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Feng Chi is not interested in his wife, but he likes to tease Little Black Spot. The cute, angry and helpless appearance of the little black spot is really addictive.
Ji Huan was depressed all day long, but Feng Chi was more conscientious, at least he didn't toss about Ji Huan's head when he was sleeping at night. At five o'clock in the morning, Ji Huan woke up from the dream with cold sweat on his face. He sat up from the ground with a bang, recalling the dream just now.
Feng Chi, a cold-faced monster, tried his best to find a wife, but because he was obsessed with dressing up the little mirror every day, his wife couldn't stand it, so she kicked Feng Chi. Frustrated, Feng Chi suddenly dragged this poor little man out of the mirror, and tortured him inhumanely.
Ji Huan swallowed, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and quietly glanced at Feng Chi again.
The man's face was facing him, his chin was hidden in the bedding, and his sharp eyebrows looked a lot gentler now. Ji Huan sighed.
Why does a good man have the quirk of changing clothes for the little mirror
At eight o'clock in the morning, Feng Chi went to work with a small mirror as usual. Today, I wear the pink knitted mirror cover that Zhuo Guang bought for the small mirror. Ji Huan opened his arms like a dead fish, letting Feng Chi mess around with him.
Today he put his words here, sooner or later Feng will suffer because of this perverted hobby.
A sneer emerged from the corner of Ji Huan's mouth, and the next second he poked his soft cheek with one hand, and then pinched his face again.
Ji Huan: "..."
Oh shit! ! I will stop scolding, okay! ! Let go of me!
Ji Huan was pinched for quite a while, moaning and moaning, Feng Chi then slowly withdrew his hand, and said to himself: "I thought this place was dirty, so it's my eyesight."
Ji Huan: "..."
Just to tell a joke, besides the eccentricity of changing clothes for others, Mr. Feng Chi can't even use his eyes very well.
Ji Huan, who had his face pinched, drooped his head, sat cross-legged obediently on the ground, and went to the Demon Management Bureau with Feng Chi. As soon as she entered the Demon Control Bureau, Song Shujing's face was full of surprise, and then she leaned over to Feng Chi and asked falteringly, "Boss, will you... still dress my sister-in-law?"
Feng Chi: "?"
Ji Huan: "..."
Song Shujing showed a shy smile, "I bought a good thing yesterday afternoon, and it was delivered to me this morning. I look so pretty, and I want to give it to my sister-in-law."
Feng Chi's cold face was a bit of a sign of collapse at this moment. He reached into his pocket and rubbed the small mirror, and Ji Huan kicked it directly. Although it was useless, at least it showed his most authentic mood at the moment up.
"What did you buy?"
As soon as Song Shujing heard this, she knew there was something going on, and quickly took out the things she had prepared in the drawer. A face-sized box, gilt, with a huge light pink bow tied on it. As far as the box alone is concerned, the taste is really not very good.
Song Shujing was a wolf, so she tore apart the expensive-looking box and threw it into the trash can, and handed the neatly arranged small items to Feng Chi's hand.
It was a... pink and white mirror cover with rabbit ears.
Song Shujing looked serious: "I bought it at a big price, famous brand, 32,000 is fine, and it doesn't include free shipping. Boss, do you know that it's crazy for girls to shop online without free shipping! I can pay 32,000 money, but I can't pay ten yuan for postage. Today, I paid. Do you know how much I expect from you?"
Based on Feng Chi's understanding of his employees, if he didn't give Song Shujing this face, the postage of ten yuan would be enough to make Song Shujing swear wildly in the old street.
Feng Chi took the pink and white rabbit ears, nodded without saying anything, directly took out the small mirror from his pocket, removed the knitted mirror cover that he had just brought out this morning, and put pink and white rabbit ears on his head.
Song Shujing covered her face: "It's so beautiful! Boss, lend me the mirror!"
Feng Chi glanced at him expressionlessly, and left with his rabbit ears in his hands.
It's okay to send equipment, but want to take the mirror? impossible.
Song Shujing: "..." What a cruel and ruthless man.
At twelve o'clock at noon, the boss of the Bureau of Demon Management and four other employees went to Uncle Chen's small restaurant next door. I want to try Uncle Chen's craft.
Uncle Chen saw a few young people coming from the next door, and he smiled until the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes piled up. He pulled Zhuo Guang to look left and right, and said happily, "Have you been busy recently? It seems to have lost weight."
Zhuo Guang and Chen Bo have a good relationship, and he replied with a smile: "It's okay, I've lost weight recently. The girl I'm chasing doesn't like that I'm too fat!"
Shi Ying grabbed his brother Shi Jiu's arm, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of girl did Brother Zhuo chase after?"
Isn't it always the young lady from the milk tea shop who has bad eyes and is chasing him
Shi Jiu rubbed his brother's fluffy head, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "What kind of girl is he chasing? It's as unbelievable as the boss looking for a mirror as his wife."
Shi Ying frowned.
But... How did he feel that judging from the current state of their boss, it is not impossible to find a mirror to be his wife.
Five people sat down in the corner of the small restaurant with a mirror. Ji Huan hid in the mirror and pulled the rabbit ears on his head, unwilling to go out to meet people. Feng Chi now knew how to be considerate, so he didn't take out the mirror.
The five people were talking, and a 梼杌 slowly moved over beside them. The wound on Wu Wu's face is almost healed, and he starts hooking up with the little girl who came to eat in the small restaurant again. These girls are basically the staff of the nearby shops. Holding the paper and pen in his hands, Zhu Wu asked in a muffled voice, "What do you five want to eat?"
Zhuo Guang glanced at him, "Here's a sweet-and-sour 梼杌."
梼杌: "..."
Wu Wu huddled silently, "Would you like a piece of sweet and sour fish?"
Song Shujing propped her chin, "Let me have another plate of fried mushrooms."
Wu Wu swallowed his saliva, "Okay, stir-fried vegetables with shiitake mushrooms."
After ordering a few dishes casually, Zhuo Wu immediately turned around and ran away. Zhuo Guang was amazed by the cowardly back, "Hey, tell me, this Wu Wu doesn't look very courageous, why did he come here to us?" The Bureau of Demon Management also said that it would give us some color to see?"
Song Shujing looked disgusted: "But you can't deny that he looks really stupid."
Shi Jiu: "Instead of thinking about why he came to the Demon Control Bureau, it's better to think about how he got out. The door of the detention center will be opened as soon as it is opened?"
Several people looked at each other, and Qi Qi looked at Feng Chi.
Feng Chi looked down at the small mirror in his palm, and flipped the rabbit ears on his head. After noticing the gazes of several people, he put the mirror back into his pocket, and under the indescribable gaze of Zhuo Guang and others, he said calmly, "Guo Sheng will investigate."
Zhuo Guang: "Boss, why do you like the Demon Mirror so much?"
Feng Chi: "Impossible?"
Zhuo Guang: "Not really, it just makes me flustered."
Originally, when he heard Zhu Wu's 'perverted' comment on Feng Chi, he just laughed it off. But now, he suddenly felt that Wu Wu's eyes were very easy to use, and there was nothing wrong with his speech.
Weird... scary.
Ji Huan put his hips on his hips and nodded in agreement with Zhuo Guang's words, "Returning rabbit ears, what taste, vomit!"
Feng Chi: "..."
The man was silent for two seconds, and said, "Go and bring me a cup of boba green milk later."
Zhuo Guang let out an 'ah', he didn't expect Feng Chi to say such a sudden sentence. Why do you want to drink boba green milk all of a sudden
He frowned: "Boss, you didn't drink the one you bought last time. Why do you want boba green milk?"
Feng Chi said expressionlessly, "Take a bath."
Zhuo Guang: "?"
Although there are a million questions in his mind, as an employee, Zhuo Guang always thinks about his boss. What the boss says is what he says. Not long after lunch, Zhuo Guang came back with eight cups of milk tea, followed by a lady from the milk tea shop with a cup of milk tea in each hand. The young lady met the eyes of Song Shujing and others, and shyly hid behind Zhuo Guang, "Hi everyone."
Zhuo Guang: "Hey, I can't take it anymore, let Xiaoling help to bring it here. You share it first, I will take these six cups to the boss and let him take a bath."
Put all six cups of milk tea on Feng Chi's table. Feng Chi was not there, and Guo Sheng seemed to have gotten some news just now, so he took Feng Chi away and whispered. But Zhuo Guang was a considerate subordinate, so he unsealed all the milk tea, went to find a basin, and poured all six cups of milk tea into it.
It's not good to take a bath, but it's still okay to wash your face.
Before leaving, Zhuo Guang scratched the small mirror's rabbit ears itchyly. However, what Zhuo Guang didn't expect was that with only a little force from his hand, the small mirror fell down completely, and fell into the basin filled with milk tea with a thud.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
I have reason to suspect that you are touching porcelain!
The door behind him was pushed open, and as soon as Feng Chi walked in and looked up, he saw Zhuo Guang frantically blocking the big basin behind him, with a look of horror and aggrieved expression.
He really didn't expect that he was so strong, and he pulled the small mirror off with a single pull.
Feng Chi: "...what are you doing?"
There was a gurgling sound next to his ear, Feng Chi looked suspiciously, and saw a mirror rising and falling in the milk tea basin, and there was a 'hiccup—' sound.
Feng Chi: "..."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Zhuo Guang took a deep breath, and immediately ran to Feng Chi's side and explained pitifully: "Boss, listen to me, didn't you say you want to take a bath? You can't take a bath, but I brought you a basin of milk tea to wash your face. In the end, in the end, guess what! This demon mirror, he fell into it by himself! I thought, he must also like to drink milk tea, do you think it makes sense?"
Ji Huan hiccupped after drinking milk tea: "?"
Feng Chi: "..."
Feng Chi really didn't expect that when he casually said in the restaurant that he wanted to offend Little Black Spot, now he really made Little Black Spot what he wanted
Feng Chi looked at Zhuo Guang: "Do you think your nonsense makes sense?"
Zhuo Guang: "... I'm sorry boss, I was wrong, I'll pick up my sister-in-law right now, wash it, dry it, and return it to you."
Feng Chi kicked him out before he could finish his sentence.
Feng Chi walked to the washbasin, and the small mirror leaned against the side of the washbasin arrogantly. Anyway, Zhuo Guang, the culprit, had already left, and Feng Chi didn't know the posture in which he fell. Just pretending to rely on it will definitely be fine.
The little black spot in the mirror covered his mouth and hiccupped, and sighed from the heart: "I can stop drinking milk tea for a month."
Feng Chi: "..."
The author has something to say: Ji Huan: I can come to this kind of Porcelain several times QWQ