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Although the girl had a lot of dissatisfaction with the driver and suspected that the driver was a pet dealer who was going to be punished by God, she never thought that the driver would fall down in this way. With a face full of astonishment, she turned her head to look at the man who pursed her lips, "This...isn't that good?"
This is a physical beating, something will happen!
And the police are coming soon.
Feng Chi withdrew his hand calmly. He looked down at the young man who was lying on the ground quietly and completely without any arrogance just now. His eyes were stained darkly, "It's pretty good."
Then, he looked at the dog in the girl's arms again, "Can you show me?"
"Of course!"
Things have developed to the point where the girls can tell that this good-looking man with very quick hands is on their side. She carefully put the dog into Feng Chi's arms, and when those watery dog eyes looked over, she smiled and rubbed the dog's head, "Good boy, this is the uncle who helped you defeat the big villain!"
Feng Chi's movements of hugging the dog froze instantly.
uncle
He glanced at the girl lightly, she looked about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Although he lived a long time, isn't the word 'uncle' a little too much? Even this girl has to be called Uncle, so what does the little black dot who looks a few years younger than the girl call him
Feng Chi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to carefully check the dog's injuries, and stopped talking. The girl didn't mind, Feng Chi gave the impression of being very indifferent, it was already surprising that such a man could help.
After returning the dog to the girl, Feng Chi walked to the car again. A small silver truck, with army green cloth to surround the space of the back seat, leaving only a hole in the rear. And this opening is now equipped with railings. Feng Chi reached out and touched the railing, which was still stained with sticky blood. There was a small hole in the middle of the railing. Feng Chi clasped the opening of the hole with one hand, and with a forceful snap, the iron railing fell off with a bang.
The onlookers stared wide-eyed, and an aunt gave Feng Chi a thumbs-up, "The young man is amazing. Do you exercise regularly? You should go to the gym to exercise by yourself. Our brat is as thin as a rib."
Feng Chi pondered for a while, and said truthfully: "Occasionally, I exercise, and I am born with a stronger physique."
Ji Huan: "..."
I don't know if it's his illusion, but he thinks Feng Chi is a bit silly.
Aunt's casual question was quickly ignored by everyone. After the pick-up truck was unloaded, all kinds of dogs and cats suddenly sounded. A bunch of fluffy poked their heads out of the car, and the one closest to Feng Chi was an orange cat, softly rubbing against his hand and meowing. Feng Chi rubbed the orange cat's head casually, and was about to withdraw his hand when he caught a glimpse of the small mirror staring at his hand out of the corner of his eye.
Ji Huan stretched out his hand quietly, and quickly rubbed the orange cat's tail.
Feng Chi: "..."
His hands are small and his movements are light. He rubbed it so hard that the orange cat didn't even notice it. Feng Chi thought it was funny, so he hugged a little white puppy and swung it towards him, pointing his butt at the pocket, and Ji Huan happily continued to rub it.
This little milk dog is not very old, and the face shown in the demon mirror is still a child of three or four years old, with a chubby face and arms with joints like lotus roots, so cute as hell. Ji Huan lightly poked his swollen belly again, and then she withdrew her hand contentedly, and put it in her pocket.
Seeing that the little mirror was finally satisfied and rested, Feng Chi focused all his attention on the little monster in the car. At a glance, there were more than a dozen kittens and puppies in the truck, all of them were spirited monsters. No one would believe it was a coincidence. Feng Chi immediately thought of the raccoon cat old lady whose grandson lost a few days ago. Perhaps there is some connection to this as well.
When Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing arrived, the road was still blocked, and they had no choice but to get out of the car and run over in a hurry. Subconsciously, Zhuo Guang was about to go to the area where the truck collided, but he was blocked by an orange seller on the way, "You two, over there!"
Looking in the direction the boss pointed, the slender Feng Chi could recognize them at a glance even though his back was facing them. Song Shujing rubbed her chin and sighed: "Boss's legs are really long, and look at her waist again, ouch, our sister-in-law will be blessed in the future."
Zhuo Guang: "????"
Zhuo Guang felt that the Demon Management Bureau had been getting more and more wrong recently. It was Shi Ying who really put "our sister-in-law" on his lips at first, but now even Shi Jiu and Song Shujing have started. When he thought of Song Shujing's words just now, the expression on his face was a bit indescribable.
"Is a big waist and long legs a blessing for a mirror?"
Song Shujing glanced at him, her eyes were like caring for a fool: "You don't understand, you haven't seen what our sister-in-law is like. I won't tell you more, just bring some delicious food over tomorrow at noon and you will know. Let's go, the boss is probably in a hurry, we have to give him more time to spend with his sister-in-law."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
In the end, the matter of the car accident was handed over to Zhuo Guang. The little monsters and the driver of this car were all left to Song Shujing. Song Shujing herself advocates celibacy, and she is too old to marry and have children, but this does not prevent her from liking children. With two fluffy arms in her arms, her high-heeled shoes stepped on the driver's face, ignoring the terrified eyes of the people around her, she gestured OK to Feng Chi, "Just leave it to me here. Boss, you go back first." Right. Oh, by the way, I happened to be in the supermarket before I received your call, so I bought some for my sister-in-law... and put it in Zhuo Guang's car, remember to take it later."
Feng Chi hummed, but in his heart he was thinking that the little black spot is really a group favorite. He obviously didn't do anything, but he coaxed Shi Ying and Song Shujing into spending money to support them. No, he and Song Shujing were the ones throwing money away.
Zhuo Guang followed Feng Chi, Feng Chi said he wanted to go with him to the site where the car accident happened, Zhuo Guang didn't refuse. He raised his eyes and saw the man's indifferent but flawless side face, maybe he was influenced by Song Shujing's "waist and long legs" remarks, his eyes suddenly turned uncontrollably towards Feng Chi's tall and straight face. Nose up and down.
"What are you looking at?"
Zhuo Guang replied subconsciously: "Look at your nose, Boss. Your nose is really straight, live... No, I look at the tree over there! The leaves on the tree are so beautiful!"
Feng Chi: "..."
Feng Chi's mind immediately recalled that when he saw the little black spot, the little black spot was also praising him for having a straight nose. However, one size fits all.
His face was expressionless: "Are you a pervert?"
Zhuo Guang: "..."
It hurt my heart to be called "abnormal" by Feng Chi, but when I think about it carefully, I seem to be able to match these two words. Zhuo Guang's mood is extremely complicated. He walked all the way and sighed until he basically understood the accident The process is still immersed in full of sorrow. Following Feng Chi and watching Feng Chi take a bag of snacks from his car, Zhuo Guang couldn't help it.
"Boss, don't think too much, I'm quite normal. I just..."
"You've been single for too long and you're a bit out of your mind." Feng Chi dropped those words, turned around and left, leaving Zhuo Guang alone in the wind crying like a dog. The starling boss next door who changed location but was still selling oranges handed over an orange distressedly, "Don't cry, buddy, my oranges are delicious, and they also improve IQ."
Zhuo Guang: "..." I think you are mocking me.
After returning home, Feng Chi deliberately put the small mirror and orange snacks in the living room, and went to the bedroom to take a shower by himself. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, DuangDuangDuang rattled loudly from behind. Feng Chi was able to make up the picture of the living room, he shook his head, picked up his clothes and walked to the bathroom, thinking that he could spend more time taking a bath.
Ji Huan reached out to untie the packaging bag containing the snacks, and also studied Song Shujing's method of knotting. Song Shujing bought a lot of food, including jelly chips and drinks, and each flavor was well received. Ji Huan picked up a bunch of lollipops, suspected that Feng Chi definitely didn't like strawberry flavor, so he quietly tore two and stuffed them into the small mirror.
He stood on tiptoe and dived into the plastic bag.
Stuff two jelly, AD calcium milk quietly walk along a row, and take three handfuls of sugar oranges. He didn't want bulky potato chips, and left them for Feng Chi to eat. While ordering the snacks, Ji Huan was still whispering to himself: Feng Chi, don't worry, although I took your things today, I will pay for them when I come out. I will make it up to you, and I will give you whatever you want.
Then poke the AD calcium milk and suck it up contentedly.
After Ji Huan finished drinking the AD calcium milk, he touched his swollen belly, and then set his eyes on another packaging bag. It contained the snacks that Feng Chi had packed back, as well as the little octopus balls he was thinking of.
How about... steal one
Ji Huan coughed twice, and moved to the pocket containing the small balls. After moving around for seven or eight times, I finally got close to the pocket. Without saying a word, I immediately opened the pocket and found the octopus balls. The little balls were getting cold, but Ji Huan didn't care. He was holding the little balls with both hands and was about to stuff them into the mirror, but there was a sudden thud, and Ji Huan, who was so frightened that he felt guilty, slipped, and the whole mirror was pressed against the mirror. On top of the octopus balls.
In the bathroom of the bedroom, Feng Chi casually picked up the shower gel that fell on the floor.
In the living room, Ji Huan straightened up slowly, and took two steps back. He lowered his head, the ketchup on the octopus balls was mixed with the salad dressing, and the red and white mixed were all printed on his black pajamas.
Ji Huan: "..."
Stealing food from other people will be punished.
Ji Huan stared at the clothes for a long time, then ate two small octopus balls in a hurry. Looking back, the small box contained the last lonely little ball, which looked so pitiful, Ji Huan simply ate it and let it be with the first two. Finally, the box was collected and stuffed into the mirror, clearing the evidence.
After restoring everything to its original state, Ji Huan continued to stare at his clothes and wonder what to do. If Feng Chi wasn't at home, maybe he could take a shower and dry himself off. But this approach is certainly not applicable now.
Ji Huan sighed and took another bottle of milk. As a result, when I touched the AD calcium milk, I touched the silky corner. Ji Huan's eyes widened suddenly, and he pulled the corner to take a look. It turned out to be Feng Chi's shirt!
Although it's embarrassing to wear other people's clothes, but... the situation is urgent, I hope Mr. Feng Chi doesn't mind. Buy the same one and return it to him in the future!
Feng Chi lingered in the bathroom for almost an hour before coming out. When he walked to the living room, the small mirror and snacks were placed in their respective places without incident. Feng Chi thought for a while that the little black spot had changed, but he walked up to the small mirror and twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.
A lot of snacks have accumulated in the corner of the mirror, almost piled up into a hill. In another corner were several boxes and candy wrappers. The culprit of all this was probably full, lying on the ground and sleeping soundly like a piglet.
This little pig is wearing his white shirt.
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