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The water vapor in the bathroom, Ji Huan could not see the people before him under the white mist. He tried to open his eyes wide, the figure in front of him was a little confused, but the low gasps in his ears were clearer than they were. The slender spine occasionally touched the cold mirror behind him, irritating so many people could not stop whimpering. I don't know how long after that, he leaned wetly against the man's shoulder, gasping like a cat.

"My stomach is hungry." Ji Huan's eyes were red, and he muttered pitifully in Feng Chi's ear. "What time is it, my stomach is flat."

Feng Chi kissed his ear softly.

Ji Huan was hot all over, his ears were hot, and his whole body was soft with a touch. The man's voice was very low, with a bit of hoarseness and a little bit of satisfaction, and when he spit out, Ji Huan blushed, "not flat."

Snapped--

Ji Huan's hand was slapped on Feng Chi's face, and he beat him several times in anger.

Ji Huan couldn't even dream about it. He just turned Feng Chi upside down and sat on his waist, but the consequences were so serious. The waist and legs are sore, and there is no strength at all. He cried Feng Chi's neck and cried, "I'm really hungry, and my plum meat is cold."

He didn't even taste it.

Feng Chi looked at his pitiful appearance and reached out to squeeze his face. Ji Huan's small face was crumpled, and his wet and red eyes were full of complaints. After all, Feng Chi still felt distressed about his little boyfriend. After slowly withdrawing, he took the people to wash it again. Then he took Ji Huan to change clothes and went to the living room.

Ji Huan yawned softly on the couch, Feng Chi randomly put on his trousers and warmed up in the kitchen. Ji Huan turned his head around and looked back, then looked down at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

Ji Huan: "..."

The staying power of Feng Chi, the villain, was indeed extraordinary.

Ji Huan sighed abruptly and continued to be a corpse.

The hot dish didn't take much time, and Feng Chi soon brought out the dinner he had prepared before. After reheating the rice, the taste was not good. Feng Chi then scooped a few spoonfuls of rice and re-fried an egg fried rice. The egg fried rice looked no oil at all, and the golden rice grains wrapped in egg liquid were full and looked very appetizing.

Ji Huan was picked up by Feng Chilu and sat at the dinner table to eat, holding his spoon and burying his head. Feng Chi looked at him lazily with his chin, a red mark appeared on the open collar, and it was particularly dazzling under the light. Putting a piece of meat into Ji Huan's bowl, he said: "eat more."

Ji Huan hugged the bowl, raised his head and glanced at him, moved to the side without expression, and continued to bury his head to eat.

It's like a little cat awkward.

Except ignoring people, he didn't dare to paw outside.

But Feng Chi is in a good mood, and the man who has tasted it can indulge the other party to do anything at this time. Feng Chi continued to give Ji Huan a dish, and a while later Ji Huan built a hill in his bowl. Ji Huan raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Too much, I can't finish it.".

Feng Chi: "Make up the body."

Ji Huan almost burst: "Shut up!"

It was almost twelve o'clock by the end of dinner. Ji Huan, who was forced to exercise and then half-eaten, was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes. Hold the pillow and **** in bed for a long time, finger touch

Reaching Feng Chi's arm, he threw a pillow into the man's arms and slept peacefully.

Feng Chi gently hugged people and turned off the light.

The moonlight is bright and clear, and occasionally there are insects whispering under the night. Su Liang walked alone on the road, and a night wind blew, skipping over his back neck and arms. The slightly cool touch made him hug his arms subconsciously, and turned his head nervously.

Behind him was empty, only the leaves were blown by the wind, shaking shadows and rustling sounds.

Su Liang pursed her lips and went on.

Zheng Jia's villa is a long distance from the city center, and he just walked down the mountain after a long walk. He was so anxious when he left that he couldn't even bring his mobile phone and couldn't get a taxi. While there are no passing cars around, Su Liang can only give up the idea of ​​a ride. Su Liang's legs are sore, but he is not soft. Now he just wants to leave the villa as soon as possible and Zheng Jia as soon as possible.

He walked slowly by the road, but some scenes always appeared in his mind. .

The man's long, narrow eyes were red, and his fingers were pinching his neck. Obviously, it was only a little force but he immediately felt the death of his life. He tried hard to see his face with his eyes wide open, it was Feng Chi.

Feng Chi's eyes were condensed with blood and rain at the time, and at one glance people could not help but want to kneel. He tilted his neck and clapped his hand hard to escape the imprisonment, but the next second he clearly heard the neck bone click out of position, and the moment when the severe pain spread into the bone blood, he lost all consciousness.

It's not really painful because death comes quickly.

But Feng Chi's suffocating and suffocating sensation was so strong that Su Liang suddenly awakened from his nap, and then became nervous, holding Zheng Jia's hand to tell him that they should not continue. . Feng Chiyuan, who is the director of the demon authority and the leader of the demon world, is not as harmless as he showed.

Feng Chi has been too low-key in recent years, and so many people have begun to misbehave, so low-key that everyone thought he could replace him and step on him.

The feeling in the dream is too real, as if it really happened. Su Liang was cold and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He dared not think about it or try again, so he could only pull Zheng Jia to beg him to stop what he has done now. But Zheng Jia did not agree. Su Liang, who suddenly repented, turned out to be just because he had a dream. This recognition made him feel ridiculous.

At the beginning, he can comfort Su Liang gently, telling him: "Don't think too much, this is just a dream."

However, Su Liang snapped his hand violently, and his eyes were stained with a faint madness. He kept mumbling: "It's not a dream, it's definitely not a dream."

Zheng Jia was annoyed by him, and the two broke up in disagreement.

Su Liang recalled Zheng Jia's disgusted and impatient look, biting his lips and thinking to stay away from him. After leaving the villa, he walked alone, and his mood gradually calmed down. He realized that his noise and madness did indeed seem unreasonable to Zheng Jiao's eyes, even a bit like a lunatic. But he was not prepared to apologize, nor did he regard this dream as a dream.

It may be a bit irrational, but Su Liang thinks that those things have happened.

The feeling of dying and dying really makes people dare not have any extravagance.

He took a deep breath and hurried away. He thought he might have to be a little bit far away from Feng.

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In the early morning of the next day, the bird was chattering outside the window, Ji Huan's ear moved, and he touched the quilt to cover his head, immediately blocking the sunlight coming from the window. Feng Chi leaned on the bed, quietly lifted the quilt, and a ray of light fell in to make Ji Huan dissatisfied. He tightened his eyebrows and was about to reach out, and Feng Chi immediately put the quilt back.

The man in his arms rubbed his waist and continued to sleep.

Feng Chi's eyes fell on the window, his long fingers moved gently, and a ray of light jumped gently at his fingertips. Then, he lifted the quilt again and sent the ray of light into the quilt.

Ji Huan slept well, and his eyes lit up suddenly. He opened his eyes in confusion, then widened his eyes.

Suddenly lifted the quilt, the ray of light was like a rabbit burned to the buttocks.

Ji Huan turned his head to stare at Feng Chi, his eyes suspicious.

Feng Chi didn't change his face. He brushed his fluffy, messy short hair, raised a curved corner of his mouth, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you sleeping well?"

Ji Huan nodded.

Feng Chi's abdominal muscles are comfortable.

Climbing up from the bed, Ji Huan's expression stiffened for a moment. But Feng Chi raised his eyebrows and looked at him now, and Ji Huan was embarrassed to climb back again. He sat straight on Feng Chi's body with a blank expression, and tried to maintain it for two seconds before lying back on his back.

Staring at Feng Chi grievously, he whispered: "It hurts a little."

The man's hand went down his shoulder all the way, gasping gradually, Feng Chi's voice gradually hoarse, "Where does it hurt?"

Ji Huan hugged the pillow and buried his face in a soft pillow. Feng Chi watched him ashamed to be pink, and he didn't bother him. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'll give you some medicine?"

"No."

"Don't it hurt?"

"You don't feel pain if you do it twice less."

Feng Chi spread his hand, thinking that his kitten was playing with such an idea. But ... Ji Huan was destined to be disappointed. Touching the short hair of the kitten's blown hair, Feng Chi's voice was calm and dull, "You can do it twice less today."

Ji Huan: "..."

On the way to the Demon Management Bureau, Ji Huan rarely sat in the back seat, leaving the co-pilot seat to the air. Feng Chi looked angry and funny, but did not stop him. Waiting for the demon control board, Ji Huan, who was still clamoring where the pain was, rushed out as fast as the arrow from the string. Outside the door.

Feng Chi: "..."

He stood there slamming and was about to push the door, but suddenly there was a sneer in his ear. Feng Chi didn't change his face and didn't even look back. With his hand stretched out, a bird with a bee-like appearance suddenly stiffened and fell from the tree. When he hit the ground with a click, the other party was a little ignorant.

It took a long time to reluctantly get up from the ground. Guo Sheng looked at the left and right to make sure that no talents around him changed back to their former appearance. He frowned and rubbed his buttocks, and couldn't help but make a nagging, "Isn't it a laugh when you are such a man? The temper is so big! The man who desires dissatisfaction is terrible."

"How do you know I'm dissatisfied?"

"I am really **** up?"

Feng Chi glanced at him blankly, and said softly: "No. What are you doing?"

Guo Sheng also wanted to laugh at Feng Chi, but the problem of Feng Chi made him become serious at once. He rubbed his nose and pulled Feng Chi to walk in, lowering his voice while walking: "I heard Are you staring at Zheng Jie during this time? "

"The news is very informed."

"Okay. Don't be yin and yang, you shot at Zheng Jia and the crow clan, Zhuo Guang and Shi Jiu are often not in the demon control bureau, they should know everything." Guo Sheng pouted, "This time there is something to tell You said. Do you know that there is a lover called Su Liang near Zheng Jia? I think he is not simple. "

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