Chapter 46 A dog bites its owner; it's in its nature.
"You're that happy to see other men messaging you?"
Fu Qinghuai's arm around Xie Xun's waist tightened suddenly, his chin lightly brushing against Xie Xun's neck, his tone full of jealousy, "Or is he your type?"
Xie Xun found his words amusing.
However, since this evil spirit insists on leading him in an ambiguous direction, he doesn't mind satisfying him.
What type of person I like has nothing to do with you.
Xie Xun tilted his head to create some distance, then pinched the demon's chin with one hand and chuckled, "Or are you jealous?"
"I..." Fu Qinghuai had just opened his mouth when Xie Xun covered his mouth.
As their breaths mingled, the distance between them grew closer and closer. Looking at the person in front of him, Fu Qinghuai felt his heart suddenly race.
Let me guess.
Xie Xun leaned closer, his breath brushing against Xie Xun's cheek, stopping just short of kissing him, and said in a low voice, "You think you understand me better than anyone else?"
His voice was soft and gentle, with a subtle hook, "But Fu Qinghuai..."
The hand covering her mouth slowly slid down, her fingertips tracing her Adam's apple, moving downwards until it finally stopped at her heart.
"You're just a little dog I keep,"
Xie Xun paused deliberately, a sly smile appearing in his eyes, making the beautiful face even more stunning. He said with a half-smile, "Remember your place, be obedient, and stop trying to bite your master all the time, understand?"
After saying that, he patted Fu Qinghuai's cheek, with a clear sense of humiliation.
Fu Qinghuai groaned as he was slapped, his breathing becoming erratic, and a dark undercurrent surging deep within his eyes.
Seeing this, Xie Xun was very satisfied with the taming effect.
He pushed her away slightly, straightened his wrinkled collar, as if he hadn't been the one who had just been teasing her.
"Searching..."
"Alright, stop being so clingy."
Xie Xun got up to turn on the TV, but the next second, in a dizzying moment, he was pressed down on the bed, and Fu Qinghuai's body immediately pressed down on him tightly, trapping him beneath him.
A tall shadow loomed over them, and their peach blossom eyes shone with a terrifying brightness, showing no trace of the humiliation or embarrassment they had felt.
"Fu Qinghuai!"
"Am I a puppy?"
Fu Qinghuai repeated the word in a low, hoarse voice, his tone filled with intense excitement.
As he spoke, he leaned down, his thin lips lightly brushing against Xie Xun's cheek, and finally biting the delicate blood vessel on the side of his neck with just the right amount of pressure.
The person beneath him trembled with anger, but to him, it was like a stimulant.
After leaving a tooth mark on that fair skin, he looked up and stared directly into Xie Xun's slightly widened fox eyes. He licked the corner of his lips with his tongue and laughed arrogantly and unrestrainedly.
"Xunxun, you've got one thing wrong."
He lowered his voice, his tone blatantly malicious, "It's a dog's nature to bite its owner."
The situation reversed instantly, and the roles of attacker and defender became blurred at that moment.
Xie Xun's heart skipped a beat when he saw the undisguised madness in the demon's eyes.
This evil spirit is indeed not so easy to tame.
He stared silently at the arrogant Fu Qinghuai for two seconds, then grabbed the devil's cheek with one hand, forcing Fu Qinghuai to lower his head.
Even though he was pinned down, Xie Xun's aura continued to rise, and the force he used to pinch the man's cheek gradually increased. Then, the Soul-Locking Chain on his wrist suddenly hooked around his throat.
Fu Qinghuai was caught off guard by the sudden attack and let out a muffled groan.
Then, the situation instantly reversed. Taking advantage of Fu Qinghuai's moment of pain, Xie Xun suddenly counterattacked and pressed the evil spirit into the bedding. He then straddled Fu Qinghuai, looking down at him from above.
"Listen carefully, I need a well-behaved dog."
Xie Xun's voice was low and carried a cold warning, "Disobedient dogs will be disciplined by me, understand?"
He used the most violent method to tell this mad dog:
Things are not like they used to be, where you could do whatever you wanted.
He has weapons, can restrain him, and teach him a lesson.
Xie Xun looked down at the evil spirit he had suppressed. Fu Qinghuai's eyes reddened, and he obediently tilted his head back, his voice trembling with grievance, "I understand..."
As he spoke, the excitement in his eyes, which he couldn't hide, made Xie Xun furrow his brow.
Is this madman excited by being beaten?
Remembering how he had said he would slap him again, Xie Xun felt sticky all over, as if he were being stared at by something disgusting.
"Searching,"
At this moment, Fu Qinghuai grabbed his hand and brought his face close to his, his peach blossom eyes glistening with barely visible moisture, guiding the other man's touch from his face down to his bleeding throat, "It hurts so much here."
Xie Xun's hand was pulled and brushed against the wound, the spot where the Soul-Locking Chain had caught. Although he immediately pulled it back, the wound was still quite gruesome.
But the moment he frowned, those marks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fu Qinghuai held his hand, rubbed the skin that had been restored, her eyes reddened, and gave him a smile that was both adorable and a little crazy, "But it doesn't hurt anymore if you touch it."
Xie Xun: "..."
The slight guilt that had just arisen vanished instantly.
He glanced at Fu Qinghuai with annoyance, withdrew his hand, and got up to walk towards the television.
"It's enough to know the pain,"
Xie Xun casually turned on the TV and added without turning his head, "If you dare to lay a hand on me again, it won't be as simple as just beating you up."
The local news channel is broadcasting the evening news.
"This station continues to follow the recent developments of the Ren'an Group. Following the accidental drowning of the eldest son of the group's chairman, Liu Yongchang, while on vacation overseas last month, a serious disturbance occurred last night at one of his bars in Kowloon City for unknown reasons."
According to witnesses, customers at the scene appeared to be experiencing collective hallucinations, attacking each other and injuring more than ten people. Police have launched an investigation and have preliminarily ruled out the influence of drugs; the specific cause is still under investigation.
"This is the third major accident to occur within Ren'an Group's businesses this month..."
The news footage then switched to the chaotic scene outside the hospital and the bar entrance that had been blurred out.
"Xunxun, stop looking at those things and look at me, okay?"
As Xie Xun frowned in deep thought, Fu Tinghan suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, buried his face in his neck, took a deep breath, and then slowly continued, "You can hit me, even harder~"
Xie Xun was speechless, not even turning his head as he focused intently on the news footage. The blue light from the television illuminated his profile, making him appear exceptionally cold and aloof.
"There is no obligation to reward you."
His cold voice carried a hint of mockery. Then, he picked up the remote and turned up the volume, no longer wanting to pay attention to him.
This Ren'an Group is a behemoth with deeply entrenched power in the port city, and the Liu family is at its core.
The series of unexpected events clearly revealed an unusual and eerie atmosphere.
His mind involuntarily flashed back to the events of this period: the fusion of the Liu family's forbidden techniques with Southeast Asian sorcery...
These things are always intricately connected. But trying to unravel them only makes things more complicated.
Xie Xun turned off the TV, and the room fell into a brief silence.
Never mind that, the most urgent matter now is Wen Xubai's situation. Perhaps once this is resolved, the rest will become clear.
...
Two days later, early in the morning, a black van belonging to the program crew pulled up at the airport entrance on time.
Xie Xun was still dressed in a simple gray tracksuit, carrying a black sports bag that looked a bit worn, containing the talismans he had drawn in the past few days, as well as a compass and other items.
Little Green nestled obediently in its sports bag; ever since it devoured the demon, it had lost interest in the white mouse.
I haven't eaten anything these past few days, and I'm not hungry at all.
Fu Qinghuai was wearing a hooded black tracksuit. On the way, he naturally took the not-too-heavy sports bag from Xie Xun and carried it.
The car carried them away from the airport, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed to lush mountains and forests, as well as some scattered villages.
More than an hour later, they arrived at the filming location of "Our Homestay", a Miao village hidden deep in the dense forests of western Hunan.
The cobblestone path winds its way up the mountain, where rows of stilted houses are built against the slope, their black tiles and wooden walls appearing and disappearing in the morning mist. Bronze wind chimes hang from the eaves, moving automatically without any wind, emitting a soft, ethereal sound.
Xie Xun had just stepped out of the car when he paused for a moment.
The magnetic field here... is very strange.
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