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Feng Chi's shirt was a bit big for Ji Huan. The shirt hung loosely on his body. The button to the top also exposed a large collarbone. Ji Huan turned over and his clothes were crushed. It seemed to make him a little uncomfortable. Twisted his eyebrows to unbutton his dream, and rubbed twice to continue to sleep.

Feng Chi ... Feng Chi turned his head silently and stopped looking at the little pig.

In fact, it should be considered a goblin now.

He pinched his brow and turned to go to the kitchen. In his spare time, he occasionally cooks at home, but recently he has been a bit busy. When he opened the refrigerator, he noticed that there were only two eggs left. Feng Chi made a phone call to the employees of the nearby supermarket. After hearing the request, the other party immediately replied: "Okay, I will deliver it to you in half an hour."

Feng Chiying had to hang up the phone, but somehow thought of the little pig in the mirror.

"Then I'll hang up the phone first. Mr. Feng will see you later."

"Wait a minute," Feng Chi said. "Send some more strawberries here. The best."

"Ok."

Half an hour later, the employees of the supermarket arrived outside the door of Fengchi Villa on time and took the box handed over by the employee. He heard the employee smile and said, "Mr. Feng, this strawberry was delivered here in the suburban greenhouse this morning. , Big and sweet. "

"Thank you."

After closing the door, first wash the strawberries and put them next to the small mirror. Feng Chi then returned to the kitchen to cook.

When Ji Huan woke up, the surrounding area was full of delicious food. The scent made people drool, and he quietly propped himself up, and saw Feng Chi in and out of the living room and kitchen with a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs in his hand. So, while Feng Chi entered the kitchen again, Ji Huan quickly looked at the dishes on the table.

Two dishes and one soup, sweet and sour pork ribs, vinegar slip cabbage and seaweed egg soup. Especially homely, and the amount is not large, it looks particularly delicious. Ji Huan snorted, and didn't expect Feng Chi to be at home and cook, so he was a good man.

Ji Huan sat cross-legged, holding his chin and looking at the left and right, and accidentally found a large box of strawberries on his right.

Ji Huan: "..."

He glanced down at his stomach and still couldn't hold it back. He secretly took one and tasted it. It was as delicious, sweet and watery as the strawberry he had eaten at the Haishi Cake Shop. But it was delicious, and Ji Huan ate one. I have eaten a lot of food late in the past two days, and I will continue to eat it regardless of what I eat.

Feng Chi noticed that the little black spot woke up and deliberately painted in the kitchen, but what he did not expect was that when he came out, the dishes on the table and a box of strawberries hardly moved. Little black dot ... don't like to eat?

Feng Chi remembered this in his heart. When he finished eating slowly and put down his chopsticks, Ji Huan finally said: "The food is very clean. Fortunately, I did not eat it, otherwise he would not be full."

Feng Chi: "..."

You can't see that you are quite intimate.

But Feng Chi basically knew what he was going to do in the future, and burned a little more, so that the little black dot could see: I could not finish eating so much, so hurry and help me eat a part.

Then ... Let the supermarket send three or four pounds of fish tomorrow.

The night came, and the bedroom was quiet. Ji Huan, who stayed in the living room, could not see the situation in the bedroom, but he was also calm. Feng Chi went to bed, he was still a little more relaxed here alone, without always worrying about being discovered by Feng Chi. The strawberry on the right hand side was the same as before. Feng Chi only ate two after the meal and wrinkled his eyebrows away.

Judging from the expression of Feng Chi, it should be that the strawberry does not suit his appetite, and the strawberry is not tasty.

Ji Huan thinks this may be the difference between man and monster. Ordinary people, he thinks that this strawberry is much more delicious than what he used to eat in foreign air transportation.

Thinking, threw two more into his mouth.

More than two o'clock in the morning, Ji Huan hummed up, clutching his stomach. Maybe he was eating too much cold food and snacks, and his stomach hurt. Ji Huan occasionally had a stomachache before wearing a book. At that time, he drank some hot water, took a medicine, and then lay down on the bed. After waking up, he didn't fart. He hugged the edge of the table slowly, and the swollen little mirror seemed to fall down in the next second but hung to death.

At this time, if the small mirror can reach out with one foot, it must be on tiptoe with small feet.

Ji Huan quietly turned his head to look at the sofa under his eyes, let go of his teeth with a clenched tooth, his body leaped hard, and fell on the sofa and was bounced. But this is not a hindrance, the voice is not loud, and it will not disturb Feng Chi who is resting. Ji Huan slowed down to the kitchen, and the small mirror jumped a little above the floor, and then quickly fell. The short road was nearly three minutes by him. By the kitchen, Ji Huan was already sweating.

Entering the kitchen, he stretched out his hand and dragged the cupboard upward slowly, and the more he moved, the more inexcusable he was. Ji Huan couldn't figure it out, obviously he is still a sick man, how come he started rock climbing.

Ji Huan rolled his eyes and finally turned to the counter. The kettle is on one side, with some hot water inside. Ji Huan took the boss's strength to make the kettle horizontal, and worried that he was not strong enough to hit the kettle and could only use the mirror against the kettle. Poured half a glass of water, and after holding it, slowly slid down.

The sound was not loud, but the people in the bedroom heard clearly.

Immediately thereafter, Feng Chi heard that the bedroom door was gently pushed open. Feng Chi happened to be sleeping on his side at this moment, his face facing the direction of the door. He opened his eyes, and in the night, he clearly saw with his eyesight that a small mirror was actually crawling on the ground, and it looked like a turtle. Although the action was slow and funny, but ... there was really no sound.

Under Feng Chi's gaze, Ji Huan climbed to the edge of the bed, pulled a piece of bed sheet onto Feng Chi's bed, and climbed into the corner again, quietly reaching out and pulling Feng Chi's corner quilt. The quilt pulled in by him was a small triangle, but it just covered the part under his stomach. Ji Huan squinted his eyes and slept through the soft quilt, rubbing his stomach with some pain.

Feng Chi: "..."

If an ordinary person sees the situation in front of him, most of them will be scared to a sudden cardiac arrest. Most of the quilt was still outside, but one corner fell into the mirror, as if the quilt grew out of the mirror.

But ... Although Feng Chi knows that Little Black Dot likes to stuff things in his arms while sleeping. But he wouldn't run into his bed to stuff the quilt. Recalling the slight movement he just heard, Feng Chi frowned and opened his eyes before falling asleep.

The little black dot didn't sleep well, and sometimes murmured twice, screaming for a stomachache. The voice was very low and the speech was ambiguous. Feng Chi took a lot of effort to understand. For a time, why did the small mirror run to the kitchen and why he ran into his bed and secretly grabbed his quilt.

Feng Chi thought, the little black dot body, it was estimated that it took a lot of effort to climb the counter, not to mention pouring water. Perhaps, a water dispenser should be installed at home, when the small mirror sits on the hot water button, there will be hot water.

The more I think, the more I feel that my ideas make sense.

The next morning, Feng Chi glanced at the time, gently turned over to get out of bed, went to the guest room to wash, and incidentally cooked breakfast, and placed all the orders he had thought about last night for half an evening.

Drinking fountains and all kinds of things suitable for small mirrors are all ordered and bought.

Ji Huan rubbed the quilt and rubbed it, his eyes flashed by the sunlight outside the window, dragging the quilt to his face as he was about to continue to sleep, but suddenly sober. Quickly pulling the quilt down, he raised his head and looked at the bed. The bedding was messed up, and sooner or later Feng was gone.

Ji Huan groaned in his heart, complaining about how he slept again, and quickly looked at his situation at the moment. Feng Chi should not have found him, and the quilt folded a corner, just covering all the mirrors. He let go of his hands and kicked his feet out, and the quilt disappeared from the mirror. At this moment, Ji Huan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

He scratched his head and froze when he got out of bed.

I am fucking!

Can he throw things out of the mirror?

Otherwise, how did he drink milk tea yesterday and how to put the plastic cup on the armrest? Otherwise, how did he drink hot water last night and still take out the glass? Otherwise, how could this quilt be kicked out by him?

Although this is a happy thing. The limitation of the mirror monster on him is getting smaller and smaller, which means that the time for him to leave the mirror monster is becoming closer and closer. But thinking of the stupid things he did in the confusion, Ji Huan really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside.

In case that piece of quilt was pulled in by him, he couldn't pull it out ... isn't this waiting for Feng Chi to find out?

After all, the quilt is not the same as the shirt. So many shirts were taken away by him, and Feng Chi may not find it, but the quilts on the bed were stolen by him, and Feng Chi could not find it. Most of them were Feng Chi's blind eyes.

Ji Huan thought of the horrible picture, swallowed two mouthfuls of water pressure and was shocked, quickly rolled off the bed, and took advantage of Feng Chi not to return to the living room table to pretend to die.

Starting today, he should be a little bit better.

but……

Staring at the hot milk and sandwiches coming out of Feng Chi, he still wanted to eat.

Hot milk and sandwiches do not belong to Ji Huan, but Feng Chi stuffed a lot of sugar with different tastes in his pocket. While Ji Huan mumbled how Feng Chi likes to eat sugar so much, does it have a girlish heart? Put sugar in your mouth.

Waiting for the demon control board, Feng Chi left him in the office and left alone. Ji Huan immediately held a pile of sugar paper and the octopus **** box and AD calcium milk bottle that were eaten yesterday to the trash can outside the demon control board. run. He didn't dare to throw garbage in the trash can of Feng Chi's office, because then he would be discovered by Feng Chi. So I can only run a little further.

The trash cans outside the demon control bureau are public property, and the surrounding trash is thrown there.

The small mirror dangled Duang to the side of the trash bin all the way, and tried to throw the trash into the trash one by one with a shot.

Not far away, three heads were quietly found in the gate of the Demon Administration Bureau. Song Shujing was distressed. "Oh, this looks so troublesome. I want to help throw out garbage."

"No, this will be discovered by the sister-in-law." Shi Ying raised her eyebrows and strongly disagreed with Song Shujing's proposal. "It's okay. Anyway, the sister-in-law usually has nothing to do except eating and doing exercise."

Song Shujing: "Yeah, otherwise I can't carry my old thigh and waist."

Shi Ying: "?"

Time nine: "?"

The author has something to say: Sister Song: Every day I break my heart for the happy life of the boss and sister-in-law.