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Feng Chi stood outside the door and calculated the time. He felt that Ji Huan should be ready, so he pushed open the door and went into the bedroom. He first glanced at the position of the small mirror, lying on the window sill as he had left. Immediately after that, Feng Chi's eyes turned around in the bedroom.

The sugar box on the table is quite empty.

All the pillows on the sofa went together.

The door of the closet touched tightly.

It doesn't look like he looked when he left. Feng Chi rubbed his eyebrows, a little funny. People with a bigger heart may not find it. But instead of him ... he knew that there was no **** in the house.

Feng Chi walked to the closet and took home clothes. At home, he usually wears less serious and serious, but still mainly comfortable. However, when he opened the closet door and looked at the empty, shaking hanger, he fell silent.

His eyes swept from left to right, counting the number of shirts in his heart, and finally he could confirm-one less.

Thinking of the tightly closed wardrobe door again, Feng Chi vaguely guessed what.

Feng Quitly took out his home uniform and put it on his back against the window sill. He didn't notice that the small mirror on the window sill stood up quietly, staring at his back with eyes, and then quietly looked aside. Seems to want to look at his expression across his body. Ji Huan didn't know if Feng Chi found anything strange in the closet ... But if Feng Chi's expression was calm, shouldn't he?

He scratched his chin, a little nervous.

Ji Huan also wanted to take a closer look. As a result, he lay down immediately on the side of Feng Chi's body. He responded quickly, so tense that his toes were straight.

Feng Chi threw the shirt he changed into a bamboo basket on the side, walked to the window and picked up the small mirror and glanced at it. I do n’t know if it ’s embarrassing or embarrassing. Ji Huan silently stuffed the man ’s white shirt back, hoping to use his body to block the clothes. Then for a few seconds, he pouted again: "He can't see again."

So, Ji Huan shook his shirt deliberately in front of Feng Chi. After shaking twice, he was shocked: "It's so big."

Feng Chi: "..."

Take away other people's clothes and think they are too big?

Is this little black spot a lesson?

Feng Chi finally realized a little when he put the small mirror on the side sofa. He remembered that the previous small mirror could only be moved twice, but he did not expect to be able to take things from the outside now? If this is the case, feeding seems a lot easier. If the little mirror wants to drink milk tea, just let him take it in and drink it, instead of swimming in the milk tea pot like last time.

Feng Chishou's fingers unwittingly rubbed the small mirror, and began to think about what method would be used to make the small mirror silently take his feeding without being discovered.

In order not to frighten the snake, he really paid a lot.

Feng Chi gave Zheng Guan two days later, and he arrived. On the morning of the same day, Zheng Guan sweated in the hall of the demon administration. Wearing a black suit and tie, Zheng Guan looks like a successful man among humans. It is a pity that this successful person was not very popular in the demon control board. Song Shujing took a small mirror and looked at her face from left to right, kicking the baby's table again later, "Brother, how about helping the sister see the red number? The new one, so it doesn't look good?"

Shi Ying was a single hydra, and she didn't really understand the lipstick. But this does not prevent him from pretending to be pretending. He looked at it for a while and nodded, "It looks good, our sister Song looks good, and everything painted is beautiful."

Zhuo Guang laughed when he heard the words. He patted the baby's shoulder while holding his chin. "Hey, can you see the difference between her lipstick today and yesterday?"

Shi Ying: "It looks better today."

Zhuo Guang: "..."

Song Shujing chuckled: "Look at others, then look at you."

Zheng Guan stood alone, surrounded by the joke of the staff of the demon control bureau, and he seemed extremely helpless and confused. He stretched his neck and looked at the teenager sitting on the sofa, then shrank back silently.

Shi Jiu looked at his young age, but it was extremely uncomfortable. During these two days, Jiu Ji followed him almost indistinguishably, as long as he relaxed, Shi Jiu's cold voice appeared like a magic sound around his ears. A few times down, Zheng Guan dared not to say anything. Now that two days have passed, he really doesn't want to be involved with Shi Jiu a little bit.

Zheng Guan can only tentatively ask the only female employee of the demon control bureau, "Miss Song, when will he come to the end?"

Song Shujing's hand holding the makeup mirror paused, but there was no slight surprise on her face. It has long been known that Zheng Guan can't stand it for too long, can't I bear it? Song Shujing's hand movements remained unchanged, and his tone was slow. "I don't know this. Team Leader Zheng also knows that our demon control bureau has a staff of ten, and their work ability is extremely strong. Under normal circumstances, no boss is required to take action. When our boss comes to work depends on the mood. "

Zheng Guanwen sang in his heart.

Who doesn't know that Feng Chi is a workaholic and is too disciplined. Even if there is nothing normally, he will appear in the demon control board on time. For many years, this habit has not changed. In the past, when the heads of their branches in several cities gathered together to drink alcohol, they still felt the habit of Feng Chi.

This group of demons is intentional!

Zheng Guan touched the nail here in Song Shujing, holding his breath in his heart, squeezing his mouth tightly and not talking. He is also a group leader anyway. Song Shujing's employees of the demon control bureau really don't count!

Time passed by one minute and one second, Zheng Guan looked down at his watch. The hour hand above has been quietly pointed at ten, but Feng Chi has not yet arrived. Zhuo Guang held a milk tea straw in his mouth, and his eyes fell on Zheng Guan's diamond-set watch. He smiled: "Leader Zheng, don't worry. Whatever your mentality is today, don't panic, ah."

Zheng Guan's eyes twitched.

Zhuo Guang is cursing him! He said he was not in a hurry when he dealt with important matters, and now he should not be in a hurry. He took a hard breath and tried hard to calm his mind.

Finally, while Zheng Guan had just exhaled in one breath, the gate of the Demon Management Bureau was pushed open from the outside.

Zheng Guan swears that he never felt that Feng Chi was so pleasing to the eye.

After all, the atmosphere of yin and yang in the demon management board is really uncomfortable.

Feng was not late for intentions. It's just that he didn't see the small mirror when he closed the window this morning. After guessing that the small mirror also needs to practice, he put the small mirror on the window sill every night. After not paying attention to the mirror this morning, he thought that the little mirror had gone somewhere else in the middle of the night. As a result, I heard bang when I closed the window. Something hit the ground outside.

Feng Chi's mood at that time was extremely complicated.

At that moment, he had only one idea: Fortunately, he lived in an independent small villa. If he lived in an apartment on the tens of floors, he would fall at this height. Not to mention broken, he could n’t even find the body of the small mirror To.

Feng Chi did not dare to delay, immediately turned over the window and picked up a small mirror.

Ji Huan slept soundly. Last night was fifteen. The moon was big and round. He might be bathed in the moonlight like a baby lying in amniotic fluid, warm and comfortable. It's morning, and the sun here rises early, and the morning sun falls on the body as well. Ji Huan doesn't want to open his eyes at all.

until--

His body hit the ground so hard that his bones almost shattered. Ji Huan lay on his back with his head on his back, staring directly at the sun above his head. He was confused for a while before he guessed Feng Chi's development after he turned over the window.

He hummed over his waist and arms. Although there were no wounds on his body, some areas were rubbed red. Ji Huan suffocated without pain, and his eyes turned red.

This scene fell into Feng Chi's eyes, as if the guilt had drowned Feng Chi.

One said, this is really sorry for the little mirror. The mirror was originally a fragile product, and the small black dots in it looked fine and tender, and very thin. It must be really painful to hit it.

Feng Chi quickly picked up the small mirror, took him lightly to the room, wiped the mirror with a wet tissue, and wiped the dust off the small mirror one by one.

Ji Huan was still very unhappy, and at the sight of Feng Chi's cautious look when he curled his eyebrows, the air was blown away again.

Blame him too. I slept comfortably last night just like before I was wearing a book. I thought there was a 1.8-meter bed underneath, rolling over and over there.

No more next time.

Feng Chi looked at the little black dot whispering quietly on his arm, his heart softened. He struggled with it for a long time, but he was not able to say the sentence "Where are you still hurting, you can tell me".

After spending a lot of time at home, Feng Chi wanted to compensate for the small mirror, and bought a lot of sweets in the pocket of the small mirror on the way to the Demon Authority. Ji Huan just thought he was going to bring several employees of the demon control bureau, so he stole two strawberry flavored toffees.

After eating, smash your mouth, quietly write down the name of the candy store. Judging from his current cultivation situation, the time to return to the man who is going out of the mirror should soon come. Then he will do what he wants.

Sitting in Feng Chi's coat pocket and swaying all the way to the demon control board, he opened the door and heard a very pleasant ‘closure’. Ji Huan remembered this voice, Zheng Guan, the leader of the maritime branch.

Hey, why not dismount.

Feng Chi's eyes turned around in the demon control bureau, Zhuo Guang smiled and squeezed his eyes at him, with a bad look on his face. Feng Chi and Zhuo Guang and others have known each other for so many years, and at first glance at Zhuo Guang's expression, he can roughly guess why Zheng Guan's expression is so unreasonable.

He glanced at Zheng Guan, "Come in with me. Shi Jiu you come too."

Shijiu got up from the sofa without saying a word, and smiled when passing by Zheng Guan: "Leader Zheng, let's go. Some things you forgot can be conveyed on my behalf. My memory is particularly good.

Zheng Guan: "..."

When the three of them entered the office, Shi Ying couldn't help but sit at the door of Fengchi's office and said silently to Song Shujing and Zhuo Guang: "I would like to hear the opinions of those monsters in the city on Zheng Guan There is no rest for three days and three nights. "

Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing stared at each other, and the two immediately appeared at the entrance of the office.

The three men clung to the door, slowing their breathing.

Inside the door, if Feng Chi's eyes swept through the door indiscriminately, regardless of the behavior of his employees, his voice was cold: "Let's talk about the old lady's grandson first. Did anyone find it?"

Zheng Guan nodded quickly, "I found it."

Feng Chi looked at him, "What the **** is going on, just listen."

Zheng Guan showed an embarrassed smile. Although he knew that most of it was his responsibility, he did not dare to waste time. "The old lady and his grandson were lost in the amusement park. He was abducted by several human beings. Human police, brought the child back. "

Feng Chi raised his eyes and glanced at Shijiu, and Shijiu did not speak. Feng Chibian did not continue to say anything about this matter. He held out his hand, "Leave the report here and you can go."

Zheng Guan's arms hold the opinions and suggestions left by so many monsters in the sea market, which was requested by Feng Chi two days ago.

Zheng Guanba had no choice but to let him go quickly, and after saying "By farewell", he ran away immediately. When I opened the door, I bumped into three eavesdropping employees. After his face stiffened for a moment, he said nothing.

Zhuo Guang tweeted: "Zheng Guan is much better than I thought. How could his son not look like him at all."

Song Shujing drank milk tea and took a sip of pearls, "Like mom."

Talking, the three also entered the office.

When they heard it, they said, "Boss, I think the old lady and grandson are not that simple."

Feng Chi nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Time nine: "When we found the old lady's grandson, his grandson looked dumb and silly. I checked his body. His mental abilities were damaged, which is not something humans can do."

Zhuo Guang blinked, "What are we doing?"

He had heard from Shi Ying's mouth about the loss of the old lady and grandson, and he still knew the rough course of the incident. Now when listening to Shi Jiu's words, he spoke.

Shi Jiuing yelled, "It should be. So I think this is not that simple. Perhaps, the monster who actually abducted the raccoon cat heard the wind, just in case the raccoon cat was thrown to humans. Of human traffickers. "

Feng Chi stood up and walked to the window. Looking out from here, he could still see Zheng Guan's back. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "You will go to the human police to check it out. Let the police conduct a trial of the few traffickers."

Of course Shi Jiu did not refuse.

When Jiu turned around and left to plan to communicate with the human police, Zhuo Guang gathered in front of Feng Chi, his eyes lit up, "Boss, why did you come to work so late today? The fun with my sister-in-law did not play last night Enough, continued this morning? "

Feng Chi: "..."

Song Shujing: "..."

Shi Ying: "..."

Song Shujing didn't understand the meaning of Zhuo Guang very much. After looking at the baby with twitching corners of his eyes, he immediately took the baby to go to make up lessons outside. In the office, only Feng Chi and Zhuo Guang left.

Zhuo Guang didn't even notice the danger. He continued to ask: "I thought about it last night. I really didn't want to understand what the boss and your sister-in-law can have. What should you tell me?"

Feng Chi snorted, "Are you so busy all day long?"

Zhuo Guang: "It really does not matter."

Feng Chi nodded: "Instead of going to the next door to help, I will rest today and you will work."

Zhuo Guang: "... Not the boss, I asked casually, how can you do this to me!"

"Ask casually. Interesting? I think it's beautiful." Feng Chi crossed him blankly and entered the yard. The sun is just right in the yard, and there is also a recliner. Feng Chi then put the small mirror to the side and sat on the recliner to read the report.

He knew that the little mirror liked the sun.

Ji Huan was next to Feng Chi, his nose twitching a little, he could almost smell the faint fragrance of shower gel on the man. He lay on his deck chair and narrowed his eyes. It didn't take long for the sun to grow, and Ji Huan cleverly covered the soft and slippery white shirt on his head.

After more than an hour, Feng Chi finished reading the content of the report. Looking back, Ji Huan held his white shirt and slept a little belly. He rolled over, and the small mirror moved slightly out. Turning over again, seeing the mirror would repeat the same mistakes and fall to the ground again, Feng Chi quickly reached out to catch the small mirror that fell.

The feeling of hitting your hand and hitting the ground are completely different. Ji Huan just opened his eyes confusedly and closed to continue to sleep, and rubbed his shirt.

Feng Chi looked at his movements, wondering what he thought, and suddenly his ears turned red.

Not far away, Shi Ying squatted on the threshold of the hall, holding her chin in both hands, and silently sighed:

Ah, how do you feel the sweet smell in the air!

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