Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

Chapter 9

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The escaped Wu Wu was caught without any effort, and everyone in the Demon Management Bureau relaxed and relaxed. Zhuo Guang crossed his legs and ate melon seeds while watching Zhu Wu appear in the small restaurant next door early in the morning to help. From the window here, I can just see the movement of the small restaurant next door. Zhu Wu's face was still swollen, and Uncle Chen was taken aback when he saw him yesterday. Today was fine, Uncle Chen even brought some pancakes for Chu Wu.

Zhu Wu ate his mouth full of sauce.

Zhuo Guang shook his head: "Chen Bo is really kind, I still remember that he used to bring me pancakes and fruits."

With that said, the door was pushed open, and Feng Chi walked in. When Zhuo Guang saw him, his eyes lit up, and he raised his arms to say hello, "Boss! When I went to the night market with the milk tea shop lady yesterday, I bought something for my sister-in-law, and I put it on your desk! "

sister in law

Song Shujing and the others looked this way in unison. Song Shujing swallowed a piece of nuts, her face full of astonishment, "Boss, when did you find a partner? What does my sister-in-law look like? Is it good-looking? What kind of monster? How old is she? Where does she live? What does she do? How about we use our privileges to abduct her into our Bureau of Demon Control? Oh, finally a girl has come to keep me company!"

Shi Jiu Shiying also stared at Feng Chi curiously.

Even a certain small mirror hidden in Feng Chi's pocket quietly pulled his pocket and poked his head out, muttering softly: "What did you do behind my back last night? Didn't you sleep all the time? Got someone?"

Feng Chi: "..."

Feng Chi's eyes fell on Zhuo Guang, and he said two words word by word: "Sister-in-law?"

Zhuo Guang nodded without any panic, "Boss, you'll know when you go in and have a look."

Feng Chi stepped up his steps, and entered the office in two steps in three steps. He can guarantee that if he sees something hot-eyed inside, he will definitely hang Zhuo Guang up and beat him.

Push open the door, and sweep the entire office around at first glance.

First of all, there is no such thing as a sister-in-law.

Then, Feng Chi walked to the desk. There was a cute little pocket on the tidy table, Feng Chi hesitantly twisted his fingers to open the pocket, and took out an object.

Pink and white lace trim…

Feng Chi frowned and picked up the lace hem. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what it was. Confused, a head stuck out from the doorway, Zhuo Guang chuckled, "Boss, is this mirror cover good? Just put my sister-in-law in it to make sure it looks good."

After the words fell, Zhuo Guang's head was pressed down by Song Shujing behind him, "Fuck, this is the sister-in-law you talked about? A mirror?!"

Zhuo Guang was pressed down by the super strong Song Shujing, his face was stuck to the ground, and he explained vaguely: "Why is she not a sister-in-law? When have you ever seen the boss care so much about who and what... It's all in 2020 Now, you have to open up to be a demon!"

As Zhuo Guang was talking, he found a pair of leather shoes in front of him. He had seen them before and they were very familiar.

on their eldest feet.

Zhuo Guang, who was still babbling and thinking that he was a great man speaking the truth, suddenly swallowed and became nervous. Immediately afterwards, he saw that pair of leather shoes kicking him. It seemed useless, and he kicked him dozens of centimeters away.

"Snapped-"

The office door slammed shut.

Zhuo Guang: "..."

He was kicked away by their boss...

After closing the door, Feng Chi returned to the desk, took out the small pocket again, and took out two more cases, but this time they were not hollow or lace, but knitted, a bit like a phone case.

He continued digging blankly—

There are also a few small stickers inside.

Feng Chi glanced at the small mirror on the shelf. The little black spot stared at those mirror covers with complicated eyes, and said to himself: "Then fan... Feng Chi won't really put them on for me, right? It's embarrassing to take out your hands after putting them on, don't Alright..."

Feng Chi: "..." Suddenly, my hands felt itchy.

He sat on the chair, coughed dryly, picked up the lace-rimmed mirror case, and then the small mirror, and began to change clothes inhumanely under Ji Huan's shocked and astonished eyes.

There is one thing to say, Zhuo Guang's eyes are really good, the lace mirror cover is just right with the small mirror, and the originally very ordinary mirror instantly becomes pink, tender, tender and cute. Feng Chi stretched out his hand and grabbed the lace edge, then quietly glanced at the little black spot.

The little black spot sat cross-legged, expressionless.

Probably the whole lace mirror cover couldn't fit all over him, so it only covered his head.

Ji Huan raised his eyes like he was rolling his eyes, trying to look at his own head.

He reached out and touched the lace that covered his head, deeply feeling that his handsome and handsome image over the years was completely ruined at this moment.

He really wanted to reach out and tear the lace hem off, but... it was too high-profile to tear it off in front of Feng Chi, maybe he would be thrown out by Feng Chi as some kind of monster. He puffed up his face and held his breath.

The aggrieved and pitiful look fell into Feng Chi's eyes, and it turned out to be a little cute.

Feng Chi lowered his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Ji Huan: "..."

Oh shit! ! ! What's the matter with this man! ! !

Guo Sheng, who had been working all morning, walked into Feng Chi's office, sweating profusely. He was helping out at the teahouse next door. There were a lot of people in the teahouse on the old street, especially in the morning, middle-aged and elderly people who were about the same age especially liked to drink tea and chat. Guo Sheng has been busy all morning, how many times he wanted to turn around and leave, but when he thought of Feng Chi's expressionless face, he became numb.

He Guo Sheng, a team leader of the Demon Control Bureau, is also very powerful for this kind of role.

Guo Sheng was paralyzed on the sofa, with the water that Song Shujing brought over just now in hand, he took a sip suddenly, smacked his lips and was about to complain, when he turned his head and saw a rather unbelievable scene.

What is that pink lace border on Feng Chi's table

Guo Sheng swallowed in shock, and asked uncertainly: "Feng Chi, your mirror..."

Mirror Benjing Ji Huan put his hands on his hips expressionlessly.

The lace mirror case on the head is so cute that people can't wait to rua him twice.

Feng Chi glanced at the little black dot, took a quick look at the unlovable resentment on the other's face, and asked Guo Sheng in a flat tone: "Isn't it good-looking?"

Guo Sheng: "... good, good looking."

Guo Sheng cleaned up the remaining water in the water glass in one gulp, and ran out like shit. The door of the office slammed shut, and he couldn't care less. He just rushed in front of Zhuo Guang and the others, his face full of horror, "Friends, has your boss been possessed by a ghost?"

Zhuo Guang was gnawing chicken feet with pickled peppers, and he spat out a chicken bone with a calm expression. He tilted his head: "What's the matter?"

Guo Sheng tugged at him, "Your boss made a lace suit for a mirror! Did he take the wrong medicine? Or is he really a ghost? Damn, is Feng Chi like this? Feng Chi's aesthetic is lace? ! Or pink lace?!"

Zhuo Guang was almost stuck to death by the chicken paw.

He coughed countless times and rolled his eyes. Song Shujing stretched out a hand and slapped him hard on the back, the chicken bone was finally coughed out. But Zhuo Guang didn't have time to pay attention to the chicken bone that almost stuck him to death, all his attention was on Guo Sheng's words.

"You just said that there is a fan lace on the mirror?"

Guo Sheng nodded wildly.

Zhuo Guang had to slap his thigh, "Brothers and sisters, have you seen it! The boss is such a boring man! He kicked me away before, but now he puts pink lace on my sister-in-law!"

Song Shujing: "..."

The Shi family brothers: "..."

The corner of Song Shujing's mouth twitched twice, still a little disbelieving, "Group Leader Guo, are you sure you don't have glaucoma and cataracts when you're older?"

Guo Sheng: "My eyesight is 5.0."

Song Shujing: "..."

A group of people looked at each other, Zhuo Guang covered his mouth and laughed 'puff puff', so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Look, he still knows the boss best in the entire Demon Control Bureau!

When Feng Chi walked out of the office, he was greeted by the meaningful eyes of five people. He froze for a moment, then glanced at Guo Sheng, "Why are you still here after two o'clock in the afternoon? Is there nothing to do in the teahouse?"

Guo Sheng suppressed a smile: "Uncle Li said that I worked hard this morning, so he gave me an afternoon off."

Feng Chi: "Then you go and help Uncle Chen."

Guo Sheng: "..."

Seeing that Guo Sheng was silent, Feng Chi raised his eyes to look at him, "What?"

Guo Sheng held back for a while but still didn't hold back, "Just change your wife's clothes properly, don't bother me! What if my sister-in-law gets jealous!"

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan, who was brutally persecuted: "..."

Feng Chi's hands were a little itchy, and he stared at Guo Sheng for a minute. Guo Sheng opened his mouth and showed an awkward smile, "Then, then I'll help Uncle Li first. You...you continue!"

After speaking, he ran away like a rabbit, and the door was knocked and shook twice before closing.

Feng Chi looked at Zhuo Guang again.

Zhuo Guang scratched his head with one hand and covered his eyes with the other: "Oh, I don't feel well. I'm going to drink a cup of milk tea to recuperate."

also ran away.

Song Shujing smiled at Feng Chi with her innocent eyes, and turned around silently with her arms around the Shi brothers. After thinking about it, he turned back, with a serious face: "Boss, in fact, the dress-up game is really fun."

Feng Chi hesitated for two seconds, then hummed.

Song Shujing: "...cough."

Feng Chi: "Does a certain treasure have everything?"

Song Shujing snorted, "Yes, there must be general things."

Feng Chi responded, turned around and went in again.

He pinched the lace edge of the small mirror and put the small mirror in front of the phone, then switched the phone page to the product page of a certain treasure, entered a few keywords in the search box, and a bunch of mirror cases came out.

Ji Huan: "..."

Feng Chi seemed to be talking to himself: "One set a day, buy thirty sets first."

Ji Huan: "..."

After Feng Chi finished speaking, he looked up at the small mirror. On the surface, he seemed to be measuring the size of the mirror, but he was actually paying attention to the little black spot on the lace edge of the headgear. The little black spot's face was darkened, and he kept muttering in his mouth.

"It turns out that Feng Chi, you are boring."

"It's too much, how can you do this to me! How can boys wear lace!"

"Hey - what is this big red one with a "囍" character? It's so ugly..."

After speaking, Ji Huan saw Feng Chi click on the big red mirror cover with the word "囍" and add it to the shopping cart.

Ji Huan: "..."

He folded his arms expressionlessly and glanced at Feng Chi suspiciously. Feng Chi pursed his lips slightly, his expression was very calm. Just by looking at it, he could never tell how dirty this man's mind was!

Not to mention asking him to wear lace, but he still wants to wear the word "囍"!

Ji Huan bit his lip and tui.

Feng Chi said he would buy enough clothes for thirty days, so he did what he said. Add all the good-looking, strange, and mirror sets that Ji Huan complained about to the shopping cart, and pay immediately, as if you are afraid that you will regret it.

Actually, Feng Chi was also embarrassed.

He coughed dryly and picked up the mirror. The little black spot turned its back to him, holding its chin and muttering curses.

"Bastard, boring, coquettish, stinky shameless. Returning my wife... I'm afraid I will be single for the rest of my life if I dare to treat my wife like this!"

The author has something to say: The dress-up arrangement is on!

Today is the little lace mirror!