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Ji Huan looked incredulous in Feng Chi's eyes. Although Feng Chi is a dog, Feng Chi really shocked Ji Huan when he got up. He stared silently at the man with a faint expression in front of him. He was speechless for a moment, closed his mouth and turned his head, not intending to talk to Feng Chi.

Feng Chi will bring him to the dog too.

But Ji Huan ignored Feng Chi, but Feng Chi did not let Ji Huan do what he wanted. The little black spot turned his back to himself, and his slender shoulders looked extremely thin. The man pushed his finger again and pushed Ji Huan, "Don't ignore me, turn around and chat."

Ji Huan sulked and replied: "We have nothing to talk about."

"Yes." Feng Chi said, "Come and talk about when you are going to promise me? I'm okay, my abdominal muscles look good. You said you liked it before."

It is said that the abdominal muscles are indeed ok. But Ji Huan felt that he was not such a superficial person who only looked at his figure.

Feng Chi saw little black dot didn't respond, and after a while, he continued: "I also have a lot of money. Do you know Shanhai Group? I am a big boss, I have a lot of money, and raising you is not a problem."

Ji Huan twitched his shoulder with his finger. He raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that the word "Shanhai Group" did exist in his impression. He quietly took out his mobile phone for a search, and immediately the news about Shanhai Group appeared on the webpage.

Shanhai Group's industry is in every aspect, and the game real estate has not even missed the entertainment circle and daily chemical. Each industry has a dedicated person in charge. The CEO of Shanhai Group is Fu Nu.

Wait a minute, the name Fu Nu seems to sound familiar. Ji Huan stared at these two words and tried to recall it, and then slammed his head. Zhuo Guang raised his mouth when eating hot pot last night, and the wine that prompted him to ask Feng Chi to bathe him and finally lay on a bed was brought by Fu Nu. Fuyang is still the only one in the world.

Ji Huan put down his phone silently and turned to look at Feng Chi. I thought that if Feng Chi was true, then this guy was really shameless and gave the group industry to a brave pig, a real dog.

Feng Chijian Ji Huan was willing to turn his head to look at him, thinking that the other party finally softened, and then continue to enlarge the move, "You think about it, among the people you have met, am I the best person to fall in love with? Yan If you have money, you will be spoiled by you.

"I don't know if it's the best partner in love, but you are indeed the dog with the most dogs."

Feng Chi: "..." It really doesn't make sense.

Feng Chi sighed in his heart. He wanted to confess to this matter, which still had a long way to go. He knew that he should hold back for a while. When Ji Huan had really adapted to his existence and could not live without him, the time would probably have come.

He pinched his eyebrows and changed the subject, "What are you going to eat at noon today?"

"Ang?" Ji Huan thought he had to struggle with Feng Chi for a long time, but he didn't expect the topic of the next second to become so grounded. He scratched his chin and began to think seriously.

In the morning, the porridge was completely ruined because of a sudden and unexpected confession. In order to prevent Feng Chi from getting revenge for not having lunch, Ji Huan also specially grabbed a handful of sugar and stuffed it into his pocket.

He glanced suspiciously at Feng Chi in exchange for the man's light brow. "What's wrong? I won't give you medicine."

Ji Huan: "I didn't say that."

Feng Chih said, "I won't do anything when it comes to principled things. I'll tell you to let you feel at ease. My personality is still passable. I'm right."

If you want to have a relationship, it looks like a blind date program on TV, and you have to make a declaration of "Choose Me, Pick Me, Pick Me". Feng Chi felt more miserable. He pinched his eyebrows and his eyes fell on the door of the office, thinking that he might have to get help from other employees of the Demon Administration.

Ten minutes later, the old staff of the demon control bureau have seen some people on WeChat add their friends. Looking closer, the nickname is the name of their boss, and the avatar is a small mirror with a rabbit ear mirror cover. The old employees kept their backs down and applied immediately through their friends. At the same time, several people looked at each other, seeing shock and incredible in the other's eyes.

"Boss also started playing WeChat?"

"A man who is in love is really different."

Sighing, everyone lowered their heads and found something different again. They were all pulled into a group, group name: how can Ji Huan agree to be the sister-in-law.

Song Shujing: "..."

Zhuo Guang: "..."

Nine Baby Brothers: "..."

Zhuo Guang's mouth twitched fiercely, his eyes glanced at the office door, and his mood was quite complicated. "If I knew that the sister-in-law was not so boring, I thought the boss's phone was spoofed by the sister-in-law. All are broken. "

Tucao belongs to Tucao, but the group still has to enter.

As soon as he entered the group, Feng Chi sent a message: Coming.

The four of them issued a full stop to indicate that they were really here. Boss, what do you have to do quickly?

Feng Chi: I confessed today, but he did not agree. Nor did they say they did not agree, that is, they did not give a definite answer. what should I do?

Feng Chi: Everyone's approach was adopted, promotion and salary increase and red envelopes were issued.

Four: ...

Shi Ying stretched his neck from Shi Jiu's arms and placed his chin on his brother's shoulders. He asked Zhuo Guang and Song Shujing: "Is the boss really taking the wrong medicine? I'm so scared of him like this."

Zhuo Guang reached over and rubbed his hair as he walked past him. Compared with Shi Ying's fear, Zhuo Guang seemed calmer. He said: "It's okay, at most it was stimulated by our Xiaohuanhuan's refusal. Anyway, let's work hard to get a red envelope for promotion and salary increase. Try to get a monthly salary higher than Xiaohuanhua's pocket money!

Song Shujing nodded, then lowered her head and typed on her mobile phone: The boss was assured, and the sister-in-law gave it to us. In addition, I will sort out the various precautions for chasing your wife, and then they will be sent to your WeChat.

As soon as Song Shujing's message was sent out, suddenly Dingdong sounded. She looked down, and it was Feng Chi who talked to her privately. Song Shujing clicked on the dialog box and there was a transfer message: Feng Chi gave you a transfer 8888.

Song Shujing: "..."

Ji Huan slept on the table, his soft stomach clinging to the table, chilling. He rolled over and saw Feng Chi's blazer hanging on the chair. He got up from the table, stretched his neck and looked around, there was no one in the office. Feng Chi didn't know when to go out.

His eyes fell on his suit jacket again. Since Feng Chi is away, don't blame him for being rude.

He reached out and dragged the corner of his suit into the mirror. Seeing that there was only one corner left in the suit, the office door suddenly clicked and was opened from the outside. Ji Huan had a guilty conscience, and was shocked at this moment. The whole mirror rolled down from the table, and the suit was dragged into his arms by the falling force.

When Feng Chi walked over to pick up the small mirror, Ji Huan was still dumbfounded. He was wearing a suit jacket, and his head was a little dizzy. After a long reaction, he shook his head as if he suddenly wanted to start something. He quickly squeezed his suit behind him and looked at Feng Chi innocently.

Feng Chi hooked the furry mirror cover and glanced over his suit, revealing a dull tone, "What are you doing with my clothes? Do you like to smell?"

As soon as the last three words came out, Feng Chi's eyes were black, and the suit smashed out of the mirror like a shell, hitting his face accurately. But Feng Chi was not angry, and Ji Huan's hair-blowing was more frequent. Every move was a new challenge for him. He thought it was quite interesting and interesting.

Putting his clothes on the sofa on one side, he lowered his eyes, "Why are you so angry?"

"You like to smell."

Feng Chi said nothing, but said nothing. He poked the mirror lightly with his finger. "It's time to come back to eat, and the takeaway will be a few minutes away."

"I can move in and eat." Ji Huan glanced at him, muttering softly. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with changing back to the mirror. It may be known that Feng Chi likes to move his hands and dared to turn him to bed last night. At this time, he may come back and maybe something will happen. Boys have to protect themselves when they are alone.

He glanced at Feng Chi again and jumped off the table. Duang Duang went all the way to the door, jumped up and hung on the door handle to open the door, and ran to the living room. Feng Chi looked at the little mirror and flew fast, and raised his eyebrows and went out.

Zhuo Guang held a bunch of documents and hurriedly closed the office, but he walked quickly, suddenly realizing that he was kicking a heavy object on his toes, the thing flew out suddenly, crashed on the wall, and crashed and fell. On the ground. Zhuo Guang grunted twice: "Who throws garbage again."

As soon as his voice fell, he saw Shi Jiu staring at him with a complex expression. There may be some sorrow and sympathy in his eyes, and even a little speechlessness. It's a pity that Zhuo Guang didn't have time to wipe his eyes with both hands holding the information, otherwise he must look carefully.

On the other side, after Ji Huan smashed the wall and fell to the ground, he slowly crawled up from the ground, covering his chest. There was one saying, Zhuo Guang's kick really kicked the momentum that he couldn't wait for him to explode in place. Ji Huan leaned weakly on the legs of the table, rubbing the painful chest, always feeling that he would spit out an old blood in the next second.

The murky voice with a few mumbles and mumbles naturally attracted Zhuo Guang's attention. Zhuo Guang took a hard look at his feet and glanced at his feet. This glance was just in line with Ji Huan. In an instant, countless ways of death appeared in Zhuo Guang's mind.

He opened his mouth and closed it again. A few seconds later, he turned his head to look at Shi Jiu, and asked, word by word: "I just kicked a little thing, right? Maybe it was a little toy that fell off your desk."

Song Shujing heard the words with a few sneers. "Yes, you just kicked a small mirror."

The word ‘just’ emphasized the tone, and a picture of blood splattered in front of Zhuo Guang ’s eyes.

He hurriedly put the data aside, and banged his legs and knees on the ground, holding up the small mirror of salted fish in a gesture of tribute to the emperor, and handed it to the seal coming out of the office late. With tears in his eyes, he shouted in a mixed mood: "Boss."

Feng Chi glanced at him, carrying the mirror and returned to the office. Ji Huan did n’t say anything when he pinched the back of his neck, but rubbed his chest and hummed and said: "If I and Zhuo Guang are not good brothers, I suspect Zhuo Guang is actually a spy inserted in the demon control board That foot has been planning for a long time and wants to kill me. "

Feng Chi: "You and Zhuo Guang are not brothers."

Ji Huan glanced at him.

Feng Chi continued: "You are his sister-in-law, pay attention to the difference in identity."

"You are his sister-in-law." Ji Huan was so angry that his chest hurt even more. He stretched out a small jiojio and would kick to Feng Chi's chest. Feng Chi was too lazy to stop him, Ji Huan's foot had no lethality, at most it was a little cute.

He carried the small mirror on the sofa and turned to find something. When he returned to the sofa, Ji Huan heard him say: "If I were his sister-in-law, I admit that you and him are brothers."

Ji Huan didn't react at all, scratching his chin at him confusedly. After a few seconds, he saw Feng Chi lifted his eyes, showing a non-smiling expression. At that moment, a white light flashed from his mind. He slammed his thighs and roared angrily: "Feng Chi you dog man!"

He's even routine! shameless!

Feng Chi lightly responded, and when Ji Huan was desperately corrupted, he twitched his lips and said "overwhelming." His gaze always fell on the small mirror, facing his glaring eyes, he said: "Change back, I will give you medicine."

"No, no, it doesn't hurt too much," Ji Huan said, as if to prove something, he worked hard to support his small body. However, as soon as the back was straightened, there was a burst of teeth.

Feng Chi didn't say much, shaking twice in the mirror, Ji Huan smashed into Feng Chi's arms. Too late to react and escape, he was imprisoned by the man's arm and could not hide for a while. Ji Huan stared at the man in front of him in amazement. He sat on Feng Chi's lap and faced each other. As long as you raise your eyes a little, you can look into each other's deep eyes. He subconsciously swallowed.

His heartbeat suddenly became fast.

"What's nervous, what am I not doing to you, the clothes are lifted."

Ji Huan pointed his nose: "Does this call do anything to me?"

Feng Chi pressed people into his arms, his eyes looked meaningful. He squeezed Ji Huan's chin and dropped a kiss on his chin. "What's this called?"

A kiss that passed away, but it was enough to shock Ji Huan. He stretched his hand to cover his chin, his cheeks were hot, and he felt like he was about to smoke. Feng Chi ... Feng Chi, this dog man, kissed him again! And so suddenly, it was shameless.

He was like a bullied and frightened little beast, covering his chin pitifully and daring not to reveal the mark left by the other party.

Relative to Ji Huan's shock, Feng Chi was really calm.

"Just kiss your chin, don't be excited, it was the debt I owed last night. I came back." During the speech, he slenderly gently crossed the teenager's throat with some cool fingers. Ji Huan's neck was fair and his throat knot was not obvious, but he was easily attracted to depravity when he swallowed or drank water. Feng Chi chuckled, "Remember, I haven't recovered the debt by biting my throat."

Ji Huan: "..."

Ji Huan almost cried. Why did he go to seal Feng Chi when he was drunk and bite Chi's throat? Judging by the response of Feng Ji, who is now showing by Feng Chi, he might ... be in Feng Chi's hands.

The teenager's small head was pulled down, looking weak. Feng Chi squeezed his neck and suddenly said: "If you don't like me biting your throat, you can change the way of debt collection."

Ji Huan: "What way?"

Ji Huan's eyes brightened. Although I have deeply felt how much Feng Chi is, I basically guessed that Feng Chi would not be so kind. If Ji Huan thinks other ways are okay, he really doesn't mind. After all ... the thought of Feng Chi's indifferent man biting his throat and kissing him, Ji Huan's body trembled, and his body almost burned.

What a shame!

Feng Chi squeezed his face, which was still very soft, even hot. He came to curiosity for a while and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"what?"

Feng Chi repeated: "I ask what you are thinking, so red and so hot."

Ji Huan's facial expression was stiff, and he couldn't imagine how he would think of Feng Chi if he really said the truth. He silently shifted his eyes to one side, his mouth twitching, pretending to be calm, "No, I'm just hotter. You hurry to say something else."

Feng Chi: "I'll give you a medicine, even if you bite your throat."

Ji Huan: "..."

The two men stared at each other for two minutes, and finally Ji Huan lowered his shoulders to admit defeat. He touched his chest and muttered softly: "Then lightly."

Feng Chi's eyes flickered, and um, "Hold his own clothes?"

Ji Huan: "..."

Five minutes later, Ji Huan whimpered his clothes and pressed his head against the man's shoulders, his face pressed tightly against Feng Chi's chest, and the breath of breath was slightly clear in the quiet office. Ji Huan's eyes burst into tears, loosening his clothes and biting on the man's shoulder, "Idiot, isn't it medicine?"

Feng Chi kissed his ear and whispered, "Don't you have to rub it apart? Otherwise, you will be blue tomorrow."

Ji Huan's skin was already tender, and when he squeezed it, he could get a stamp, let alone kicked by Zhuo Guang.

...

Outside the door, Zhuo Guangsheng sat on the sofa reluctantly. If a man could cry tears unscrupulously, he would not skimp his tears in front of Feng Chi and Ji Huan. He sighed heavily on his chin and whispered, "Why? Why didn't I see a small mirror on the ground, why did the sister-in-law want to change back to the mirror? Why does God do this to me!"

Song Shujing glanced at him rather distressedly, bowing down the red envelope of 8888, and sighed: "It's really pitiful, and it's clearly a love manual for the boss."

Yes, the stack of materials that Zhuo Guang held in his hand was actually the love experience of the great gods that Zhuo Guang specially downloaded from the Internet. This includes how to catch up with the wife / husband, some small frictions that are easy to happen in love, or how to avoid itching for seven years. It stands to reason that this may be a very important dry goods for Feng Chi, but unfortunately, the situation has changed.

Shi Ying patted Zhuo Guang's shoulder and leaned into his ear to whisper something. Zhuo Guang's expression became dimmer. Song Shujing looked curious, hooked Shi Ying's neck to the front of her, narrowed her eyes and asked, "What did you say to Zhuo Guang? It used to be a dying appearance, and now they are going to the earth directly Now. "

Shi Ying glanced at the office door and lowered his voice. "I seem to hear Huanhuan crying, it must be because Brother Zhuo kicked that foot so much."

Song Shujing: "... really?"

Shi Ying nodded conscientiously, "So what else? What's so crying about!"

Song Shujing actually felt a bit reasonable. For a time, Zhuo Guang's eyes became more distressed, and he quickly sent Zhuo Guang a red envelope, which was only 88 yuan under the 8888 red envelope just now.

The atmosphere in the demon control board became more and more suppressed with the rumor that "Ji Huan cried". The nine infant brothers took two trips before taking the lunch to take away one by one to the hall, and then stared at the office door in a daze. Shi Ying poked his brother's arm and whispered when he looked over, "Brother, in order to give the younger brother a sense of security, why don't you knock on the door? I think this matter can be big or small, even if it is unlucky Zhuo Ge is unlucky, you should not knock on the door. "

Shi Jiu stood up for a moment, then asked blankly: "Why didn't you knock on the door? Are you and Ji Huan not good brothers?"

Shi Ying waved his hand, "What a good brother is not a good brother, my brother is only you. Ji Huan is my sister-in-law, the relationship must be understood. Brother, go. The lunch in a five-star hotel is wasted when it is cold Now. "

Shi Jiu had no way to deal with his younger brother. The door blew softly, and the inside was very quiet. After a while, a quiet voice came out, "I see."

Shijiu quickly evacuated.

Ten minutes later, Feng Chi pushed the door out, and Ji Huan followed a little daughter-in-law behind Feng Chi, his head splayed, and his eyes dared not lift. He squeezed Feng Chi's clothes quietly in one hand, his nose moved, and it smelled a little sweet.

Feng Chi carried him in front of him with his hat and said, "You have ordered the hotel's meals, and their reviews are particularly good. All you order is what you love to eat, hurry and eat in the past."

Ji Huan's daughter-in-law gave a scream and slowly moved to the table.

The nine infant brothers looked at each other, and Zhuo Guang Song Shujing looked at each other, and they all saw a weirdness in each other's eyes. Ji Huan's reaction ... How strange it looked.

But doubts are doubts, and the deserved way is still deserved. Zhuo Guang walked to Ji Huan's side, coughed, and suddenly bowed: "Sister-in-law! I'm really sorry, I didn't accidentally kick you when I didn't see you on the ground. I promise to always look down at the ground .. really really really sorry. I was wrong! I hope you can forgive me! "

The sudden sound made Ji Huan startled. He had to jump to the side and looked up at the person in front of him unconsciously. It was also at this time that the demon management board saw Ji Huan's eyes turned a little too red. It ’s a bit like crying, but ... I always feel that things are not that simple.

"Sister-in-law, I bought you snacks to make a guilt. The supermarket said it would be delivered in the afternoon!" Zhuo Guang said again.

Ji Huan waved his hands again and again, "No, don't be so polite. Actually, it's not really painful now ..."

This may be thanks to Feng Chi's one-pass rubbing. He touched his chest subconsciously, and when he shook his god, Feng Chi's voice suddenly sounded: "I helped him rub it, it's fine."

Ji Huan: "..."

Four of the demon control board: "..."

Shi Ying looked at Feng Chi and then Ji Huan, and whispered: "So the sister-in-law really cried, right?"