064.
Seeing that Feng Chi didn't speak, Ji Huan just propped his chin and stared into his eyes lazily. For some reason, the picture of being pressed on the sofa and kissing before suddenly jumped out, and he could feel a sea of heat rising from behind his ears.
Ji Huan was stunned, and then poured himself a cup of chrysanthemum tea to quench the heat. After taking two gulps to suppress the burning heat behind his ears, he held the cup and gave Feng Chi a sideways glance, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"
Feng Chi smiled meaningfully, "No, you are quite right."
Ji Huan: "Then why don't you hurry up and drink."
After being yelled at by Ji Huan fiercely, Feng Chi picked up the small pot and poured himself a cup. The chrysanthemum tea tasted good, but this did not prevent Feng Chi from continuing to speak: "But my chrysanthemum tea is like fire. No."
"It doesn't matter, there are others here. Mung bean soup is also very useful."
Feng Chi smiled, "That doesn't work for you."
Ji Huan's expression stiffened once again, and he paused holding the small cup, and looked at him expressionlessly, "There is no other way, then we can only block the top and cut the bottom."
Feng Chi: "..."
In terms of cruelty, Ji Huan is the most cruel.
Ji Huan put the afternoon tea that belonged to Feng Chi on the table and Feng Chi got angry again before walking out slowly, his back looked very chic. The moment he closed the door, he still didn't forget to remind Feng Chi: "Remember to finish eating."
The door slammed shut. Ji Huan turned his head and met several pairs of interested eyes. He froze for a moment, touched his face, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Song Shujing leaned on the back of the sofa behind her, turned her eyes around Ji Huan's face, and said with a malicious smile: "I thought you gave those things to the boss, and the boss would be very angry."
Of course, this anger needs to be quoted. And the consequences of their boss's anger will probably be like Ji Huan. But the current situation took them a little by surprise.
Ji Huan came out within ten minutes after entering. And it's still the kind of high-spirited way out.
Song Shujing's eyes turned to the closed door, and she patted Ji Huan on the shoulder: "I've already sorted out all the materials that I have, and I'll send them to him after afternoon tea."
Ji Huan: "Sister Song, you are a good person."
Song Shujing: "You're welcome."
Although what Ji Huan brought to Feng Chi were all things to relieve the heat, but Ji Huan and the others ate very richly. There was scented tea, and fried chicken was also a must. Feng Chi drank two cups of chrysanthemum tea and came out of the office to see four people sitting together, Ji Huan was eating chicken legs, his eyes were bent into crescent moons.
The fragrance is indeed very fragrant.
Feng Chi walked behind Ji Huan, checked the time, and sat down next to him, "Eat less, I won't be able to eat dinner later."
Ji Huan touched his stomach, "I can eat it."
Feng Chi couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard his words, and suddenly realized that Ji Huan's words were really not trying to be brash. So he didn't continue to persuade him, but just stretched out his finger and poked the boy's shoulder, then pointed at the fried chicken, "I want to eat that, you feed me."
There was nothing left of the fried chicken and two large pieces of meat.
Ji Huan glanced at him, and handed the disposable glove to Feng Chi with his free hand. It's a pity that Feng Chi still didn't answer, and said righteously: "The gloves are too thin, and your fingers will still be oily. Hurry up, you feed me. Do you still want to eat tomato beef brisket tonight?"
During dinner last night, Ji Huan inadvertently saw the recipe of tomato beef brisket on the small video. Since then, he has been obsessed with tomato beef brisket all night. When he came out of the room this morning and saw Feng Chi, he was full of anticipation. asked, "Can we have tomato brisket tonight? Let me help you."
Feng Chi agreed.
But now, Feng Chi can go back on his word.
Realizing this, Ji Huan couldn't help curling his lips, and obediently tore off a piece of meat and handed it to Feng Chi's mouth, "Ah—"
Feng Chi lowered his eyes and bit off the meat, chewing twice. The big piece of fried chicken tasted like nothing, but since Ji Huan handed it over, I thought it was okay. After eating this piece of meat, Feng Chi gave up and stopped pestering Ji Huan. He leaned against Ji Huan's side, his arms fell behind Ji Huan, and with a slight hook, he could hook Ji Huan's waist and press him into his arms.
Afternoon tea was quite enjoyable. The Jiuying Brothers and Song Shujing are about to start practicing. Before seeing Feng Chi and Ji Huan's sticky faces, they still felt eye pain and stretched too much. Now I don't feel it anymore, they just looked at each other and lowered their heads to eat their own food.
Presumably, if this kind of scene happens a few more times, they will be able to see Feng Chi and Ji Huanxiu's love without changing their faces.
After afternoon tea, several people from the Demon Management Bureau fell into work again. The most important thing now is to find the murderer who persecuted the Lu and Shu clan, but Zhuo Guang is already watching over Wu Hao, and Song Shujing and the others seem to have nothing to do.
Feng Chi received the information from Song Shujing when he was communicating with the team leader of the Hongshi Branch. He didn't look carefully at the first glance, he thought that there were business matters in the file bag, until he hung up the phone of the branch and clicked on the file folder.
1. The old driver teaches you how to maintain physical strength and give your lover the best life. (As the saying goes, if you are young, you don’t know that XX is expensive. When you are old, you will cry in vain. While you are young, be more restrained.)
2. How many times a week is normal between lovers? How to live a perfect cohabitation life.
3. When you are intimate with your lover every day, what should you pay attention to (kissing, hugging, and love are all exquisite)
…
Feng Chi flipped through it casually with a cold face, there were at least a dozen documents.
He exited the file and clicked on Song Shujing's dialog box on WeChat: What do you mean
Song Shujing seemed to be waiting for Feng Chi to come to ask her, Feng Chi didn't need to wait long, and immediately replied: Sister-in-law asked me to tidy up some good things for you, boss, take a look carefully. We monsters live for a long time, and humans must pay attention to moderation, let alone us. What if it fails after arriving? We can't wrong sister-in-law.
Feng Chi: "..."
He felt that Song Shujing was thinking a little too much, after all, his current relationship with Ji Huan... He hadn't been recognized by Ji Huan yet.
The man pinched his brows with his hands, and felt that some things still needed to be arranged quickly, otherwise wouldn't he just trample on Song Shujing's intentions? this is not good. So Feng Chi replied with the word 'um'.
Outside the office, Ji Huan probed his head, glanced across the door of the office quietly, and asked Song Shujing in a low voice, "Sister Song, what did Feng Chi say?"
Song Shujing gave him an OK gesture, seeing this, Ji Huan was relieved.
When I got home that night, Ji Huan sat on the sofa in the living room and watched Feng Chi come out of the study with a stack of papers. He didn't pay much attention to it for a while, thinking that the papers Feng Chi took were all documents. He lowered his eyes and continued playing with his phone.
The matter of the Lushu clan has already been briefly explained on the monster forum, and now all the monsters know what happened to the Lushu and Xishu clans. When the monsters were cursing and trying to curse the mastermind to death, Song Shujing also posted a post. It probably means that if you encounter something, please report it to the branch in time. If the branch ignores it, you can come directly to the Demon Control Bureau, or you can chat privately with the staff of the Demon Control Bureau on the forum.
Ji Huan's account is also among those allowed to be @. When seeing an unfamiliar ID appear on the monster forum, the monsters expressed their shock. Over the years, there have been only a few personnel in the Bureau of Demon Control, and there has been no major change. The sudden addition of one at this moment naturally attracted their attention. A few little monsters who liked to make trouble poked Ji Huan privately and asked him a bunch of messy questions.
For example: Are you a little brother or a little sister? Little brother, do you have a date? What do you look like your brother? Brother, how old are you, what kind of monster are you? Little brother, can you help me get a photo of the closure? I really like closures.
Ji Huan would answer the first few questions because he was bored and had nothing else to do. As for those who asked him to seal Chi's photos, he ignored them all.
But some people just won't give up.
For example, now this ID is called 'I am a little wild cat' female monster.
I'm a little wild cat: Little brother, I heard they said that you would answer any questions they asked you, why didn't you answer me? Are you jealous of the photo I want to close? Oh, I can't help it, sister, I like indifferent men like Fengju, and I don't like little brothers like you. Would you like a photo for my sister? Maybe you will have to call me sister-in-law in the future.
Ji Huan: "?"
Ji Huan raised his head expressionlessly and glanced at the man walking towards him. Thinking that the word "sister-in-law" was about to appear on other people, Ji Huan couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. The chocolate beside the sofa was thrown towards Feng Chi like a bomb. But this little attack was nothing to Feng Chi, the man grabbed the chocolate as soon as he raised his hand.
Drooping eyes opened the chocolate and put it into his mouth, the slightly bitter taste permeated the mouth in an instant. Feng Chi licked his thin lips and asked, "Why did you change your taste again?"
"Is it delicious?" Ji Huan asked him.
Feng Chi: "It's okay."
Ji Huan snorted, "It tastes like a scumbag."
Feng Chi: "?"
In confusion, Feng Chi spread out the chocolate packaging bag in his palm, but he didn't find anything, but he was shocked when he saw it. It's really like what Ji Huan said, it tastes like a scumbag.
XX chocolate, 'scumbag' taste. The entrance is slightly bitter, and the teeth are sweet. Say goodbye to bitterness and welcome a beautiful new life! After eating this chocolate, I will say goodbye to the scumbag from now on.
Feng Chi was speechless, and asked after a while, "Is it true that the person who came up with this kind of advertisement was not fired?"
Logic doesn't make sense.
Ji Huan shook his head: "No, and it's selling very well."
As Ji Huan said, he glanced at the packaging bag. There was a QR code on the back of the bag. He picked up the bag and showed Feng Chi a look, "Scan this QR code to join their group. The group invites you every day. Two customers take a tour of their chocolate factory. Just provide a picture of your ex-boyfriend and they'll make you one out of chocolate, eat him, smash him or throw him in the shit, it doesn't matter."
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan: "I was drawn to visit the day after tomorrow. Do you want a chocolate man who is exactly the same height as you?"
Feng Chi: "?"
Feng Chi had no idea what was going on at this moment, as soon as he came out of the study, he vaguely felt that Ji Huan was targeting him. Yes, it is aimed at.
Hesitating, Ji Huan felt the phone vibrate, and he didn't look at Feng Chi's indescribable expression anymore, and focused all his attention on the person who tried to grab the title of 'sister-in-law' from him.
Seeing that he didn't reply, the young lady sent another long series of messages. The lines were full of admiration and longing for Feng Chi, a big man. Those words of confession made Ji Huan's eyes hurt, and he replied blankly: Feng Chi likes men, you have no chance.
As expected, the young lady let out a series of exclamation points in shock. The corners of Ji Huan's mouth hadn't fully curled up yet, and a single word from the other party almost sent him away.
I'm a wild cat: really? ! It's okay, I can become a man! My old lady is androgynous! I can do whatever I like!
Ji Huan: "..."
Aren't you a little wild cat? What are you androgynous for? !
I'm a little wild cat: Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrsrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) quick to send me a picture of the game! I'm so excited.
With a stiff face, Ji Huan glanced at the man sitting opposite him. Feng Chi was staring at him, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see what it meant. That look made Ji Huan a little embarrassed, and when he thought about his behavior at this moment, he became even more embarrassed. His ears were stained red, and he asked Feng Chi fiercely: "What are you looking at me for? Can I eat or drink?" ah?"
Feng Chi said lazily, "It is indeed edible. It's a pity you won't give it to me."
Ji Huan: "..." Dog man!
Feng Chi stepped from the opposite side of Ji Huan, walked to Ji Huan's side and sat down, resting his chin on the young man's shoulder, looking away from the phone that Ji Huan was holding tightly in his hand, but Ji Huan's reaction speed was too slow. Very fast, Feng Chi didn't see anything.
"Is there anything you can't show me?" He threw down the paper, passed his hands through Ji Huan's waist, and asked with downcast eyes.
"I can't show you anything." Ji Huan muttered softly.
If Feng Chi knew what he was doing on the forum, Feng Chi would definitely laugh at him. Ji Huan patted the man's hand on his waist, "Let go, I have business to do."
"Don't let go."
"Will you let go?" Ji Huan glared at him, "I'll bite you if you don't let go."
"Bite, where do you want to bite? Hands, mouth, or..." The man's voice gradually became hoarse, and the hidden meaning behind it made Ji Huan almost explode, and immediately turned into a mirror and rolled under the sofa.
Feng Chizhi, who was almost pissed off, fled in a panic, clicked his tongue, "I can accept biting my Adam's apple."
"Liar, you didn't mean that at all just now." Ji Huan's muffled voice came from under the sofa, and Feng Chi immediately laughed, "Then tell me what I meant just now?"
This time Ji Huan shut up.
He won't be so stupid as to really say something to Feng Chi, and he will be the one who will be laughed at at that time. Ji Huan curled his lips, took out his phone and replied: You are out of luck, he likes me. To tell the truth, he has been chasing me for several years.
The little wild cat was waiting for a reply, but it never expected that such a letter would come after waiting for a long time.
A question mark first popped up in his head, followed by unstoppable anger.
I'm a little wild cat: You actually used your position to seduce the bureau! You little goblin, wait for me! I killed you [Incompetent Fury]
Ji Huan's complexion didn't change, and he was even a little happy in his heart: Waiting [circle]
Then quickly shut down the forum, put away the phone and crawled out from under the sofa. Climbed along Feng Chi's trousers all the way to the sofa and lay down, "Feng Chi, when will the tomato sirloin be ready?"
Feng Chi shook the mirror twice, turning the mirror into a talent and said slowly: "There is still half an hour."
He said, "Are you really not going to show me your phone? As a future boyfriend, do I have the right to check your phone?"
"No." Ji Huan made a face at him, and the man pinched his tongue before he could retract it. He squinted his eyes twice, and slapped towards Feng Chi. Feng Chi held his hand and hugged him into his arms, "You don't need to look at your phone, let's take a look at this."
"What?" Ji Huan rubbed his mouth, bit his tongue, and pushed Feng Chi as if remembering something, "Do you want to wash your hands?"
"Wash your hands for what?"
"Isn't it dirty to pinch my tongue?"
Hearing this, Feng Chi glanced at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Then do you think your tongue is dirty, do you want to wash it?"
Knowing that Feng Chi said this on purpose, Ji Huan also wanted to deliberately disgust him, and with an extremely innocent face, he said seriously: "If you can wash it, I don't mind washing it."
Feng Chi hummed, his voice was close at hand, right next to his ear, "I'll wash it for you."
After the words fell, the face in front of him suddenly enlarged, and Ji Huan only felt that something had caught his tongue. He whimpered and narrowed his eyes and wanted to push Feng Chi away, but Feng Chi didn't give him this chance. After plundering fiercely, he pressed her into his arms, pressed his lips against Ji Huan's delicate shoulder that had been revealed at some point, and gently After licking it, he smiled and said, "Have you washed it clean?"
Ji Huan tightly shut his mouth, his face was flushed and he didn't speak.
At this time, if he didn't clean up after saying something, Ji Huan could imagine what he would face next. What if... No, there is no such a case.
He looked away, and cursed Feng Chi in his heart. As a result, his eyes turned to the pile of papers on the coffee table. He wanted to change the subject, so he picked up the paper and said casually: "What is this—"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes had already seen the words on the paper.
Ji Huan was startled, and immediately slapped the paper back on the table the next second.
Fuck.
Seeing him like this, Feng Chi laughed more and more. Picking up the paper against his arm, forcing him to read it together, "Didn't you give it to me after Song Shujing sorted it out? Why am I still embarrassed to read it now?"
Yes, this stack of papers are all documents sent by Song Shujing to Feng Chi. Now Feng Chi, this stinky shameless person, has printed it out.
Ji Huan's mood at this moment is really a bit complicated.
He thought that according to Feng Chi's personality, he would simply put this document aside and ignore it, but he didn't expect Feng Chi not only ignored it, but even downloaded it and printed it out, which was a bit embarrassing.
"You haven't seen it yet, have you? Why don't we watch it together and discuss it by the way?" Although Feng Chi's words were a question, in fact, he didn't give Ji Huan a chance to refuse, and he hugged him forcefully. He put the paper in front of his eyes again, and said, "Look at this, two or three times a week is good for physical and mental health. We don't do it once a week now. So, for the sake of our health, should we arrange it?"
Ji Huan: "..."
"And this, you can lightly kiss your lover's forehead every day, perform good morning, good afternoon, good night rituals, and practice it?"
Ji Huan: "..." Isn't the point of this sentence the word 'light' on 'light kiss'? Feng Chi is a man who has a lot of dogs to focus on three kisses a day.
Ji Huan didn't know what kind of expression to maintain at the moment, so he could only stare at the man expressionlessly, "The premise of this is that we are already together."
Feng Chi nodded, "So, if you didn't subconsciously believe that we are together, why did you ask Song Shujing to send me these?"
"I… "
A word came out of Ji Huan's throat with difficulty, and Feng Chi lowered his head and kissed his slender neck lightly, and said softly, "Then you promise me now? I promise to follow what is on the paper."
The man turned the person in his arms over, pressed him on the sofa, and kissed him on the lips and collarbone almost reverently, his voice was low and hoarse with a bit of unspeakable lust, "Baby, promise me, okay?" ?”
The lights on the ceiling were blindingly bright, Ji Huan narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth for panting. The man's hands kept lighting fires all over his body, and the place where his fingers brushed was full of tremors. The light in front of his eyes was dizzy, and the softness of his lips pressed against his heart. I don't know if it's because Feng Chi was too gentle or Ji Huan couldn't hold it back long ago, but he seemed to hear himself say hello in a faint way.
Feng Chi was in a particularly good mood. When he walked into the living room with the tomato and sirloin pot, Ji Huan was thinking about something with his head down and biting his nails. Feng Chi raised his eyebrows, knowing what Ji Huan was thinking. It's nothing more than depression, how he fooled him into answering, and raised his status.
Walking to Ji Huan's side, he patted the boy on the head, "Didn't you say you want to eat tomato beef brisket? Alright, hurry up and eat."
Ji Huan raised his head, the tears and flushes in the corners of his eyes hadn't subsided, making people's heart tremble when he saw it. Ji Huan looked up into Feng Chi's eyes, he was the only one in those eyes. He quickly looked away and responded dryly.
Feng Chi's cooking skills are really good, Ji Huan ate more than half of it by himself. After dinner, he was exhausted, but he didn't want to get up and move around. Feng Chi picked up his hat and lifted him up, "I don't want to move."
Ji Huan, who was full, was like a satiated kitten, even speaking in a milky voice.
"I'll help you move."
"Then I don't want to move." He turned back into a mirror and laid it on Feng Chi's palm, pointing to Feng Chi's nose and said, "You can't change me back. You are my boyfriend now, if you make me angry, immediately Believe it or not."