Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

The Tibetan Mastiff General had been squatting aside, waiting for an opportunity. When he heard his master's order, he quickly pounced on Fu Jiayou with his heavy body, regardless of the suppression of blood emanating from Fu Jiayou's body.

Its speed was very fast, like an afterimage rushing towards Fu Jiayou's body.

Just when its claws were about to touch Fu Jiayou, a powerful pressure and strong wind struck.

"Ouch-ouch—!"

The general screamed, and his body flew straight to the ground several meters away.

Fu Jiayou, who was lying on Qin Yisheng's body, had his long black hair like a waterfall blown away by the wind, and every strand of hair was filled with anger.

He tilted his head, his delicate face full of ferocity and ruthlessness, staring at the general as if he were looking at a dead object.

Evil beast!

I almost let this thing get close.

Just thinking about the general's hair staining his body, Fu Jiayou's body was filled with overwhelming pressure and divine power.

The killing intent in his heart could not be suppressed, and a cold and cruel look appeared on his face.

Lifting up Jiayou's left hand that was resting on the office chair, the flames of the underworld rose out of thin air from his palm. The strange purple-blue flame flashed with a cold and frightening light.

Qin Yisheng, who was slumped on the office chair, observed Fu Jiayou at close range, seeing the murderous intent in his eyes and the overwhelming anger floating around him.

He raised his hand and held Fu Jiayou's wrist, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pleading: "Fu Jiayou, no!"

The general was his beloved pet who had been raised by him, and he was the one who provoked Fu Jiayou. The general should not be allowed to bear the consequences.

Almost as soon as Qin Yisheng opened his mouth, the hell flame in Fu Jiayou's palm disappeared instantly.

He cast a sinister glance at the general who was slumped on the carpet, half dead and spitting out blood, and the corners of his lips curled up with a cold arc.

Fu Jiayou looked away and stared at Qin Yisheng's hand holding his wrist.

This is a hand that is well cared for, pampered, and naturally suited to holding a pen.

There was anger and a murderous smile in Fu Jiayou's eyes, and a faint red light floated in his dark eyes.

His long eyelashes blinked lightly and he lowered his head under Qin Yisheng's gaze.

Warm lips fell on the white fingers with clear joints.

Qin Yisheng's touched hand felt burned.

He quickly removed his hand and stared at Fu Jiayou in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

"W-What are you doing?!"

Fu Jiayou gave Qin Yisheng a pity-filled comforting kiss, which stunned Qin Yisheng and made him stutter when he spoke.

The sound of his three views and cognition breaking seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Qin Yisheng had never been treated like this before, as if he was being treated as fragile, which made him so angry that his face turned red with anger.

Fu Jiayou lowered his eyes and stared at the anger in Qin Yisheng's eyes, with a coquettish and evil light shining in his eyes.

With a smile in his voice, he said in a good voice: "Mistress, do me a favor and I won't pester you in the future."

Qin Yisheng frowned tightly and asked in a deep voice, "What can I help you with?"

Fu Jiayou's gaze fell on his abdomen, his eyes flashing with eagerness.

He said in a low voice: "Lend me something from your body."

At this time, Fu Jiayou's red eyes were as red as blood, and they were so hot that he seemed to swallow Qin Yisheng.

His creepy gaze made Qin Yisheng's whole body hairy, and a creepy sense of danger came over her, sending a chill down her back.

Fu Jiayou didn't hear Qin Yisheng's response and pressed his strong abdomen through his clothes.

"Qin Yisheng, give me what I want, and I promise I won't pester you in the future."

Qin Yisheng noticed the touch on his abdomen, and his whole body became excited and shook uncontrollably.

What Fu Jiayou said was so thought-provoking that anyone would think in indescribable ways.

If it weren't for the eagerness in his eyes that contained no trace of desire, Qin Yisheng might have misunderstood him.

He opened his mouth and asked in a tight voice: "What do you want?"

Fu Jiayou chuckled, like a child who got a beloved toy, and smiled brightly and evilly at Qin Yisheng.

His smile was cute and pretty, and when it fell into Qin Yisheng's eyes, he couldn't help but be amazed for a moment.

At the moment when he was distracted, Fu Jiayou took advantage of the height difference to easily pick up the person sitting in the office chair.

Qin Yisheng, who was hugged by the princess, wanted to struggle down the moment his body was in the air, but his body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't even lift a finger.

Qin Yisheng's face turned green and white, and he was gnashing his teeth ferociously, wishing he could gnaw a piece of meat off Fu Jiayou's body.

Regardless of his previous elegant image, he said angrily: "Fu Jiayou! Put me down!"

"No, if you promised me, you must implement it immediately."

He helped Jiayou carry the person and went straight to the lounge of the office.

He was quick on his feet and eager for what was coming next.

When Qin Yisheng saw Jiayou carrying him towards the lounge, thoughts that had been rejected before came into her mind again.

This guy Fu Jiayou...could he really do something irreversible?

He had never heard that this boy had such strange tastes and was interested in people with the same body structure.

Seeing the lounge approaching, Qin Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Fu Jiayou, what on earth do you want to do? If you want someone to accompany you, I can help you find someone."

Fu Jiayou ignored him and kicked open the door of the lounge.

When he walked into the room with someone in his arms, there was a sound of joking.

"I want to do so much to you—"