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Ji Huan noticed that in the next period of time, Feng Chi was extremely silent. The car is so big, and the people beside him can feel the mood change a little. He stared at the man's profile in confusion and opened his mouth again.

I also said just now not to disturb Feng Chi.

Waiting until Maybach stopped in front of the demon administration, Feng Chi got out of the car with his lips closed. Ji Huancai got together like a little candy cake and asked him, "How is it? My fingers are really not that dirty. Your reaction is becoming more and more exaggerated. What should I do if I find someone later? Hey you have to kiss. "

Feng Chi glanced at him. Subconsciously, Ji Huan's lips fell on his lips. Ji Huan's lips are beautiful and soft, and there is a small lip on the lips. If it's kissing ...

Feng Chi looked away distractedly. He did not speak, Ji Huan was very anxious, always wanted to join him in front of him. However, shaking this face in front only made Feng Chi more and more wrong. He hooked Ji Huan's collar and dragged the person aside, said softly: "Walk well. I'm not angry."

Ji Huan certainly doesn't believe it. Lifeless response so big? This time, his expression became tighter and tighter ... But since Feng Chi said so, he didn't want to get entangled. He was anxious and deliberately sucked his fingertips in front of Feng Chi's face, using actual actions to express that sucking his fingers would not die. Especially, the other party is still a big demon.

Feng Chi: "..."

The afternoon of the Demon Administration is particularly leisurely. Under the old tree in the yard, Zhuo Guang pulled the lounge chair down and lay down. The wind blew and rustled with leaves. Zhuo Guang was sleeping with this music. In front of the small round table, Song Shujing and the nine infant brothers sat together and chatted with melon seeds. Niang Guzi is a unique advantage for Song Shujing. The nine infant brothers had just eaten a handful, and the melon seed shells in front of Song Shujing had piled up a small hill.

She swiftly swept down the hill and dropped all the trash cans. As soon as I looked up, I saw two people walking by. Their boss squeezed their thin lips and walked in front of them, their long legs were slow, and their expressions looked depressed. Ji Huan followed behind Feng Chi and mumbled something.

At first glance, people always feel that this time the hospital is very unsatisfactory.

Song Shujing froze for a moment, then stood up and asked: "Boss, Huanhuan, what's the trick in the hospital?"

Feng Chi: "No. The human in the hospital lost a kidney."

"Kidney gone?" Song Shujing repeated it subconsciously, his voice loud. After the reaction came, she quickly covered her mouth and coughed awkwardly, "Willn't that monster be doing illegal things again?"

Ji Huan was aroused by this remark, and for a moment he could n’t bear Feng Wei ’s strange attitude. He slid over Feng Chi ’s side and sat down on the small round stool beside Song Shujing. “What do you mean? Yes?"

Song Shujing realized that Ji Huan had just arrived and did n’t know much about the various things they had been in contact with. Boldly touched Ji Huan ’s soft short hair, explaining: “Although our demon control bureau has been around for a long time, it was gradually integrated into human society later. All monsters have a little difficulty just integrating into human society. You know, It is because we want to integrate into human beings, so we can only live along the way of human life. At the beginning, we had no money, and many monsters would do all kinds of sneaky abductions in order to integrate into humans earlier. "

Just in case Ji Huan did n’t understand, Song Shujing also gave an example, "For example. My boss and I have no money, but we have to buy a house to eat. At this time, the boss went to find a job, and I went to steal humans. Money to buy a house to live in. "

Ji Huan nodded again and again. Song Shujing continued: "A thing happened more than ten years ago. A monster opened a small clinic. At that time, the medical insurance system of humans was not very perfect. The monster would help humans at a low price, and at the same time they would be happy The organs are sold. This time things are estimated to be similar. "

Ji Huan twitched. In fact, this kind of thing happened in the world before him. Facts have proved that there is a bad side in both humans and monsters.

But soon, his thoughts turned to the other side. He looked at Feng Chi's tall suit and then thought of the Maybach parked outside the door. He was happy, "So, Feng Chi, you started from scratch? What was your first business? Moving bricks? "

Song Shujing could probably understand where Ji Huan's point is. Their monsters had nothing to do when they first arrived in human society and could only do some hard work. She waved her hand and answered directly for Feng Chi. "The boss is not the same as us. The brick movers are the three."

With that said, she pointed to the nine infant brothers and Zhuo Guang.

The three of them looked back with blinking innocent eyes, and Shi Ying showed a bright smile. "We have a lot of strength. We can get a lot of money a day when we move bricks. Unfortunately, the boss ran away."

Zhuo Guang reluctantly spread his hands: "Then the boss can't stand it anymore, and he takes us back."

The original Demon Management Bureau only managed things in the demon world. As the times change, the Demon Management Bureau appears in human society in a low-key manner. But the monster management board at that time was similar to the ordinary monsters, and there was nothing. Zhuo Guang and the Nine Infants Brothers took the initiative to make money and wanted to rebuild a house for the Demon Management Bureau as a place to work. As a result, no one expected to move the bricks for nearly three months, the boss ran away.

Shi Ying was crying at the time.

That was the first time he knew what a sinister heart is!

"The only thing that is fortunate is that the boss itself is relatively rich. In this house, the boss finally paid for it to be built." Song Shujing said, "The boss and I knew it because I wanted to steal his tribute."

Ji Huan: "... So, what the **** are you doing, Feng Chi?"

Why is there still a tribute? And what I just said is richer in itself. Would n’t it be humans not only give him food, but also give him money?

Feng Chi glanced blankly at him without expression. Seeing the appearance of the two, Song Shujing on the side knew that one of the two's tastes was really fun. So when facing Ji Huan's curious gaze and inquiring expression, she pretended not to understand and looked away.

Ji Huan looked at Song Shujing who couldn't enter, but could only help but sigh.

Feng Chi pretended not to see Ji Huan's curious look, and ordered four monsters: "Go check the nearby monitors and find out which monster is the one who caught you. Song Shujing, you go to the sea market and check Guo Sheng's new trick That employee. "

Guo Sheng came to him to inform him that there might be a problem with that human, and Feng Chi felt normal. But the monster that told Guo Sheng should really check it. That night, Song Shujing and four people drank too much. When they saw someone lying on the side of the road, they directly called the police and the hospital. When he heard the news to check the situation, he did not contact the victim. In other words, no one from the Demon Management Bureau has been in contact with the victim. Why did the employee in the city know that things were not that simple?

Those with normal brains realize that things are not that simple.

Song Shujing just arrived at it with a little thought. She nodded to Feng Chi with a smile and said, "Boss, don't worry, I will pass now."

Feng Chin paused and said again: "If you have any questions about going to the sea market, you can go directly to Guo Sheng."

"what?"

Feng Chi: "Guo Sheng, the trouble of eating and living, will do."

Zhuo Guang and the Nine Infants Brothers heard the words, and they all showed an unspoken smile. The smile fell on Song Shujing's eyes, causing her to blush immediately. She waved her fist at Zhuoguang, and after a silent threat, she carried the small bag and left. Watching Song Shujing's back go away, Zhuo Guang sighed: "Oh, the female university is not staying."

Informing the monsters of the Demon Management Bureau, Feng Chi took Ji Huan home. Once home, Feng Chi got into the kitchen to process the ingredients. Ji Huan stayed outside for a while and felt that the time was still long, so he went to take a shower first.

After he came out of the shower, Feng Chi happened to walk from the kitchen to the living room. Feng Chi was wearing a dark apron and his suit jacket was thrown on the sofa beside him, wearing only a white shirt. He rolled up his cuffs and even took off his watch.

Ji Huan's eyes went all the way along his cuff wrists, and finally fell on Feng Chi's neck. The buttons on the neckline are unbuttoned, and the beautifully shaped clavicle looms.

In fact, Feng Chi gave Ji Huan his initial impression of coldness and abstinence. He still remembers the abdominal muscles he saw when he opened his eyes, and the man buttoned his shirt from top to bottom.

Ji Huan's eyes flickered a little, and suddenly realized that the atmosphere seemed strange. But he didn't even think about it. He shook his head and walked to Feng Chi and asked, "Is the ingredients processed? Do you need my help?"

Feng Chih immediately frowned. Ji Huan was still wearing his pajamas. The clothes were too big. As long as Ji Huan bent over slightly, Feng Chi could look in from his neckline and see them all. He twisted his eyebrows to bring Ji Huan closer.

Eyes rolled up the sleeves of Ji Huan's pajamas to reveal a white wrist. Pulling his clothes back, Ji Huan staggered and turned back confusedly.

Feng Chi: "Would you like to find a clip to hold this dress?"

As soon as the words started, Ji Huan's eyes were exchanged. He patted the man's hand and didn't have a good air: "Who do you look down on. This is not even that big, even if it is big. And pajamas, the most important It ’s comfortable. It ’s time to cook, it ’s time. "

He said, pushing Feng Chi's back into the kitchen.

On the chopping board, the black fish has been sliced, and the thin piece looks like transparent. Ji Huan couldn't help but give Feng Chi an admiring look, and then Feng Chi was suppressed in the next second. Carrying the person in front of him, Feng Chi pointed to a small piece of fish beside him: "Cut."

Ji Huan didn't panic, and even a little bit tempted. He said that if he wanted to contract late and his two meals a day, he was not just talking casually. Picking up the knife and standing in front of the chopping board, he said seriously: "I'm going to cut it."

Feng Chi nodded at will, leaning on one side to watch him.

The knife went on without cutting the meat.

Feng Chi: "... the knife is inclined."

Ji Huan sighed, the knife swayed, the blade flashed a silver light, and touched the finger of his left hand. Feng was too late to speak, and the knife swiped inwards, slicing fish and Ji Huan's fingers.

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan: "..."

Fish flesh and knife were thrown aside, Feng Chi twisted his eyebrows and pinched his fingers under the water, Ji Huan's face was wrinkled, and the other hand squeezed Feng Chi's clothes and whispered: "It hurts a little."

"Just like you have to contract for breakfast and dinner at home?" Feng Chi coldly said, but his hand kept moving.

After the wound was flushed, he still squeezed Ji Huan's fingers and walked to the living room. Ji Huan walked behind him pitifully. Feng Chi pressed Ji Huan on the sofa and turned to find the medicine cabinet under the TV counter.

Ji Huan sat cross-legged on the sofa and wrinkled his nose to ask Feng Chi: "Feng Chi, have you ever been cut before learning to cook?"

Feng Chitou didn't return, "No. I'm not as arrogant as you."

If you don't see it, just go ahead and cut off your fingers.

The meaning of disgust and ridicule was too heavy, Ji Huan shrank silently, and obediently waited for Feng Chi to clean his wounds. The knife wound was a bit deep and had to be disinfected. Feng Chi squeezed his finger in one hand and iodine in the other. Ji Huan was a little uneasy when he saw the situation. He swallowed, and whispered a suggestion: "I don't need to be so troublesome? Just stick a band-aid. It's not necessary for me as a big man."

"You big man will say it if he is afraid of pain." Feng Chileng snorted. "Let me hear you cry, and I will tell them that you are a big man like a little girl."

Ji Huan pursed his mouth bitterly.

Two minutes later, Feng Chi wrapped the bandage around his finger, and his slender finger suddenly became a thick one. Feng Chi lifted his eyelids to see that Ji Huan didn't scream all the way, probably trying to get a sigh of relief. However, the eyes were red.