Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Every time he kissed Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui would definitely go limp all over, this time was no exception, his hands encircling Jiang Wuqi were so limp, if it wasn't for his ten fingers clasped tightly, they would have slipped down already.

The heat from between his lips and teeth made his three souls and seven souls tremble, forcing him to groan uncontrollably.

This sweet, seductive croon penetrated Jiang Wuqi's cochlea, causing his hands to grope Feng Rugui's body uncontrollably.

The obscene clothes that had just been put on not long ago were put on the ground again, revealing Feng Rugui's white skin, well-proportioned, slightly thin, but covered with dense scars.

Jiang Wuqi felt pain in his heart, he let go of Feng Rugui's lips and teeth, and kissed Feng Rugui's mouth an inch above his heart. There was a knife wound in this place, the scar was slightly raised, about half an inch long, according to Feng Rugui Judging from the recovery speed of the body, this scar should be very terrifying at first.

Feng Rugui regained his composure from the trance of kissing Jiang Wuqi, opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Wuqi and said, "I made this scar myself with a dagger."

It should be because of being kissed by himself, Feng Rugui's voice is still a little sticky, but his tone is extremely flat.

Jiang Wuqi asked softly, "Why do you want to do this?"

Feng Rugui replied indifferently: "At that time, my addiction was so severe that I couldn't get over it, so I stabbed myself a few times, and this was just one of them."

He grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand and put it on his third rib on the left, and said: "This is also one of the cuts, a little shallower."

Afterwards, with his free left hand, he pulled up the obscene pants on his right foot, and then grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand to cover a wound on the heel of his left leg: "I've long forgotten how many times I've scratched my body at that time."

At that time, he was forced by his biological father to drown in the lake. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a dark cave. There was a large shadow in the cave. When he looked carefully, he realized that there were three living people. The three living people were tightly bound by the red silk, they must have passed out, they didn't move at all, they only let out a slight breathing sound.

He was wondering why he came to this cave inexplicably, and there were three living people tied around him, when suddenly, his hands began to tremble, his throat became dry and unbearably dry, and immediately after that, every part of his body ached. , the internal organs were almost bursting, bloodthirsty and fleshy desires rushed straight up, and a voice echoed in his head: "Eat them, eat them, and you won't hurt anymore, they are you eating..."

He was not willing to eat people, but he couldn't help but picked up a dagger by his side and walked towards those people.

He bent down, brushed away the broken hair on one of the women's necks, and opened his mouth to bite, but luckily reason stopped him in time.

He didn't know why he changed into this appearance, and went outside with extreme difficulty, but every step he took, the aroma of human blood and flesh emanating from the three people was like a thread, trying to choke his feet. Hold tight.

He walked out of the cave with great difficulty, but his feet staggered, and he fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.

He was afraid that he would really kill and eat them, so he could not stand up, so he crawled with his hands. He had to stay away from those tempting human blood and flesh.

The ground was covered with sharp weeds and rough soil. After a short while, countless cuts were cut into his body, and the hands were dripping with blood.

His throat moved, and he immediately opened his mouth to bite the back of his hand, but the back of his hand was far from enough. After the blood snaked into his throat, the throat became more and more painful. His throat was constantly thirsty for inexhaustible blood. , inexhaustible human flesh.

His eyes suddenly fell on the dagger in his right hand, why hasn't he thrown away the dagger?Is it because this body does not allow it?Does this body want to use this dagger to cut the throats of the three people, pick off the flesh of the three people, and put them into the mouth bit by bit for chewing?

No, a human being must not be like this?

He simply used the dagger to cut a wound above his heart, the wound was bleeding, he took it with both hands, and then moved closer to his lips to lick it.

He then plunged the dagger into the side waist, the heel of the leg and other body parts one after another.

After rinsing out the blood and drinking it all, the addiction was relieved a little. Once relieved, the pain nerves became much sharper, and the wound on his body began to ache immediately.

He is the second son of a royal family with a different surname. He was raised by rich clothes and fine food since he was a child.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Father, mother, come and save me, I hurt so much..."

It was only when he finished speaking that he recalled that he was forced to death by his father because of his obsession with breaking his sleeves, but his mother did not dare to disobey his father, ignored his plea for help, and only wiped tears from the sidelines.

Now that he is dead, why can he still feel pain?

Maybe this is a nightmare?

He is still the pampered second son, loved by his parents, forced to death is fake, and everything now is also fake.

When he woke up from the dream, he could act like a baby to his mother, saying that he had a nightmare, and that nightmare was very weird, terrifying, and absurd.

The mother will hug him and comfort him, all dreams are false, don't make them real.

But the pain didn't fade away, tormenting him, it was undeniably real, his temples were soaked from crying, but he couldn't escape this nightmare.

After a while, the addiction came back again. He had to bite off a piece of flesh on the back of his hand and put it in his stomach. This piece of flesh was not enough, so he went to suck the blood flowing from his body again. The blood is not enough.

What should I do?

Are you really going to eat those three people?

No, he can't do that, what's the difference between cannibalism and beasts?

He clings to the dagger and stirs it into the opening above the heart, eagerly drinking the pouring blood while cutting off a few pieces of flesh.

Then, he scratched his skin indiscriminately in order to suck more blood.

I don't know how much blood he sucked, but his addiction was finally suppressed.

He was lying in the wild grass, his eyes half closed, and his mind was lax.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered a storybook he had read yesterday. In that storybook, there was a villain who lived by sucking energy, eating human flesh, and drinking human blood. , Yan Ruo Shunhua, is morbidly obsessed with Jiang Wuqi, the protagonist of the story.

Na Feng Rugui lives in the ghost mountain, the ghost mountain is gloomy all day long, and it is difficult to see the sun, just like where he is now.

That Feng Rugui was wearing red clothes, and he is also wearing red clothes now.

So, did he transmigrate after death to become that Feng Rugui?

Should he be thankful that he has another chance to live again?Or should I be sad that I have a body that sucks energy, eats human flesh, and drinks human blood?

He passed out from the pain, and when he woke up again, he struggled to get up, every movement would affect the wound on his body, and in a short while, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He tried his best to send the three people in the cave down the ghost mountain, and after untying them, he went back to the ghost mountain.

After that, he tried his best to quit the addiction of sucking essence, but the bloodthirsty and flesh-eating desire broke out countless times. He gradually got used to the pain, and never cried out in pain like the first time , so whenever Jiang Wuqi asked him "Does it hurt?", he would answer "It doesn't hurt at all".

Now, he grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand and covered his scar, but he felt aggrieved.

It's because Jiang Wuqi loves him that he feels wronged, right?

Jiang Wuqi didn't like that Feng Rugui narrated the matter of self-harm in such a flat tone, so he frowned and said, "You should take care of yourself."

Feng Rugui stared at Jiang Wuqi, raised his hand to smooth Jiang Wuqi's brow, he didn't want Jiang Wuqi to frown for him, so he immediately agreed, "I see."

Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's eyebrows again, and said, "Are you hungry? Are you going to have breakfast?"

Feng Rugui nodded and said, "Well, Wuqi, I'm hungry."

After washing up, Feng Rugui went to have breakfast, hurriedly finished his breakfast, hugged Jiang Wuqi's waist again, and asked, "Wuqi, can you kiss me again?"

Jiang Wuqi followed Feng Rugui's words and kissed Feng Rugui, he was addicted to it, and the light kiss ended.

Feng Rugui raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wuqi, and said apologetically, "Sorry, did I force you again?"

Feng Rugui's heart suddenly felt grievance again, it mixed with the grievance just now and made his eyes turn red.

He held back his tears, and said calmly: "You obviously only promised me to kiss me once a day, and I really went too far."

In fact, Jiang Wuqi doesn't like kissing him, nor does he like his body?

After finishing speaking, he stood up, turned his back to Jiang Wuqi, and said, "I'll go see how my aunt is doing."

He barely took a step, but Jiang Wuqi grabbed his wrist.

He didn't look back, but thanked him: "Thank you for buying me small wontons with fresh meat in crepe, five soup dumplings, and a scallion pancake, all of which are very delicious."

"Rugui..." Jiang Wuqi called softly, and kissed the back of Feng Rugui's neck with his lips.

Feng Rugui couldn't help being astonished, turned his head to look at Jiang Wuqi, and saw the confusion in Jiang Wuqi's eyes.

Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's back neck, raised his hand and untied Feng Rugui's waist belt, and took off his clothes one by one.

Feng Rugui didn't know what Jiang Wuqi wanted to do, but he still let Jiang Wuqi take off his clothes and pushed him down on the bed.

He was naked, ashamed, and apprehensive.

Jiang Wuqi covered his lower lip, holding Feng Rugui's Adam's apple, which had been pierced by sharp claws.

He kissed the one-inch wound on Feng Rugui's heart again, but his jaw accidentally touched the bright red spot below.

His heart throbbed, and he felt Feng Rugui's body tremble slightly, so he stretched out his hand to comfort him.

"Wuqi...touch me for a while..." Feng Rugui has already realized that Jiang Wuqi's move is to kiss his scars, because he is so pitiful, which makes Jiang Wuqi feel bad, but he is very easy to satisfy, being kissed and touched by Jiang Wuqi With that, it softened and made a puddle of spring water.

Even if Jiang Wuqi didn't like his body, shouldn't he hate it?

Jiang Wuqi knew that he was bullying Feng Rugui again, but his body was unable to separate from Feng Rugui.

After kissing the scars all over Feng Rugui's body, he hugged Feng Rugui into his arms, and according to Feng Rugui's words, he gently stroked Feng Rugui's skin.

At the mass grave, Feng Rugui took off his clothes to let him examine the wound. At that time, he saw the scars all over his body and suddenly felt distressed, but more importantly, he felt that Feng Rugui was pitiful, and thus he felt sympathy. Heart.

But now, he wished that all the scars would be embedded on his body, without any connection with Feng Rugui.

This body he was obsessed with should not have suffered any damage.

He knew that Feng Rugui wouldn't cry out for pain, so he didn't ask Feng Rugui if he was in pain or not, but said in a trembling voice, "Don't hurt yourself anymore."

Feng Rugui mustered up his courage, instead of answering, he asked, "Wuqi, do you like my body?"

Could it be that Feng Rugui discovered his shameful thoughts?

Jiang Wuqi's heart tightened, but he still answered truthfully: "Pindao likes your body."

Feng Rugui rubbed Jiang Wuqi's cheek, and said with a bright smile: "Then I will definitely not harm myself again."

"That's good." Seeing Feng Rugui's smiling face, Jiang Wuqi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Rugui shouldn't have noticed his thoughts, right?

But why did Feng Rugui ask himself if he liked his body?

Jiang Wuqi was perplexed, but Feng Rugui said seriously, "I didn't intend to harm myself, it's just that I'm too incompetent to endure the addiction."

——Feng Rugui once mutilated himself in order to lick the scars on Jiang Wuqi's body, but he deliberately ignored it.

Jiang Wuqi said without hesitation: "If you can't get over that addiction, come to Pindao to suck blood."

Feng Rugui kissed Jiang Wuqi's lips lightly, then murmured, "When will I be able to quit that addiction?"

Jiang Wuqi thought about it and said, "The last time your addiction broke out was on the Jinji Mountain? It's been almost half a month since you hadn't had a breakout."

Feng Rugui replied: "That's true, but I haven't suffered any serious injuries in the past half month. Once the injuries are serious, Xu Na's addiction will come up."

In the past half a month, one of Feng Rugui's Danko broke off when he dug out the peanut, and his left foot was scratched five times by water plants when he fell into the deep pool. Nothing.

But as far as Jiang Wuqi was concerned, even if it was a slight wound, it was more painful than Feng Rugui's body.

Feng Rugui hadn't tied his hair yet, he stretched out his hand and combed the cool hair with his fingertips and said, "Poverty will definitely protect you from now on, and won't teach you to suffer any more harm."

Hearing this, Feng Rugui's heart was racing wildly, constantly talking about his love for Jiang Wuqi.

He concentrated his attention before saying: "But even if I'm not injured, I can't guarantee that the addiction won't recur."

"Like home..." Jiang Wuqi called out, then fell silent.

He wants to protect Feng Rugui, but he doesn't know how to do so.

After a while, he kissed Feng Rugui's hair and said: "Then you come and suck the blood of Pindao, it doesn't matter if you suck up all the blood in Pindao's body."

"How can I give up?" Feng Rugui straightened up, met Jiang Wuqi's eyes, and said word by word, "Wuqi, how can I give up?"

I don't know who took the initiative, but in the next moment, the four lips of the two of them joined together.

The lips and teeth are entangled, exchanging body fluid, exhaling in disorder.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but Feng Rugui couldn't breathe anymore, so he raised his hand and pushed Jiang Wuqi away.

Jiang Wuqi patted Feng Rugui's bare back to comfort him, but his fingers defied his control along the spine and laid down on his favorite butterfly bone.

Feng Rugui's body was already a little hot, and he was afraid that if he let Jiang Wuqi touch it any longer, it would become congested and swollen, so he immediately stood up from Jiang Wuqi's arms, panting roughly, while picking up the tissue. ground clothes.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi walked up to Feng Rugui, took off his clothes, and put them on for Feng Rugui.

"Let's go and see auntie." Feng Rugui took a breath, looking around, but still charming.

The two walked out of the room and searched around, but they couldn't see Fu's mother left or right.

Where did mother Fu go?

Feng Rugui guessed, "The aunt probably went to visit her great-grandsons."

Jiang Wuqi responded, "Then let's go and have a look."

Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi hurried to Fu Yin's husband's house, and could hear the cries of the twins from a distance.

The door of Fu Yinfu's house was closed tightly, and Feng Rugui knocked on the door.

After knocking only once, the door was opened, and it was Fu Yin's mother-in-law who opened the door. The mother-in-law was holding the baby girl in her arms.

The mother-in-law only met Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi at Fu's house, and she was a little surprised when she saw them: "Aren't you two relatives of your father-in-law?"

Feng Rugui replied: "The two of us are not relatives of Mr. Fu, but we have some friendship with Mr. Fu."

The mother-in-law asked again: "Then are you here to visit the child?"

Feng Rugui shook his head and said: "Actually, we are here to look for Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu left yesterday, we are afraid that Mrs. Fu will not be able to bear it and something will happen."

Before the mother-in-law opened her mouth, the curtain of a room was lifted, and Fu Yin came out from the room. She held another child in her arms, and said expressionlessly, "Is Fu Mingxu finally dead? It really deserves to be celebrated by the whole world." happy event."

The child in her arms was already crying, presumably it was frightened by her tone, so it cried out loudly.

She coaxed anxiously: "Hey, mother is holding you, mother loves you, don't cry, mother can sing nursery rhymes to you?"

Feng Rugui couldn't explain one thing or two to Fu Mingxu, so he shook Jiang Wuqi's hand sadly, and said to Fu Yin: "When you were a baby, Mr. Fu must have coaxed you like this, but now that he has passed away, the past has disappeared like smoke. Don't forget to hate him."

"You told me not to hold grudges against him, but he killed my mother and made me homeless when I was only four years old. How can I not hold grudges against him?" Fu Yin said with tears in his eyes, "He killed my mother, I saw my mother's stomach was cut open by him, and blood and intestines flowed out from the opening, which seemed to be endless. Holding the kitchen knife, that kitchen knife is used by my mother to cook for me every day, and it smells like my mother's. When the kitchen knife was pulled out of my mother's stomach, it brought out some internal organs. The internal organs were dark Red, he threw those internal organs on the ground and went out, and never came back. I ran to my mother, who stroked my face, and wanted to say something to me, but couldn't utter a word.

"I was brought up by my mother since I was a child. He was either studying or working as a carpenter outside. I thought he didn't like me. Every time he came back, he was very obedient, but he would still push my hand away. , pack your bags. I was young at the time, and I can’t remember many things, but I always remember cooking for me, coaxing me to eat, holding my mother who sang nursery rhymes and leaving with him...and...and How did he kill his mother!

"I thought I was a child with a mother and a father, and I was much luckier than those children who only had a mother or a father, but with his knife, I lost both my mother and my father. You call me How can you not hate him?"

Fu Yin held back his tears, stared at Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi, and said sharply, "Get out."

Feng Rugui opened his mouth, desperately wanting to tell her that her father is the best father in the world, and that her father has nothing for her.

He envied her very much, if he had such a good father, he would not have died because of his habit of cutting off sleeves.

But he couldn't talk to Fu Yin, otherwise Fu Mingxu's hard work would be in vain.

If he wanted to speak, he must mention Fu Yin's sexual assault, and the image of a loving mother that Fu Yin had created for her mother would instantly collapse.

How would she face the fact that she wantonly slandered her father because of her mother who was not as good as a beast?

And how to deal with the fact that both her father and mother died indirectly for her?

"Let's go." Feng Rugui took Jiang Wuqi's hand out of Fu Yin's husband's house, and then went to Fu's field.

The Fu family's field is only three acres, and it can be seen at a glance. It is obvious that Fu's mother is not there.

Did mother Fu commit suicide?

Feng Rugui was anxious like ants on a hot pot. He and Jiang Wuqi were entrusted by Fu Mingxu to accompany Fu's mother for three days. If Fu's mother committed suicide on the first day, how would they explain to Fu Mingxu?

"Don't worry." Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's forehead, "Xu Da Niang went to burn paper money for Fu Mingxu, so that he can live happily in the underworld."

There was no living person or ghost around. He took Feng Rugui and walked towards the crowded place. When he saw a woman approaching him, he asked, "Excuse me, do you know where Fu Mingxu's grave is?" place?"

People in this Fu family village are probably related to each other, so if you want to come and ask, you will know.

Sure enough, the woman replied: "It's in the back mountain."

"Ma'am must be at Fu Mingxu's tomb." Feng Rugui comforted himself, and then he and Jiang Wuqi hurried towards the back mountain.

There is a large area of ​​graves in the back mountain, and the two of them searched for a long time before they found the one of Fu Mingxu's.

There is a pale white spirit-calling banner on the tomb, fluttering in the wind. In front of the tomb, there are a lot of paper ashes, some fruits, and two unburned white candles.

Feng Rugui knelt down, touched the paper ashes, and said happily: "The paper ashes are still hot, aunt should have left not long ago."

Jiang Wuqi said softly, "Perhaps she has gone home after burning the paper money."

"Then let's go back as soon as possible." Feng Rugui used his body skills to leave, attracting passers-by to look sideways.

Jiang Wuqi followed Feng Rugui closely, but the Fu family was empty and there was no one there.

Fearing that he might miss something, Feng Rugui searched for the small Fu's family three times before throwing himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms and said, "Isn't something going to happen, ma'am?"

Caught off guard, a sharp voice hit Feng Rugui's ear: "Someone jumped into the well!"