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Ji Huan couldn't help but blink when he saw Feng Chi standing in front of the table without saying a word, frowning slightly.
Could it be that he thought he was too dirty after rolling around in the milk tea, so he didn't pick him up? Ji Huan thought for a few seconds, and felt that Yi Fengchi's obsession with cleanliness was really possible.
All right, don't pick it up if you don't pick it up, at worst he soaks it for a while.
If it can make him not want to drink milk tea for three months, it will not be a big problem. To save him from thinking about it, every time he sees Zhuo Guang coming back from the milk tea shop, he wants to stare at him to death.
Ji Huan closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a minute, and when he heard a voice ringing in his ears, he opened his eyes and glanced at Feng Chi again. Feng Chi obviously didn't intend to give up the small mirror just because the thirty sets of 'new clothes' hadn't been delivered yet. He stretched out his hand and carefully twirled the long pink and white rabbit ears, and picked up the small mirror.
Probably because the mirror cover has absorbed a lot of milk tea, the weight in the hand has become different.
Feng Chi: "It's heavy."
Ji Huan's relaxed expression froze suddenly, and subconsciously reached out to touch his stomach. Could it be that you just drank so much that you got fat
He raised his eyes suspiciously, and a wet rabbit ear on his head drooped and stuck to his cheek.
Ji Huan: "..."
There is one thing to say, although I drank it to my heart's content, but the whole body is soaked in milk tea, and even the hair and clothes are full of strong fragrance, which is indeed unbearable for ordinary people. Ji Huan began to look forward to Feng Chi taking a bath for him, and it would be best to dry him with a hair dryer.
There is no need to dry it.
Facts have proved that although Feng Chi occasionally has a bit of a bad taste, he still understands Ji Huan very well. He walked out with the mirror in one hand and the rabbit ears in one hand, and the washbasin in the other. The washbasin with more than half of the milk tea left was like holding a small object in his hand, and it didn't take much effort.
Zhuo Guang huddled in the corner and watched Feng Chi push the door out, his eyes quietly fell on the little mirror, feeling that he was really wronged. He really suspected that the mirror was touching porcelain, after all, they didn't know that this thing would move by itself. It's a pity that their boss gave the mirror a lot of love. Even if it's a problem with the mirror, their boss won't admit it.
Song Shujing was originally lowering her hair to send messages, because of the Wuwu incident, she has been in contact with the branch of the Lin City Demon Control Bureau recently. After hearing the sound of 'tick' a drop of water fell to the ground, she raised her head subconsciously, and saw Feng Chi at that moment.
The small mirror in Feng Chi's hand was dangling in the air, and caramel-colored milk tea was dripping from a drooping rabbit ear. Song Shujing was only stunned for a second, and then exploded.
"Fuck! What's going on! Who the hell dares to do this to my 32,000!"
Feng Chi paused, then pointed at Zhuo Guang who was in the corner with his hand holding the rabbit ears, "He scratched the rabbit ears itchyly, and the mirror fell into the basin."
"Dropped into the basin? Zhuo Guang, you fucking take six cups of milk tea that adds up to 84 to make my 32,000 mirror cover?! Get the hell out of me!!"
Feng Chi glanced at the completely dazed Zhuo Guang, lowered his head and coughed dryly, and calmly left the hall and headed for the yard as before. The houses on the old street basically have a yard, a very ordinary concrete floor, and a water faucet connected to a rubber hose.
As soon as Feng Chi walked to the yard, there was hysterical screaming and begging for mercy from behind: "I was wrong, Sister Song! I was wrong, Sister Song, I really didn't mean it! I didn't know that the mirror was too big and heavy. Pull it and it will fall down, woo woo woo, don't pick my ear!"
Ji Huan: "..."
Feng Chi closed the door, blocking the sound from inside.
He first emptied the washbasin full of milk tea, then rinsed it with water before pouring water into it. The weather in the early spring was still a bit cool, which was fine for a monster like Feng Chi, but he could also guess that if the water was directly poured on the mirror, the little black spot might mutter and swear.
The mouth of the little black spot dared to say anything.
Feng Chi went to get some hot water and mixed it in. He tested the temperature with his fingers and felt that it was almost the same, so he put the small mirror that had been removed from the mirror case into it. Unlike last time, this time Feng Chi will not be so stupid as to let the warm water submerge him. The moment Ji Huan's sticky body covered in milk tea touched the warm water, he narrowed his eyes comfortably.
Feng Chi glanced at him, a little amused. After letting the small mirror soak for a while, he cleaned it up carefully. Ji Huan had been served by Feng Chi once before, although that feeling was very uncomfortable, but... once you get used to it, it's just like that. He opened his arms very proactively, and muttered while enjoying: "Be gentle, move it to the side. The bristles of this toothbrush don't seem to be as soft as before. Remember to give a bad review."
The man looked down at the toothbrush he was holding.
Every year at the end of the year, there are many monsters who can't figure it out and want to rush to improve their performance. At that time, their Monster Management Bureau will be very busy. It's not out of the question that they'll stay here for a week without going home. Therefore, necessary daily necessities such as toothbrushes and towels are always kept. But after all, the nights at the Demon Control Bureau were not as many as those at home, and the quality of these necessities was only average.
Feng Chi thought in a daze: Maybe next time we can prepare a better quality one.
Ji Huan acted like an old man the whole time, he just needs to lie down and enjoy. Feng Chi brushed his whole body clean and rinsed him with warm water before dragging him into the Demon Control Bureau. Ji Huan felt that he was a bit strange at the moment, his waist was held in Feng Chi's hands, and the heat on his waist and abdomen inexplicably made his heart beat faster.
Feng Chi himself may not realize it, after all, in Feng Chi's eyes, he is just holding a mirror at the moment. But it was different for Ji Huan. Ji Huan moved uncomfortably and impatiently, the movements were so subtle that most people wouldn't notice it at all.
And Ji Huan didn't notice that the person holding his waist stopped, and quietly moved his hands to change positions.
He thought he was uncomfortable.
Feng Chi walked into the hall with a small mirror, and took away Song Shujing's hair dryer. Song Shujing didn't even look at Feng Chi, she casually pointed to the position and continued to teach the bastard who dared to make her 32,000 mirror sets with 84 yuan milk tea. Zhuo Guang secretly peeked at Feng Chi passing by through his fingers. Their boss was really cold-blooded and ruthless, so he only gave him an indifferent back view. It seems to have forgotten who proposed the idea of using milk tea to soak the employees in the first place.
Zhuo Guang was still sighing, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Feng Chi's replacement between his fingers.
He let go of his fingers in a daze, and Song Shujing looked at him with a smile.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
After drying the small mirror with a soft new towel, Feng Chi quietly glanced at the little black spot again. A towel can dry the water stains on the small black spots, but it can't dry the clothes, so you can only blow them with a hair dryer.
Of course, Feng Chi would be willing to change his clothes if he could.
How long have you been wearing this black pajamas...
Feng Chi squeezed the space between his eyebrows and turned on the hot air, always paying attention to whether the hot air would be too hot, and if it was hot, move the hair dryer farther away. Hearing the moaning and chirping of the little black spot, Feng Chi suddenly had the illusion that he was raising a cub.
Taking good care of the small mirror, when Feng Chi returned to the yard, Zhuo Guang was washing the rabbit's ears with snot and tears. When he raised his head, he revealed half of his side face that had been scratched twice by his nails, and Feng Chi showed an indescribable expression.
Turning his gaze again, there was still a red and swollen mark on Zhuo Guang's forehead.
Feng Chi: "..."
Zhuo Guang angrily pressed the rabbit ears into the water basin, pointed at his forehead and shouted at Feng Chi, "Boss, why do you think squirrels store up food?! Just store them up, how can they be used as weapons?" use."
Just now Song Shujing opened her mouth in a fit of rage, and there were countless nuts smashed on his forehead.
Poor Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing have worked together for so long, and have never seen such a scene.
Scared to death.
Feng Chi showed a sympathetic expression, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Wash it clean."
Zhuo Guang: "?"
I'm so fucking pitiful, you just tell me 'clean up'
Zhuo Guang pointed to the door: "Go, go find your heart's little mirror."
Feng Chi turned and left with a calm expression.
Zhuo Guang: "..." This man is really cruel!
At 3:20 in the afternoon, the door of the Demon Management Bureau was pushed open with a bang, and someone rushed in in a hurry. With a red mark on his forehead, Zhuo Guang put his face on his hips expressionlessly: "Who are you? What are you doing?"
The person who came was a young man in his twenties, whose prototype was a blue-capped parrot. In fact, Zhuo Guang knew him and knew that he was from the Haishi branch. However, thanks to Zheng Kui, Zhuo Guang couldn't have any good feelings for the Hai City Demon Management Bureau branch.
The blue-capped parrot didn't think too much, Zhuo Guang asked, and he replied, "I'm an employee of the Haishi branch. We suddenly found that Fudou disappeared at noon today."
Huo Dou disappeared
When Song Shujing heard this, her eyes flashed, as if she remembered something. Immediately turned on the computer and tuned out today's news.
[At 8:20 today, a fire broke out on the eighth floor of Haishi Department Store. Firefighters rushed to the scene and the flames were extinguished.]
[At eleven o'clock, a fire broke out at the garbage dump in the south of Haishi City, and a sanitation worker was burned. The sanitation worker is now in good condition.]
Fudou looks like a dog and can breathe flames. It is a famous beast.
When Song Shujing saw the news before, she never thought that it was a beast.
The four monsters from the Monster Management Bureau scanned the news, and Song Shujing hurried to inform Feng Chi. The remaining Zhuo Guang was asking about the specific situation of the blue-capped parrot. The blue-capped parrot flew over from Haishi sweating profusely. He thought he could ask for a glass of water when he got here, but he didn't expect that the employees of the Demon Management Bureau were all short-sighted, let alone water, and even had a good face. None were given to him.
But he didn't dare to say anything more, this matter was originally due to the ineffective supervision of their Haishi branch.
"It was only discovered at noon. After finding out that Fudou was missing, all the employees of our branch went to find Fudou. Even the son of our team leader went."
The son of the group leader.
Zheng cut.
Zhuo Guang raised his eyes to look at him expressionlessly, "The last sentence can be omitted, it has no real effect, and it sounds strange."
Blue-capped parrot: "..."
Zhuo Guang: "Continue talking."
Blue-capped parrot: "But it still has something to do with our team leader's young master."
Zhuo Guang: "Then you speak quickly, I have strange ears, I can't listen for too long."
The blue-capped parrot didn't know if Zhuo Guang had a bad temper or was targeting him on purpose, so he could only respond dryly and quickly explained: "We caught Fudou once on the way, and it was near the garbage dump. But there seemed to be other people around him. The monsters of our group leader have all been injured and are still lying in the hospital."
Zhuo Guang snorted, "Then the son of your team leader is quite a waste."
The blue-capped parrot shrank its head, not daring to respond.
After Feng Chi walked out, Zhuo Guang immediately told the news in full, Feng Chi frowned, "Shijiu Shiying, you two come with me, Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing stay here."
After that, Shi Jiu took the blue-capped parrot and followed Feng Chi and walked away. Zhuo Guang let out a cry, and was about to follow up and say something when he was strangled by Song Shujing behind him.
He turned back: "What are you doing?"
Song Shujing let go of him, "What do you want to do?"
Zhuo Guang: "Of course we go together. Did you listen to what the parrot said? There are monsters around Fudou to help, what if Shijiu and Shiying can't beat them? Anyway, we'll be fine if we stay here —”
"Why are you all right?" Song Shujing interrupted him, "Why do you think the boss left you here? Did you forget the sparrow from before?"
Zhuo Guang's head was stuck for a moment, but he also reacted quickly, and slapped his thigh suddenly, "I understand, you and the boss are worried that if this is to divert the tiger away from the mountain, we will all leave by then, the demon tube The bureau might be blown up again."
"again?"
Zhuo Guang coughed, "Exaggerated expression. A rhetoric commonly used in human language classes."
"It's not that exaggerated, but it's always good to be on guard." Song Shujing said, pushing open the door of Feng Chi's office, squinting her eyes, and saw that the shelf on the table was empty, and the small mirror was already in the pocket of their boss took away.
Song Shujing: "..."
He thought he could steal the little mirror quietly while their boss was away.
It turned out that she was thinking too much.
The author has something to say: Feng Chi: Take your wife with you, otherwise my wife will be stolen, and I will be a ten thousand year old single dog QAQ