030.
Two people, you hate me, and I hurt you, and an hour passes in a blink of an eye. Feng Chi glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past his usual work time, but he didn't care. The doorbell rang at this time, and Ji Huan, who was still buried in writing, didn't lift his head, "Go and open the door, and take out an ugly toad."
Feng Chi: "?"
At this moment, Feng Chi really felt that he was offended.
He didn't open the door either, with his arms folded and his face expressionless: "You said just now that you held grudges, and you didn't want to pay it off."
Ji Huan put down his pen, and the smile on his face became brighter, "I'm happy for everything."
This smile dazzles the eyes. Feng Chi was so blocked by his words that he didn't know what to say, so he simply opened the door as he wished. Outside the door is the security guard of the villa area. There was a big box at the security guard's feet, and when he saw Feng Chi coming out, he immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, this courier box was delivered a month ago, but you were away at that time, so it was temporarily placed in the security room."
Feng Chi nodded, said thank you, and carried the box into the living room. He probably knew what was inside the carton, but Ji Huan didn't. Seeing him unpacking the courier with his back turned to him, he craned his neck curiously to find out. However, Feng Chi blocked the paper box tightly, and he had no choice but to retract it.
Ji Huan propped his chin and whispered, "So you can also shop online."
Feng Chi turned his head: "I even bought mirror cases for you." Although those mirror cases have never been taken out and used.
After being reminded by Feng Chi, Ji Huan slapped his thigh and immediately remembered something. He stared at his round eyes, and pointed at Feng Chi's nose with the pen in his hand, "Since you already knew about my existence, and you can still see me and hear me, did you put the mirror cover on me on purpose? ?! Feng Chi, you are so changeable!"
He sighed, looking at Feng Chi with deep meaning in his eyes.
Feng Chi pursed his lips, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red at this moment. However, he has always been very good at putting on a show, he just glanced away and said nonsense: "No."
Ji Huan: "It's nothing. I asked you if you did it on purpose. You did it on purpose. Write it down."
68. Feng Chi deliberately bought me a mirror cover and put it on me forcibly. His thoughts were not pure, and his behavior was abnormal!
Feng Chi: "..."
Feng Chi saw that the matter of the mirror case was too much to pass, so he could only focus on the paper box. He quickly removed the carton and took out the small water dispenser inside. He pointed to the water dispenser and said, "That night you had a stomachache and went to the kitchen to pour water. The next day I bought a small water dispenser online."
Ji Huan looked at him suspiciously, in disbelief at first.
He threw the pen and walked to Feng Chi's side, and looked at the water dispenser. It is indeed small, and the workmanship looks quite exquisite. It can be jumped up with a slight jump at the height of a small mirror. Just stretch out a jio and step on the hot water button, and you can drink hot water.
Compared with that day, it is indeed very simple.
It is unlikely that Feng Chi will use this thing himself.
It seemed that it was indeed prepared for him.
Seeing Ji Huan's expression from disbelief to understanding, Feng Chi poked his thin shoulder with his fingers, and said concisely: "Write it down."
Ji Huan: "..."
Feng Chi has perfectly adapted to his accounting habits.
Okay, very promising.
The two huddled together and fiddled with the water dispenser for a while, Feng Chi threw the carton into the trash can outside, and when he came back Ji Huan was already holding a cup of hot water, pretending to sprinkle a few tea leaves in it and drinking it.
Feng Chi watched him drink water like a small animal, he was obviously very hot but he refused to let go and kept breathing, he looked a little cute. He hid the thoughts in his heart, stood in front of Ji Huan and asked, "I'm going to the Demon Control Bureau, do you want to go together?"
Ji Huan blinked, "Can you?"
sure.
When Ji Huan was still a mirror, he had already been to the Demon Control Bureau countless times.
What's more, after spending so many days with the little mirror, Feng Chi has basically figured out the little mirror.
It was probably an accident that the little black spot appeared beside him. It is almost impossible to say that he has some thoughts about himself or the Demon Management Bureau.
On the way to the Demon Control Bureau, Feng Chi temporarily turned a corner and went to the mall to buy some clothes for Ji Huan. The store was chosen by Feng Chi, and the clothes were chosen by Ji Huan. After all, Feng Chi's aesthetic is probably the exact same white shirt in the closet. Ji Huan was wearing a thin black sweater, the sleeves were rolled up to reveal a part of his wrist, he walked around in front of Feng Chi, pulled the clothes again, and asked, "Does it look good?"
Feng Chi nodded honestly, and before Ji Huan could react, he turned his head and told the smiling clerk, "Pack up all the same styles."
Ji Huan: "..."
Ji Huan put on new clothes, carrying the same new clothes, and followed Feng Chi. After stuffing all the cardboard boxes into the car, he just went around and sat down in the co-pilot's seat, when he found Feng Chi looking at him with frowns.
Ji Huan paused when he pulled the seat belt, "What's the matter?"
"record."
Ji Huan: "... I know! You don't have to remind me all the time."
Feng Chi withdrew his eyes and said slowly, "I'm just worried that you'll forget."
Ji Huan looked at him, "I'm younger than you, and I have a better memory than you."
Feng Chi stopped talking. Looking at Ji Huan's appearance, he knew that the other party was young, and that bluffing temperament was not what a mature man should have.
As for the slight contempt and dislike behind these words, Feng Chi pretended not to be able to hear them.
To save the other party from making trouble again.
The two finally arrived at the Demon Control Bureau before lunch. Hearing the sound of brakes outside the yard, Zhuo Guang's eyes lit up. He quickly opened the window and smiled, "Long time no see, Boss, morning... good."
His gaze fell directly on the teenager who got off the Maybach.
The boy looked very unfamiliar, and Zhuo Guang had never seen such a face in his memory. But it was strange that when the other party noticed his gaze, he immediately showed a bright smile and waved to him. The enthusiasm is so overwhelming.
Zhuo Guang slammed the window shut, turned around and shouted at the others: "Brothers and sisters, I'm blind."
Song Shujing licked Xiao Yinglong's head. Xiao Yinglong was young, and he usually ate it as soon as he woke up. He was very obedient. She was content and in a too good mood. Seeing Zhuo Guang's hurried appearance now, the smile on his face didn't fade away, he raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "Why are you so blind?"
Zhuo Guang ignored Song Shujing's ridicule, frowned and waved his hands frantically, expressing his shock with body movements, "Boss brought a boy to the Demon Control Bureau, and the co-pilot got off the boss' car."
Song Shujing put down the melon seeds, and the Jiuying brothers turned their eyes away from the computer one after another, staring in the direction of the gate.
To determine whether Zhuo Guang is talking nonsense, you only need to open this door to know.
Facts proved that Feng Chi did not disappoint them, just a few seconds later, the door was pushed open from the outside. Feng Chi appeared in the sight of several people. Although Song Shujing had no intention of flirting with Feng Chi, she always liked Feng Chi's appearance. But today, she didn't even have the intention to admire Feng Chi's face at all, she just waited for the boy Zhuo Guang said to appear.
Song Shujing poked her head, but Feng Chi couldn't see anything standing there.
This was the first time Song Shujing ever felt that their boss was a bit of an eyesore.
She frowned and said, "Big brother, let me go. I heard that you kidnapped a little boy. I'll see if he looks good. If he looks good, I'm going to attack."
Before Feng Chi could react, Ji Huan poked his head out from behind him by pulling the hem of his clothes, and greeted with a smiling face, "Hello, Sister Song."
Song Shujing was dazzled by Ji Huan's sudden smile, she responded several times, her gaze fell on Ji Huan and refused to leave, "Hello, hello, welcome to the Demon Management Bureau."
Ji Huan is really good-looking, especially those eyes, the end of the eyes is slightly raised, giving the feeling of peach blossom eyes. But the eyes are so clear that they can reflect all the filth. Seeing the other party obediently standing beside Feng Chi, with a youthful look all over her body, Song Shujing retracted her previous words in her heart—
There is no need to start.
It's great being a brother.
Song Shujing thought to herself, looking at Ji Huan with kindness and love in her eyes. Just as she was about to say something more, someone flickered in front of her eyes and blocked Ji Huan again. Song Shujing looked up along the dark suit, and happened to meet Feng Chi's long and narrow eyes.
The man's eyes were dark.
Song Shujing: "?"
Why do you look at her with such eyes as if you have been robbed of your wife
Song Shujing hesitated for two seconds, thinking that maybe she was too enthusiastic and made their boss look frivolous, so she silently stopped talking and signaled Feng Chi with her eyes: Tell me.
Feng Chi looked at Song Shujing who was retracting, and then stretched out his hand to pull out the boy hiding behind him, "Let me introduce to you, this is—"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Chi also shut up.
He looked down at Ji Huan silently. Ji Huan's smile was still bright, but for some reason, Feng Chi's back felt a chill.
Feng Chi looked away in embarrassment. Although he was reluctant to admit it, the fact was that he didn't know the name of the little black spot.
The eyes of Zhuo Guang and others who were eagerly waiting for the introduction became more and more strange.
The eyes of several people swiveled around Feng Chi and Ji Huan, vaguely aware of the strange atmosphere between them. But it's hard to say where the specific weirdness is, so they can only wait dryly.
After a minute passed, Feng Chi finally spoke, "Mirror."
Zhuo Guang and the others were stunned by the sudden words, but soon Shi Jiu repeated 'this is the mirror'. Two seconds later, the four monsters took a deep breath and shouted in unison: "This is our sister-in-law?!"
"no."
"no."
Feng Chi and Ji Huan opened their mouths almost at the same time. They heard their respective voices quickly ringing in their ears, looked at each other, and frowned.
Ji Huan didn't give Feng Chi time to react, and said bluntly, "My name is Ji Huan. Thank you for taking care of me and buying me food during the previous period."
Feng Chi's brows became more and more furrowed. He stretched out his hand and dragged the young man who had stood in front of him back with his collar hooked. When he met the innocent and clean eyes of the other party, he said expressionlessly, "Why didn't you thank me at that time?" I?"
He also bought food. But the little black spot never said thank you to him.
Why are there completely different attitudes towards him and the four from the Demon Management Bureau.
Ji Huan had the illusion that Feng Chi would pick him up and fly in the air. He curled his lips and whispered, "They didn't put a mirror cover on me, and they didn't force me to look at ugly monsters."
Feng Chi held his back by the collar, put his hands on his shoulders, pointed at Song Shujing, who was holding Xiao Yinglong with a gentle face, and said calmly, "She bought the thirty-two thousand mirror cover. Let me see the ugly monster." It was also her idea to stimulate you."