031.
Song Shujing understood at this moment what it means to kill invisible. Although she could understand that their boss wanted to be tough with his daughter-in-law, but this toughness was not in exchange for pushing her out. Song Shujing pursed her lips, looked at Ji Huan and then at Feng Chi, opened her mouth to say something but was horrified to find—
Feng Chi's words seemed to be right.
Yes, she bought the 32,000 mirror set.
Yes, she was also instigated to go to the North Sea swamp to see ugly monsters for excitement.
Song Shujing retracted silently, and pretended to say 'ah', "Oh, it seems that Xiao Yinglong's parents have news, I'll go and see first." After speaking, she hugged Xiao Yinglong and ran away without a trace.
Ji Huan was still held in Feng Chi's hand, and he looked at the direction Song Shujing left in confusion. Just now, there was a gust of wind blowing by his side, and he didn't realize that the gust of wind was Song Shujing until he realized it.
Ji Huan scratched his chin and muttered softly: "You don't have to run so fast, and I don't keep accounts."
Feng Chi: "?"
Now he really picked up Ji Huan. With his strength, it was more than enough to lift ten Ji Huan. He carried the person to the sofa next to him and put them down. He sat opposite Ji Huan and asked him seriously: "Why only take my account?"
Ji Huan: "Maybe it's because you're handsome."
Feng Chi: "..."
When Ji Huan and Feng Chi looked at each other silently and the atmosphere became more and more weird, Zhuo Guang hurriedly dragged the Jiuying brothers over the window and ran to the yard. He turned over the window and closed it thoughtfully, and then the three heads were pressed against the wall together.
Zhuo Guang glanced back, his thoughts still immersed in Ji Huan's face, "So our boss is really gay."
Shi Ying rolled his eyes, they all knew about this. Only Zhuo Guang was immersed in his own world.
He straightened up quietly, and pressed his ears against the wall. There was a conversation between Feng Chi and Ji Huan. After listening to it for a minute, he retracted, "Why do I think the boss is a little cowardly?"
Zhuo Guang, who had been disliked just now, straightened up and finally had the courage to refute the other party. He thrust his waist full of air: "What do you know, this is called strict wife control, our boss is a peerless good man!"
A cough came from inside the room, Zhuo Guang shrank his head, and shrank back under the window like a turtle. Facing Shiying's gaze as if watching a show, he shrugged, "Boss, I'm sorry, I understand."
The murmurs in the yard didn't stop for a long time. In the hall, Feng Chi and Ji Huan were sitting face to face. Ji Huan propped his chin and stared at the person opposite him, expressing his helplessness for Feng Chi's one-sided behavior.
He counted Feng Chi's good points with his fingers: "You are handsome, you have a good figure, you have good abs, and you are the most special in my heart, so it's no problem if I prepare a small book for you."
Feng Chi said with a cold face, "Thank you, but I don't need it."
Ji Huan: "If you want something, don't be polite to me. As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts clearly, and if we settle accounts, brothers are better than brothers."
Feng Chi: "..." What a mess, who wants to be your brother.
Although Ji Huan said a lot of things that gave him a headache, he could basically figure out the key message from Ji Huan's words and attitude: small books must be memorized.
OK.
"It's getting late, let's go to dinner, I'll treat you, write it down."
Ji Huan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."
Hearing that they were going to eat, Zhuo Guang and Jiuying quickly stood beside Feng Chi, fearing that Feng Chi would leave them behind in order to enjoy the world of two. Zhuo Guang was next to Ji Huan, and enthusiastically introduced the restaurants they usually like to go to that taste good.
"Across this street, there is a restaurant opened by us monsters. The food in it is very delicious. Sister-in-law... ah, I understand, I understand, sister-in-law is shy, we don't call her sister-in-law. How should I call sister-in-law?"
Ji Huan: "...call it whatever you want, don't call it sister-in-law, your boss will blow your hair."
Zhuo Guang glanced at Feng Chi, who was tall and leggy, walking leisurely behind them, and whispered, "Where did the boss come from?"
Hearing what Zhuo Guang said, Ji Huan seemed to think of something suddenly, his eyes were like small light bulbs, and they lit up when the switch was pulled. He leaned over and put his head together, "Brother Zhuo, what kind of monster is Feng Chi?"
Zhuo Guang was surprised: "Sister-in-law, don't you know? Oh, I understand, fun, this is all fun. Then I can't tell you, the boss will be angry when the fun is gone."
The smile on Ji Huan's face was a little stiff, and he wanted to repeat that he was really not Zhuo Guang's sister-in-law. However, the hand that suddenly stretched out from behind hooked his collar again, pulling him back abruptly. As soon as Ji Huan raised his head, Feng Chi's cold face was close at hand, staring at him with his long and narrow eyes, without saying a word.
In the front, Zhuo Guang, who had witnessed the whole process, quietly turned back and covered his mouth with a smirk, "Boss is so possessive. Why is he so jealous."
The expressions of the Jiuying brothers were a bit indescribable, Shi Ying put his arms around Zhuo Guang's neck and pressed him into his arms, and lowered his voice, "Brother Zhuo, did you drift away during the month when the boss was away?"
Dare to make fun of their boss like this, do you need more salary
Zhuo Guang patted his head, wanting to pry it open to see if it was made of elm.
"What do you know, my sister-in-law is here, and my boss's words and deeds are all watched by her. If my sister-in-law is not satisfied, we are five single dogs in the Demon Management Bureau."
That's right.
Shi Ying nodded and spoke a little louder.
When she came to the restaurant, Song Shujing had already arrived, and even ordered the dishes. Zhuo Guang and Shi Ying pressed Ji Huan on one shoulder each, and forced him to sit down beside Feng Chi's right hand. The restaurant serves food very fast, and the members of the Demon Management Bureau are all carnivores, so they are all meat at a glance. Without Zhuo Guang and others reminding him, Feng Chi took the initiative to put a piece of pork ribs in Ji Huan's bowl.
The ribs are particularly lean, the meat is connected to the ribs, which makes people appetite greatly.
Ji Huan was a little flattered, holding the bowl with the ribs in his hands, and said 'thank you'. Feng Chi responded casually, but the next moment he said: "I'll pinch the meat for you, remember."
Ji Huan: "..."
Facing Shang Ji Huan's staring round eyes, Feng Chi's expression was calm and his movements were calm, "What's wrong?"
Ji Huan: "You are so annoying."
Feng Chi: "You have to write down the troubles."
Ji Huan bit off the meat on the ribs, and there was a bit of cuteness in the fierceness. After swallowing, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he squeezed a piece of pork ribs and a piece of beef into Feng Chi's bowl. When Feng Chi looked at him, his face was full of innocence: "I picked up two pieces of meat for you, and they offset it."
Feng Chi gave him three yuan.
Ji Huan ate it one bite at a time, but said: "Feng Chi picked up three pieces of meat for me, as if mocking me for being good at eating, the prototype is a pig."
Feng Chi: "?"
Can this be imagined
Feng Chi always thought that only Song Shujing could do this kind of thing, but the reality gave him a big slap in the face.
He stared at Ji Huan silently, while Zhuo Guang and the others stared at the two of them silently. A few minutes later, the four of them moved to the next table together, ordered a new meal, and left it to Ji Huan and Feng Chi to make good use of it.
After Zhuo Guang took a bite of his meal, he glanced at the next table, and after coming down a few times, he whispered to Song Shujing, "Boss is really afraid of his wife."
Song Shujing fondled the back of his head, "You will have a chance in the future."
After lunch, Song Shujing and Ji Huan walked together, Feng Chi strode forward without giving them a glance. Song Shujing faintly guessed something, and she and Ji Huan whispered together, "Is the boss angry? That's how the boss sulks."
Ji Huan bit the lollipop, the lollipop was given by Song Shujing, it tasted like peach, it was very sweet. He narrowed his eyes and was in a good mood, "Because he can't talk to me."
But he can't say that he just sulked there by himself... Feng Chi is really naive.
Ji was thinking joyfully, the lollipop in his mouth was crunching. However, only two seconds later, with Song Shujing's scream, a mirror crashed to the ground. Ji Huan clutched his ass that was about to fall in half, and blinked in confusion.
What, what's going on
Why did he suddenly turn back into a mirror
Ji Huan poked his head out from the mirror, and just opened his mouth when he picked him up with one hand. Immediately, the other hand touched the edge of the mirror and pushed hard, and the mirror began to spin wildly. Ji Huan was pushed and shoved in a circle by an inexplicable force, completely unable to control himself. Thirty seconds later, Feng Chi moved him closer to him, seeing the little black spot swaying as if he had drunk too much wine, and sitting on the ground with a plop, he finally felt better.
The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and asked in a low voice: "Little pig fainted?"
Ji Huan covered his mouth, there was still a black shadow with golden circles in front of him, but his fingers pointed precisely at Feng Chi's nose, "I made a note."
Feng Chi hummed, but didn't care.
Putting the mirror in his pocket, Feng Chi hurried back to the Demon Management Bureau, took out the 32,000 mirror cover and put a set on the small mirror. Seeing Ji Huan's unbelievable eyes, Feng Chi's smile deepened, "Shall I find you a piece of paper and write it down?"
Save me from remembering so much today and forgetting.
Ji Huan tugged at the mirror cover covering his head, pulled it off and threw it on Feng Chi's face. While Feng Chi reached out to grab the mirror cover, he moved his body, jumped onto Feng Chi's head, quickly got down, and stretched out his hand to grab Feng Chi's short hair.
Feng Chi: "..."
The man's eyes glanced up, but he couldn't see what he looked like at the moment, so he could only take out his phone and turn on the front camera.
After a long time, Feng Chi's voice rang in Ji Huan's ear, "You look like a little turtle lying on your stomach."
Ji Huan stretched out his head to glance at the phone, then retracted, and fell silent after going back and forth several times.
Really, it seems.
He silently slid off Feng Chi's head, rolled onto the table and lay down, with his limbs spread out, his sweater raised up to reveal a section of his lower abdomen. Feng Chi frowned, and poked him with his fingers to remind him to take off his clothes. The next second, he watched his fingers poke into the mirror.
Ji Huan looked at the finger that happened to be poking his stomach, and became more silent.