My harem is all over the world

Fang Yu spent an afternoon figuring out the problem. He is Fang Yu now, and another identity is the ghost possessed by Chen Lu's cursed prop.When they were in the carriage, they analyzed the disadvantages of their respective curse props.Once Chen Lu's tail ring is activated, it can build a rebound barrier around her to avoid damage, but if there are opposite sexes in the radiation range, all the opposite sexes will be absorbed into the memory illusion of ghosts, let them try The damage the owner has suffered.

Right now, Xia Yu is living as the hostess of this folk house.He didn't know how to get rid of it and get out of here.It may be necessary to go through the pain that the hostess Cheng has suffered, or it may be necessary to avenge the hostess before being released.However, the climax of the plot has not yet come, and Fang Yu can only take the plot slowly for the time being...

When he woke up from this room, there was an extra memory about the hostess in his mind.The hostess is Jiang Jingdie, 23 years old.Due to my distaste for men by nature, I worked in a women's newspaper and magazine as an editor of a certain section, and had a separate cubicle as an office to avoid too much contact with other people.Even if a meeting or face-to-face negotiation is required, most of the recruits for this newspaper are women, so there is nothing wrong with it.Jiang Jingdie also spent a long time without any worries.

But her peaceful life was soon disrupted by the latest announcement from the newspaper president.The president intends to set up a folk talk branch. This proposal was proposed by the president himself, and the plan was comprehensive and complete. More importantly, it was at the time of reform and opening up. Great progress has been made and the prospects are very promising.

Jiang Jingdie is definitely not happy, but she has no background, she is just a talented employee, and she dares to sing against her immediate boss.Working in a newspaper agency, and having a separate cubicle office, is better than showing up in public, maybe even dealing with men, okay?With that in mind, she could only vote for one.The final result is of course no suspense, unanimously passed.And Jiang Jingdie's daily panic and tension were also misunderstood by the employees as worrying that the establishment of the new department would shake her status.The president once enlightened her when she heard about it. No matter how noble Jiang Jingdie was, she would not dare to take Joe against the president. She could only suppress her anxiety and uneasiness about the future in her heart.

Fang Yu looked at the calendar on the table, June 1998, 6, Sunday.Tomorrow is the first day of the working week. In the memory given by Jiang Jingdie, it is also the day when the new department is formally established and new employees start their jobs.

Jiang Jingdie naturally threw them in to feel her despair, so she must have inherited her physical rejection of men.Fang Yu thought about it, in order to avoid direct skin-to-skin contact with his new colleagues, he decided to wear thicker clothes tomorrow, maybe that would not be so disgusting as to make him want to vomit, after all, he pretended to be disgusted and wanted to vomit in front of others. If it was him, he would definitely give this woman a negative score in his heart.Of course, it doesn't matter if she looks ordinary, but Jiang Jingdie's appearance is particularly charming, and there is no ambiguity at all where she should be plump.

What Fang Yu is a little curious about is what other people see him like, is it his appearance or Jiang Jingdie's appearance?If it's the latter, then he still has to learn how to behave like a woman?Does he have to go into the women's toilet when he goes to the toilet?Holding this doubt, Fang Yu picked up his handbag and went out.The room is full of women's clothes, definitely not to be worn...

"Jing Die, are you going out so late?" The old woman in the grocery store was knitting a sweater wearing presbyopic glasses. Out of her corner of her vision, she saw a figure in white walking over, looking around curiously. This was Jiang Jing from the next door resident. Butterfly said hello.There was still a trace of curiosity on the wrinkled face, this Jiang Jingdie was rigid and old-fashioned on weekdays, and would never go out at night.Said it was too dangerous at night.The old woman felt that what she said was right, and that the girl was very beautiful. Although society was improving, it was not too concerned about law and order at that time, and it was also very chaotic.Especially in their remote area like a village in the city, there are definitely not a few people who steal chickens and dogs.

Fang Yu saw that he was dressed in men's clothing, and the old woman was still calling her mistress's name, so she knew that she might still be a woman in the eyes of others. "I'm going out to eat something, and there's no rice or noodles at home."

"Then you have to be careful, it's almost ten o'clock."

"Row."

The old woman babbled a few more words, and when she saw Fang Yu walking away, she shook her head and continued with her work.

Fang Yu also started to regret it after walking a long way.In the illusory space, he doesn't have the main god bracelet, let alone Skynet, if something happens, he can only rely on some fighting skills he has trained.However, he is currently being checked and balanced by Jiang Jingdie's rules, the strength and speed of this body are not enough to look at, I am afraid that if he meets an adult with a little strength, he will not be an opponent at all.

Just as he was walking around in the dark, looking for nearby restaurants that were still open, there was a sudden sound of punching and kicking in a deep alley not far ahead, as well as the muffled groans of the beaten.Fang Yu cautiously approached the entrance of the alley, and under the light of the sparse lights of the nearby three-story low-rise building, he could vaguely see a young man being violently beaten by a few hooligans.Those bastards in flared trousers and leather jackets with leopard vests were beating and cursing.

"I'm going to die and dare to resist."

"Damn it. I thought I had a few dollars in such a nice dress, but I didn't even have a steel coin."

"I still lost my teeth. Let's see if I can't kill you."

After fighting for a while, the young man who was still squatting in the corner, protecting his head with his arms suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell unconscious on the ground.A few miscellaneous cowhide brags are good, but they really cost their lives, so how can they be tough.When they saw the young man's head was bleeding and looked like he was dead, they were scared out of their wits, and hurriedly fled here in a swarm of bees pushing and shoving.

Fang Yu walked up to the young man with light steps and squatted down, first tested his breath, he was still breathing, not dead.Then I hurriedly moved away, and the feeling of nausea was much better.Now he looked at the fainted young man and was tangled, should he be saved or not?If it is not saved, what if the young man encounters some accident and dies?If it could be saved, he wouldn't feel comfortable even getting close to him, so why would he bring someone home?

In the end, Fang Yu decided to save!

It's a big deal to spit all the way.

Just as Fang Yu guessed, when his hands just touched the young man's long-looking and strong-looking arms, which were wrapped in strong male hormones mixed with the smell of blood, he clutched his chest and vomited into the corner the next moment, just dry Ugh, nothing.But this is still uncomfortable, and I feel that all my strength has been drained.

He sat for a while to relax, and continued to help.This time I did a good job of mental construction, but it was not as intense as before. Fang Yu successfully carried the person back.However, carrying it on the back is no better than holding it up, and the area it touches is only so small.Right now, his entire back is pressed against the young man's front body, and his sensitive tailbone is pressed by a kind of sponge... It's warm... Thinking of this, he uncontrollably leaned against the wall and retched again for a while.The whole body, including every hair, stood upside down in repulsion.

This journey is obviously longer than the time it came.It took Fang Yu more than half an hour to bring the young man home.The old woman in the grocery store was simply not at the door at the time, otherwise, she might have to ask questions again.Bringing a man home late at night or something, if this is a bad word, it will be known to all the neighbors in the neighborhood.The future life will definitely be passed under the guidance of other people. In such days, Fang Yu is very worried that he will be blackened.

The house that Jiang Jingdie's parents left her was not too small, the first and second floors were all hers, and even the third floor was rented out by her.It can be regarded as a small bungalow, but most of the furniture inside is old and full of scratches, and the maroon dresser in the bedroom is relatively new.But Fang Yu doesn't like that kind of retro dressing table, especially the maroon one, it's creepy to look at.He moved the dresser to the guest room this afternoon.

Throwing the young man into the guest room and seeing it again, Fang Yu still felt it was strange, so he finally found a sheet to cover it up.Turning around, I dug out a plastic box from the living room and carried it into the guest room.It contained half a bottle of medical alcohol, povidone iodine, a small roll of gauze, cotton balls, etc.

When wiping the young man's face, it was naturally another torture.That hand didn't listen to his control at all, and it kept shaking when it touched it.After finally cleaning the young man's face, Fang Yu was already sweating profusely, his chest heaved and heaved, and he was panting.It felt like just being lifted out of the water.Looking at the unaware look lying on the bed, he couldn't help but want to get angry.

But the young man is very good-looking, with neat and fragmented black hair, a feminine face, exquisite but heroic features, slender eyebrows, flying obliquely into the temples, long and thick eyelashes, hooked eyes, vermilion lips, and With full lips, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a romantic.Just looking at it, Fang Yu felt that these lips were a little familiar...but he couldn't remember where he saw them...

Forget it, the most urgent thing is to treat the wound quickly, and then throw the person out after the injury stabilizes.

A gust of cold wind blew on his body, directly waking Xiao Yucheng up. He opened his eyes abruptly, and the stern look in his eyes was fleeting, and soon fell silent again.He looked around and was speechless for a while, he actually slept in the corridor!If I remember correctly, wasn't I rescued by that woman?Thinking of the other party's slender body carrying a big man on his back for such a long distance, he covered his mouth and retched from time to time, sweating non-stop, and the blood-red lips evoked a charming arc, but it disappeared in the next second. Go, is she sick?

When I wiped the medicine on his face, he was trembling all over, with a frightened expression on his face, and had to go to the toilet from time to time, so he must be seriously ill.But even so, the other party still took good care of him.For the first time, Xiao Yucheng's eyes, which were always good at disguising, showed a sincere smile.But, is there such a rush to throw him out?What are you so afraid of getting involved with him?

Xiao Yucheng got up slowly and hissed when he pulled the wound, but the smile on his lips did not diminish.Following the memory, I came to the door of the other party's house again.

Fang Yu had already started to dream, but was woken up by the knocking on the door.

What idiot is it so late?

While cursing, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.But the next moment he stopped, he suddenly remembered the young man who was thrown in the corridor.Could it be that he woke up?Fang Yu got out of bed out of curiosity, without slippers, and went to the gate lightly, but he never dared to open the peephole.At this time, his paranoia of persecution came again, fearing that he would see something terrifying, such as an eye or something...

Don't be curious at a time like this.

Fang Yu took a deep breath, turned around resolutely and went back to the bedroom, then lay on the bed with the quilt covering her head.He heard nothing.

Xiao Yucheng knocked for a while, seeing that the other party still didn't come to open the door, he had no choice but to let go of the idea of ​​thanking him in person.Naturally, he wouldn't believe that Fang Yu didn't hear it, they knocked so loudly, even a dead pig should be woken up.Even if the door is not opened now, it can only be that the other party is unwilling to meet him.He has some regrets, but he will not be disappointed. No one can stop what he wants to do...

"See you next time." Xiao Yucheng took a deep look at the cat's eye and left.He has to go back and clean up those things that are looking for death in the Xiao family. If he messed with him, still want to live?As for those hooligans who took advantage of his injury to rob him... Touching the wound on his forehead, Xiao Yucheng smiled cruelly like a knife, the water level of the Huangpu River is still too low...

When the knock on the door stopped, Fang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the frantic heartbeat gradually calmed down.However, being woken up once, the quality of sleep in the future will definitely not be much better.Urged by the alarm clock that rang on time the next day, he opened his eyes with a panda eye.After that, he brushed his teeth, washed his face, and put on his "combat uniform" with a look of decadence that his body had been hollowed out.

After taking the tram for nearly forty minutes, Fang Yu finally arrived at his work place.At that time, it was not as tall as the professional office buildings in the 21st century.Except for a few editor-in-chiefs who have a small space separated by an independent partition, everyone else is gathered around a few large brown wooden tables, which are full of documents.When he came, several colleagues were already working on the draft.

When seeing him, Jun was taken aback, "Bian Jiang, are you sick?"

Fang Yu maintained Jiang Jingdie's aloofness, stretched out his fingertips and raised the black-rimmed glasses that covered most of his face, then nodded reservedly.Without explaining too much, seeing one or two men approaching with briefcases in front of them, they hurriedly returned to their desk without compromising.Unexpectedly, not long after he sat down, the one or two men stopped directly in front of his desk.

The leading young man looked at him curiously, "Editor Jiang, the president asked us to inform you of a meeting later. This is what we will talk about later. Editor Jiang can take a look first."

Fang Yu touched his ears habitually but found nothing, his face immediately sank.

The two male employees looked at each other, not knowing what made him unhappy, and they became nervous for a moment.

Fang Yu sighed secretly, tapped the desktop, and signaled them to put the files there.When the man left, he suddenly had nothing to love, and it was fine if he repelled men until he felt like vomiting, he couldn't even speak now.In the eyes of others, he must be more indifferent and hypocritical?Are you innocent?