Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

044.

After being banned so much, Ji Huan naturally couldn't sleep. Slowly crawling up from the bed, solemnly putting the lop-eared rabbit back on the head of the bed, he was going to the bathroom with bare feet. Feng Chi raised his eyebrows, grabbed his clothes and pulled him in front of himself, "Put on the slippers, and the toiletries are still in my bedroom."

Ji Huan scratched his head, remembering that it was indeed like this. He stepped out of the slippers that Feng Chi changed. Feng Chi's slippers were bigger than his, wearing a walking and kicking sound. He tried to open his eyes wide and closed his eyes after giving up just a few seconds later. He had been dreaming last night. One night down, Ji Huan had the illusion of exhaustion.

Seems to be hollowed out overnight.

Ji Huan walked in the front, and Feng Chi followed to see him bumping into the door. However, Ji Huan's sense of crisis was still very strong. When he was only a few centimeters away from the door, he turned to the next door and entered the master bedroom smoothly. Feng Chi saw question marks all over his face.

Why are there so confused people in the world? Moreover, the action of watching Ji Huan was obviously cultivated through years of habit.

After five minutes, Ji Huan was finally awake and came out of the bathroom with a face of water. As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Chi staring at him. He touched his face unconsciously, and his voice was dumb. "Did my face wash?"

"It's clean. I have a question to ask you." Feng Chi asked with curiosity in Ji Huan's eyes. "Did you walk with your eyes closed and you didn't hit the door?"

Ji Huan: "... No."

But looking at Feng Chi's inexhaustible expression, Ji Huan could think that if he told the truth, Feng Chi would definitely laugh at him. And he will never give Feng Chi such an opportunity.

Feng Chi was not surprised to hear this answer. Children like to be brave. He responded casually, carrying Ji Huan's clothes and taking people out to the living room. Ji Huan did n’t notice that Feng Chi had already gone out and came back again, slamming the door twice and refusing to move, “Is n’t it going to buy pancake fruit today? I ’m going back to the room to change clothes. You never want to press me on the table Let me drink porridge to finish it! "

"I still go to buy pancake fruit at this time. Why should the uncle wait for you?" Feng Chi was quite abandoned and bounced twice on his forehead, pinching his back neck to let him look at the table. It's cold, eat quickly. "

Looking at it from this angle, you can see a white plastic pocket on the dining table. The plastic bag is a cowhide-colored paper bag, which reminds Ji Huan of the pancake fruit. He stepped on the slippers and walked to the living room. Feng Chi followed him behind his back and raised his eyebrows. He was in a good mood.

"This cake is so big."

"Well. It doesn't matter if you can't eat it." Feng Chi said.

Ji Huan touched his belly and was very confident about his food. He ate for a while and thought of what he did not succeed last night. I ran back to my room and took my phone, staring at Feng Chi, "Shall we add WeChat?"

"WeChat?" The man looked at him and frowned, his meaning self-evident.

Ji Huan: "..." Feng Chi wouldn't know if the old cadres went to WeChat?

Or, just simply don't like to use it.

Ji Huan asked tentatively: "Do you not need it? I'll get one for you?"

Feng Chi nodded: "Okay."

It turns out that Feng Chi is very casual in some ways. Ji Huan glanced at the mobile phone he handed over. Although it is the latest smartphone with the same model, he actually failed to play the real purpose of the smartphone. He can be used by changing him to an old machine. A glance at the software on the phone is mostly built into the system. He first issued a WeChat account, registered his account, and added his own WeChat account before returning it to Feng Chi.

Ji Huan looked at Feng Chi's eyes and twiddled after receiving the phone, and couldn't help but ask him: "I usually pay, I think you use your phone."

Feng Chi said blankly: "There is Alipay." As the director of the demon control bureau, he did not fall behind.

Ji Huanwen was even more confused, "You have Alipay, why not use WeChat?"

Feng Chi: "I don't chat."

Ji Huan thought too. Feng Chi looked like he did not like to chat with people. Under Alipay, WeChat can really understand. He propped his chin and poked the phone screen, "Next time we will chat across a wall."

Feng Chi: "..." It sounds so sad, it might as well not talk.

After breakfast, Ji Huan went to change clothes, and it was more than 9:30 when Feng got on the bus and arrived at the Demon Administration. Feng Chi looked at the time on his watch, a little silent. He realizes that if there is a sleepy Ji Huan at home, the number of late arrivals may increase linearly. But ... who made him the director.

It does not matter if you are late.

Several monsters of the demon control board are busy because of the victim in the hospital, and there is only one baby in the hall who is guarding the house. Shi Ying looked a little bored, staring at her phone with her chin in a daze, until she heard something coming from the door, and immediately raised her head to glow.

"Boss, Huanhuan, you are finally here!" Shi Ying rushed out and took Ji Huan to run on the sofa. He reached out and pulled out a bag of snacks from the compartment under the coffee table. "This is I bought it by the way when I came here today. This steamed bun is really super delicious. It will soon be cold and eat quickly. "

Ji Huan's eyes lit up, and a cough suddenly sounded behind him in the next second. He turned back subconsciously, noting that Feng Chi was frowning at them, and his gaze swept the buns in their hands from time to time. Ji Huan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he didn't ask if Feng Chi had eaten this morning.

There is only one pancake fruit bought.

He looked at the steamed buns in his hand, and tried to hand it forward. The words had not been spoken. Feng Chi took it without hesitation, took a bite, and walked to the office.

Ji Huan bit his finger and mournfully watched the seal leave late. For a moment, he turned his head to look at Shi Ying, who looked incredulously biting the meat bun. In Shi Ying's memory, their boss has always disliked this food. Normally they don't take Feng Chi too much for takeout, because Feng Chi can't stand their hot and sour powder snails and snails, spicy hot and other non-rice foods. But today, Feng Chi broke his long-standing cognition.

Shi Ying noticed Ji Huan's sorrowful expression when she came back, and was about to say something, but heard Ji Huan said: "Did I really buy my pancake fruit when I went out this morning?"

Shi Ying was stunned. "Is the boss going out to buy you pancake fruit today?"

Ji Huan nodded. Shi Ying understood, "The boss must not have eaten. We ordered a pancake fruit takeout before and asked the boss specifically, but he said he did not like to eat."

So, really just because he mentioned a sentence before going to bed last night, and ran out this morning to buy him pancake fruit?

Ji Huan blinked, and his heart suddenly jumped a little fast.

At noon, Shi Jiu and Zhuo Guang went back to the demon control bureau, and they came back to dinner. Whether you order takeout or go out to eat, most of the meals in the demon management board are reimbursed for late. Zhuo Guang, the monster who has saved for decades, failed to save much money, so he was always tarnished. Feng Chi had no comment on this.

In fact, the decoration of the tables and chairs in the Monster Management Bureau was bought by the four monsters Zhuo Guang. Such things as tables and chairs will not work in a few years. They have to be changed, and Zhuoguang spends their money. Feng Chi knew that they also wanted to do something for the Demon Administration, and he did not refuse.

Today's lunch is sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried vegetables and seaweed soup, plus a bowl of rice full of grains. Zhuo Guang ate with a big mouth, twitching his eyebrows slurred and said: "I and Shi Jiu have basically figured out the monster's dwelling. After eating, I went to take a look."

Feng Chih thought for a while, and glanced at the young man who was bulging his ribs and eating ribs. Ji Huan squinted out a bone and scooped the sweet and sour pork ribs with a spoon and poured it on the rice. A bite of rice went on, the taste was so good that his eyes were shining.

He retracted his gaze and said softly: "Wait later."

Zhuo Guang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "This little thing doesn't need your boss to worry", but Ji Huan accidentally touched Ji Huan, and he immediately understood. He nodded, "Okay, save Huanhuan some merit, but when you save, you suddenly change back, and you don't have any mental preparation."

Feng Chi's hand holding chopsticks paused. His eyes turned around Zhuo Guang and Shi Ying. I didn't know what he had thought of. His eyes were dark, and he continued to eat for a moment.

After dinner, tidying up the table, Zhuo Guang walked out with his teeth picking the garbage bag, Shi Ying and Ji Huan leaned lazily against the old tree in the yard like a full cat. Ji Huan digs into his pocket and takes out a piece of strawberry-flavored white chocolate and hands it to Shi Ying. "Sister Song gave it yesterday. It tastes super good. Even Feng Chi likes to eat it."

Shi Ying's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously again: "Boss still eats this? We didn't want him to give him before. What's the matter, the emotion still depends on people."

Feng Chi stood at the window to watch Ji Huan and Shi Ying whispering their heads together.

Shi Jiu looked at him in his direction and smiled: "A Ying and Ji Huan got along very well. When she went to the supermarket to buy snacks two days ago, she remembered to bring Ji Huan a copy."

Feng Chi didn't speak, wrinkled his eyebrows, and didn't know what he was thinking. Shi Jiu didn't care, until he turned to leave, Feng Chi suddenly said, "Why don't you call him sister-in-law?"

Suddenly hearing such a problem, Shi Jiu's head was stuck for a moment, and his eyes revealed a bit of confusion.

He glanced at Feng Chi for a while, and the expression of their boss looked very calm, as if he had just asked him a simple question casually. He looked at Ji Huan outside the window again. Ji Huan and Shi Ying probably talked about something interesting, and they laughed very brightly.

He remembered that Ji Huan was lying on Shi Ying ’s shoulder while drinking and that they repeatedly emphasized that he and Feng Chi were not in that relationship ...

When Shi Jiu recovered, he smiled a little embarrassedly, "Just see it. And the boss, did you also say that Ji Huan is not our sister-in-law?"

In fact, they all know clearly. At first, it was a joke, and then they found that Feng Chi was indeed very different from Ji Huan. The joke seemed to be approaching the facts, and they got up at will. Later, Feng Chi and Ji Huan denied one after another, and after drinking with Ji Huan, his feelings became warmer, so naturally he could no longer make fun of his friends.

But ... despite that, they still felt that the word "sister-in-law" had to be pressed on Ji Huan finally.

Feng Chi listened to Shi Jiu's answer, pursing his lips for a moment. His eyes fell on Ji Huan again, and he suddenly said, "It doesn't matter if you don't change your mouth."