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If Ji Huan was impressed, then he would remember that the supermarket started when he regarded Feng Chi as an elder and threatened to honor each other. Feng Chi took a face and became cold and yin and yang.

Ji Huan was not impressed, so he saw Feng Chi's lips pursing, and his eyes became wrong again. The man let go of him and looked down at him from the top: "Dad?"

Ji Huan: "Don't you think Dad is more suitable than brother? I'm now relying on you to pay your wages and rely on you to cook. You are not my dad. Who is my dad."

When talking, Ji Huan's face showed a pleasing smile. Ignore the age problem that I just mentioned. Ji Huan's eyes went round and round, and while evacuating from Feng Chi's side, he smiled and said, "I'm going to help Shi Ying and they, dad, sit down and rest well."

After running, he ran away, as if Feng Chi behind him was a big wolf with green eyes.

Feng Chi stood on the spot, straightening his waist plate and looking towards the kitchen. The eyes were quiet and meaningful. father? Come on, don't call out at that time.

In fact, Feng Chi doesn't like to cook in the kitchen. He is a monster. Occasionally eating one or two less meals has no effect on his health. After Ji Huan stayed here, he would also remember breakfast and supper, and the next chef would feed a conscienceless 'son'. He glanced at the closed kitchen door and turned to the study.

In the kitchen, Ji Huan looked like a rabbit stepped on the tail and rushed in and closed the door immediately. His slender back lurched against the door, but he didn't care. He scratched his back and finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he finally eased from the ambiguous atmosphere with Feng Chi, and when he looked up, he saw three monsters staring straight at him. In those eyes, the interest was too heavy, so Ji Huan shook his body involuntarily.

He quietly stood upright, holding the door handle in the opposite hand, ready to go out immediately, "What, what?"

Shi Ying quickly made a smile on his face and let go of the bald Chinese cabbage. His mood was very excited. "No, it just suddenly felt like the sky was clear again. I can go home tonight."

When Shi Ying opened his mouth, Ji Huan suddenly remembered the entanglement that he had struggled with. He squinted around Shi Ying's neck and leaned in to ask, "Brother Shi Ying, Feng Chi said you told him that I asked you to buy Shenbao?"

Shi Ying burst into a confused ah.

Ji Huan slapped his thigh fiercely and scolded the demon quietly, "I knew Feng Chi lied to you! You tell me, is Feng Chi a dog who has become a monster? Otherwise, how can such a dog!"

Shi Ying still didn't understand what Ji Huan said. He just thought that Ji Huan's expression and movement seemed really angry. On the other hand, Zhuo Guang, who was watching the hilarious listening stories, finally hesitated for a few minutes and finally figured it out and said, "Sister-in-law, you mean, the boss slanders you, saying that Shenbao is what you asked to buy. Then ... he took the opportunity Bullied you? "

Ji Huan didn't speak, but just gave Zhuoguang a thumbs up.

Tell the other party with a deep expression and actions: You guessed it.

Sure enough, it was the brother who had followed Feng Fengchi for many years.

Shi Ying suddenly realized that he and Zhuo Guang and Shi Jiu looked at each other, and could not help sighing like Ji Huan: "Boss is a real dog."

This routine is really amazing.

It took Ji Huan and others a lot of time to clean all the ingredients. Ji Huan knows that the monsters of the Demon Administration Bureau eat a lot of food, so they buy more vegetables, and washing vegetables has become a big project. After all the dishes were put on the plate, Zhuo Guang took the initiative to start the pot himself and began to fry the hot pot base. It is best to stir-fry the hotpot base of Sanxian, so that the taste is more delicious. The spicy butter pot will directly drop the butter and add water.

Yes, in order to integrate the taste of the big guys, they opened two pots in total.

During the period, Shi Ying received a call from Song Shujing, saying that she was already at the gate. But because the little brother in the duty room didn't know her, she could only stay in the duty room and let someone pick him up. Without saying anything, Ji Huan ran out to pick someone up. He is not needed in the kitchen now, and the younger brother in the duty room should only know him except Feng Chi by comparison.

Ten minutes later, Ji Huan stiffened his face with the gift brought by Song Shujing and took Song Shujing to the villa. Behind Song Shujing was also Guo Sheng who came to rub the rice.

Guo Sheng's eyes turned twice in the living room, and he sighed the same as Zhuo Guang and others, "Sure enough, there are people who have helped Xiu Xiu to make money, great. I can't afford this house."

Ji Huan: "?"

Just when Ji Huan wanted to ask something, Song Shujing gently pushed her shoulder down. He looked back, and Song Shujing raised a smile at him, "Huanhuan, this will bother you to send it to the boss. Go to him now."

"Am I going?"

Song Shujing thought to you who you would n’t go, and their boss saw a cold face when they saw everyone, only when they saw you. She nodded with a serious expression and pointed to the upstairs. "Isn't the boss in the study? I won't go in. You can give him."

Zhuo Guang came out of the kitchen with a pot and said, "By the way, you can ask the boss to eat hot pot."

Ji Huan obediently carried the gift brought by Song Shujing to the study. In fact, he hadn't been to Feng Chi's study, and he felt a little uneasy at the moment. He knocked twice on the door and waited until Feng Chi's voice sounded before he opened the door to reveal a slit and reached into his head. His eyes turned around twice in the study, and no surprise saw a man with one hand holding his chin at the table.

He walked in with a smile on his face, "Daddy, this is a gift from Sister Song."

In the living room on the first floor, Song Shujing glanced at the box on the side of the sofa. After seeing the words on it, he froze for a few seconds.

Shi Ying leaned on the sofa with Erlang's legs and a carrot in his mouth. The carrots bought by Ji Huan are sweet, juicy and very crispy. He chewed twice and nodded, "Yeah. The boss also especially shamelessly framed the sister-in-law and bullied the sister-in-law."

After Song Shujing heard the words, the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger, and she looked extremely permeable. However, she did not ask when Shi Ying asked, "It's okay. After seeing my gift, the boss will bully the sister-in-law."

Shi Ying: "?"

Song Shujing dragged her long voice and sighed, "Hey, we are so insane. I went around the supermarket two times to pack all flavors of TT. I didn't expect you to be so intimate. I prepared kidney treasure in advance. Use my first The gift will be used with you, and it will be perfectly connected. "

Shi Ying: "..." I don't know why. Suddenly something hurts his good brother.

Well, that would only allow Ji Huan to eat more and nourish the body.

Five minutes later, all two pots and a bunch of dishes were moved to the yard. Zhuo Guang pulled out a socket from the window to plug in the pot, and as soon as the probe saw Feng Chi carrying Ji Huan's sweater hat to go here. Ji Huan's small face was wrinkled, but it looked normal, and it didn't seem to happen for the last five minutes. But also, five minutes is not enough for their boss to play. Otherwise, Shenbao really bought less.

Zhuo Guang smiled at the two of them, "Boss, Huanhuan, you are here. The pot you want to eat is the one you want."

Song Shujing walked over and asked quite meaningfully: "Boss, have you seen the gift I gave you?"

Feng Chi glanced at her, concisely said: "Look."

Song Shujing's expression was amused, and he kept busy asking: "What do you think of the gift I gave? Did it meet your expectations?"

Feng Chi: "It's okay." He saved him and ran to the supermarket.

Song Shujing was even more satisfied, "The promotion and salary increase ..."

Feng Chi: "Can be considered."

Song Shujing clutched her chest and moved back to her position, she sighed in the sky and said, "I am so relieved!"

The conversation between Song Shujing and Feng Chi made Ji Huan more curious. Just now he handed the gift bag to Feng Chi. Feng Chi glanced at it and threw it to the side. Although he was curious to ask, Feng Chi didn't give it to him. Just looked at him meaningfully, "You don't want to know."

Ji Huan was very angry. He was so excited that he wanted to know what was inside. The seal was hardened and he didn't want to tell him, carrying his hat and going outside. While walking, he said: "You will know when you call my dad next time."

Ji Huan held his breath.

He glanced at Feng Chi, moved the newly delivered stool to Song Shujing's side, leaned over and asked, "Sister Song, what did you buy?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shujing knew that Feng Chi didn't tell Ji Huan something, and she smiled on her face, poking Ji Huan's soft face, and smiling with a smile: "The child knows too much is bad for the body, listen to sister In a word, don't get tangled, you will know later. "

Zhuo Guang and others next to him nodded, "That's right, let's eat hot pot! Sister-in-law, your prawns are ready!"

"Come here!" Ji Huan shook away the curiosity in his heart and stared at the prawns with his eyes bright. The prawn was picked by him personally, and it was particularly rewarding to see it cooked. In order to be a good son who honored his father, Ji Huan took the initiative to put the first shrimp in the Fengchi bowl and met the other person's eyes. Ji Huan coughed, "I have said to honor you."

After hearing the word "filial piety" several times, Feng Chi has been completely immune to these two words. He glanced lightly at the music-loving young man, picked up the prawns and ate them, without changing his face: "You can change your way of filial next time."

Ji Huan lifted his head with the shrimp in his eyes, and he was confused in his eyes. He asked vaguely, "How about another way?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a sudden cough sounded next to him, and Shi Ying rolled his eyes in his throat, "Stuck, stuck."

Shi Jiuli landed on his back and finally saved his brother from the edge of choking. Leaning on Shi Jiu's arms, Shi Ying was feeble, "Boss, when to say something, hope to know."

Feng Chi: "What did I say? Let him be filial to me early tomorrow morning."

Shi Ying: "... oh." I don't believe it.