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Feng Chi stood outside the door and counted the time. He felt that Ji Huan should be ready, so he opened the door and walked into the bedroom. He first glanced at the position of the small mirror, just like when he left, lying peacefully on the windowsill. Immediately afterwards, Feng Chi's eyes turned around in the bedroom.
The candy box on the table was quite empty.
The pillows on the sofa were all smashed together.
The wardrobe door slammed shut.
It doesn't look like what he looked like when he just left. Feng Chi rubbed his eyebrows, a little funny. If you change to someone with a bigger heart, you may not be able to find it. But for him... He knows that there is less garbage in the house.
Feng Chi went to the wardrobe to get home clothes. At home, his clothes are generally not so serious, and he still focuses on comfort. However, when he opened the closet door and looked at the empty and shaking hangers, he fell silent.
His gaze swept from left to right, counting the number of shirts in his mind, and finally he could confirm that one was missing.
Thinking of the tightly closed wardrobe door again, Feng Chi vaguely guessed something.
Feng Chi silently took out his home clothes and put his back on the window sill to change. He didn't notice that the small mirror on the window sill quietly straightened up, stared at his back helplessly, and then quietly looked away. Seems to want to look over his body to see his expression. Ji Huan didn't know if Feng Chi noticed something strange in the closet... But, if Feng Chi's expression is very calm, there shouldn't be any, right
He scratched his chin, a little nervous.
Ji Huan wanted to take a closer look, but Feng Chi was on one side, and he immediately lay down. His reaction was quick, and his toes were so tense.
Feng Chi threw the changed shirt into the bamboo basket beside him, went to the window and took a look at the small mirror. I don't know if it was out of embarrassment or embarrassment, Ji Huan silently tucked the man's white shirt back, hoping to use his body to cover the clothes. Then he stuffed it for a few seconds, then pouted again: "He can't see it again."
So, Ji Huan grabbed his shirt and deliberately shook it in front of Feng Chi. After shaking twice, he said in shock, "It's so big."
Feng Chi: "..."
Take other people's clothes and still think that their clothes are too big
Does this little black spot owe a lesson
When Feng Chi put the small mirror on the sofa beside him, he finally realized something. He remembered that the small mirror could only move a little bit twice, but he didn't expect to be able to take things from the outside now? If so, feeding seems a lot easier. If Xiao Jing wants to drink milk tea, just let him take it in and drink it by himself, instead of swimming in the milk tea basin like last time.
Feng Chi's slender fingers rubbed against the small mirror subconsciously, and began to think about what method to use next to make the small mirror take away his feeding silently without being noticed.
In order not to startle the snake, he really paid a lot.
The two days that Feng Chi handed over to Zheng Guan arrived in the blink of an eye. In the morning of that day, Zheng Guan appeared in the lobby of the Demon Control Bureau sweating profusely. Zheng Guan was wearing a black suit and tie, and looked like a successful man among human beings. It's a pity that this successful person is not very popular in the Demon Management Bureau. Song Shujing took a small mirror and looked left and right at her face, and then kicked Shiying's table after a while, "Brother, how about showing this red lipstick for sister? It's new, doesn't it look good?"
As a single hydra, Shi Ying really doesn't know much about lipstick. However, this does not prevent him from making a pretentious evaluation. He looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded, "It looks good, our sister Song is good-looking, and she looks good with anything she puts on."
Zhuo Guang laughed when he heard the words, he propped his chin and patted Shi Ying's shoulder, "Hey, can you see the difference between her lipstick today and yesterday's?"
Shi Ying: "Today's looks better."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Song Shujing smiled lightly: "Look at him, and then at you."
Zheng Guan stood alone, surrounded by the jokes and chatter of the staff of the Bureau of Demon Control, looking extremely helpless and confused. He stretched his neck and glanced at the boy sitting on the sofa, then retracted silently.
Shi Jiu looked young, but he was extremely difficult to mess with. For the past two days, Shi Jiu had followed him almost every step of the way, as long as he relaxed, Shi Jiu's cold voice would appear like a magic voice around his ears. After coming down several times, Zheng Guan was too scared to say anything, and just kept his head down. Now that two days have passed with difficulty, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with Shi Jiu.
Zheng Guan could only tentatively ask the only female employee of the Bureau of Demon Control, "Miss Song, when will he come over to close the bureau?"
Song Shujing paused for a moment while holding the makeup mirror, but there was no surprise on her face. I already knew that Zheng Guan couldn't bear it for too long, so couldn't I bear it? Song Shujing's hands remained the same, her tone was contemptuous, "I don't know about that. Team leader Zheng also knows that there are ten employees in our Demon Management Bureau, and they are all extremely capable. Under normal circumstances, there is no need for the boss to take action. So When our boss comes to work depends on his mood."
Zheng Guan spit in his heart when he heard the words.
Who doesn't know that Feng Chi is a workaholic with excessive self-discipline. Even if there is nothing to do at ordinary times, he will show up at the Demon Control Bureau on time. Over the years, this habit has not changed. In the past, when the branch leaders of several of their cities gathered together for a drink, they still felt emotional about Feng Chi's habit.
The group of Demon Control Bureau did it on purpose!
Zheng Guan hit a snag at Song Shujing's place, held his breath in his heart, and tightly pursed his mouth and stopped talking. After all, he is also the team leader of the branch. Song Shujing and the employees of the Demon Control Bureau really have no idea!
As time passed by, Zheng Guan looked down at his watch. The hour hand on it has quietly pointed to ten, but Feng Chi hasn't arrived yet. With a milk tea straw in his mouth, Zhuo Guang looked at Zheng Guan's diamond-encrusted wristwatch, and smiled: "Team Leader Zheng, don't worry, you will be in the same state of mind today as you usually are, don't panic, ah."
Zheng Guan's eyes twitched.
Zhuo Guang is cursing him around the corner! He said that he was not in a hurry when he was dealing with important matters, and now he was not in a hurry when he was waiting for someone. He took a deep breath and tried hard to stabilize his mentality.
Finally, just as Zheng Guan breathed out, the door of the Demon Management Bureau was pushed open from the outside.
Zheng Guan swore that he had never found Feng Chi so pleasing to the eye.
After all, the yin and yang atmosphere in the Demon Management Bureau is really uncomfortable.
Feng Chi didn't mean to be late on purpose. It's just that he didn't see the small mirror when he closed the window this morning. Guessing that the little mirror was going to practice, he put the little mirror on the windowsill every night. After not noticing the mirror this morning, he thought that the little mirror had gone somewhere else in the middle of the night. As a result, as soon as the window was closed, I heard a 'bang' sound, and something hit the ground outside.
Feng Chi's mood at that time was extremely complicated.
At that moment, he had only one thought: Fortunately, he lived in an independent small villa. If he lived in an apartment on the tens of floors, he would not be able to find the body of the small mirror if he fell from this height, not to mention whether it was broken or not. arrive.
Feng Chi didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to the window to pick up the small mirror.
Ji Huan slept soundly. It was the fifteenth day last night, and the moon was big and round. He was bathed in the moonlight like a baby lying in the amniotic fluid. His whole body was warm and comfortable as hell. It's morning, the sun rises early here, and the morning sun is just as comfortable when it falls on the body, Ji Huan doesn't want to open his eyes at all.
until-
His body hit the ground so hard that his bones almost shattered. Ji Huan lay on the ground with his head up, staring directly at the sun above his head. He was confused for a while before he guessed what happened just now after seeing Feng Chi come out through the window.
He moaned and clutched his waist and arms. Although there were no wounds on his body, some places were rubbed red. Ji Huan held his breath and didn't let out a sound, the corners of his eyes turned red.
This scene fell into Feng Chi's eyes, guilt flooded Feng Chi like a sea wave.
There is one thing to say, this is really sorry for the little mirror. The mirror was originally a fragile product, and the little black dots living in it looked thin and tender, so it must be really painful to smash it down.
Feng Chi quickly picked up the small mirror, gently carried him back to the room, then wiped the mirror with a wet tissue, and wiped off the dust on the small mirror one by one.
Ji Huan was still very unhappy at first, but when he saw Feng Chi's cautious expression as he lowered his eyes and frowned, his anger was blown away by the wind again.
Blame him too. I slept comfortably last night, just like before wearing a book. I thought there was a 1.8-meter bed under me, and I rolled from one side to the other.
Don't roll next time.
Feng Chi looked at the little black dot that was quietly whistling on his arm, and his heart softened. He struggled for a long time, but he couldn't get the sentence "You can tell me if you still feel pain" out of his mouth.
I wasted a lot of time at home, and Feng Chi wanted to make up for the little mirror, so he bought a lot of candies on the way to the Demon Management Bureau and stuffed them into the pocket where the little mirror was. Ji Huan only thought that he was going to bring it to some employees of the Bureau of Demon Control, so he ate two strawberry-flavored toffees.
After eating, he smashed his mouth and quietly wrote down the name of the candy store. Judging from his current cultivation situation, the day when he becomes a human again and goes out of the mirror should come soon. Then he can do whatever he wants.
Sitting in the pocket of Feng Chi's coat, he wandered all the way to the Bureau of Demon Management, and when he opened the door, he heard a very pleasant 'closed bureau'. Ji Huan remembered this voice, it was Zheng Guan, the team leader of the Haishi Branch.
Hey, why don't you get off your horse.
Feng Chi's eyes turned around at the Demon Management Bureau, and Zhuo Guang smiled and winked at him, with a malicious expression on his face. Feng Chi, Zhuo Guang and the others have known each other for so many years, and by looking at Zhuo Guang's expression, he can roughly guess why Zheng Guan's expression is so unlovable.
He glanced at Zheng Guan, "Come in with me. Shijiu, you come too."
Shi Jiuer stood up from the sofa without saying a word, and smiled when passing by Zheng Guan: "Leader Zheng, let's go, I can pass on some things you forgot, my memory is very good."
Zheng Guan: "..."
When the three of them entered the office, Shi Ying couldn't help but sat down at the door of Feng Chi's office, and said silently to Song Shujing and Zhuo Guang: "I want to hear the opinions of those monsters in Haishi on Zheng Guan, maybe I will say three things." Days and nights without rest."
Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing looked at each other, and they immediately appeared at the door of the office.
The three of them pressed against the door tightly, slowing down their breathing.
Inside the door, Feng Chi's gaze swept across the door vaguely, ignoring the behavior of his own employees, and said in a cold voice: "Let's talk about that old lady's grandson first. Has he been found?"
Zheng Guan nodded quickly, "I found it, I found it."
Feng Chi looked at him, "What's going on, let's hear it."
Zheng Guan showed an embarrassed smile. Although he knew that most of this was his responsibility, he didn't dare to waste time, "The grandson of the old lady was lost in the amusement park. She was abducted by several humans. So we looked for The human police, brought the child back."
Feng Chi raised his eyes and glanced at Shi Jiu, but Shi Jiu didn't speak. Feng Chi didn't continue to say anything about this matter. He held out his hand. "Leave the report here and you can go."
What Zheng Guan held in his arms were the opinions and suggestions left by so many monsters in Haishi, which were requested by Feng Chi two days ago.
Zheng Guan was eager for Feng Chi to let him go quickly, and after saying, "See you again after the game is closed", he immediately ran away without a trace. When he opened the door, he bumped into three eavesdropping employees. After his face froze for a moment, he didn't say anything, just raised his feet and strode away.
Zhuo Guang clicked his tongue twice: "Zheng Guan is much more attractive than I imagined. Why does his son look nothing like him?"
Song Shujing took a big mouthful of pearls with her milk tea in her mouth, "Like mom."
While talking, the three of them also walked into the office.
When they heard it, Shi Jiu said: "Boss, I don't think the matter with the old lady's grandson is that simple."
Feng Chi nodded, motioning for him to continue.
Shi Jiu: "When we found the old lady's grandson, his grandson looked stupid. I checked his body. His intelligence was damaged, which is not something humans can do."
Zhuo Guang blinked, "What did we do?"
He had already heard about the loss of the old lady's grandson from Shi Ying, and he knew the general course of the incident very well. Now when he heard Shi Jiu's words, he opened his mouth.
Shi Jiu hummed, "It should be. That's why I think it's not that simple. Perhaps, the monster who really abducted the little cihuamao got wind of it and threw the little cihuamao to the human just in case. traffickers."
Feng Chi stood up and walked to the window, from here he could still see Zheng Guan's back. He lowered his eyes, thought for a while and ordered, "You go to the human police to have a look. Let the police interrogate those traffickers."
Of course Shijiu didn't refuse.
When Shi Jiu turned around and left to communicate with the human police, Zhuo Guang leaned in front of Feng Chi, his eyes shining brightly, "Boss, why did you come to work so late today? I didn't have fun with my sister-in-law last night." Enough, continue this morning?"
Feng Chi: "..."
Song Shujing: "..."
Shi Ying: "..."
Song Shujing didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhuo Guang's words, she glanced at Shi Ying whose mouth was twitching, and immediately dragged Shi Ying outside to make up lessons. Suddenly only Feng Chi and Zhuo Guang were left in the office.
Zhuo Guang didn't notice the danger at all, and continued to ask: "I thought about it last night, and I really didn't understand what kind of love you and my sister-in-law could have. Why don't you tell me?"
Feng Chi clicked his tongue, "Are you so free all day long?"
Zhuo Guang: "It's really nothing."
Feng Chi nodded: "Instead of Wu Wu, go to the next door to help. Today, Wu Wu is off and you go to work."
Zhuo Guang: "... No, boss, I just asked casually, how could you do this to me!"
"Ask casually about love and interest? It's a beautiful idea." Feng Chi passed him expressionlessly and entered the yard. The sun was just right in the yard, and there was a deck chair. Feng Chi put the small mirror aside and sat on the recliner to read the report.
He knew that Little Mirror liked to bask in the sun.
Ji Huan was next to Feng Chi, with the tip of his nose moved a little, he could almost smell the faint scent of shower gel on the man. He lay on the arm of the recliner, squinting his eyes. It didn't take long for the sun to rise, and Ji Huan cleverly covered his head with a soft white shirt.
After more than an hour, Feng Chi finished reading the content of the report. Looking back, Ji Huan was sleeping with his white shirt in his arms, revealing a section of his lower abdomen. He turned over, and the small mirror moved out slightly. Turning over again, seeing that the mirror was about to repeat the same mistakes and fall to the ground again, Feng Chi quickly stretched out his hand to catch the small mirror that fell.
The feeling of hitting the hand is completely different from the feeling of hitting the ground. Ji Huan just opened his eyes in a daze, closed them again and continued to sleep, and rubbed against his shirt.
Feng Chi looked at his movements and thought of something, and suddenly the tips of his ears turned red.
Not far away, Shi Ying squatted on the threshold of the hall, holding his chin in both hands, and sighed silently:
Ah, why does it feel like the air is full of sweet taste!
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