Chapter 67:

067.
Shi Jiu felt that the current situation was a bit fucking. Zhuo Guang and them said through news a second ago that Wu Hao, the crow, ran to find Zheng Jia. The person staring at Zheng Jia also informed them that someone had gone to the villa on Zheng Jia Mountain. The report call reached their demon control bureau.
Shi Jiujie expressionlessly listened to Zheng Jia's current situation in a smiling voice, "I'm really embarrassed to disturb you, but I suspect there is a monster who wants to kill me, there is no way to report the case."
Shi Jiu gave a cold face, asked the address pretendingly, and hung up the phone.
In the hall of the demon control bureau, Jiu Ji opened his mouth when he didn't need it. The call just pressed was hands-free and everyone with ears heard it. Song Shujing stood up from her chair with a little unusual emotion between her eyebrows, "I suddenly found that the boss made people stare at Zheng Jia. It was a really correct decision. I have never seen a suspect who would report the case himself."
"So he really can't get rid of those things, right? Otherwise, it's such a coincidence, and he brought it to his door." Shi Ying raised his eyebrows, and also showed doubts with a little fat white baby's face, "I used to think at most He was restless, and he never expected to be so mad. "
"It seems that some people behind the fire rats have done the dirty work. Some people behind him support it." Song Shujing narrowed his eyes. "Unfortunately, no evidence was found at that time, and only the father and son of the Zheng family were left."
During the talk, Song Shujing and others had already packed up and were ready to go out.
Feng Chi glanced at the young man who was still wearing his clothes and trousers, raised a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at the back of Song Shujing and others, he could not help reaching out and squeezing Ji Huan's face. Ji Huan's face is particularly soft, and it feels very good when he gently squeezes it. Ji Huan himself does not reject it, making it a little addictive.
The man stood beside him, lowered his hands, and asked, "Want to go together?"
Thinking of the protagonist in the novel "Monster Run", Ji Huan twitched his lips and quietly hugged his thin self. "That's not true either. I'm a little worried that Sister Song can't do Zheng Jia."
Ji Huan's mind is quite easy to use, knowing why Zheng Jia suddenly called the Demon Administration. It's just that Wu Hao's going to him would make him sick, so he simply took the initiative to call and sent it himself. If Zheng Jia is better, he may be able to get rid of the suspicion in front of the demon administration.
Ji Huan twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you going?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"Shall I go with you?" Ji Huan didn't answer his question, but this statement also showed his attitude, "I'll be fine if I follow you."
Ji Huan personally feels that people like Zheng Jia can only deal with Feng Chi, but the thought of Feng Chi's ending in the novel is a little uneasy. He quietly grabbed the man's clothes, his fingers were so hard that his knuckles were whitening, "It's safer to go together."
Feng Chi still looked down at him, his eyes deep and dark. He reached out and took the boy's hand, his deep voice with uncommon tenderness, and every word with the warm temperature of Ling Jihuan.
"Don't worry, don't panic, let's go together."
Ji Huan hung his head quietly, licking his dry lips, murmuring in a low voice, wondering if he was telling Feng Chi or giving himself psychological comfort: "No panic."
The clothes in the yard were still dripping wet, and Feng Chi had the intention to let Ji Huanduo wear his clothes for a while, but he didn't wring the dirty clothes intentionally. I thought well at the time, but did not expect an unexpected situation. Hook the clothes and squeeze them dry, and put them in the palm for only a few seconds. The wet clothes become dry in an instant. Ji Huan's eyes widened in surprise, his fingers poked his clothes, and he pinched and shook in front of him.
There is no difference between clothes that are dried on the balcony, and the light laundry detergent smells of sunlight and temperature.
"You ... so powerful?"
The young man's suspicious eyes contained a bit of weirdness and temptation, and his expression could not help but make him laugh. Fingers crossed the other person's soft side face, he smiled lightly: "Your husband has more powerful, invite you to witness later."
"What husband is not husband, obviously now is just a boyfriend who is on the job for a day." Ji Huan pouted at him and took his clothes to the office.
Although the Demon Management Bureau is now left with Feng Chi, it stands to reason that even if he changes clothes in the hall. Ji Huan just felt that this kind of private matter was safer than someone's office.
He subconsciously classified Feng Chi's territory as the safest place.
After changing clothes, Feng Chi took him to the car, and the two went to Zhengjia's hilltop villa. On the way, Feng Chi's gaze slightly touched the teenager's eyes and sleeves, seeming to start something, and suddenly said: "If you don't like Zheng Jia, you can change back to the mirror and put it in my pocket."
Upon hearing this, Ji Huan almost burst.
He once thought about the question why Zheng Jia and the protagonist Suo haven't shown any interest in demon mirrors. Silai wanted to think about it for a long time and finally got only one answer, because they didn't know that Zhao Yaojing was in Feng Chi's hands.
So even though they are very interested in the demon mirror, they have not disclosed anything.
At this time, if Zheng Jia accidentally finds that he is looking at the demon mirror, is that still enough?
Ji Huan quickly shook his head, "No, in fact, it won't happen if you look at it, at most it's because your eyes hurt a little."
In the mid-level villa.
Zheng Jia sat on the side of the sofa, his legs folded leisurely. With a glass of wine on hand, the scarlet liquid looked nauseating, and Song Shujing glanced back with a glance.
Wu Hao collapsed on the sofa opposite Zheng Jia, and his breath was barely audible. If it wasn't for Shi Jiu to explore the pulse, they thought Wu Hao was dead.
But no matter what Wu Hao is, the situation now looks really meaningful.
The person who reported the crime leaned on the sofa like an uncle, and occasionally took a sip of leisurely wine. The so-called murder criminals turned their belly to death like a dead fish.
Song Shujing's temper is not very good, and she is patient with the people she likes. When facing Zheng Jia, she especially wants to give a slap. She raised her eyelids with a bit of irritability and impatience. "You reported that he was going to kill you, didn't you want to kill him and surrender?"
Stripping away the disgust in and outside of Song Shujing's words, Zheng Jia didn't seem to feel the hostility of the other party. He smiled and said: "Who made him beat me. When I tried to kill me, I was put down, although It sounds unreasonable, but ... at least I survived, is it also a good thing? "
Song Shujing sneered aloud, "It is indeed a good thing."
The last two words seemed to be stiffly picked from somewhere, and there was a faint smell of clenched teeth.
Shi Jiu patted Song Shujing's shoulder lightly, and the person who passed Sister Song stood in front of her, and Zheng Jia, who was smiling diligently, nodded. . "
His gaze crossed the silent Wu Hao, said softly: "Of course, there are some things that can't be listened to by Mr. Zheng alone, hope to forgive me."
"Of course, but after all, why didn't the end come? Are you in love?"
Shi Jiu frowned, "This has nothing to do with Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Jia sighed, "You have a problem with this. The end is the director of the demon control bureau, and we, as ordinary demon people, also have the responsibility to supervise him. If the end is due to falling in love and inadvertently paying attention to the people's feelings, it is really not worth it a good thing."
...
Ji Huan followed Feng Chi into the gate and heard such a sentence. Several question marks popped out of the forehead of the teenager, his eyes slightly confused. Did Zheng Jia take the wrong medicine? Ye still care about Feng Chi's love life? And it sounds like this when he was so high school, the class teacher bitterly persuaded the classmates of early love:
Do n’t fall in love early, because early love delays learning. What if you fail to get into a good university because of your early love?
Ji Huan: "... a lot of control."
A small grunt was unusually clear in the villa. Several employees of the demon control bureau were shocked by Zheng Jia's "care" for Feng Chi. Unexpectedly, they regarded Zheng Jia as a suspect, but Zheng Jia was so concerned about their boss's performance? Shocked and unbelievable, the moment Ji Huan's voice sounded, several employees did not respond.
Song Shujing looked up, Ji Huan wrinkled his face and lipped his mouth, hooking Feng Chi's arm with one hand.
She blinked, the picture in front of her did not change. Only then did my boss and sister-in-law really come. It's just ... Didn't they let them solve it? I was very puzzled, but Song Shujing was not so stupid as to ask Feng Chi in front of Zheng Jia, "How did you come here?" She withdrew her gaze and showed a smiling smile to Zheng Jia.
"Mr. Zheng thought a little bit, and our boss really doesn't need you to care."
Zheng Jia's eyes have been on the teenager since Ji Huan appeared. He and Ji Huan had met before this, and the dialogue and exchanges at that time were not particularly pleasant. Zheng Jia noticed that his delicate brows and eyes showed a little annoyance, and the corners of his mouth slowly smiled, "Since the end is coming, then I will tell you what is going on."
"As everyone knows, the crow clan and my mother's fire rat clan are friends. For this reason, I also have a good relationship with the crow clan. I will also interact with the crow clan on weekdays. Wu Hao has a good relationship with me , Usually can eat together and drink tea together. Today he came to me, I thought he was just rubbing rice as usual, who knows almost killed me. "
During Zheng Jia's speech, he pulled the neckline, and a red mark around his neck was particularly conspicuous. He nodded his neck and smiled: "Did you see it? If it wasn't for me to react in time, I would be strangled by him."
Employees of the Demon Administration: "..."
Shi Yingjiu laughed twice, "When did our monsters kill people like this?"
Shi Jiu was expressionless, "Mr. Zheng, IMHO Wu Hao ’s brain is okay, he should not think about strangling a candle dragon."
Zheng Jia waved his hand, his expression looked extremely helpless: "Then how do I know what is going on, the problem is that he wants to strangle me. As for whether Wu Hao has a brain problem or is taking the wrong medicine, it is not up to you Is the demon control board investigating? Anyway, Wu Haoren is here, you can take him back to have a trial. "
That's right, but it's really anger.
Ji Huan lowered his head and rolled his eyes. God knows how the author of "The Wraith Run" created this protagonist. When he wanted to read novels, the readers yelled that Zheng Jia, a white-cut black man, was too powerful. If you bring them over to feel it for yourself at this time, I'm afraid you will vomit blood?
He tugged on Feng Chi's clothes and tipped over when the man came sideways and whispered: "It's disgusting."
Feng Chi slightly hooked his lips and rubbed Ji Huan's fluffy head. He looked up at Shi Jiu and others, raised his chin slightly, "You first take Wu Hao back to the Demon Administration."
Shi Jiu and others looked at each other and carried Wu Hao away.
The huge villa suddenly became empty, leaving only three people. Zheng Jia's eyes fell on the young man on Feng Chi's side again. When he met Ji Huan, a light smile flickered in those eyes. Looking at the tenderness, Ji Huan shivered. Ji Huan wrinkled his eyebrows and leaned against Feng Chi's side.
Zheng Jia laughed: "I don't look so scary?"
Ji Huan rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Feng Chi looked at him, and his brows and eyes were cold, just like the frozen thousands of miles of snowfields, "Mr. Zheng is self-righteous."
Throwing away some meaningful words, Feng Chi did not look at the expression of justice, took Ji Huan's hand and went outside. It didn't take long for the roar started by Maybach. Zheng Jia stood at the window and looked at the shadow of the car, and finally disappeared on the Panshan Highway, and he smiled with his lips.
He picked up his phone and dialed out a call: "Who the is that little guy next to Feng Chi checking?"
"Can't find it, it's really interesting."
"Zheng Jia's cultivation has improved a lot." Feng Chihang was on the steering wheel, but he didn't have any worry about his words, but he was too calm. Some things had been expected for a long time, but now I feel Zheng Jia's inadvertently exposed fox tail, so I don't feel shocked.
Ji Huan sat cross-legged in the co-pilot ’s seat, recalling that Zheng Jiafang looked at his expression, and his eyes were filled with disgust, "He just has a problem."
"There is a problem. But he hides very well."
When Maybach was about to leave the Panshan Highway towards the intersection, he suddenly stopped the car. At the intersection in front of them, two cars collided, one of them crashed into the guardrail, and the other was broken from the middle. Ji Huan opened the window and stretched his head to see. There were not many cars on the Panshan Highway. Only one of them was blocked. Ji Huan sent a text message to Song Shujing, confirming that the other party had left before retracting his head. "It seems that we are out of luck."
Feng Chi lowered the window and put it on the window with one hand. A pair of eyes looked at the distance lightly, and the eyes were a little meaningful. Ji Huan saw that he didn't speak, but instead had a deep vision, and couldn't help but wonder. Turned into a small mirror and climbed onto the man's leg and climbed up to Feng Chi's shoulder with difficulty. He looked in Feng Chi's eyes, and he was stunned.
He twisted his head back and slapped it on the man's chin. "Feng Chi, which little goblin are you looking at!"
The jaw was photographed, as if bitten by a mosquito. Feng Chi shook the small mirror and let Ji Huan sit on his legs with his legs open, smiling softly: "What's wrong, jealous?"
Ji Huan curled his eyebrows and said nothing, but the meaning revealed in his expression was that he was jealous.
Feng Chi lifted his chin, lowered his head and pecked lightly on his lips, narrowed his eyes and said, "Good boy, the goblin I love to see is only you."
"Cheater, who did you just watch!"
"Zheng's lover."
With Feng Chi's words exiting, Ji Huan's head was stunned, and he was suddenly confused. He blinked, twisted and looked in a direction ahead. At the junction where the two cars collided, two people stood, one with his back turned to him and his face was unclear, while the other had a beautiful face and a slender figure.
He pointed to the boy, "You said this is Zheng Jia's lover?"
Feng Chi hugged his waist, his voice faintly. Then Ji Huan asked: "Do you know what his name is?"
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan waited for a long time without waiting for the man's answer, and turned his head back, "Why don't you talk? It doesn't matter if you don't know, I just asked casually."
Ji Huan's expression really looked normal, with a little curiosity about the teenager's name in his eyes. But Feng Chi was still a little flustered.
His hand moved slowly upwards, and the butterfly valley protruding across Ji Huan finally landed on his back. He rested his head on the other person ’s shoulder and his lips pressed against Ji Huan ’s neck. ? What if you get jealous again if I say his name? "
"Why do you jealous if you say his name?" Ji Huan's expression was dazed.
"Just now I looked at him more and you were jealous."
Ji Huan: "... that's different."
After knowing that the person in the accident was Zheng Jia's lover, Ji Huan relaxed. Anyway, he didn't think Feng Chi would have any coveted feelings for the boy. It's not that Feng Chi is inexplicably blackened in the original book because the lover who wanted to rob Zheng Jia didn't succeed.
He rolled his eyes and pressed Feng Chi's face to urge: "Hurry up."
Let him see if the lover is the protagonist.
Feng Chi saw that he was really curious about Zheng Jia's lover's name, and then he began to say: "Su Liang."
Ji Huan slammed his thigh, and the protagonist's sensation appeared. He moved his buttocks, turned a circle around Feng Chi's leg hard, trying to see Su Liang more. In the novel, Su Liang is soft and cute, and was yelled by a group of readers that "Baby Mommy Loves You". But Ji Huan's first feeling for Su Liang was dislike. As for the source of this unhappiness, Ji Huan was also confused.
To the end of the novel, he felt that the two protagonists looked uncomfortable, otherwise he would not post such a book review, and woke up and ran here.
Ji Huan thought, his thoughts suddenly flew a bit far, and he scratched his chin to take back his attention.
"You seem very excited." Feng Chi's voice was behind his ears, and his soft breath fell on his ears, dyeing her fair skin. Ji Huan squeezed his ears, reached his back and pushed against the man ’s chest, "Do n’t talk to me like that."
Feng Chi took hold of his hand and pulled him back into his arms. The spine was close to Feng Chi's chest. He wrinkled his nose. "Feng Chi, is there any glue on your body and how it sticks so much."
"If there is glue on me, you have to hang on me all day long." He kissed the boy's cheeks prostrately, and wanted to say something, but his eyes stopped. The two talking not far away have all turned around and are walking towards them.
The kiss suddenly disappeared, even the soft and hot breath slowed down a lot, and Ji Huan looked up confusedly. From this look, I saw Su Liang coming head-on.
Ji Huan: "... Can we turn around and leave?"
Yes, yes, but there is only Zheng Jia's villa on the mountain. This also means that Ji Huan's situation today is that the protagonist is in the front and the protagonist is attacking later. He is surrounded by a book wearer and is very helpless. Fortunately, he abducted a boyfriend.
Ji Huan squeezed silently into Feng Chi's arms. The contraction made the whole person feel bad.
No, he was wrong.
There is also a big tail wolf behind him.
Ji Huan pursed his lips and quietly and quietly said, "Should we pay attention a little bit at this time?"
As he said, he moved sideways in a small arc. However, as soon as he moved, he was held down by the man's big hand. Feng Chi pinched his eyebrows and looked over the ears of the teenager's red blood, almost bleeding, with a husky laughter, "I noticed it, you posted it yourself. And ..."
He glanced down at his eyes, and his tone sounded very plain, "It's just that big."
Ji Huan: "........................"
Ji Huan felt that Feng Chi might have a problem. He turned his head and was angry. "Although I haven't seen anyone else's, but I also have common sense. Who are you cheating?"
"You have said that I am the largest in the world, this ... is not too much?" He leaned over the waist of the teenager, and his lips gently rubbed Ji Huan's earlobe. "Did you say that?"
Ji Huan: "........."
The two of them were affixed to each other in an extremely ambiguous gesture, whispering. Su Liang looked at the first glance and noticed that the teenager sitting in the man's arms, who was hugged by the man, had a fair complexion, and his head fell slightly, but he couldn't hide the flushed ears and neck. He seemed to have been burned, and immediately withdrew his gaze, some awkward pestle in place.
Ji Huan didn't expect the other party to walk very fast, crawling from Feng Chi in a hurry.
Soon, another protagonist in the car accident also appeared. It was a young human being, and when he saw Su Liang standing silly, he could not help but frown.
"Have you borrowed it?"
Su Liang shook his head embarrassingly, and finally turned to Feng Chi and Ji Huan, "It's really embarrassing. Bother you two, can you help to make a traffic police call? Both of us have bad phones."
His cell phone seemed to be thrown out when he crashed, and he couldn't find it after a long search. The youth's mobile phone was crushed into pieces by tires.
Feng Chi glanced at the two, nodded lightly, and called the traffic police.
About half an hour later, the two vehicles blocking the intersection were removed, and Feng Chi drove away with Maybach. Ji Huan turned back to the mirror and lay on the chair. His eyes fell on Feng Chijunmei's side face casually, sighing.
All right, the nose bridge is so high, so big is big.