Chapter 57:

057.
Feng Chi only moved his hand a little, and the chair stepped on by Ji Huan swayed, his expression froze violently, even his body was stiff to move. Ji Huan breathed, fearing that a little breathing would cause the chair under his feet to fall apart. However, even though Ji Huan thought very well, the chair shook and twitched for a moment with a swaying arc that ordinary people could not understand, shaking him down.
Feng Chi opened his arms and embraced the teenager smoothly. Quietly whispered in Ji Huan's ear: "Is this the way to embrace?"
Ji Huan was originally embarrassed because he suddenly fell into Feng Chi's arms, but when he heard the man's words, he suddenly realized everything. Feng Chi said with a little smile in his words. That smile was what everyone could hear.
Ji Huan was furious, "You deliberately!"
He said that the chair was usually of such good quality, but now its legs are unstable and shaking so much.
Feng Chi's eyes showed an innocent look. He used to use an expressionless face to know nothing. Ji Huan only heard the phrase "where did you come to prove that I intentionally".
Ji Huan: "..."
Isn't this intentional?
Ji Huan rolled his eyes and did not want to talk to Feng Chiduo, who was as thick as a city wall. The white light flashed, and the teenager in Feng Chi's arms suddenly turned into a small mirror, which fell on the man's thigh. Ji Huan made a grimace in front of Feng Chi in the mirror, patted his and rolled to the ground.
Feng Chi: "..."
Didn't Ji Huan remember it? On many occasions, he shook the small mirror twice, and the small mirror immediately became human. Feng Chi pinched his eyebrows, looking at the small mirror with a smile and swaying the small body from side to side, walking out of the way the six relatives did not recognize.
Feng Chi decided to give him a face.
Ji Huan didn't come out after entering the guest room, and deliberately handed over all the mess to Feng Chi as a warning. But Feng Chi didn't care, so he collected it at random. He threw the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and turned to take a shower in the room.
After taking a bath, he leaned on the bed and looked at his mobile phone. He remembered that there was a little courageous mirror in his heart, and he was entangled in whether he should devote himself. In case Ji Huan was attracted by his abs, he promised him. Just thinking, the door rang suddenly. He was stunned for a moment, and he randomly put on his clothes to open the door. Standing outside the door is the courier in the villa area, the one Feng Feng often sees.
However, the expression of the courier at this moment looks a bit strange.
He pushed two cartons of milk in front of Feng Chi in front of Feng Chi's doubts, with a complex expression: "Mr. Feng, this was bought by a gentleman named 'Feng Chi is a big hoof'." "
The courier seems to think that the ID "Feng Chi is a big pig's hoof" makes people find it very difficult to tell. He stumbling when he speaks, and he wants to cover his face and turn and run. In contrast, Feng, who was inexplicably labeled the "Big Pig's Hoof" label, behaved quite normally, and looked a little lifeless.
There is no doubt who is the person who buys milk in their family. Moreover, the ID "Feng Chi is a big hoof" can only be obtained by Ji Huan.
He nodded to the courier, "I know, thank you."
"You're welcome, I'm leaving now."
After the courier left, Feng Chi picked up the milk and glanced. This milk is not the same as the ordinary courier. There is nothing wrapped around it. A yellow post-it is posted on it. It says: Since it is right next to it, just give Mr. Feng Chi a big hoof. Come here, remember to praise.
Feng Chi tore off the paper, then carried two boxes of milk and knocked on Ji Huan's room door. But there was no sound after knocking twice. Feng Chi twisted his eyebrows slightly and unscrewed the door handle directly.
When I came to the room, the sound of water in the bathroom blew loudly, and occasionally came a song or two of Ji Huan's humming song and two scolds.
The content of the insult was unsurprisingly "Feng Chi Gou Bi".
But ... Feng Chi was really curious about what Ji Huan was thinking while taking a bath, so that he even scolded him while taking a bath.
Feng Chi originally wanted to put down the milk box and left, but then he gave up the idea again. He sat on Ji Huan's bed and opened a bottle of milk. Insert the straw into the bottle and give it a sweet taste.
Feng Chi: "..."
In silence, he flipped the milk bottle to reveal the label, which read: XX Sweet Milk.
How old is the person who still likes to drink sweet milk.
Ji Huan opened the door in a relaxed mood, revealing his two big white legs and going outside. With a dry towel on his head, he lifted the black pajamas and swiped it across his face, wiping off the water droplets on his face. After the water droplets on his eyes were wiped clean, he opened his eyes and saw a man lying on his bed drinking milk.
Ji Huan: "..."
At this moment, Ji Huan didn't know whether to get angry at the other party to occupy his bed or not. This guy wouldn't ask him to drink milk.
And ... why is this milk packaging so familiar? It looks like the sweet milk he ordered tonight.
Ji Huan hesitated while standing still, Feng Chi had already asked, "Do you like to drink sweet milk?"
"What do you mean ?!"
"The sweet milk you ordered is delivered. It's in the supermarket where we often buy food." Feng Chi looked at him distressedly. "When I passed the milk shelf two days ago, I saw that the price of this carton of milk was only three. fifteen."
Ji Huan listened to his words, his expression suddenly frozen. If the price of one box is thirty-five, then two boxes are seventy dollars.
But the fact is that the slogan for this milk is half price for the second box, and the two boxes cost him a hundred pieces.
Ji Huan: "..." lost money.
Feng Chi looked at the young boy with a dull face and pulled him to the side rather distressed, comforting: "But it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to have a good drink."
Money is not important.
Even though Feng Chi has been comforting, Ji Huan still feels that one of his hearts has been pierced. He was covering his chest, and he wished to roll his eyes at the supermarket owner. Probably the focus was on the price of sweet milk, and even Feng Chi couldn't notice how he wiped his hair with a towel.
Until Feng Chi walked aside to get the hair dryer, Ji Huan turned his head in a click, "I'll do it myself."
Feng Chijiu glanced at him, "Every time I wiped it for you, it won't take much time to blow it for you."
Ji Huan thought that what he said was very reasonable.
He sighed while holding his chin, and let Feng Chi play tricks on his head, still thinking about the second box at half price. Sigh after sigh stopped the movement of Feng Chi's hand, making it a little funny. He lowered his eyes and suggested: "If not, please kiss me, and I will help you to teach the black boss of the supermarket tomorrow?"
Even if I knew Feng Chi's words, it was a joke. But Ji Huan still glanced at him, and said quietly, "Forget it, I suddenly felt that these dozens of blocks were not too bad."
Feng Chi: "..."
After a few seconds, Feng Chi asked again: "I cook for you and blow your hair, don't you feel touched at all?"
"I'm touched."
"Then why don't you promise me?"
Ji Huan pinched the corner of his clothes and muttered softly: "Then I will not look for a nanny."
In all fairness, Feng Chi can't humiliate him with the word "nanny" at all. Ji Huan had never been in a relationship before, and always felt a little imaginary. Moreover, he suddenly found out that in this world, it didn't take long to talk about love with Big Boss ... it seemed that something was not right.
He extended his paw and patted Feng Chi. "You can rest assured that I will not scum you. I will definitely give you a satisfactory reply."
Satisfied reply.
For Feng Chi, the "satisfactory reply" is nothing more than that they are really together. Now that you have basically determined your thoughts, how can you answer it in shame?
Feng Chi's eyes swept away. Ji Huan crossed his arms and straightened his waist plate, "I'm just a little uneasy?"
"Yes, I will wipe you out of your uneasiness, and I will give you a sense of security." Feng Chi touched his head. "Drinking milk and brushing your teeth, go to sleep. This sweet milk tastes OK."
Ji Huan glanced at him, "Remember to give money."
Feng Chi seemed to laugh, "I have given you all the cards and no money. But if the meat is paid, I will."
Ji Huan: "Forget it, free for you."
The next day, Feng Chi took Ji Huan with a sweet milk bottle to the demon control bureau. Ji Huan sat on the co-pilot's seat and took out his mobile phone to brush Weibo. I accidentally saw a Weibo post in the same city that was praised thousands of times.
【Shock! A bunch of drunks fell in the back door of the XX bar! It is said that he was stunned with a hidden weapon! 】
Ji Huan: "..."
Ji Huan suddenly had a bad hunch in his heart. Would n’t this XX bar be the one that Song Shujing went to last night? He wondered if he wanted to ask Feng Chi, but the man just confirmed it by glancing at the red light. He clicked on a picture and enlarged it several times, pointing to somewhere to show Ji Huan: "Look at these, pistachio badan, all Song Shujing likes to eat."
It is also Song Shujing's favorite hidden weapon.
After being reminded of this, Ji Huan seemed to remember what Song Shujing used to surpass Zhuo Guang before.
Feng Chi looked at his almost suffocated expression and gave a soft sigh, "So I told you not to follow her to the bar. It's okay to go to the restaurant for a drink. It's easy to go to the bar and drink and sing and dance. "
Ji Huan clenched his fists, "Got it, I wrote it down."
Thinking of him again, Feng Chi, "You are really a good person, I shouldn't have doubted you."
Feng Chi: "You don't need to say this."
Anyway, he doesn't like listening very much.
A lot of good guy cards have been taken, but unfortunately they can't be used at all.
Ji Huan chirped, and opened the monsters' forum again. This forum was recommended to him by Shi Ying. By the way, he used his mobile phone number to register a trumpet for Ji Huan, so that he could see more hidden content and even speak.
At first glance, he was immediately attracted by a hot post on top.
[Shock! Superstar Chang Xingzhou even hunted monsters! The evidence is as follows-]