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

After being slapped, He Rongsheng returned to his senses.

He shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth, and pinched himself hard.

After completely regaining his consciousness, He Rongsheng's face looked extremely ugly.

Thinking of Master Qin's harsh methods, he helped Jiuqing with lingering fear and said, "Mrs. Qin, I'm sorry."

Fu Jiuqing glanced at him and made a perfunctory hum in a cold voice.

There were no emotions on her face, making it impossible to discern her true thoughts.

"Well--"

In the not-quite-quiet corridor, a strange sound suddenly sounded.

"Be gentle, why are you so anxious!"

The woman's laughter and cooing sounds are inexplicably intimate.

"Qiaoqiao, you are so beautiful, I love you so much."

Immediately afterwards, there was the sexy voice of a man coaxing and slightly panting.

The three people standing in the corridor had different facial expressions.

Anyone can hear that this is the joy of a room where a man and a woman are in love and go in both directions.

"what--!"

Suddenly, a sharp sound of pain sounded.

It's quite unbridled, with a sense of relief, and one can't wait to soar into the sky.

"Hold!"

Cheng Yuncheng couldn't help but cursed.

With a calm face, he walked towards the room in the corridor.

In a bedroom with the door open.

On a luxurious and messy retro bed, a pair of infatuated men and women hugged each other tightly.

They were covered with lightweight silk quilts.

It seems to be exposed but not exposed, which attracts people's imagination.

Even so, it is not difficult to imagine the scene of silk quilt.

Absolutely nothing.

There is even me in you and you in me.

The most surprising thing was that Cheng Qiao was sitting on the lap of a man whose face he couldn't see.

She didn't pay any attention to the three people who suddenly appeared to disturb her.

Cheng Qiao turned her back to everyone, put her arms around the neck of the man who was filled with sinister aura, and took the initiative to rub his ears and temples together.

Such a gorgeous scene from the beginning.

One person and one evil spirit, after exploring the secrets of each other's bodies.

Such a bold demonstration showed that Fu Jiuqing and the other two were really not considered outsiders.

Cheng Yuncheng looked normal because he was mentally prepared.

If you look carefully, you can see a hint of gloom and displeasure on his face.

Fu Jiuqing's face showed no emotion.

She stared at the hand holding Cheng Qiao's waist with sharp cold eyes.

What the Twelve Division Gods once said came to mind.

——In the past year, many ancient auras have awakened in the imperial capital.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes were secretive, and his handsome eyebrows were lightly frowned.

He Rongsheng on the side was greatly stimulated, and his expression was slightly distorted uncontrollably.

Cheng Qiao is the most favored girl of the Qin family's generation.

She is a real daughter of a famous family, calm and elegant, well-educated and sensible.

I didn't expect to have such an unrestrained side.

The scene in front of me is so exciting!

"Qiaoqiao, someone is coming."

A sexy male voice with an aftertaste sounded.

The hand holding Cheng Qiao's waist suddenly moved.

The half-ghost, half-demon man Xie Sui quickly picked up Cheng Qiao and hid her whole body in the silk quilt.

This also exposed his true face.

Her skin is as white as snow, her facial features are as delicate as a demon, and she has a ruthless femininity.

The most striking thing is his unique long silver hair.

His eyes were deep and gloomy, as ferocious as a beast, and his body was filled with two auras.

Yin evil and auspicious energy coexist and are closely separated.

A trace of red light appeared in Fu Jiuqing's eyes, and he saw the half-ghost, half-demon man, with a faint sense of consciousness imprinted on his soul.

This is really a shame!

The evil spirit that is half ghost and half demon actually has a hint of spiritual consciousness.

So is he a ghost, a demon, or a hybrid demigod?

Fu Jiuqing saw the man whispering in Cheng Qiao's ear.

The two of them were so clingy that they clearly ignored everyone else.

Fu Jiuqing walked into the bedroom as if there was no one else around and sat down on the sofa in the room.

She crossed her long legs and leaned casually on the sofa, calmly and calmly as if this was her territory.

Fu Jiuqing's smiling eyes stared at Cheng Qiao and the outstanding-looking Xie Sui.

She asked in a casual tone: "Are you still going on? Do you mind if I watch it live?"

The question confused everyone present, including the half-ghost and half-demon Xie Sui.

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this? !

Cheng Yunchang's lips twitched slightly, he walked to Fu Jiuqing and pointed at the man on the bed.

"Cousin! He is the ghost that confused my sister!"

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyelids and spoke out a reminder.

"He has a shadow."

Cheng Yunchang looked at the man hugging his sister and noticed the shadow reflected on the silk quilt.

Ghosts have no shadows.

But he had witnessed with his own eyes the horrifying scene of the other party disappearing out of thin air.

Cheng Yuncheng gritted his teeth and said: "So what, he is not a human being anyway!"

"Yunheng!"

Cheng Qiao, who fell into a brief trance and regained consciousness, spoke in an unhappy tone.

She wrapped herself in the quilt and sat up.

Cheng Yunheng puffed out his cheeks and raised his voice to persuade.

"Sister! You have been deceived by evil spirits! Don't make the same mistake again and again!"

Cheng Qiao picked up her pajamas from the bedside, hid them under the quilt, and quickly put them on.

Her voice was weak and she asked helplessly: "Yunheng, do you really not know him?"

Before her brother could say anything, Cheng Qiao took the initiative to reveal the identity of male Xie Sui.

"He is Shang Baize, the second young master of Shang."

He Rongsheng exclaimed: "Bai Ze?!"

He looked up and down at the man sitting on the bed with surprised and shocked eyes.

That face was too delicate, so beautiful that it was feminine yet masculine.

But this unfamiliar face has nothing to do with the Second Young Master Shang who died tragically on the street three years ago.

Shang Baize has been paying attention to Cheng Qiao beside him.

After seeing her put on her clothes, she got up and got down to the ground around the silk quilt.

He is at least 1.8 meters tall and looks thin, but is actually lean and muscular.

Shang Baize's ferocious beast-like eyes stared warily at Fu Jiuqing, who was sitting on the sofa.

Intuition tells him that this woman is dangerous.

Cheng Yuncheng had just called her cousin, and Shang Baize thought of the young masters of the Qin family.

There was a coldness in the outline of his thin lips, and he asked in a slightly deep voice.

"Which wife of the Qin family are you?"

Fu Jiuqing raised his lips and smiled, and asked: "Are you a human? A ghost? Or a demon?"

She had previously suspected that Shang Baize was a hybrid species, also known as a demigod.

Gods unite with any species other than gods.

The bloodline that was born was not pure in blood.

But after listening to the conversation between the Cheng family siblings, this suspicion was dispelled by Fu Jiuqing.

After death, a person turns into a ghost. Ghosts can take the form of any living being, except that they cannot be gods.

Shang Baize's eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, and he shook his head honestly.

"I do not know."

He doesn't know what he is either.

It is like a ghost but not human, and it is immortal.

Completely abandoned by this world.

Cheng Yuncheng, who learned Shang Baize's identity, spoke quietly.

"Sister, if he is Shang Baize, then you are cheating on your brother-in-law."

Cheng Qiao, who has always been well-educated, opened her mouth to curse when she heard this.

"Fart! I haven't married Young Master Shang yet!"

Cheng Qiao lifted her sweat-soaked hair from her shoulders and glared at her brother sideways.

She has a charming, elegant and gentle face.

The magnanimity deep down is just the right amount of reserve, and one can tell at a glance that he comes from a noble family.

Her angry eyes were very similar to Qin Baichen's.