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Ji Huan noticed that Feng Chi was exceptionally silent for the next period of time. The car is only that big, and Ji Huan can clearly feel the emotional changes of the people around him. He stared at the man's side face in confusion, opened his mouth and closed it again.
Just now I said not to disturb Feng Chi.
After waiting until the Maybach stopped in front of the Demon Control Bureau, Feng Chi pursed his lips and got out of the car. Ji Huancai approached him as sticky as a piece of candy cake, and asked him: "What's wrong? My fingers are really not that dirty. Your reaction is getting more and more exaggerated. What should you do when you find someone? You guys Gotta kiss."
Feng Chi looked at him twice. His eyes subconsciously fell on Ji Huan's lips. Ji Huan's lips were beautiful and soft, and there was a small bead on her lips. if it's kissing...
Feng Chi looked away in embarrassment. When he didn't speak, Ji Huan became very anxious and wanted to get closer to him all the time. However, this face shaking in front of him only made Feng Chi feel more and more wrong. He hooked Ji Huan's collar and dragged him aside, and said softly, "Walk well. I'm not angry."
Ji Huan definitely didn't believe it. Didn't you get so angry? Along the way, his expression became more and more tense... But since Feng Chi has said so, he doesn't want to be entangled anymore. Out of breath, he deliberately sucked his fingertips in front of Feng Chi, expressing with practical actions that sucking his fingers would not kill him. Especially, the other party is still a big monster.
Feng Chi: "..."
The afternoon of the Bureau of Demon Control is particularly leisurely. Under the old tree in the yard, Zhuo Guang pulled the recliner over and lay down, the wind blowing and the leaves rustled, Zhuo Guang just listened to the music and fell asleep. At the small round table on the side, Song Shujing and the Jiuying brothers were sitting together, eating melon seeds and chatting. Eating melon seeds is a unique advantage for Song Shujing. The Jiuying brothers had just finished eating a handful, and the melon seed shells in front of Song Shujing had piled up into hills.
She swiftly swept down the small hill, throwing everything into the trash can. When he looked up, he happened to see two people approaching. The eldest of them walked in front with their thin lips pursed, their long legs were not slow, and their expressions looked extremely depressed. And Ji Huan followed behind Feng Chi, muttering something.
At first glance, it always makes people feel that the hospital trip this time is very unsatisfactory.
Song Shujing was stunned for a moment, then she stood up and asked, "Boss, Huanhuan, the hospital is very difficult?"
Feng Chi: "No. That human in the hospital lost a kidney."
"The kidney is gone?" Song Shujing subconsciously repeated, her voice was extremely loud. After she realized it, she quickly covered her mouth and coughed awkwardly, "Could it be another monster doing illegal things?"
Ji Huan was aroused by these words, and couldn't care less about Feng Chi's strange attitude for a moment, slipped past Feng Chi and sat down on the small round stool next to Song Shujing, "What do you mean? yes?"
Song Shujing realized that Ji Huan had just arrived, and she didn't know much about the various things they had been exposed to in the Demon Management Bureau. Boldly stroking Ji Huan's soft short hair, he explained: "Although our Monster Management Bureau has existed for a long time, it was only later that we gradually integrated into human society. It is difficult for all monsters to integrate into human society. You know, It is we who want to integrate into human beings, so we can only live in the way of human beings. At the beginning, we had no money, and many monsters would do all kinds of sneaky and abducting things in order to integrate into human beings earlier."
Just in case Ji Huan didn’t understand, Song Shujing gave an example, “For example, the boss and I have no money, but we have to buy a house to eat. At this time, the boss is looking for a job, and I’m going to steal human money. money to buy a house.”
Ji Huan nodded repeatedly. Song Shujing continued: "A thing happened more than ten years ago. There was a monster who opened a small clinic. At that time, the human medical insurance system was not very perfect. The monster helped humans see a doctor at a low price, and at the same time, it would be convenient for them. The organs are sold. This time the matter is probably similar.”
The corner of Ji Huan's mouth twitched. In fact, this kind of thing happened in the world he lived in before. Facts have proved that both humans and monsters have a bad side.
But soon, his thoughts turned to the other side. He looked at Feng Chi's high-tailored suit, and then thought of the Maybach parked outside the door. He was amused, "So, Feng Chi, you started from nothing? What business did you start first? Moving bricks? "
Song Shujing probably understood what Ji Huan was up to. The monsters didn't understand anything when they first arrived in human society, so they could only do some hard work. She waved her hand and answered directly for Feng Chi, "The boss is different from us. Those three are the ones who moved the bricks."
As she spoke, she pointed to Brother Jiuying and Zhuo Guang.
The three looked back with innocent eyes blinking, and Shi Ying showed a bright smile, "We are relatively strong, and we can earn a lot of money moving bricks in a day. It's a pity that the boss ran away in the end."
Zhuo Guang spread his hands helplessly: "Then the boss couldn't stand it anymore and took us back again."
The original Demon Management Bureau only managed the affairs of the demon world. With the changing times, the Demon Control Bureau appeared in human society in a low-key manner. But the Demon Management Bureau at that time was similar to ordinary monsters, with nothing. Zhuo Guang and the Jiuying brothers took the initiative to make money and wanted to rebuild a house for the Demon Management Bureau, as a place for their usual work. As a result, no one expected that after moving the bricks for almost three months, the boss ran away.
Shi Ying was so angry that she cried.
That was the first time he knew what it means to be sinister!
"The only good thing is that the boss is relatively rich. As for this house, the boss paid for it in the end." Song Shujing said, "I knew the boss because I wanted to steal his tribute at that time."
Ji Huan: "... So, Feng Chi, what the hell are you?"
Why are there still tributes? And the one just mentioned is relatively rich, so could it be that human beings not only give him food, but also give him money
Feng Chi glanced at him expressionlessly, but didn't speak. Song Shujing at the side saw the appearance of the two of them, so she knew that the two of them had a certain interest that they would never tire of. So when faced with Ji Huan's curious gaze and probing expression, she pretended not to understand and moved her eyes away.
Ji Huan looked at Song Shujing who was not in the oil and salt, and could only sigh helplessly.
Feng Chi pretended not to see Ji Huan's curious face, and ordered the four monsters: "Go and check the surveillance cameras nearby, and if you know which monster is responsible, catch it immediately. Song Shujing, go to Haishi to check Guo Sheng's new move." That employee."
Guo Sheng came to him and told him that there might be something wrong with that human being, Feng Chi thought it was normal. But the monster who told Guo Sheng should really check it out. The four of Song Shujing drank a lot that night, and when they saw someone lying on the side of the road, they immediately called the police and the hospital. And when he heard the news and went to check the situation, he had no contact with the victim. In other words, no one from the Demon Management Bureau had any contact with the victim. How could the employee far away in Haishi know that things were not that simple
Anyone in their right mind realizes that things are not that simple.
Song Shujing only thought about it for a while and realized it. She nodded to Feng Chi and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Boss, I'll go there now."
Feng Chi hummed, paused, and said, "If you have any questions when you go to Haishi, go directly to Guo Sheng."
"ah?"
Feng Chi: "Just trouble Guo Sheng for food and housing."
Zhuo Guang and Jiuying brothers all showed a tacit smile when they heard the words. That smile fell into Song Shujing's eyes, making her flush immediately. She waved her fist at Zhuo Guang, made a silent threat and left with her small bag. Watching Song Shujing's back go away, Zhuo Guang sighed: "Oh, the girl is not allowed to stay."
After reporting the incident to the monsters at the Monster Management Bureau, Feng Chi took Ji Huan home. As soon as he got home, Feng Chi went into the kitchen to process the ingredients. But Ji Huan stayed outside for a while and felt that it was too long, so he went to take a bath first.
When he came out of the shower, Feng Chi happened to walk from the kitchen to the living room. Feng Chi was wearing a dark apron, his suit jacket was thrown on the sofa beside him, and he was only wearing a white shirt. He rolled up his cuffs and even took off his watch.
Ji Huan's gaze followed his cuffs and wrists all the way up, and finally landed on Feng Chi's neck. Two buttons on the neckline are undone, and the beautifully shaped collarbone is looming.
In fact, Feng Chi's initial impression on Ji Huan was that of indifference and abstinence. He still remembered the abs he saw when he opened his eyes, and the man's shirt buttoned from bottom to top.
Ji Huan's eyes were a little erratic, and he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere seemed a little weird. But he didn't think much about it, he walked up to Feng Chi and asked, "The ingredients are ready? Don't you need my help?"
Feng Chi hummed, and then his brows frowned. Ji Huan was still wearing his pajamas, it was too big, as long as Ji Huan bent down a little, Feng Chi would be able to look in through his neckline and see everything at a glance. He frowned and asked Ji Huan to get closer.
The lowered eyes rolled up the sleeves of Ji Huan's pajamas, revealing a white wrist. Holding the clothes and pulling them back again, Ji Huan staggered and turned around in confusion.
Feng Chi: "Should I find you a clip to hold this clothes?"
As soon as he spoke, Ji Huan rolled his eyes. He slapped off the man's hand and said angrily, "Who are you looking down on? Even if the clothes are big, they are not that big. And pajamas, the most important thing It's comfortable. Hurry up and cook, what time is it?"
As he spoke, he pushed Feng Chi's back and walked into the kitchen.
On the chopping board, the black fish has been sliced, and the thin slice looks transparent when squeezed. Ji Huan couldn't help but gave Feng Chi an appreciative look, and was suppressed by Feng Chi the next second. Holding the person in front of him, Feng Chi pointed to a small piece of fish beside him and said, "Cut."
Ji Huan didn't panic, and was even a little ready to move. When he said that he wanted to take over Feng Chi's and his own two meals a day, he didn't mean it casually. Picking up the knife and standing in front of the chopping board, he said seriously, "I'm going to cut it."
Feng Chi nodded casually, and leaned to one side to look at him.
A knife went down without even cutting the meat.
Feng Chi: "... tilt the knife slightly."
Ji Huan groaned, the knife swung, and the blade flashed silver light, and it touched the fingers of his left hand. Before Feng Chi could speak, he swiped the knife inward, cutting the fish and Ji Huan's fingers.
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan: "..."
The fish and the knife were thrown aside, Feng Chi frowned and squeezed his fingers to rush under the current, Ji Huan's face was wrinkled, and the other hand tightly grabbed Feng Chi's clothes and whispered, "It hurts a bit."
"You still have to take care of the breakfast and dinner at home?" Feng Chi said coldly, but his hands never stopped.
After the wound was washed clean, he still held Ji Huan's fingers and walked towards the living room, and Ji Huan followed him pitifully. Feng Chi pushed Ji Huan on the sofa, turned around and went to look for the medicine box under the TV counter.
Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Ji Huan wrinkled his nose and asked Feng Chi, "Feng Chi, were you ever cut when you were learning to cook?"
Feng Chi didn't turn his head back, "No. I'm not as arrogant as you."
He went down without even looking at it, wishing to cut off his fingers.
The meaning of disgust and ridicule was too heavy, Ji Huan silently huddled into a ball, obediently waiting for Feng Chi to clean his wound. The knife wound was a bit deep and had to be disinfected. Feng Chi pinched his finger with one hand and held the iodine in the other. Just looking at the situation made Ji Huan a little uneasy. He swallowed, and whispered a suggestion: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, right? Just put a band-aid on it. I don't need to be so hypocritical as a big man."
"You big man is afraid of pain, so just say it." Feng Chi snorted coldly, "Let me hear you screaming for pain, and I will tell them tomorrow that you are a big man like a little girl."
Ji Huan clenched his mouth bitterly.
Two minutes later, Feng Chi wrapped the bandage around his finger, and his slender finger suddenly became a thick one. Feng Chi raised his eyelids and saw that Ji Huan didn't cry out in pain the whole time, probably because he wanted to save his breath. However, the eyes are red.