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As a woman who has read countless novels, Song Shujing feels that this matter needs to be discussed. It is very possible to cry in pain, and it is not impossible to cry in joy. Song Shujing's eyes turned around Ji Huan's face. Ji Huan probably didn't expect Feng Chi to say such a sentence suddenly, and now his expression became stiff. He stared at Feng Chi with wide round eyes, while their boss seemed to be calmly stroking his head.
After noticing her gaze, Feng Chi glanced at her. Song Shujing shook her body, thinking of the 8888 red envelope, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she sneered, "Oh, since the boss has already been rubbed by his sister-in-law, let's eat quickly? I also ordered dessert, just treat it as an after-dinner dessert." dessert."
Feng Chi pushed the person towards the table, but he didn't dare to use force. Ji Huan turned around abruptly, gave him a vicious look, and pulled Shi Ying to the side, "Sit next to me."
Shi Ying: "..."
Shi Ying tightened his body silently, he could feel Feng Chi standing behind him. The man seemed to be condescendingly looking at him, his eyes just fell on the top of his hair, which made people feel a bit oppressed. He silently grabbed his brother's arm.
Shi Jiu probably felt sorry for his younger brother, or he wanted to create opportunities for Ji Huan and Feng Chi. Unexpectedly, Shi Ying was pulled up, facing Shang Ji Huan's astonished gaze, he showed a difficult smile, "I suddenly remembered that Shi Ying and I have something to talk about, you eat first. Boss, sit down, please You're welcome."
Feng Chi took advantage of the situation and sat in Shi Ying's original position, next to Ji Huan's shoulder.
Ji Huan: "..."
Feng Chi calmed down and slowly opened the box in front of Ji Huan, "This is sweet and sour pork ribs. You said before that you like sour ones, so I asked them to do so."
Zhuo Guang: "Sour and hot girl."
The moment the voice sounded, Zhuo Guang wished he could slap himself on the mouth. Meeting Song Shujing's dull eyes, he quickly waved his hands, "No, I'll just say it casually! Isn't there a saying in human beings called a sour woman? I didn't mean that my sister-in-law was pregnant! Human technology has not yet reached the point where men The baby is pregnant!"
And... Ji Huan looked like a child to herself, and she was too crazy to be pregnant.
Ji Huan originally thought that no matter how doggy Feng Chi was, it would be impossible for him to affect his appetite, but when Zhuo Guang interrupted him, he suddenly felt that the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs in front of him was not very delicious. Silently pushing the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of Feng Chi, he said dryly, "It's delicious, eat more, and you'll have a son."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Song Shujing glanced at the chopped pepper fish head in front of her, and pushed it in front of Zhuo Guang, "You eat it too, sour and spicy."
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Although this lunch has been completely dominated by the words "sour children and hot girls", Ji Huan still eats very much. Quietly reaching out his hand to touch his swollen belly, he lazily leaned on the sofa, staring at the ceiling and muttering softly: "I'm so full, I want to sleep."
Ji Huan suspects that his previous life was either a pig or a salted fish.
When the boy was lying on the sofa, his clothes were slightly rolled up, revealing a section of his fair belly. Feng Chi glanced there inadvertently, and suddenly felt a little itchy. However, when he thought that this was the hall and the four monsters from the Monster Management Bureau were all there, Feng Chi could only let go of that little thought. He walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down beside Ji Huan, and pulled down a section of Ji Huan's clothes with a calm expression. Ji Huan was caught off guard by his pulling his head back, and he snorted, "Why did you commit murder all of a sudden?"
"I murdered you?"
Ji Huan slowly got up from the sofa, straightened his clothes and lay down again, complaining: "Didn't you murder me just now, I was almost killed by you. I said how could I eat so well at noon today?" , it turned out to be a severed meal."
Feng Chi: "Hey, shut up."
Ji Huan made a face at him.
After lying down for a long time, Ji Huan felt dizzy and wanted to sleep. With a grunt, he curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. Feng Chi glanced at him, went to the office and took out his coat to cover Ji Huan's body, then hugged Ji Huan into his arms, and sat on the sofa to read the documents.
The four members of the Demon Control Bureau: "..."
In the small group of four, Song Shujing asked: Is it a bit of an eyesore for us to stay here? Do you want to go outside? Anyway, nothing happened.
Zhuo Guang's desk is facing the direction of the sofa, as long as he looks up, he can see two people sitting and lying on the sofa. Although both of them looked very pleasing to the eye, and their boss looked at the sleeping boy very affectionately. But... I get tired of watching too much.
Zhuo Guang breathed a sigh of relief at the news that suddenly appeared on his mobile phone, and without a word, he took the materials he had sorted out and withdrew. When Shi Ying and the others saw Zhuo Guang leaving so readily, they took a peek at Feng Chi and slipped away.
Feng Chi glanced at the backs of several people, and Song Shujing closed the door very thoughtfully. This is probably because Feng Chi felt so accurately that his employees really understood him and were very discerning. He took out his mobile phone and sent a large amount of red envelopes in the group of 'how to get Ji Huan to agree to be a sister-in-law'.
Then, click on Zhuo Guang's dialog box and transfer 8888.
Zhuo Guang was in a complicated mood. Although Ji Huan said he was fine, but whenever he thought of him kicking Ji Huan, he couldn't bear it and felt uneasy. He sighed, wondering if he should also help Ji Huan sort out a note on 'how to get along well with big-tailed wolves without suffering' when he was helping Feng Chi sort out the handbook for chasing wives.
While struggling, he received a message. Before picking up the phone to check, a classic national curse from Song Shujing sounded next to her, "My fucking boss gave out red envelopes, hurry up and grab the red envelopes!"
In a daze, Zhuo Guang followed to grab the red envelope, the amount displayed on it: 0.6.
Zhuo Guang: "?"
He glanced at the amounts of the other three people, and Song Shujing and Brother Jiuying shared the remaining 8887.4 equally.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Shi Ying glanced at him sympathetically, leaned behind him and squeezed Zhuo Guang's shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuo is not wronged, our money is your money, let's buy wine and drink together."
There is one thing to say, moving is definitely moving. He reached out to hold Shi Ying's hand, and before he opened his mouth to say anything, the phone suddenly turned on again. Looking down, it was Feng Chi's message, and then clicked to open it: Feng Chi will transfer you 8888, and note: Reward.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
Shi Ying: "..."
The reaction of the two of them at this moment can be said to be extremely fast, as soon as they turned their heads, they immediately thought of what the so-called reward was. It was Zhuo Guang who gave their boss a chance to get started.
Shi Ying immediately grabbed Zhuo Guang's hand, and the two brothers put their arms around Zhuo Guang's shoulders, "Oh, Brother Zhuo, we are good brothers, and we are a community of destiny! Shall we go for a drink tonight?"
Zhuo Guang pushed his head away and tui said, "Virtue! Let's go to the bar at night!"
Ji Huan slept for two hours, he slept very comfortably, his body was always warm, and the pillow under his head was also very soft. Turning her head, her head was buried in Feng Chi's lower abdomen. Feng Chi glanced down at the boy, quickly took out his phone and took a photo, and then continued to enjoy the boy's embrace with peace of mind.
When Ji Huan woke up, his eyes were dark, he put his hands together in a daze and straightened up. Immediately afterwards, a muffled hum rang in his ear. He froze for a moment, and lifted his head up stiffly.
With just one glance, he met Feng Chi's eyes. The man's eyes were deep, and there was a light that he couldn't understand.
Being stared at by the man like that, he suddenly became very nervous, and asked dryly, "Why, why are you looking at me like that?"
Feng Chi clasped the back of his head with one hand, and his voice sounded hoarse, "Look down."
Ji Huan lowered his head silently, looked at the position where his hands were pressed, his face started to blaze, and immediately rolled down from the man's lap in a hurry. His butt fell to the ground, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch his butt, but the next second he thought of the position where the hand was pressed just now, and he was a little dazed.
Seeing him raising his hands dully, Feng Chi couldn't help laughing, "Are you so disgusted?"
Ji Huan: "Shouldn't you be disgusted?"
Feng Chi stood up from the sofa, patted his clothes and pants casually, "If I touch yours, I won't dislike it."
Ji Huan: "Shut up."
Feng Chi, who confessed, seemed to have opened a heavy seal. It's fine if he doesn't behave like a dog.
Thinking about it, Ji Huan suddenly hooked his fingers at Feng Chi. Although the expression on Ji Huan's face looked a bit malicious, Feng Chi still bent over slightly with raised eyebrows. The next second, caught off guard, Ji Huan's left hand touched Feng Chi's face.
Ji Huan: "Let you feel it, that's all."
Ji Huan's hands are not big, and they are soft when they are pinched. When they are pressed against the face, there is only softness and warmth. Feng Chi clicked his tongue, pulled his hand down and stuffed it into his pocket, and said in a casual tone, "I feel it. Next time, let's try the close-up and seamless feeling."
Close range, seamless.
Ji Huan subconsciously made up the picture in his mind, and his face turned red in just two seconds. Slapping the man's face again, he hid his shame and cursed: "Smelly shameless dog man."
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, several employees of the Demon Management Bureau began to pack their things and prepare to leave work. They made appointments for today's restaurant and bar, and only waited for the time to spend Fengchi's red envelopes. Ji Huan sat beside Song Shujing, watching Song Shujing holding up the mirror and humming to make up, she couldn't help asking, "Sister Song, what's the matter with you?"
Song Shujing touched Ji Huan's head with one hand, and smiled at him, "I have an appointment with Zhuo Guang and the others to go to the bar tonight."
Ji Huan's eyes lit up.
There is one thing to say, he is quite embarrassed to see Feng Chi now, if he can go home later at night... it is better to wait until Feng Chi has gone to bed before going back, wouldn't it be perfect? Ji Huan thought very well, but Song Shujing saw through his little thoughts at a glance. Song Shujing pinched his soft little face, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Boss will not allow us to take you to the bar."
Ji Huan's eyes widened suddenly, and Song Shujing continued: "If we took you to the bar today, tomorrow he will definitely hang us all up on that old tree in the yard."
Song Shujing has been with Feng Chi for so long, so she naturally knows what kind of character Feng Chi is.
"You'd better go home with the boss obediently, don't worry, the love experience I sorted out for him clearly stated that during the chase period, you must never force a relationship regardless of one party's wishes. Xiao Huanhuan, you don't have to worry about your chastity."
Ji Huan: "...thank you?"
Song Shujing waved her hand, and the big sister's gesture was full, "You're welcome, it's all for the happiness of you and the boss, and for the harmonious development of our Demon Management Bureau."
Ji Huan returned to Feng Chi's office with his head drooping. The man stood by the window and looked down at his phone. He noticed that the boy walked in like a little kitten, so he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. face, asked: "What's wrong?"
Ji Huan was too lazy to struggle, so she obediently rested her chin on his palm, raised her eyes to glance at him, and sighed.
Feng Chi: "?"
Ji Huan: "Feng Chi."
The boy's voice suddenly became serious, which surprised Feng Chi a little. He nodded in response, "What do you want to say?"
Ji Huan: "Let's make an assumption first. If I confirm the relationship with you now, that means I agree with your confession. Will you allow me to go to the bar to drink with Sister Song?"
Feng Chi was stunned for a moment, and it didn't take him a few seconds to figure out what was going on. He stared at Ji Huan for a while with a half-smile, his deep gaze made Ji Huan blush. The boy quietly took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and whispered: "I'll just ask."
Feng Chi hummed, picked up Ji Huan's hat and sat down on the sofa, his tone and expression seemed very calm. However, Ji Huan's soft and fragile heart was pierced by a single sentence, "Don't have such expectations. Now that you have established a relationship with me, I will only allow you to sleep with me. Bars are not suitable for you."
Ji Huan: "..."
Ji Huan, whose little thoughts were exposed mercilessly, was in a particularly complicated mood. He pointed at Feng Chi's nose and said, "You don't spoil me at all, and you restrict my personal freedom."
"Restricting your personal freedom? Locking you up and locking you on the bed so that you can only see me forever is called restricting your personal freedom." He gently pinched Ji Huan's face, and his words were a little funny, "Don't follow them for a while What a nonsense, Song Shujing went to the bar for a drink and guaranteed to be on the headlines the next day."
"What's the meaning?"
Feng Chi hugged the man in his arms calmly, took out his mobile phone to search keywords, and put it in front of Ji Huan, "Look."
[Shock! A group of drunks with black noses and swollen eyes were found behind the XX bar! One of them suffered a broken arm and was in dire condition!]
Ji Huan: "... what is this?"
Feng Chi's face was expressionless: "Song Shujing beat you."
Ji Huan: "?"
Feng Chi glanced at him, and continued to answer: "The group of guys wanted to take advantage of her, and she beat her up. When she went to the bar to drink too much and got high, even Zhuo Guang and the others beat her up. For the sake of your small body, Come home with me, and I'll cook something delicious for you."
Ji Huan: "...OK."
However, when it was time to get off work, just as Song Shujing and the others left, someone kicked open the gate of the Demon Management Bureau and walked in. The person who came was wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap to completely cover his face, and he was wearing black clothes and black pants. He looked like a criminal. Ji Huan, who was standing under the old tree and playing with his mobile phone, was taken aback.
As soon as Ji Huan raised his head, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
While talking, he quietly sent a message to Feng Chi.
The man glanced at him indifferently, and let out a cold snort, "This is the Demon Management Bureau? Are you an employee here?"
Ji Huan nodded.
The man said again: "All right, I need your help with something."
Although the visitor's tone was very awkward, Ji Huan didn't say anything. Most of the people who came to the Demon Management Bureau really had a difficult problem that they couldn't solve. He walked in front of the other party, and the other party glanced at him and snorted, "It's pretty good-looking, but not as good-looking as mine."
Ji Huan: "..."
"I lost a ring, you go and help me find it."
"What?"
"I said I lost a ring and asked you to find it." The man's tone was extremely impatient, "I bought that ring for millions of dollars, and I'm going to propose tomorrow. What do you do if you lose it? You Demon Management Bureau Isn't it just for us monsters? I came to ask you for help, right?"
Ji Huan looked at the man in front of him silently, before he could speak, the door of the hall was pushed open from the inside. Feng Chi walked over expressionlessly, took Ji Huan's hand, raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "If you lost something, go to the police, get out."
"Hey, what's your attitude? Believe it or not, I'll complain to you!"
Feng Chi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he moved his wrist. He picked up the convenience and threw it outside the door, and when the other party got up and put his hands on his hips to scold someone, he drove Ji Huan away with him. The Maybach ran away from the entrance of the Demon Management Bureau, leaving behind a trail of exhaust fumes that made the man dizzy.
After a few seconds, he finally came to his senses, looked at the closed door of the Bureau of Demon Management, and jumped angrily: "I want to complain to you! Complain!"
Perhaps there was too much commotion, Uncle Chen from the small restaurant next door came out with a basin of water, splashed the water on the concrete floor, and tilted his head to look at the irritable person. Although the other party was wrapped tightly, Chen Bo still recognized the other party at a glance.
"It's you, why are you here again? What did you lose this time?"
"What?"
"I said, what did you lose this time? Didn't you lose a 6 million watch last time? What about this time? What did you lose?"
The man scratched his head in silence, his expression under the sunglasses looked a bit unbelievable, he suppressed his irritable voice, and muttered in a low voice: "How do you know I lost something, old man? Also, when did I lose my watch?"
Although Chen Bo is quite old, his ears are quite good. He put away the washbasin, looked at him with disgust and said: "You have not only lost your watch, you have lost your girlfriend, just half a year ago, He ran here and made a big fuss, and it was even on the news!"
Man: "Impossible!"
As soon as the voice fell, the man's cell phone rang. He fumbled in his pocket, glanced at the name on the screen, and clicked to answer.
"Grandfather, where are you?"
"The Demon Control Bureau."
"Why the hell are you running to the Demon Control Bureau again? You stand where you are and don't move, I'll come over right away."
"I lost my ring. I came to them to help me find it. But their staff has a bad temper. I want to complain to them!"
When Ke Chenfei heard this, he rolled his eyes and couldn't hold back his complaints: "You've broken up for half a year, where did you get the ring! You still complained to others, it's not bad if they didn't send you back to the sea .Stand still, I'll come pick you up right away."
Getting on the Maybach, Ji Huan frowned and felt that it was strange to meet that person just now. He opened his mouth and whispered, "Do you know him?"
Although Feng Chi was a dog, this dog was only aimed at him. To the others, although Feng Chi was indifferent, he would not lose face. But when faced with today's strange man, Feng Chi obviously had no scruples, he just threw it away.
The Maybach stopped at the red light, Feng Chi glanced at the boy, nodded, "I know, Chang Xingzhou."
"Why does this name sound familiar?" Ji Huan scratched his head, and was reminded of an 'emoticon pack' by the man beside him, and immediately remembered everything.
What Feng Chi was talking about was the emoticon pack he downloaded today, which contained all kinds of funny emoticons of a male celebrity. Ji Huan enjoyed watching it, so he saved all of them, and went to Baidu to check the male star's profile. The male star's name is Chang Xingzhou.
Ji Huan: "..."
But the information clearly stated that Chang Xingzhou has a cute personality, loves to be funny, and has good acting skills... What Ji Huan saw was a irascible crab, who was domineering and very reasonable.
Probably because the expression on Ji Huan's face was too meaningful, Feng Chi looked at it and smiled, and explained a few words: "Chang Xingzhou's mother is a goldfish, and his father is a crab. Although his prototype follows his father's , but the memory follows his mother."
Ji Huan: "..."
He said dryly: "It looks like it is indeed my own."