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Ji Huan looked at Feng Chi with incredible eyes. Although he said that Feng Chi was an idiot, Ji Huan was a little shocked when Feng Chi really acted like an idiot. He stared silently at the man with a calm expression in front of him, he was speechless for a while, shut his mouth and turned his head not to talk to Feng Chi.
Feng Chi will take him with the dog too.
But Ji Huan ignored Feng Chi, but Feng Chi would not let Ji Huan get his wish. The little black spot turned its back to him again, and the slender shoulders looked extremely thin. The man stretched out his finger and pushed Ji Huan again, "Don't ignore me, turn around and chat."
Ji Huan replied sullenly: "We have nothing to talk about."
"Yes." Feng Chi said, "Come and talk about when you are going to agree to me? I'm pretty good-looking, and my abs are also good-looking. You said you like it very much."
There is one thing to say, the abs are really okay. But Ji Huan feels that he is not such a superficial person who only cares about his figure.
Seeing that the little black spot didn't respond, Feng Chi continued after pondering for a while, "I also have a lot of money. Do you know Shanhai Group? I'm the big boss, and I have a lot of money. It's not a problem to support you."
Ji Huan's shoulders trembled when he was pointed at by his fingers. He frowned, and it seemed that the words "Shanhai Group" did exist in his impression. He quietly took out his mobile phone and searched, and news about the Shanhai Group immediately popped up on the webpage.
The Shanhai Group's industries cover all aspects, and the game real estate has not even let go of the entertainment industry and daily chemicals. Each industry has a dedicated person in charge. The CEO of Shanhai Group is Fu Li.
Wait a minute, the name Fulin sounds very familiar. Ji Huan stared at these two words and tried to recall, then slapped his head violently. Zhuo Guang raised his mouth when eating hot pot last night, and the wine that prompted him to beg Feng Chi to take a bath and finally lay on a bed was brought by Fu Lian. Fulong is the only Pixiu in the world.
Ji Huan silently put down his phone and turned to look at Feng Chi. He thought to himself that if Feng Chi's words were true, then this guy was really shameless, and he was a real dog who handed over the group's property to a Pixiu.
Seeing that Ji Huan was willing to turn his head to look at him, Feng Chi thought that the other party had finally softened, so he continued to magnify his moves, "Think about it carefully, among the people you have met, am I the best love partner? I will spoil you even if I have money, and I will put you first in everything."
"I don't know if it's the best love partner, but you are indeed the most doggy one."
Feng Chi: "..." It really doesn't make sense.
Feng Chi sighed in his heart, thinking that confession still had a long way to go, and he should have held it in for a while. When Ji Huan really fully adapted to his existence and could not live without him, the time would probably come.
He frowned and changed the subject, "What are you going to have for lunch today?"
"Ang?" Ji Huan thought that he would have to entangle with Feng Chi for a long time, but he didn't expect that the topic in the next second would become so down-to-earth. He scratched his chin and began to think seriously.
The porridge in the morning was completely shattered because of Feng Chi's sudden and unexpected confession. In order to prevent Feng Chi from taking revenge for not having lunch, Ji Huan specially picked up a handful of candy and stuffed it into his pocket.
He glanced at Feng Chi suspiciously, and the man raised his eyebrows lightly, "What's wrong? I won't drug you."
Ji Huan: "I didn't say that."
Feng Chi hummed, "I won't do things that touch on principle, let me tell you to reassure you. My character is not bad, so I'm the right choice."
If you want to fall in love, it's like a dating show on TV, and you have to make a declaration of 'choose me, choose me, choose me'. Feng Chi felt more and more miserable. He frowned, and his eyes fell on the door of the office, thinking that he might need help from other employees of the Demon Control Bureau.
Ten minutes later, the old employees of the Demon Management Bureau saw that there was someone on WeChat who had added them as friends. Taking a closer look, the nickname is the name of their boss, and the profile picture is a small mirror with a mirror case with rabbit ears. The old employees, with their backs straightened, immediately passed the friend application. At the same time, several people looked at each other, seeing shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Boss also started using WeChat?"
"A man in love is really different."
Sighing, everyone lowered their heads and found something different. They were all pulled into a group, the group name: How to get Ji Huan to agree to be a sister-in-law.
Song Shujing: "..."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Brother Jiuying: "..."
The corners of Zhuo Guang's mouth twitched fiercely, and he glanced at the office door, with a complicated mood, "If I didn't know that my sister-in-law is not that boring, I would have thought that the boss's mobile phone was used by my sister-in-law to play tricks. It's just a relationship, people Everything is broken."
Tucao belongs to Tucao, but the group still has to enter.
As soon as he joined the group, Feng Chi sent a message: Here we come.
The four of them made a full stop in unison to indicate that they really came, boss, if you have anything to do, hurry up and tell me.
Feng Chi: I confessed my love today, but he didn't agree. I didn't say I didn't agree, but I didn't give a definite answer. what do I do
Feng Chi: I adopted everyone's method, promoted and raised salary, and gave out red envelopes.
Four people: ...
Shi Ying stretched his neck from Shi Jiu's arms, put his chin on his brother's shoulder, and asked Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing, "Did the boss really take the wrong medicine? I'm so scared when he looks like this."
When Zhuo Guang walked past him, he reached out and stroked his hair. Compared with Shi Ying's fear, Zhuo Guang seemed much calmer. He said: "It's okay, at most it was stimulated by our Xiao Huanhuan's rejection. Anyway, let's work hard to get some red envelopes for promotion and salary increase. Try to get a monthly salary that is higher than Xiao Huanhuan's pocket money!"
Song Shujing nodded, then bowed her head and typed on the mobile phone: Don't worry, boss, leave it to us from sister-in-law. In addition, I will sort out all kinds of precautions for chasing your wife for you, and I will send them to your WeChat when the time comes.
As soon as Song Shujing's message was sent, there was a sudden ding dong. She lowered her eyes and saw that Feng Chi had chatted with her in private. Song Shujing clicked on the dialog box, and there was a transfer message on it: Feng Chi will transfer 8888 to you.
Song Shujing: "..."
Ji Huan slept on his stomach on the table, his soft stomach pressed against the table, it was chilly. He turned over and saw Feng Chi's suit jacket hanging on the chair. Getting up from the table, he stretched his neck and looked around, but there was no one in the office. Feng Chi didn't know when he left the house.
His eyes fell on the suit jacket again. Since Feng Chi is not here, don't blame him for being rude.
He stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the suit and dragged it into the mirror. Seeing that only one corner of the suit was left outside, the office door suddenly slammed open from the outside. Ji Huan was already a little guilty, but now he was startled, the whole mirror rolled off the table, and the suit was pulled into his arms by the force of the fall.
When Feng Chi walked over to pick up the small mirror, Ji Huan was still dazed. He was wearing a suit jacket, and his head was a little dizzy from the impact. After reacting for a while, he shook his head as if he suddenly remembered something, and quickly stuffed the suit behind him, looking innocently at Feng Chi.
Feng Chi hooked the fluffy mirror cover, glanced across the exposed suit, and said in a flat tone, "What are you doing with my clothes? Do you like to smell them?"
As soon as the last three words came out, Feng Chi's eyes went dark, and the suit was thrown out of the mirror like a cannonball, hitting his face accurately. But Feng Chi wasn't angry, Ji Huan had blown up too many times, every move was a new challenge for him, he thought it was quite interesting and interesting.
Putting the clothes on the sofa at one side, he lowered his eyes, "Why are you so angry?"
"You're the one who likes to smell it."
Feng Chi clicked his tongue and said nothing. He poked the mirror lightly with his finger, "It's back to eating, and the takeaway will be here in a few minutes."
"I can move in and eat." Ji Huan glanced at him twice, and muttered softly. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with turning back into the mirror. Maybe because he knew that Feng Chi likes to touch hands and feet, he dared to kidnap him to bed last night, and now that he has changed back, maybe something will happen. Boys have to protect themselves when they are alone.
He glanced at Feng Chi again, jumped off the table, ran DuangDuangDuang all the way to the door, jumped up and hung on the doorknob, opened the door, and ran into the living room. Feng Chi watched the small mirror move so fast, raised his eyebrows and followed him out.
Zhuo Guang hurriedly walked to Feng Chi's office with a pile of documents in his hands, but as he walked quickly, he suddenly noticed that his toes kicked a heavy object, and the object flew out with a puff, hit the wall with a bang, and then fell down again on the ground. Zhuo Guang muttered twice: "Who is littering again?"
As soon as the words fell, he saw Shi Jiu staring at him with a complicated expression. There may be some sadness and sympathy in that gaze, and even a bit of speechlessness. It's a pity that Zhuo Guang has no time to wipe his eyes with the materials in both hands, otherwise he must have read them carefully.
On the other side, after hitting the wall and falling to the ground, Ji Huan slowly got up from the ground, clutching his chest. One thing to say, Zhuo Guang's kick really made him want to explode on the spot. Ji Huan leaned weakly on the table leg, rubbing his sore chest, always feeling that he was going to spit out a mouthful of old blood in the next second.
The rustling voice with a few muffled grunts and mumbles caught Zhuo Guang's attention. Zhuo Guang moved the information with difficulty and glanced at his feet, which happened to meet Ji Huan. In an instant, countless ways of death appeared in Zhuo Guang's mind.
He opened his mouth and closed it again. A few seconds later, he turned his head to look at Shi Jiu, and asked word by word: "I just kicked a small thing, right? Maybe it was a small toy that fell from one of your desks."
Song Shujing sneered a few times when she heard the words, "Yes, you just kicked a small mirror."
The word "just" emphasized the tone, and Zhuo Guang's eyes had already seen a scene of blood splattering.
He abruptly put the documents aside, smashed his legs and knees to the ground with a 'bang', picked up the disused small salted fish mirror as a tribute to the emperor, and respectfully handed it to Feng who came out of the office. Late. With tears in his eyes, he shouted with mixed emotions: "Boss."
Feng Chi glanced at him, and returned to the office with the mirror in hand. Ji Huan was picked up by the back of his neck and didn't say anything, just rubbed his chest and moaned and complained: "If Zhuo Guang and I are not good brothers, I would suspect that Zhuo Guang is actually a spy planted in the Demon Management Bureau. That kick has been planned for a long time, wanting to kill me."
Feng Chi: "You and Zhuo Guang are not brothers in the first place."
Ji Huan looked at him.
Feng Chi continued: "You are his sister-in-law, pay attention to the difference in status."
"You are his sister-in-law." Ji Huan was so angry that his chest hurt even more, and he stretched out a small jiojio to kick Feng Chi's chest. Feng Chi was too lazy to stop him, Ji Huan's kick was harmless, at most it was a bit cute.
He carried the small mirror to the sofa and put it there, turned around to look for something, and when he returned to the sofa, Ji Huan heard him say: "If I were his sister-in-law, I admit that you and him are brothers."
Ji Huan didn't react at all, scratching his chin and looking at him in confusion. A few seconds later, he saw Feng Chi raised his eyes with a half-smile expression. At that moment, a white light flashed through his mind, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and roared angrily: "Feng Chi, you bastard!"
He actually tricked him! shameless!
Feng Chi responded lightly, and when Ji Huan was furious, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said 'Thank you'. His gaze was always on the small mirror, meeting those staring round eyes, he said: "Change back, I'll give you medicine."
"No, no, it doesn't hurt too much." Ji Huan said, as if trying to prove something, he tried his best to support his small body. However, as soon as the back was straightened, there was a burst of grinning.
Feng Chi didn't say much, he shook the mirror twice, and Ji Huan fell into Feng Chi's arms. Before he could react and escape, he was restrained by the man's arm, unable to escape for a while. Ji Huan stared at the man in front of him in astonishment. He sat on Feng Chi's lap, facing him face to face. As long as you raise your eyes a little, you can look into the deep eyes of the other party. He swallowed subconsciously with a thud.
His heartbeat suddenly became faster.
"Why are you nervous? I won't do anything to you. Lift up your clothes."
Ji Huan pointed to his nose: "What's wrong with me?"
Feng Chi pressed the man into his arms, his eyes looked a little meaningful. He squeezed Ji Huan's chin and placed a kiss on his chin, "What is this called?"
A kiss that died in one kiss, but it was enough to shock Ji Huan. He suddenly reached out to cover his chin, his cheeks were hot, and he felt like he was about to smoke. Feng Chi... Feng Chi, a doggy man, kissed him again! And it was so sudden, it was shameless.
He is like a little beast that has been bullied and frightened, pitifully clutching his chin, not daring to reveal the mark left by the other party.
Compared to Ji Huan's shock, Feng Chi was really calm.
"It's just a kiss on your chin, don't get excited, just treat it as the debt I owed last night, and I'm here to recover it." While speaking, his slender and somewhat cool fingers gently brushed across the boy's Adam's apple. Ji Huan has a fair neck, and his Adam's apple is not obvious, but when he swallows and drinks water, he can easily lead people to fall. Feng Chi smiled lowly, "Remember, I haven't paid back the debt of biting my Adam's apple."
Ji Huan: "..."
Ji Huan almost cried. Why on earth did he want to kiss Feng Chi when he was drunk, and bit Feng Chi's Adam's apple desperately? Judging from Feng Chi's vindictive reaction now, he might... be in Feng Chi's hands.
The boy's little head drooped, looking weak. Feng Chi pinched the back of his neck, and suddenly said: "If you don't like me biting your Adam's apple, you can use another way to collect debts."
Ji Huan: "What method?"
Ji Huan's eyes brightened up. Although he has already felt deeply how stupid Feng Chi is, he basically guessed that Feng Chi would not be so kind. But if Ji Huan thinks other methods are okay, he really doesn't mind. After all... Thinking of a man as indifferent as Feng Chi biting his Adam's apple and kissing him, Ji Huan's body trembled, and his whole body was on fire.
What a shame!
Feng Chi pinched his face, it was still soft, but it was still quite hot. He was a little curious for a moment and asked, "What are you thinking?"
"What?"
Feng Chi repeated: "I asked you what you were thinking, your face is so red and hot."
Ji Huan's expression froze, and he couldn't imagine what Feng Chi would think of him if he really told the truth. He silently shifted his eyes to one side, twitched the corner of his mouth, pretending to be calm, "No, I'm just hotter. Tell me something different."
Feng Chi: "I'll give you some medicine, and the biting of your Adam's apple will be over."
Ji Huan: "..."
The two looked at each other for a full two minutes, and in the end it was Ji Huan who slumped his shoulders and surrendered. He touched his chest and muttered softly, "Then be gentle."
Feng Chi's eyes flickered, and he hummed, "Drop your clothes by yourself?"
Ji Huan: "..."
Five minutes later, Ji Huan put his head on the man's shoulder while sobbing with his clothes in his mouth, his face pressed against Feng Chi's chest, and the sound of his slightly rapid breathing was very clear in the silent office. With tears in his eyes, Ji Huan loosened his clothes and bit the man's shoulder, "Bastard, didn't you take medicine?"
Feng Chi kissed his ear, and said with a low laugh: "Don't you have to rub it? Otherwise, it will be blue tomorrow."
Ji Huan's skin is already tender, and it usually leaves marks when pinched, let alone kicked by Zhuo Guang.
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Outside the door, Zhuo Guangsheng was sitting on the sofa lovelessly. If a man could cry without restraint, he would not be stingy with his tears in front of Feng Chi and Ji Huan. He sighed heavily while holding his chin, and murmured in a low voice, "Why. Why didn't I see a small mirror on the ground? Why did my sister-in-law turn back into a mirror? Why did God treat me like this!"
Song Shujing gave him a distressed look, lowered her head to spend Feng Chi's 8888 red envelope, and sighed, "It's so pitiful, it's obviously specially given to the boss as a love manual."
Yes, the stack of materials that Zhuo Guang was holding in his hand was actually Zhuo Guang's love experience of various great gods that Zhuo Guang downloaded from the Internet. These include how to catch up with your wife/husband, some small frictions that tend to occur in love, or how to avoid the seven-year itch, etc. Logically speaking, this might be an extremely important dry item to Feng Chi, but unfortunately, the situation has changed now.
Shi Ying patted Zhuo Guang's shoulder, leaned into his ear and whispered something. Zhuo Guang's expression darkened even more. Song Shujing looked curiously, hooked Shiying's neck towards her, narrowed her eyes and asked, "What are you talking to Zhuo Guang? He looked like he was going to die, but now he's about to go straight to the ground for safety." gone."
Shi Ying glanced at the office door and lowered his voice, "I seem to hear Huanhuan crying, it must be because Brother Zhuo's kick hurt too much."
Song Shujing: "...Really?"
Shi Ying nodded seriously, "Then what else? There's no need to cry!"
Song Shujing actually thought it made sense. For a while, Zhuo Guang's eyes became more and more distressed, and he quickly sent Zhuo Guang a red envelope, which was the only 88 yuan left under the 8888 red envelope just now.
The atmosphere in the Demon Management Bureau became more and more depressed with the rumors of 'Ji Huan cried'. Brother Jiuying walked two times before taking the takeaway lunch they delivered to the hall one by one, and then stared at the door of the office in a daze. Shi Ying poked his brother's arm, and whispered when his brother looked over: "Brother, in order to give my brother a sense of security, why don't you knock on the door? I think this matter is big or small, even if it's bad luck Brother Zhuo is out of luck, nothing should happen if you knock on the door."
Shi Jiu paused when he stood up, and asked blankly, "Then why didn't you knock on the door? Aren't you and Ji Huan good brothers?"
Shi Ying waved his hand, "A good brother is not a good brother. My brother is only you. Ji Huan is my sister-in-law, so we have to understand the relationship. Brother, go. Lunch in a five-star hotel, if it is cold, it will be wasted gone."
After all, Shi Jiu had nothing to do with his younger brother, so he could only bite the bullet and knock on the door. There were two soft knocks on the door, and it was very quiet inside. After a while, Feng Chi's calm voice came out, "Got it."
Shijiu hurriedly withdrew.
Ten minutes later, Feng Chi pushed the door open, and Ji Huan followed behind Feng Chi like a little wife, with his head drooping, and he didn't dare to lift his eyes. With one hand, he quietly pinched Feng Chi's clothes, his nose moved, and it smelled a little fragrant.
Feng Chi held him up to him by his hat, and said, "I've ordered hotel meals for you. Their reviews are very good. They order all your favorite foods. Hurry up and eat."
Ji Huan let out a cry like a daughter-in-law, and slowly moved to the table.
The Jiuying brothers looked at each other, and Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of strangeness in each other's eyes. Ji Huan's reaction... it seems a bit strange.
But doubts belong to doubts, and humility is still the right way. Zhuo Guang walked to Ji Huan's side, coughed, and suddenly bowed: "Sister-in-law! I'm really sorry, I really didn't see you on the ground so I accidentally kicked you. I promise to always look down at the ground from now on . Really really really sorry. I was wrong! Hope you can forgive me!"
The sudden sound startled Ji Huan, he jumped to the side, and subconsciously looked up at the person in front of him. It was also at this time that several people from the Demon Management Bureau saw that the corners of Ji Huan's eyes were a little too red. It's a bit like crying, but... I always feel that things are not that simple.
"Sister-in-law, I bought you snacks as an apology, and the supermarket said it would be delivered in the afternoon!" Zhuo Guang said again.
Ji Huan waved his hands again and again, "No, you don't have to be so polite. Actually, it doesn't hurt too much now..."
This may be thanks to Feng Chi's rubbing. He touched his chest subconsciously, and when he was dazed, Feng Chi's voice suddenly sounded beside him: "I rubbed it for him, it's all right."
Ji Huan: "..."
The four members of the Demon Control Bureau: "..."
Shi Ying looked at Feng Chi and then at Ji Huan, and whispered, "So sister-in-law is really crying in pain, right?"