licked Jiang Wuqi's palm, but he heard Jiang Wuqi say: "Don't lick it anymore?"

He raised his head, he still had Jiang Wuqi's palm flesh in his mouth, so that he slurred his speech: "Sorry, don't you like being licked by me?"

Jiang Wuqi denied it outright: "That's not the case. You are licking Pindao's hand, but you clenched your fist tightly. You shouldn't be feeling well, right?"

Feng Rugui spat out the piece of flesh, straightened up, looked at Jiang Wuqi, his eyes were burning and said: "I like to lick your hands, I like it too much, I don't know what to do with my hands."

Jiang Wuqi frowned and said, "Really?"

"Really." Feng Rugui suddenly bit Jiang Wuqi's lips lightly, and said seductively, "If you want, I want to lick your whole body, including that object."

Hearing these words, Jiang Wuqi was stunned, not knowing how to react at all.

Feng Rugui was even more stunned, was he just stunned?Why would he say such bold and shameless words?

He concentrated on it, and hurriedly explained: "I was joking with you, please don't take it seriously."

"But it turned out to be a joke?" Jiang Wuqi's skin, which was so tense and almost cracked because of Feng Rugui's words, stretched out again, but there was a strange sense of regret in his heart.

Feng Rugui stopped licking Jiang Wuqi's right hand, took a silk handkerchief to wipe off the body fluid stained on that right hand, and said: "Since you don't hate being licked by my fingers, let me lick them again when you have time." How about something?"

Jiang Wuqi was about to answer, but at this moment, a weak ghost aura approached.

Both of them looked towards the gate together, and the gate was pushed open after a while.

Fu Mingxu pushed the door open and entered, seeing the two of them, he smiled and said, "Isn't it time for me to come?"

Feng Rugui's red ears, glistening lips, slightly messy clothes, left foot without shoes, Jiang Wuqi's right hand held in Feng Rugui's palm, once again showed that they were making out just now.

Feng Rugui was extremely ashamed, let go of Jiang Wuqi's right hand, and asked calmly, "Did you go to visit Ah Yin?"

Fu Mingxu took off his bamboo hat and nodded: "Ayin is a month old, can't eat, can't sleep at night, I'll watch Ayin from a distance, so don't worry."

Feng Rugui found another quarrel: "Have you invited the midwife?"

Fu Mingxu replied: "Three months ago, the mother-in-law hired the midwife."

Feng Rugui smiled and said, "That's good."

The three of them were speechless. Fu Mingxu hadn't drank human blood for five days, and after being exposed to the sun, he couldn't take it anymore, so he went back to his room to rest.

Feng Rugui glanced at Jiang Wuqi, then pulled Jiang Wuqi's hand and said, "Let's walk around."

Except for 130 ghosts and a soul-calling well in this Fujia Village, there is nothing unusual.

But Yu Feng felt like returning home, even if it was an ordinary plant or tree, as long as Jiang Wuqi was by his side, it was better than thousands of prosperity in the world.

At night, after the two of them took a bath, Jiang Wuqi took a copy of "Chongxu Jing" to read, while Feng Rugui leaned on his shoulder, exhaling softly.

He read the "Chongxu Jing" for about an hour, but he didn't catch a single word, but Feng Rugui's little movements, he engraved them in his heart.

Feng Rugui likes to tease him when he is awake, but when he is asleep, he is as obedient as a puppet.

Jiang Wuqi put down the "Chongxu Jing", extinguished the candle with a flick of a finger, and lay down hugging Feng Rugui. The whole room was plunged into darkness, but Feng Rugui's lips seemed to be on fire. garish.

Jiang Wuqi couldn't help kissing those lips before closing his eyes.

When he was young, he felt that Feng Rugui's hands and feet were bound up, his hands hugged his waist, and his feet were embedded in his feet.

Is Feng Rugui feeling uneasy?

Yesterday, Feng Rugui was afraid that he would leave.

But how can he leave?

How could he leave such a loving expression and posture, such a body that fascinated him?

Thinking of this, he felt guilty again, he didn't know how many times he silently recited the formula of concentration and tranquility before he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Jiang Wuqi helped the sleepy Feng Rugui to buy breakfast. After breakfast, he bowed his head and kissed Feng Rugui's lips as promised before. After some kissing, they went out together. I went out to help Fu's mother with farm work.

Ten days passed like this, and on the 11th, Fu Yin was finally going to give birth.

Pots of hot water turned into pots of blood were brought out, and the suppressed groans of the daughter kept pouring out from the crack of the door. Fu Mingxu stood in front of the delivery room with tears in his eyes.

But he is just a ghost without Taoism, and even his tears are nothingness.

Fu Yin's birth was relatively smooth, but two hours later, a pair of dragon and phoenix twins were born.

Fu Yin had already passed out from the pain. The midwife cut the umbilical cord and carried the two newborns to wash them.

And Fu Yin's mother-in-law helped Fu Yin clean her body. Fu Yin's complexion was pale, but her whole body was still tense, and the bed under her was already soaked in sweat.

The mother-in-law was wiping Fu Yin's body while weeping. If her son was not so short-lived, her daughter-in-law would be cared for. She has tasted the taste of pregnancy, and the whole process is almost never comfortable. Where can I have a husband to accompany me properly?And if his son hadn't been so short-lived, he would be able to hug this pair of crying sons and daughters now.

Thinking of her only son who died young, she burst into tears, which woke Fu Yin up. She stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth, but her tears kept hitting Fu Yin's body.

Seeing this, she suppressed crying in order to wipe Fu Yin's body clean, and finally wiped Fu Yin's body clean, so she tiptoed out the door, wanting to cry again.

But as soon as she went out, she was stopped by Fu Mingxu. Fu Mingxu's body was almost transparent, but she could easily tell the expression on Fu Mingxu's face.

— This is the look of a father.

Seeing his in-laws crying sadly, Fu Mingxu thought that Fu Yin had encountered an accident, so he asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Ah Yin?"

The mother-in-law knew that Fu Mingxu had misunderstood, so she choked up and explained: "Ayin is fine, she is asleep now."

She wiped away her tears and said again: "I'll go and bring the child here for you to see."

After finishing speaking, she went back to the room and took a pair of twins from the midwife. The twins were still crying, and the red face was wrinkled, feeling wronged and pitiful.

Fu Mingxu couldn't hold his grandsons in his arms, so he could only stare at them intently. After a while, he asked nervously, "Can I go and see Ah Yin?"

The mother-in-law agreed: "Go."

When the voice fell, she apologized: "I'm sorry, I slipped my mouth before, and Ah Yin found out that you bought that lotus root and hawthorn soup for her."

She sighed again: "Actually, you are not at fault, but Ah Yin hates you and misses her mother who is no different from an animal..."

Fu Mingxu blamed himself and said: "I was at fault. As her father, I should have accompanied her to grow up, but I failed to do so. I was either busy studying or making money, and then..."

"Later... I hurt her even more. If I didn't travel far to become a carpenter, Xu Ayin..."

But if he doesn't work as a carpenter, how can he maintain his family's livelihood?How to buy soup and medicine for my daughter?

He couldn't speak anymore, he calmed down and entered the delivery room.

His daughter was lying on the only bed. His daughter had grown up to be a married woman and gave birth to a baby, but his mind was full of the appearance of her when she was just born. She was so small and soft, which made him uncomfortable. Dare to hug her, for fear of breaking her daughter.

My daughter has been weak since she was a child, but she is not squeamish and rarely makes a fuss.

Once, he fed his daughter a decoction, the decoction was extremely bitter, the daughter choked on the bitterness after taking a sip, but the daughter said with a bitter face, "Daddy is not bitter."

After his daughter had finished drinking the decoction, he unfolded layers of veils and took out a candied fruit as a reward, but the daughter said: "Daddy eat it."

As the daughter said, she rubbed his eyes with her small hands and said, "Daddy, don't cry, who bullied you, Ah Yin will help you beat him."

Only then did he realize that he was crying. Why does such a young and sensible daughter have to eat soup and medicine every day?

At that time, his daughter was four and a half years old, and he stayed with her for another day before going out to work as a carpenter for a wealthy family.

When he returned home again, his daughter threw herself into his arms with her short legs like lotus root, and said happily, "Daddy, you are back."

He picked up his daughter and wanted to tell her about the interesting things he met outside, but the daughter said: "Daddy, it hurts so much down there."

He returned to the room with his daughter in his arms, took off his pants and looked at it, his eyes were tearing apart, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Afterwards, he killed his daughter's mother, killed the scum who sexually assaulted his daughter, and ended up beheading himself for public display.

When his soul came to visit his daughter, the daughter regarded him as a scourge and shivered.

Since then, he has never held his daughter in his arms again, nor has he had a good look at her.

His daughter has grown so big, but he never heard "Daddy" again.

He knelt down and carefully held his daughter's hand, but his hand passed straight through.

Yes, he is already a ghost, he should go back to the underworld.

He took a deep look at his daughter and went out.

My Ah Yin, my dear Ah Yin, you have to be good.

It is Daddy who is sorry for you.

But Daddy will always love you.