Chapter 10, give it a try? Who wants to try it with you?

Hearing Xie Xun's words about reverse devouring, the demon's pupils contracted violently with excitement. Then, his chest vibrated, and he let out a low, joyful laugh.

"Great...excellent!"

He murmured almost in admiration, his fingertips trembling as he touched Xie Xun's cheek, his eyes burning with passion, "Xun Xun, you always manage to surprise me. I really, really like you more and more."

Fu Qinghuai leaned down, almost kissing the lips that uttered such an alluring threat, his voice filled with the thrill of discovering a treasure.

"Then let's see if you can devour me from the inside out first, or if I can taste you completely from the outside in!"

Xie Xun: "..."

Give it a try? Who wants to give it a try with you?

It's just that we've seen through your mad dog behavior—the more we try to stop you, the more energetic you become—so we're offering you an even more tempting reward and luring you further away.

If I were kissed by a demon like you, I'd probably lose ten years of my lifespan.

All his previous flattery and madness were a disguise. From childhood to adulthood, due to his unlucky constitution and family history, he had seen countless monsters and demons.

Speaking human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts is basic skill.

He had to act like an ordinary person when dealing with living people, but he knew even better how to deal with these evil spirits.

The more stubborn you act, the more energetic some mad dogs become; instead of being forced, go with the flow, use the kind of thrill they crave as a leash, and walk them around.

How could he possibly succumb to those ridiculous possessiveness and love games with this evil spirit?

For him, romance was simply a waste of time.

For generations, the men in the Xie family have either died or been crippled. His father choked to death while drinking water for no apparent reason, and he himself has been plagued by this strange and unlucky constitution since childhood, even falling and getting seriously injured for no reason while walking on flat ground.

Nowadays, he has no interest in love whatsoever; men and women are all the same to him.

All he wanted was to live a peaceful life, find out the origin of the curse that had plagued the Xie family for hundreds of years.

Looking at the evil spirit in front of him, who was excited by his cooperation, Xie Xun sneered inwardly.

Sure enough, even the most powerful evil spirits cannot escape the saying, "What you can't have is always more alluring."

Okay, if you want to play, I'll play a big game with you.

Let's see in the end, whether you drag me into hell or I train you like a dog.

Just then.

"Ding-dong—Ding-dong—"

Suddenly, a frantic, almost banging doorbell rang outside the old wooden door of the paper shop, accompanied by a man's anxious and fearful shouts.

"Master Xie! Is Master Xie there? Help! Please help me!"

The sudden sound, like a heavy hammer blow, shattered the almost solidified ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

The madness in Xie Xun's eyes vanished instantly. He took the opportunity to push Fu Qinghuai aside and shouted towards the door, "Wait here!"

He then turned to Fu Qinghuai, his fox-like eyes clearly conveying an order to leave and a warning.

Seeing him switch forms so quickly, the demon laughed instead of getting angry. He calmly adjusted his cuffs, and his figure gradually became transparent.

"It doesn't matter,"

Before disappearing, he spoke slowly and deliberately, his gaze like the thickest spider web, firmly fixed on Xie Xun, his eyes gradually deepening, "We... have a long future ahead of us."

Xie Xun watched the evil spirit disappear, feeling a sense of relief. He suppressed all his turbulent emotions, his face showing only his usual aloofness and calm.

Putting everything else aside, this person outside arrived at just the right time.

He walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door stood the internet celebrity livestreamer, "Adventure Qiangzi." His face was a mixture of pale and flushed, and the dark circles under his eyes looked as if he had been punched twice. He exuded a listlessness that seemed to have drained his energy, with only his eyes still burning with an almost pathological urgency.

Upon seeing Xie Xun, he grasped at him like a lifeline and tried to grab him.

"Master Xie! You must save me! You absolutely have to come with me to my next live stream! The price is negotiable! Double! No, triple! As long as you can save my life!"

Xie Xun remained expressionless as he dodged his hand, his gaze sweeping over the deathly black aura shrouding Xie Xun's forehead, a cold smile playing on his lips.

They arrived as expected.

Although the Xie family's ancestral paper-craft shop only gives away paper offerings and doesn't sell them, if a customer who comes seeking help insists on giving him money, then there's no question of him intentionally trying to make money.

He can pocket these kinds of fees, such as commission fees and thank-you money, without any trouble.

Thinking of this, Xie Xun turned to the side and said in a calm tone, "Come in and talk."

The streamer felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly squeezed into the store, his chill and a faint, decaying aura spreading outwards.

He was about to continue complaining when his gaze suddenly fixed on what was behind Xie Xun, and his pupils contracted sharply in shock!

Behind Xie Xun, a man was seen lounging lazily in a rocking chair.

He was wearing an ill-fitting set of modern loungewear; his light gray cotton trousers were too short, revealing his sleek ankles; and his simple white T-shirt was stretched taut, clearly outlining the muscular contours of his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

The man's long, jet-black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, creating a strange yet harmonious contrast with his simple modern attire. His handsome face was framed by his alluring, captivating eyes that lazily glanced over.

It's Fu Qinghuai! He actually materialized and was even wearing Xie Xun's clothes!

When Xie Xun turned around and saw this scene, his eyes instantly turned icy. He had left these clothes in the bathroom last night and forgotten to take them in.

Okay, very good.

Are you trying to pull this on me in front of outsiders?

However, Fu Qinghuai seemed oblivious to his murderous glare, slowly standing up and walking over, his ill-fitting T-shirt appearing even tighter with his movements.

He naturally reached out, intending to put his arm around Xie Xun's waist. Xie Xun slapped his arm away, interrupting the other's attempt to hug him.

This action, so clearly showing resistance, was so decisive that even Fu Qinghuai was slightly taken aback.

The next second, Xie Xun expressionlessly raised his foot and stomped hard on the back of his foot.

The young man's face was devoid of any smile, his fox-like eyes filled with only a cold warning, and his voice was low and cold, making sure that only Fu Qinghuai could hear him.

"Behave yourself." Xie Xun stomped his foot. "Don't force me to fight you here."

Fu Qinghuai felt a sharp, tingling pain on the back of his foot, but the pain felt like an electric current, a numbing sensation that made him even more excited.

He seemed completely oblivious to the pain. Instead, with Xie Xun practically pressed against him, he casually draped his arm over the young man's shoulder, lowered his head, rested his chin on the other's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "What Xunxun said is true..."

He deliberately twisted Xie Xun's words, making each one seem shrouded in a thick layer of ambiguity.

"But who can blame them when every piece of clothing carries Xunxun's scent?"

The demon took a deep breath, as if inhaling the fragrance from Xie Xun's hair, and said in a low, seductive voice, "Although the clothes don't fit, it's enough that Xun Xun suits my taste."

Xie Xun felt disgusted by these words and got goosebumps.

In terms of disgust, he still can't compare to that thousand-year-old evil spirit.

At this moment, Fu Qinghuai looked up at the anchor who was stunned and somewhat petrified, and revealed a smile full of apology and undisguised happiness.

"Please excuse my behavior. My husband... just likes to have in-depth conversations with me in front of outsiders in this way."