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Suddenly, Song Shujing didn't know when to appear at the entrance of the hall, and she met Ji Huan who was facing her. Ji Huan subconsciously swallowed his throat and silently bowed his eyes. Suddenly, something like a small shell hit the back of Xuhe's head. Suzy and lazy expression changed, and turned back suddenly. A pair of red eyes saw Song Shujing.

Suhe: "..."

Song Shujing showed him a smile, a smile that looked particularly fake. In the next mouth, countless nuts came like a rain. All of them hit the head of Suwa, and buried the Suwa soon.

Looking at the almost piles of nuts, Song Shujing nodded with satisfaction, and beckoned to Ji Huan again, feeling happy: "Xiao Huanhuan came to eat ice cream."

Ji Huan glanced distressedly and sympathetically, struggling to lift the fluff from his head in the Nut Hill, packed up a small round table at random, and left happily.

Suhe: "..." has no conscience! As conscientious as Feng Chi! No wonder it's a pair!

Song Shujing made the ice cream by himself, and the demon control bureau had everything. Song Shujing took a large pot of ice cream from the refrigerator and handed it to Ji Huan. It was very refreshing: "Take it and eat it. Do it again in days. "

Ji Huan held a basin larger than his face, with light in his eyes: "Thank you, Sister Song."

Song Shujing touched his head and waved at him.

Ji Huan glanced at the hall without seeing Shi Ying and Shan Dong, thinking that the two should be in the office. As a result, their ears were quietly attached to the door panel for a long time. The office was quiet and nothing was heard. He tightened his eyebrows doubtfully and changed his posture to continue to put it on, but Feng Chi's voice came out: "Come in."

Ji Huan: "..."

Cough, I was caught overhearing.

But Ji Huan was not embarrassed, nor was he deliberately eavesdropping. Pushing the door open, a small head is exposed, and his eyes are turned around the office, and Shi Ying and Shan Dong are indeed not seen. Ji Huan straightened up and walked in. He closed the door and asked, "Is Shi Ying and Shan Dong not here?"

Feng Xin said, "To be locked up."

Ji Huan nodded to understand, but soon thought about what to start from. He ran to Feng Chi, put the plate with ice cream on the table, and sat very actively on Feng Chi's thigh. He tried to dig out ice cream and stuffed into Feng Chi's mouth, explaining the source of ice cream. Then I asked, "I heard what Shi Ying said when he interrogated Shan Dong. How dare I feel that Dan Xi's death was due to Zheng Jia?"

Feng Chi was fed a big bite of ice cream. Song Shujing had been mumbling in the demon control bureau two days ago and received a courier for a while to read the information and said to make ice cream. Feng Chiyuan thought that ice cream had no part of him, and he was not interested in it either. I didn't expect to be tasted by myself on the first bite.

The ice cream is strawberry-flavored, and the taste is very strong. The sweet and sour taste is pretty good, but it is slightly greasy after two bites. Feng Chi pursed his lips, and took away the two large strawberries dotted on it with a slightly shocked expression in Ji Huan's wide eyes.

The sweetness and sourness of the strawberry quickly suppressed the sweet and greasy feeling, and Feng Chi opened his mouth to explain things with Ji Huan: "Danxi's death has nothing to do with Zheng Jia, except that Zheng Jia should only have

Dan Xi knew it. "

Ji Huan was confused.

Feng Chi seemed to like his confused look. His eyes were slightly rounded, and he was cute and loving like a little deer cub. Feng Chi reached out and squeezed his soft face, not hiding him, "Shi Ying fooled him."

Ji Huan: "..."

Man's mouth, deceptive ghost.

Xu He really is right.

Feng Chi saw Ji Huan's face with an inexhaustible expression, the corners of his mouth were curved, and the smile in the depth of his long and narrow eyes grew deeper. He said: "Shan Dong is at a friend's house these days, but the so-called friend is People. "

It ’s not theirs, it ’s just that they have abandoned their secrets and turned their backs on them a long time ago. Shan Dong never knew.

Ji Huan heard this immediately.

It must be that the friend said something in front of Shan Dong, so that Dan Dong's expression became so strange when he heard Shi Ying's words. He showed appreciation, patted Feng Chi's shoulder, and threw two words under the watch of the other party: "Good dog!"

Feng Chi: "..."

I didn't hear a little appreciation of me from your words. .

It sounded like he was despising him.

Feng Chi pursed his mouth, his expression did not look very happy. But Ji Huan didn't pay much attention. After the doubts in his heart were resolved, the taste of the ice cream dish in front of him became better.

Ji Huanren looked thin, but a big pot of ice cream tasted without any pressure. It took a while to dig to the bottom. He dropped the spoon and hugged his stomach and hiccupped in Feng Chi's arms. He rubbed Feng Chi's neck and rubbed it.

Sure enough, Ji Huan.

Just after finishing a meal, I started planning the next meal.

Feng Chi reached out and squeezed his stomach, and should get down.

Before going off work in the afternoon, Shi Ying returned to the demon administration. Shi Ying's expression looked very relaxed, and he walked in slowly from the outside, humming an unknown little song in his mouth. When passing by the yard, he glanced at the plush fluff sitting on the stone table, wrinkled his eyebrows, walked over to stand behind Xu and glanced, and found that Xu was holding the mobile phone online shopping with two claws.

I bought sunscreen.

Shi Ying: "..." The name of online shopping Xiaodaren really suits him.

Shi Ying rolled his eyes and suddenly looked up at the sky as he turned to leave. Summer is coming and the weather has gradually turned hot. Today the sun is huge and the sun is a little soft. Then Shi Ying stopped again and poked the fluffy buttocks, "Buy one for me, and get a better sunscreen effect. I will transfer the money to you when the time comes."

Suzu didn't lift his eyes, "No, just let me stay two more days."

Shi Ying naturally did not refuse, and even felt that this business was a bit cost-effective. Anyway, there is no difference between having to live in his house for more than a month, and staying for a few more days.

After work, Feng Chi drove the car and took Ji Huan to a small alley. The alley is very narrow and there is almost no one. Ji Huan lowered the car window and looked out the window. After watching it for a long time, he couldn't see it. So he came back and asked Feng Chi, "How do I get here?"

"Don't ask where this is? In case I sold you."

Ji Huan made a grimace at him when he heard that, and smiled again in the next second,

may not. "

Feng Chi raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but his meaning was already very clear.

He glanced at the time and was about to get out of the car but saw a person walking slowly not far away. The man seemed to stagger, but when he noticed the Maybach parked not far away, he appeared in the blink of an eye like a gust of wind. By the side of the car, Feng Chi was given a bag of things.

Then he left.

Ji Huan was stunned. The thing was wrapped in paper and looked very special. Ji Huan recalled that the person who had just passed away seemed to be an old man. The gods are mysterious, and I don't know what kind of treasure is inside.

Ji Huan's eyes fell on the paper bag, his nose suddenly moved, why is there a little fragrance.

Noting Ji Huan's stunned expression, Feng Chi easily removed the paper bag, exposing the black paint inside, "Mei Cai."

Ji Huan: "..............."

What kind of baby did he think it turned out to be a plum?

Feng Chi: "This giraffe is very famous in the human world and is a net red. His pickled vegetables taste very good."

Ji Huan touched his nose and mumbled: "I thought I would go to the supermarket to buy it."

"The supermarket doesn't taste good, so you can cook it."

Ji Huan Hu Ran hum, two kisses, holding Feng Chi's neck to kiss him, "You are the best."

After returning home, Feng Chi started to prepare for today's supper, and when he came out of the kitchen with his hand wiped, the ringing tone of the phone's call rang jingle, which seemed extremely irritable. A voice came from the bedroom upstairs: "Feng Chi your phone has a phone !!!"

Following the sound of ping-pong and ping-pong, Ji Huan ran down while putting on his clothes.

Feng Chi raised his head to look at him. Ji Huan was probably afraid that he would miss the call and ran fast all the way. Running down the stairs in a hurry, he was stunned when he found that he was in the living room. He stumbled the next second, and the whole person fell down. Seeing his face getting closer to the steps of the stairs, he closed his eyes subconsciously.

Thought the pain did not come, he fell into a familiar embrace.

"Slow down." Put the person on the ground securely, Feng Chi then returned to the coffee table and took a look at the phone. The call has been hung up and the caller shown above is time nine.

Feng Chi hugged Ji Huan's neck to appease him, and dialed the phone back.

After a few minutes, Feng Chi hung up and saw Ji Huan looking at himself with his head up in his arms. Feng Chi rubbed his short hair softly: "Shi Jiu said, Zheng Jia and Su Liang quarreled."

Ji Huan: "?"

Ji Huan: "Is this going to report to you?".

Feng Chirong lowered his eyes and recalled the description of Shi Jiu in the conversation, frowning. "It should not be an ordinary quarrel. Shi Jiu heard my name."

Ji Huan: "..............."

Feng Chi: "What do you mean by this expression?"

Ji Huan shook his head violently, "No, I just think people are a little strange because of your quarrel."

As he spoke, he extended his little finger and gestured a little bit.

Ji Huan's expression looked a bit strange, and the expression with an inexhaustible expression was easily distorted. Feng Chi swept him up and down, throwing people around and throwing them on the sofa. The sudden movement made the clothes a little messy, and Feng Chi's eyes swept over that pale skin, pinching his nose and saying, "Is something wrong with your thinking?"

Nose was pinched, Ji Huan's voice was all nasal, buzzing, he frowned, and slapped Feng Chi's face with a slap, "I can't breathe."

Letting go of his hands, Feng Chihui stared at him, but he turned around in an instant, and when the reaction came, he was already pressed on the sofa by Ji Huan. Feng Chi stared silently at the man sitting on his lower abdomen, feeling a bit complicated.

Ji Huan, who had been beaten by Ren Xu's two-pulse force, was a little confused for a while.

The author has something to say: Feng Chi: This is wrong.