Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

Chapter 66

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Ji Huan was so frightened that cold sweat covered his forehead, the only thing to be thankful for was that he was caught by Feng Chi. Otherwise, according to Ji Huan's ability, he can only turn himself back into a mirror the moment he hits the ground, and numb himself in his heart: the mirror will not hurt when it falls to the ground.

He transformed back into a human from the mirror, but he kept holding Feng Chi's arm with both hands and refused to let go. The expression on his face was still somewhat aggrieved, "It's all your fault for scaring me."

As he spoke, he remembered Feng Chi's question just now, wrinkled his nose and said, "I know the way, and I'm not stupid."

At most, I just don't know how to go back. There are not many buses here, so it may take a long time to get home.

Hearing this, Feng Chi let out a low laugh, put down the arm held by the boy and pressed him into his arms, and lowered his eyes while holding him, "Why did you run?"

"Whether you can run or not, don't talk nonsense." Ji Huan muttered in a low voice, his eyes had already wandered to other places. The backyard of the Demon Control Bureau has a nice view, and the walls are all old-fashioned and built a long time ago. There are broken lines on the mottled wall, and occasionally a few small bugs crawled slowly. Ji Huan stared at the worms, still unwilling to focus on the real boyfriend.

His mood at the moment is a bit complicated. In the morning when Song Shujing and others sent him a message, he was still in a daze. Just now, when Shi Ying pulled him over and babbled a lot, Ji Huan finally figured out what happened. At that moment, a thunderbolt struck him, almost scorching him.

What's the matter with that little wild cat, how can the private chat conversation be put on the forum casually!

Even if Ji Huandang took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screenshot of the chat on the post, he could feel the bitch smell when he spoke, and he didn't even want to look at him.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so arrogant.

Ji Huan sighed heavily.

Feng Chi suppressed the smile in his eyes, pressed the man's shoulders and turned around, firmly held the young man's chin, rubbed his slender and cold fingers against the soft lips, and asked him with a smile, "Why do I want to be so innocent?" Nonsense? Are you trying to run or what?"

Ji Huan poked his neck and wanted to fight for himself, "I suddenly remembered that I left something at home, and I just wanted to get it. You are such a dirty-minded person, and I didn't do anything bad. I have nothing to do. of."

"Then what are you going to get? There's nothing to do this morning. I'll take you to get it?"

Ji Huan patted his hand off, raised his head and said confidently: "I suddenly realized that I don't have to take that thing, it's okay, I'll go back to the hall first."

Then he got out of Feng Chi's arms and disappeared in a flash. That speed is really faster than a rabbit running wildly.

Feng Chi leaned lazily against the wall, his eyes followed the figure from afar until it got through the door and was completely invisible. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Shi Ying who was standing by the side like a transparent person. Shi Ying almost rolled himself into a ball, trying hard to shrink in the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence. Now that Feng Chi's gaze swept over her, she was a little nervous.

Their boss wouldn't blame him for not watching Ji Huan just now, would he

Shi Ying swallowed his saliva, thinking in his heart that if he apologized first, their boss would not let him go. Before the result could be considered, Feng Chi spoke first. The man's voice sounded a little relaxed, obviously in a good mood.

He said: "Tell me in advance what you want to eat for lunch today, or you can send me the bill after you order."

Shi Ying's eyes lit up.

Feng Chi stood upright, patted the hem of his clothes casually, and said, "But it's better to eat less junk food."

Shi Ying immediately agreed without saying a word. It’s not really stupid to not eat takeaway from five-star hotels, but to eat some that are not available! He showed a flattering smile at Feng Chi, "Don't worry, boss, I will take care of my sister-in-law's healthy diet! Make sure you eat healthy and strong every day!"

The discussion about Ji Huan on the monster forum is still in full swing. Shi Ying was lying on the sofa in a difficult position, with one leg draped over the back of the sofa and the other on the ground, and asked Ji Huan carelessly: "Are you really not going to make a speech? These monsters say you are cowardly." , they said you lied!"

Who Stole My Game: With all due respect, I feel like this employee is completely out of thin air. After so many years, I almost forgot what Fengju looked like, but I always remember how cold Fengju's face was. Rather than saying that the closure of the bureau is full of enthusiasm, it is better to say that the closure of the bureau is not lifted.

I'm on the 99th floor: what the sisters said makes sense. In addition, I want to declare war on this little mirror brother, please help the staff of the Demon Management Bureau to pass it on. I started a post next door with my picture and contact information. Is this little mirror brother up to the challenge

Xinjin Xipi Fan: Hey, friends upstairs, I think you are really excited. Wouldn't it be nice to be self-aware like me? Anyway, the boss doesn't like me, so I'll mess with his cp. The ruthless boss and his cute little staff, how cute! My sister also drew a cp picture, if you want to see it, you can click on my avatar to zoom in and take a look, I will keep you to turn against each other in minutes.

What about the little elf: Fuck. I'm really cheap and nodded my head. Originally vowed to be a poisonous only, but now it's good, he betrayed every minute.

Shi Ying couldn't hold back, and clicked on the avatar of the person whose ID is 'Xinjin Xipi Fan'. It was a hand-drawn manuscript. The man sat on a chair with his legs crossed, one hand resting on the armrest, and the other propped his head lazily down his eyes. The young man who couldn't see clearly sat on his lap, lowered his head and kissed the slender neck that was exposed when the man tilted his head. The picture is honey and sexy, which makes people feel a little itchy.

The painter should be a boss, and the outline of their boss's face is no different from that of a real person, and his imagination is also very rich.

At least, Shi Ying had never seen their boss with a disheveled neckline, even showing a large part of his collarbone.

Shi Ying saved the picture and sent it to Feng Chi's phone, with a postscript: Although, I think you should like it, Boss.

Then he raised his head and asked Ji Huan again, "Are you really not going to express your opinion?"

Ji Huan huddled in a corner of the sofa, crossed his legs and hugged the pillow, and looked like a small one. Hearing Shi Ying's words, he responded indiscriminately, his beautiful eyes still staring at the phone screen.

These monsters on the monster forum are really good at playing. Ever since "I'm a little wild cat" posted the chat records of the two, the forum has been divided into three groups, one group is life and death who don't believe that Feng Chi has a partner, and the other group believes and still talks about it The so-called CP fans, and the rest of them are purely idle and doing nothing to watch the fun.

At this moment, a small group of CP fans have already relied on their extraordinary brain power to write novels and draw pictures without knowing what the little goblin who seduced Feng Chi looks like.

Ji Huan sneakily watched it with gusto, especially when he saw the clip of Goblins vs. Little Wild Cats 'adapted from a real story', the refreshment in his heart was clear, and he felt refreshed in one breath.

Ji Huan saved those posts and replied to one of the recent private messages.

Xiao Yu'er wants to be beautiful today: Little brother, is Feng Ju really chasing you? When are you two together.

Ji Huan replied: Yesterday.

Then he turned off his phone and ran out again. Shi Jiu opened the window and looked into the backyard, just in time to see Ji Huan sitting on the swing in a daze and blowing the wind. The red tide on the tips of the young man's ears hadn't receded yet, he lowered his head as if muttering something in a low voice, squeezed his ears and turned on the phone.

Turning his head to meet his younger brother Shi Ying's eyes, he said, "Didn't jump over the wall and run away."

Shi Ying groaned, and retracted again. Within a minute, there was a classic national curse, "Fuck! It's official! Boss!!!"

Two minutes later, Feng Chi pushed open the door, "Where's Ji Huan?"

Shi Ying pointed out the door: "The backyard."

A group of people looked out the window, and saw that the swing was empty. A gust of wind blew by, and the swing shook slightly twice. The four of them looked at each other, and Qi Qi fell silent. Feng Chi almost laughed out of anger. This guy Ji Huan is quite capable, he ran away when teased, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Feng Chi took out his cell phone and called Ji Huan, but it took a long time to beep before he was picked up. For a while, both of them were speechless, only the sound of their own breathing could be heard. After a long time, Feng Chi frowned and asked him with a smile: "Why did you run away again? Did you remember that you left something at home and didn't take it?"

How could Ji Huan fail to hear the teasing smile in the man's words. Feng Chi's heart is probably already full of joy at this moment, but he is still asking him these questions hypocritically here. The young man rolled his eyes, squatted in the corner outside the wall, grabbed a handful of weeds growing from the cracks in the concrete floor, and whispered: "That's not true, but I suddenly remembered that the scenery nearby is quite good. I've been here for so long Haven't had a good time shopping yet."

"I'll go shopping with you."

"I can do it by myself." Ji Huan was a little tired from squatting, and simply sat down on the ground. Not far away, Erha, who was not tied by a rope, raised his head and looked at Ji Huan with bright eyes.

Ji Huan pressed the phone and looked up, Erha's head was already in front of him. The husky suddenly barked twice, bared its sharp teeth and rushed towards the boy's face. Ji Huan's eyes widened, and he was about to retreat as he kicked the concrete floor. He only took a step back before clinging to the cold wall, and the dog's mouth in front of him was already wide open, and the saliva was dripping down.

Ji Huan gasped, a flash of light turned into a small mirror.

Erha took a gulp down, but on the way he let out a naive whine, wanting to stick out his tongue and lick Ji Huan's pretty face. However, what it didn't expect was that the boy in front of him disappeared out of thin air, and it stuck its tongue against the dry, lime-smelling wall, and immediately shook its head in disgust. The husky turned around twice, kicked the small hard mirror, froze, and immediately became happy.

Inside the Demon Control Bureau, Song Shujing leaned on the sofa and read the posts with great interest, while Feng Chi stood at the window and fiddled with his mobile phone, wanting to continue calling Ji Huan. The man was very dissatisfied with Ji Huan's sudden hanging up of the phone, his eyes were deep, and he wished he could lift Ji Huan up and spank his ass. Song Shujing noticed Feng Chi's behavior, and couldn't help reminding, "Boss, although you two are together now, you still have to give Huanhuan some personal space, and free love will last forever."

Feng Chi paused for a moment when he pressed the confirm button, and looked up at Song Shujing.

Song Shujing understood in seconds, "Boss, don't worry, before I get off work today, I will prepare a material for you on 'How to make the other party die in love and never change their mind'. You will definitely be able to use it."

Feng Chi said hello, paused, and thought about Sister Song's great contribution in recent days, and said, "When the matter of the crow clan is resolved, you can take a paid vacation, and you will be reimbursed wherever you go."

Song Shujing stopped eating melon seeds, and her hand that was holding the melon seeds was trembling. On the side, Shi Ying's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly put his head in front of Feng Chi. Although he didn't take the initiative to speak, the pleading and hope in his eyes showed his thoughts clearly.

Feng Chi is a talkative person, especially in this aspect, he rolled his eyelids, and said the most domineering words in the most flat tone, "Together."

"Oh yeah! Boss, I love you!"

A group of people were talking, and there was a humming sound outside the door. Shi Jiu stood at the outermost position, and now he could see what was happening outside the door just by turning his head. The door of the Demon Management Bureau is always open during working hours, which is convenient for monsters who come to do business. At this moment, the gray and white Erha was running towards the hall with four legs shaking his head, across the courtyard, he quickly ran to Feng Chi's side, and stomped on Feng Chi's leather shoes.

Feng Chi looked down at him, noticing something, bent down and stretched out his hand. Erha obediently spit out the thing he was holding in his mouth, and rubbed his head against the man's leg, which looked very intimate.

At the same time, Feng Chi fell silent looking at the small mirror with Erha's saliva in his palm.

Ji Huansheng lay lovelessly, his beautiful eyes staring at the sky blankly, like a ravaged salted fish.

The Erhu raised by the old man next door is simply the biggest nemesis in his life.

Too cruel.

He turned over with difficulty, buried his face in Feng Chi's palm and sighed silently. What a shame.

The Jiuying Brothers and Song Shujing also silently looked at the little mirror and the extremely excited Erha. The scene of the little mirror being chased by a husky was vivid in my memory, but I didn't expect Ji Huan to be the director of the Demon Control Bureau. Can't escape Erha's sanctions.

Song Shujing bent down and rubbed Husky's little head, looking at the small mirror with more and more distressed eyes. She really wanted to comfort Ji Huan, but when she thought about the relationship between Feng Chi and Ji Huan, Feng Chi must be able to do certain things smoothly. She took the husky and left the hall, teased the dog in the yard for a while, and warned in a low voice: "Honey, let's grab something else next time, don't keep staring at Huanhuan."

The husky was whining happily, and his silly and naive appearance didn't seem like he could understand human speech at all.

Song Shujing frowned, and held back her smile, "But you're pretty good at it. You know how to bring the little mirror to the boss. You're really a sinister husky."

In the office.

Feng Chi found a basin of hot water and put the small mirror in the water to scrub it. Ji Huan let him play with it like a salted fish, and would say from time to time: "Remember to wash your back, it's full of drool. .”

Although the voice sounded weak, he was willing to speak anyway. When he picked up the small mirror from Husky's hand, Feng Chi thought that the little guy was autistic.

Feng Chi's movements were particularly gentle, and Ji Huan cooperated, and even took off his clothes and threw them out of the mirror, "I'll wash the rest myself."

"I can help." Even more than happy to help.

Ji Huan glanced at him, and Feng Chi expressed his thoughts clearly, without hiding anything. Not as cold and deep as usual, more like a wolf with a big tail. He pouted, stretched out a hand and waved at Feng Chi, "Go and do my laundry."

After speaking, he took off his pants and threw them into Feng Chi's hands.

The man glanced at the naked little guy lightly, and his tone sounded flat, "My spare clothes are in the cabinet over there." After speaking, he left.

Ji Huan wiped himself clean, and put on Feng Chi's white shirt and trousers on tiptoe. Feng Chi's clothes were a bit too big for him, but the clothes were fine, perhaps because he was used to them and didn't find it strange, but the trousers were different. He bent over and rolled up his trouser legs, shaking them, laughing.

Opening the office door and revealing a head looking into the hall, Song Shujing was the first to ask when she saw his movements: "Huanhuan, do you have any clothes to wear?"

Just now they all saw Feng Chi carrying his wet clothes and pants to wash clothes by the stone well in the yard. Probably because he felt that the picture was hard to see in this life, Shi Ying even secretly took a picture, saying that he wanted to show the monsters on the forum.

Ji Huan smiled embarrassedly at Song Shujing, exposed his whole body from behind the door, and whispered with his long and big trousers: "I'm wearing Fengchi's, but the trousers are a little too big."

Song Shujing smiled ambiguously: "Oh, so there are boss's clothes to wear, no wonder I just suggested that someone send you a set of clothes, but the boss said no."

Ji Huan was a little embarrassed to hear the teasing in the words.

When Ji Huan came to the yard, Feng Chi was sitting on a small chair bending over to wash clothes. The movement of bending over made his waist and abdomen very tight, and the muscles under the shirt were immediately exposed. The man seemed to have noticed something, and tilted his head to look in the direction of the hall. A teenager wearing his clothes is like a child stealing an adult's clothes to pretend to be mature. He couldn't help smiling, and said to Ji Huan, "Come here."

Ji Huan walked over obediently, watched the man wipe his hands and rolled up the sleeves of his trousers for him, tidying up a little, "It's a little big, next time I'll prepare some of my own clothes for you here."

"No, I will stay away from the Erha next door in the future." This kind of thing will never happen again.

Hoarding clothes is completely unnecessary here.

Feng Chi looked at him meaningfully, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, Ji Huan didn't give Ji Huan a chance to react, and lazily said while washing his clothes: "That Erha is quite obedient, and knows to send you to me. Ji Huan, why do I feel that the whole world knows you and me? Even the dogs know you're mine."

What should come will always come.

Ji Huan took a step back silently, and pretended to ask back: "Really? No."

Feng Chi didn't expose him, and smiled with his eyes closed, "Actually, I'm very happy."

"Why? Just because that stupid dog brought me to you?"

"You know it's not about this." Feng Chi licked his lips, pressed the tip of his tongue against his itchy canine teeth, and covered the darkness in his eyes, "Because, they all know that you are mine. Baby, you Don't you know how happy it is for a man to take the initiative to take an oath of sovereignty?"

"No, I don't know!" Ji Huan rolled his eyes around and stuck his neck, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I'll go in first."

After speaking, he ran away.

Seeing Feng Chi's expression just now made Ji Huan's goosebumps rise, and his intuition told him that the man at the moment was extremely dangerous. Perhaps Feng Chi's next sentence would be: Since we are so happy, I think we need to celebrate.

Oh hoo, who doesn't know the way to celebrate

It is more practical to run quickly.

Ji Huan ran fast, Feng Chi was not angry, he washed and hung up his clothes slowly, tidied up the stone well, and then walked slowly into the hall.

Zheng family.

When Zheng Guan was the head of the Haishi branch, he bought a villa in Haishi for Zheng Jie. The villa is on the hill. Although the location is a bit remote, the scenery is excellent. Looking down from the window, you can see all the scenery at a glance. Zheng Kui was leaning against the window, and a man in black was sitting on the sofa.

The man raised his head, revealing an ordinary face. Put this face in the crowd and forget it at a glance, and you can't find anyone when you look back.

But if Lu Mingou was at the scene, he would definitely find that this person was the man who suddenly appeared in Xiaozhuang Town.

Wu Hao frowned and said: "They have already found me. But I don't know why they haven't touched me."

Wu Hao's recent days have not been very good. After knowing that he was being watched by the Demon Management Bureau, he trembled in everything he did, for fear that someone from the Demon Management Bureau would suddenly appear in front of him and take him away. Wu Hao also had some self-knowledge, knowing that if the Demon Management Bureau wanted to take him away, they would never give him a chance to refuse.

And he has no right or ability to refuse.

Knowing that others have already discovered him, but he has not acted for a long time, which really tests Wu Hao's mentality. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he appeared here.

Compared to Wu Hao's nervousness, Zheng Kui looked very calm. He glanced at the man lightly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "You know they're after you, but you still come here? Are you afraid that others won't know that I'm with you?"

Wu Hao's body froze suddenly, and he lowered his eyes in a panic, with anxiety flickering in his eyes.

Of course he does. It's because I knew it that I appeared here on purpose. Most of the things he did came from Zheng Kui's instructions, but now that he was investigated by the Demon Control Bureau, he might die in the next second. At this time, Zheng Kui was able to pick himself clean. In order to prevent Zheng Kui from throwing him out as an abandoned son, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to Zheng Kui.

He was telling the people of the Demon Management Bureau in a secret way: You see, I know Zheng Kui, maybe what I do has nothing to do with Zheng Kui.

At the same time, he is also telling Zheng Kui: Don't forget to think about throwing me away and dying alone. We are grasshoppers on a rope, my death is your death. If you want to live, you have to save me.

Zheng Kui knew what was going on in his heart, but he didn't care, he pulled his lips to see him laughing in his heart, but he said decent words, "Don't worry, I, Zheng Kui, can't be so sinister. Since you Crow Clan chose to serve us at the beginning, of course I will protect you."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"How to do it?" Zheng Mo pulled a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "You will know right away. By the way, this wine tastes good, right?"

The moment the words fell, Wu Hao's body stiffened suddenly. He stared at the wine glass with staring eyes, the scarlet liquid looked extremely alluring, but also a bit weird. Everything in front of him became blurred at some point, his eyes were sore, and his ears were buzzing. In a panic, he heard Zheng Kui make a phone call.

"Hello, is it the Demon Control Bureau? I want to report the crime."