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Ji Huan couldn't help blinking as Feng Chi stood at the table without frowning.

Was it because he was too dirty to roll in the milk tea, so he didn't pick him up? Ji Huan thought for a few seconds, and felt that Yi Fengchi's clean taste was really possible.

Come on, don't pick up if you don't pick up, it's no big deal.

It wouldn't be a problem if he could make him drink milk tea for three months. To save him, he wanted to stare at him every time he saw Zhuo Guang coming back from the tea shop.

Ji Huan closed his eyes and enjoyed for a minute. Hearing the sound in his ear, he opened his eyes and glanced at Fengchi there. Feng Chi apparently did not intend to give up the small mirror. After all, thirty sets of "new clothes" had not been delivered yet. He reached out and carefully twisted the long pink rabbit ears and picked up the small mirror.

Probably because the mirror cover sucked a lot of milk tea, the weight in the hand has become different.

Feng Chi: "Heavy."

Ji Huan's relaxed expression suddenly stiffened, and he reached out and touched his belly subconsciously. Isn't it right? How much did you drink and get fat?

He raised his eyes suspiciously, a wet rabbit ear slumped down on his head and pressed against his cheek.

Ji Huan: "..."

It is said that although I had a great drink, my body was soaked with milk tea, and even the silky clothes on my hair were full of fragrant smell. Ji Huan began to expect Feng Chi to take a shower for him, and it would be better to blow him dry with a hair dryer.

It doesn't have to be aired.

Facts have proved that although Feng Chi occasionally has a stronger taste, he still knows Ji Huan very well. Carrying the rabbit ears in one hand and carrying the mirror out, carrying the washbasin in the other. The washbasin with half of the milk tea left was like a small thing in his hand, so it didn't take much effort.

Zhuo Guang shrank in the corner and watched Feng Chi push out the door. His eyes fell quietly on the small mirror, feeling that he was too wronged. He really doubted that the mirror was touching the porcelain. After all, it wouldn't be unknown if they would move them by themselves. It's a pity that their boss gave the mirror a lot of favors. Even if it is a mirror problem, their boss will not admit it.

Song Shujing originally had a low hair message because she had been in contact with the branch of Linshi Demon Administration Bureau recently because of the problem. After hearing the sound of ‘tickling’ of a drop of water falling on the ground, she raised her head subconsciously and saw Feng Chi.

The small mirror that Feng Chi held in his hand was swaying in the air, and a rabbit ear dripping down was still dripping with caramel-colored milk tea. Song Shujing only froze for a second, then broke out.

"I'm fucking! What's going on! Who the **** dare to do this to me!"

Feng paused for a moment, and then took the rabbit ear's hand to Zhuo Guang in the corner. "He scratched the rabbit ear with his hand, and the mirror fell into the basin."

"Drop into the basin? Zhuo Guang, you **** take six cups of tea with only 84 teas to make my thirty-two mirror set ?! You roll over for my mother !!"

Feng Chi glanced at Zhuo Guang, who was completely stunned. He bowed his head and coughed. He left the hall calmly and went to the courtyard as before. The houses on the old streets are basically equipped with yards, very ordinary cement floors, and faucets followed by rubber hoses.

Feng Chi had just walked to the yard, and behind him came hysterical screams and begs for mercy: "I'm wrong, Sister Song! Sister Song, I'm wrong, I'm not intentional! How can I know that the mirror fart is a bit heavy The tug will fall off, woo woo, do n’t hold my ears! "

Ji Huan: "..."

Feng Chi closed the door, isolating the sound inside.

He first pours the wash basin filled with milk tea clean, and rinses it with water, before pouring water into it. The weather in early spring was still a bit cold, which was okay for a monster like Feng Chi, but he could also guess that if the water was flushed directly on the mirror, the little black dot might be whispering and cursing.

Little black dot's mouth, dare to say anything.

Feng Chi went to get some hot water again and mixed it in. After trying the temperature with his fingers, he felt that the temperature was almost the same, and he put the small mirror removed from the mirror cover into it. Unlike last time, this time Feng Chi will not be stupid enough to let the warm water drown him. Ji Huan's slimy body because of the whole milk tea narrowed his eyes comfortably when he touched the warm water.

Feng Chi glanced at him, a little funny. After letting the little mirror soak for a while, he carefully cleaned it up. Ji Huan had been served by Feng Chi once before. Although that kind of feeling made people uncomfortable, but ... it's just like getting used to it. He opened his arms very actively and muttered while enjoying: "Lighter, move aside. The hair of this toothbrush does not seem to be as soft as before. Remember to give a bad review."

The man looked down at the toothbrush he was holding.

At the end of the year, there are many monsters who can't figure out how to go crazy for performance. At that time, they will be very busy. It is not impossible for them to stay home for a week without going home. Therefore, the necessary daily necessities such as toothbrushes and towels are always present. However, the night spent in the Demon Management Bureau is not much at home, and the quality of these necessities is so-so.

Feng Chi shook his mind a bit: maybe next time I could prepare a better one.

Ji Huan is like an uncle throughout, just lying down and enjoying. Feng Chi brushed his body clean and washed it with warm water before pinching him into the demon administration. Ji Huan felt a little strange at the moment. His waist was held in Feng Chi's hands, and the heat on his waist and belly made people feel that his heart beat faster.

Feng Chi himself may not realize that after all, in Feng Chi's eyes, he is just holding a mirror at the moment. But it is different for Ji Huan. Ji Huan moved a little uncomfortably and impatiently, the movement was subtle, and most people couldn't find it at all.

Ji Huan didn't notice, however, the man holding his waist stopped, and quietly moved to change his posture.

He thought he was uncomfortable.

Feng Chi entered the hall with a small mirror, and took away Song Shujing's hair dryer. Song Shujing didn't look at Feng Chi at all, and pointed to the next position at will, and continued to teach her dare to use the 84-dollar milk tea to make her 320,000 mirror-clad jerk. Zhuo Guang quietly peeked at the passing Feng Chi from his fingertips, and their boss was really cold-hearted and only gave him a cold back. It seems to have forgotten who originally proposed the pit staff to take a bath with milk tea.

Zhuo Guang was still sighing, and in the blink of an eye he saw Feng Chi replaced in his fingertips.

He let go of his fingers stunned, and Song Shujing looked at him with a smile.

Zhuo Guang: "..."

With a soft new towel to dry the small mirror, Feng Chi quietly glanced at the small black spot. The towel can wipe off the water spots on the small black spots, but it can't dry the clothes, and can only be blown with a hairdryer.

Of course, if he can seal it, he is willing to change his suit.

How long have you worn these black pajamas ...

Feng Chi squeezed his eyebrows and opened a hot air, always paying attention to whether the hot air was too hot, and moved the hair dryer far away when it was hot. Hearing the little black dots humming, Feng Chi suddenly had the illusion that he was raising a baby.

Taking care of the small mirror properly, when Feng Chi returned to the yard, Zhuo Guang washes his ears with tears. When he looked up, he showed half of his side face scratched by his nails, and Feng Chi showed an inexpressible expression.

Looking again, Zhuo Guang still had a red swollen stamp on his forehead.

Feng Chi: "..."

Zhuo Guang pressed the rabbit ears into the water basin bitterly, shouted at his forehead, and shouted, "Boss, why do you say they squirrels want food ?! Even if they get up, how can they still be weapons use."

Song Shujing opened her mouth suddenly under the anxiety of corruption. Suddenly, countless nuts hit his forehead.

Poor Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing have worked together for so long, and have never seen such a scene.

Scared to death.

Feng Chi showed a sympathetic expression and patted his shoulder, whispering: "Wash it."

Zhuo Guang: "?"

My **** mother is so pitiful, would you just say "wash it"?

Zhuo Guang pointed at the door: "Go, find a mirror in your heart."

Feng Chi turned away faintly.

Zhuo Guang: "..." This man is really cruel!

At 3:20 in the afternoon, the gate of the Demon Administration Bureau was pushed open with a clatter, and someone hurried in and ran in. Zhuo Guang's forehead was akimbo with a red stamp on his head, expressionless: "Who are you doing?"

The person here is a young man in his twenties. The prototype is a blue cockatoo. In fact, Zhuo Guang knew him and knew that he was from the Haishi branch. However, thanks to Zheng Jia, Zhuo Guang couldn't afford to have any good feelings for the Haicheng Demon Administration Bureau branch.

The Blue Cockatoo didn't think too much, Zhuo Guang asked, and he replied, "I am an employee of the Haishi branch. At noon today, we suddenly found that the disaster was gone.

The misfortune is gone?

Song Shujing heard the words, her eyes flickered, and she seemed to want to start something. Immediately turned on the computer and brought out today's news.

[At 8:20 today, a fire broke out on the eighth floor of a department store in Haishi. The firefighters were in place quickly and the open fire was extinguished. 】

[At eleven o'clock, a fire broke out in the garbage dump in the south of the city of Haishi, and burned the sanitation workers. Now the sanitation workers are in good condition. 】

The catastrophe is like a dog, can spray flames, and is a famous beast.

When Song Shujing saw the news before, she didn't even think it was a beast.

The four monsters of the Demon Control Bureau swept the news, and Song Shujing hurriedly notified Feng Chi. The remaining Zhuo Guang asked the blue cockatoo for details. The Blue Cockatoo flew over from the sea with sweat, and thought that he could still beg for a glass of water when he arrived here. Unexpectedly, the employees of the demon control bureau were all careless, let alone water, even a good face He didn't give him one.

But he didn't dare to say much, because the maritime branch was ineffective in their care.

"It was only discovered at noon. After discovering that the disaster was missing, our employees in the branch went to find the disaster. Even our team leader's son went."

The leader's son.

Zheng Jia.

Zhuo Guang looked up at him blankly, "The latter sentence can be omitted, it has no substantive effect, and it sounds strange to listen."

Blue Cockatoo: "..."

Zhuo Guang: "Continue."

Blue Cockatoo: "But it still has something to do with our team leader's son."

Zhuo Guang: "Then hurry up, Lao Tzu's ears are blamed on gold and expensive, and I can't hear them for too long."

The Blue Cockatoo did n’t know whether Zhuo Guang was stinky or deliberately aimed at him. He could only say dryly and quickly opened his mouth to explain: “We got caught in the middle of the battle once, and it ’s near the dump. 'S monster helped, our team leader's son was injured and is still lying in the hospital. "

Zhuo Guang yelled, "Then your leader's son is quite wasteful."

The blue cockatoo shrunk his head, not daring to respond.

After Feng Chi came out, the news that Zhuo Guang would get immediately would be fully explained. Feng Chi frowned, "You two will follow me at nine o'clock, Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing stay here."

After all, Shi Jiu carried the blue cockatoo behind Feng Chi and walked away. Zhuo Guang made a noise and just wanted to keep up with something, he was strangled by Song Shujing behind him.

He turned back: "What are you doing."

Song Shujing released him, "What do you want to do?"

Zhuo Guang: "Of course we are going together. Did you hear that parrot? There are monsters beside the disaster fighting, what if the baby and Shiying can't beat them in any way? Anyway, it's okay to stay here -"

"Why is it okay?" Song Shujing interrupted him. "Why do you think the boss kept you here? You forgot the sparrow before?"

Zhuo Guang ’s head was stuck for a moment, but he also reacted quickly, slapping his thigh suddenly, "I understand, you and the boss are worried that if this is a tiger away from the mountain, when we are all gone, demon tube The bureau may be blown up head-on again. "

"also?"

Zhuo Guang coughed, "Exaggerated expression. A rhetoric commonly used in human language classes."

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's always good to be guarded." Song Shujing said, pushing open the door of Fengchi's office, squinting, the shelf on the table was empty, and the small mirror was already in his pocket. Taken away.

Song Shujing: "..."

I thought I could steal the little mirror while the boss was away.

It turned out she thought too much.

The author has something to say: Feng Chi: Bring your wife with you, otherwise your wife will be stolen, I am a ten thousand year old single dog QAQ