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Feng Chi was taken aback by the warm and soft touch under his fingertips, and he didn't leave his finger on it. After Ji Huan himself realized it, shyness appeared in his eyes, and he quickly pulled his clothes down. Probably because of anxiety, Ji Huan bumped into Feng Chi's fingers with his hand pulling his clothes, and this bump finally woke Feng Chi up.
The man immediately withdrew his hand without any hesitation.
His hand landed on the table, trying his best to get rid of the momentary touch. However, there are some things that are more repulsive and higher. Feng Chi's fingers curled up slightly, and the temperature of the delicate skin seemed to remain on the fingertips. Simply addictive.
Ji Huan lowered his head in embarrassment, and pulled the clothes down with his fingers again. He was stunned after pulling it for a while, not knowing why he was being hypocritical here. Isn't it just that Feng Chi poked his stomach? Feng Chi even gave him a bath. He also saw Feng Chi's abs.
Thinking of this, he patted his clothes and straightened his back. Looking up at Feng Chi, the man leaned back on the chair, staring at a certain place in silence...in a daze. Probably because he was in a daze, Ji Huan had never seen Feng Chi like this, he looked very serious, but in fact there was nothing in those eyes.
He leaned half of his body out of the mirror, and tried his best to poke Feng Chi's hand that was placed aside.
Feng Chi's complexion was cold and pale, but not that sickly pale. He could vaguely see the blood vessels hidden under the skin on the back of his hand, and Ji Huan's movement of poking the back of his hand suddenly became much lighter, for fear that he would poke him.
But in fact, when Ji Huan poked someone in such a form, it seemed like an ant was crawling on the back of his hand. The word pain was not enough, but it was a bit numb. After going back and forth a few times, Feng Chi came back to his senses, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the other party's cautious movements.
He paused, and his tone was a little careless, "You are so tortoise-like."
Ji Huan listened to the familiar joke in a familiar voice, curled his mouth, leaned on his arm with the heavy tortoise shell on his back, and moved his buttocks to adjust his sitting posture. Then he sighed, a little aggrieved, "Then what can I do? Who wants to carry a mirror on their backs."
After finally cultivating to become a human being, he turned back before he was happy for a long time.
Aggrieved is really aggrieved.
He stretched out two jiojios from the small mirror, draped them casually, and asked, "Can I still become a human in the future? Don't always suddenly become a human and then suddenly turn back into a mirror."
Ji Huan is so obedient.
Leaning obediently on his arm, he raised his head and frowned to ask. She was still arguing with him just a moment ago, but now she looks at him with eyes full of trust. Feng Chi's heart was suddenly filled with something, and it was even a little sore. The bony fingers gently rubbed against the head of the small mirror, and when the fingers landed on the top of Ji Huan's hair, the movements were as gentle as a feather brushing. Ji Huan squinted his eyes and took the initiative to rub, like a small animal begging its master to keep its fur.
Feng Chi continued to comfort him, and said in a low voice: "Then practice hard. Although the moonlight bath is very useful for you, it is too opportunistic to practice while lying down and sleeping. There are advantages and disadvantages. few."
Humans and demons live in this world, and any effort and gain are equal. Especially their monsters.
He lowered his eyes, "I will reserve a place for you in the Demon Management Bureau. I will take you with me if I have something to do in the future. The accumulation of merit should be very useful to you."
When Ji Huan heard the words, he raised his head that had been listless, and his eyes were as bright as stars, "Then am I an employee of your Bureau of Demon Control?"
"No." Feng Chi was very ruthless, "You can only be regarded as a non-staff member now. You can be promoted to the rank only if you do well."
Ji Huan said dryly, but he wasn't very sad.
Feng Chi's ability to bring him with him is already doing Tian a great deal of face.
And... With his character, there is actually not much difference between the outsiders and the insiders. He only needs a family and a job to live well. Thinking of this, Ji Huan suddenly said, "I don't have to take the salary, can I give you rent money?"
After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "There is still food money."
Feng Chi glanced at Ji Huan. Ji Huan stared at him eagerly, pleading in her beautiful eyes, as if he could cry just by saying no. Feng Chi... Feng Chi really wanted to see what Ji Huan's expression would be if he refused.
A man's bad taste is sometimes as simple as that—
Wanted to see if he would cry.
If you really cried, what would it be like to cry
Feng Chi remained calm, and under Ji Huan's expectant gaze, he whispered: "The monthly rent of my house is tens of thousands."
Ji Huan's expression froze for a moment.
Feng Chi's house is an independent small villa, not surrounded by a busy city, it is very quiet. It is very suitable for quiet people and monsters to live in. Although Ji Huan didn't know much about the houses here, he knew that Feng Chi hadn't lied after living for so long.
He paralyzed himself in Feng Chi's palm in frustration, staring at a certain place with his eyes open like a salted fish. Seeing such a powerless appearance made Feng Chi a little embarrassed. This little thing won't make the little black spot cry aggrievedly, Feng Chi didn't hesitate any longer. However, before him, Ji Huan got up and said: "How about this, I will cook for you, you can come to me for anything, as long as you order, how about it?"
Feng Chi pursed his lips and swallowed all the words he wanted to say.
Ji Huan was unaware of Feng Chi's silence, and kept immersing himself in his own world with his fingers broken, "Of course, I handed over all the money, and you still buy the food. But you can give me two meals a day, Although I'm not very good at cooking, I can learn. Besides, if you have any urgent matters that you can't deal with, you can leave it to me. I promise to finish it for you."
He patted his chest and told the other party that he was really capable.
Feng Chi didn't think there was any emergency that Ji Huan could solve. The little guy doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, so he has to help him with other things? This is very unrealistic.
Feng Chi was in a daze for a long time in silence, Ji Huan thought he was still thinking, and panicked in his heart.
Why are you still thinking so seriously
He stretched out his small hand and tugged at Feng Chi's sleeve, "Promise, take a look at poor me."
Feng Chi: "Will you write it down?"
Ji Huan: "..."
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and there seemed to be a playful smile in his eyes. Ji Huan was embarrassed by his look, and turned his back to him: "Oh, you are so annoying. Write it down, write it down, and write the best Feng Chi in the world to take me in!"
Feng Chi nodded in satisfaction, opened the drawer and took out the snacks that he had prepared a long time ago, and handed them to him, "The candy I bought at the amusement park that day. Next time I will take you to eat candied haws."
After being reminded by Feng Chi, Ji Huan took a look at him. Under Feng Chi's puzzled gaze, he moved in front of Feng Chi, "So you bought the candied haws for me that day? You and Zhuo Guang...?"
Feng Chi felt uncomfortable when he heard the word 'Zhuo Guang'. This was probably the moment when he and Zhuo Guang hated Zhuo Guang the most since they worked together for thousands of years. It's not that I hate Zhuo Guang, but that I'm simply allergic to the word 'Zhuo Guang'.
The man stared at the small mirror with a half-smile: "Why, Zhuo Guang and I are a couple, and Zhuo Guang still calls you sister-in-law?"
Ji Huan: "..." He said that something was wrong, so it was here.
Ji Huan was stunned, feeling very embarrassed for a moment, quickly removed a candy and stuffed it into his mouth. After thinking about it, he opened another candy, held the candy and handed it to Feng Chi with difficulty, "You can eat it too."
Feng Chi glanced at the flattering little mirror, chuckled, and took the candy away.
Ji Huan held his face, thinking that Feng Chi's smile is really pretty.
The old street in the afternoon was very quiet, there were no customers in the roadside stalls and shops, Erha at the entrance of the small restaurant was lying on the ground and sleeping lazily. A few monsters from the Demon Management Bureau also lazily leaned on the sofa, sleeping lightly, playing with mobile phones, and the atmosphere was rare and peaceful.
Xiao Yinglong jumped down from Song Shujing's arms biting her claws, waving her tiny wings and trying to fly. Feng Chi passed by him, grabbed the back of his neck and threw him back into Song Shujing's arms. Xiao Yinglong tilted his head to look at him: "Aww?"
A small mirror protruded from Feng Chi's shoulder, and Ji Huan swayed his legs and whispered to Feng Chi, "He looks so cute and chubby, no wonder Sister Song likes him so much."
Feng Chi was noncommittal.
Cute or not is another matter, annoying is quite annoying. There are a lot of things, and I have to drink milk and eat rice cereal for a while, which is more noisy than a little black spot.
He stretched out his hand and flicked Ji Huan's forehead, "Sit down, do you still want to drink milk tea and ice cream?"
Ji Huan groaned, and sat up obediently.
Zhuo Guang, who was playing with his mobile phone, just came back to his senses when he heard the conversation between Feng Chi and Ji Huan. He looked back and saw that the small mirror was touching Feng Chi's shoulder, and two legs protruded from the mirror, hanging down casually, dangling Swaying like a swing. Zhuo Guang quietly glanced at Feng Chi.
Their boss's expression was very calm, and he didn't even feel anything wrong with someone sitting on his shoulder. He thought, maybe even if the little mirror was sitting on top of Feng Chi's head, Feng Chi wouldn't say anything.
Even, they will ask very intimately: Is it comfortable to sit? Will it fall? Do you want me to support you.
Zhuo Guang: "..." This is probably love.
He shivered, and goosebumps all over his body just thinking about that little content.
He withdrew his scattered thoughts and asked, "Boss, sister-in-law, are you two going out?"
Feng Chi said coldly, and Ji Huan added after him: "Go buy milk tea, octopus balls, and ice cream. Brother Zhuo, do you want to come together?"
Zhuo Guang's eyes lit up when he heard 'ice cream', but then he thought of something, and immediately shook his head and refused, "You go, you go, I won't go. Sister-in-law, you are so skinny, buy some to eat, anyway, our boss is rich. "
Ji Huan: "I'm not your sister-in-law..."
Zhuo Guang: "Oh, I know, you're not, you're absolutely not! Sister-in-law, go quickly and eat more!"
Ji Huan: "..."
He leaned against Feng Chi's neck listlessly, and whispered, "I'm so tired."
How can Zhuo Guang's brain make no sense