Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

040.

Half an hour later, Feng Chi looked coldly behind Ji Huan, looking at the person in front of him who could see the joy in his back, his mood became more and more complicated. Ji Huan used his actual actions to explain to him perfectly what it means to push his nose to his face.

He pulled his face down and said, "Be yourself, I don't think it's troublesome." After Ji Huan only froze for two seconds, he changed his miserable expression, and asked him with bright eyes: "Then we will go to the supermarket Food? "

When someone who doesn't know how to cook opens his mouth and says he wants to buy food, obviously the purpose is not pure. Feng Chigang finished talking about ‘be yourself,’ if at this time, if he suppresses forcefully, he will hit his face a bit. Moreover, seeing Ji Huan sullen and smiling again, Feng Chi was a little reluctant to be unhappy.

Very wonderful psychology.

Probably this kind of wonderful psychological support made him follow Ji Huan's **** now, pushing a small cart.

Ji Huan passed through the snack area and walked directly to the fresh and vegetable areas. Feng Chi felt a little shocked and puzzled by the behavior that didn't even give the snack area. I used to wish I could get into the snack bag, how come I went so straight forward? Feng Chi stood in front of the shelf, staring at Ji Huan's back for two seconds, and suddenly said, "Which of the cucumber-flavored potato chips and the original potato chips is delicious?"

The sudden sound behind him made Ji Huan's footsteps, and he turned again. He looked at Feng Chi in confusion, and was surprised: "Do you like to eat potato chips? I recommend the original, but the blue package next to it is also delicious."

Feng Chi nodded, carrying a bag of original, tentatively asking: "Would you like to get a bag for you?"

"No, I don't want to eat today."

Feng Chi: "..."

Feng Chi silently put the original potato chips back on the shelf, pushing the empty trolley to Ji Huan's side. Ji Huan glanced at him, more puzzled, "Don't you take it? The original taste is really delicious."

Feng Chi: "If you don't take it, you suddenly don't want to eat it."

Ji Huan didn't care at all, and took Feng Chi to continue to the fresh area. The supermarket has a lot of fresh ingredients. Ji Huan bought shrimp and fish, carrying two pockets and shaking it in front of Feng Chi. "Braised prawns in oil, boiled fish."

Feng Chi's eyelids lifted slightly and asked casually, "You do?"

Ji Huan put the two pockets in a small cart, holding a cheering smile to Feng Chi, "I will give you a hand and learn by the way. So I can do it myself next time."

Ji Huan remembered that he had vowed to pat the chest and said that he would cook Feng Chi for long-term residence. He Jihuan has always spoken and talked about what he said.

Facing Ji Huan's favor, Feng Chi just put his hand on the other's face, listening to Ji Huan's face according to the other's face.

Difficult to escape from Feng Chi's palm, he stared at Feng Chi's nose, but the big hand was covered again before opening.

Ji Huan: "..."

He raised his face and asked sullenly, "Do you want to let go?"

"How about not letting go?"

"If you let go, I zoom in."

"You come."

Feng Chileng's cold and indifferent words fell, and it didn't matter how much he carried between his brows and eyes. Probably Ji Huan is best at cursing and spitting. But in public places like supermarkets, as long as Ji Huan still has a face, he can't do the above. Because of this, Feng Chi was very calm at the moment.

He even closed his hand arrogantly, holding Ji Huan's face. Ji Huan was stunned by his face, and even the facial features were wrinkled together.

After only two seconds, Feng Chi was stiff, and a touch of red quickly spread from behind his neck to the tip of his ear. He withdrew his hand violently, staring at Ji Huan deeply. Ji Huan extended his tongue and licked his lips, showing a bright smile, "Tell you that you have to make a big move, how about it, do you want to wash your hands because you are sick?

It's not enough to feel uncomfortable, nor to wash your hands. But ... Feng Chi felt that this hand was suddenly not right, as if there was a heat to spread from the palm of his hand, especially the one that was licked by the tip of Ji Huan's tongue, as if it was burnt.

Feng Chi's lips became tighter and tighter, and his palm clenched into a fist quietly, staring at Ji Huan's complacent cold voice: "Someone presses your face and you lick them?"

"I bite them." Ji was upset, "but since you are my boss and my landlord, be gentle with you."

Although in Ji Huan's opinion, the word tenderness can't be called. After all, Feng Chi still has a bit of a cleansing habit. It's so uncomfortable to get soaked in the water of the people beside it ...

However, what Ling Jihuan didn't expect is that--

The man in front of him suddenly hooked his lips like a smile, and the hand that had fallen on the side of the pants line suddenly moved forward again, pinching his chin. When Ji Huan's eyes were round, Feng Chitan said, "Tongue sticks out."

Ji Huan; "..."

Men's instincts told Ji Huan that Feng Chi should never be listened to at this time. He immediately closed his lips and shook his head. Tell the other party with actions: Don't think about it, I will never stick my tongue!

Ji Huan looked at Feng Chi's expression more and more panicked. He covered his mouth and pulled down Feng Shi's wrist with one hand, seemingly wanting to escape from Feng Chi's hand. However, Feng Chi was extremely tough and his fingers were not loose, so Ji Huan could only let him squeeze.

"Isn't it good to lick me? Open your mouth."

Ji Huan shook his head like a rattle, humming and talking with his mouth closed: "I don't."

Although he could not hear clearly, Feng Chi was not stupid. Just look at Ji Huan's expression to know what the other person meant. He narrowed his eyes and whispered softly, "You can only make trouble in front of me."

Just this mouth, still biting.

Apart from him, who can send him to bite him.

The two stared at each other in such a weird posture, which had already attracted the surrounding eyes to cast indiscriminately. Several young girls almost fainted by covering their faces. Who can think of going to a supermarket and seeing such a sweet scene! Look at these two people, the dog abuse is so unpretentious!

Ji Huan retreated while Feng Chisong was holding his hand. He rubbed his face and frowned, trying to say something. As a result, he noticed the girl with wide-eyed and excited faces, suddenly dumb.

He blinked, and the girls also blinked. After looking at each other for a few seconds, the girl grinned over her face. "Don't be shy, we won't look at it!"

After talking, I really left.

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

He turned back, "What are they looking at?"

Feng Chi: "Look at you biting."

The two strolled around the supermarket for a while, but in the end they met another girl before the cash register. The two girls kept smiling at Ji Huan, who was embarrassed to smile, and quickly hid behind Feng Chi.

The smiles of the two girls were even brighter.

Feng Chi: "..." suddenly uncomfortable.

After the two girls left at checkout, Feng Chi dragged out the people behind him. The tone seemed calm, "Which one do you like?"

"Ah?" Ji Huan's face was dazed.

Feng Chi took a light breath and repeated: "I asked which one you like, among those two girls."

Ji Huan glared at him unexpectedly and poked him in the waist again, "What is it? Paid it."

Feng Chi turned his head, and the cashier looked at him with a smile on his face, "Sir, 372 yuan."

Feng Chi paid the money in silence, glanced at Ji Huan with his pockets in his mouth, and he was suffocated again. He raised his foot and walked out, striding extremely. Ji Huan didn't pay attention for a while, his mind was on the menu tonight. When I walked for a while, I couldn't help but want to bang, I realized that Feng Chi was standing in the distance and looked at him.

He opened his mouth again and closed his eyes. He looked at the other person's legs with unobtrusive eyes, and then looked at his legs.

Forget it, go slowly.

In the end, Feng Chi couldn't stand it anymore, and went back to him to pick up the pocket in his hand and grabbed Ji Huan's sweater hat and walked away. Ji Huan would vomit once or twice, complaining about being uncomfortable being walked on. But after five, six, seven or eight times, he not only did not vomit, but also found a posture to make him feel comfortable being dragged away.

On the way home, Feng turned a corner late and went to the Demon Administration. Ji Huan was a little surprised, "Don't you just go home?"

The word ‘home’ made Feng Chi feel finally relieved.

Feeling well, Feng Chi looked at Ji Huan. He retracted his gaze and said, "Go tell them first."

Ji Huan thought, Feng Chi probably wanted to talk about the victim, and then nodded, and took out the chocolate Song Shujing gave him from his pocket. It is strawberry-flavored white chocolate, not too greasy, but also with a sour taste, it is particularly delicious. Ji Huan put a piece in his mouth, thought about it, and took another piece and handed it to Feng Chi's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Feng Chi didn't like to eat these things, but his eyes flicked over the fine white fingers, and the ghost opened his mouth. The next second, chocolate was fed in. The tip of his tongue moved and his lips snapped, holding Ji Huan's index finger.

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan: "..."

The two stared at each other in silence, the horns in their ears continued, and a few screams rang out. Feng Chi seemed to have finally responded. He quickly opened his mouth and glanced out of the window, glancing at a grumpy uncle: "Will you see the red light? The green lights are too fast and do not turn on. Stay here and you think you Is it the traffic police? "

Feng Chi drove his face expressionlessly with his lips and drove away from the intersection. His eyes were as dark as the windless and moonless night sky, and at one glance he felt a bit depressed. Ji Huan glanced at him, thinking he was black because he was roared by the uncle, just in case the big man was in a bad mood and did n’t even make dinner, he quickly comforted, "Uncle may not be in a good mood today , Don't care. "

Feng Chi glanced at him, "I didn't care."

Ji Huan blinked, seeming to think of something, and suddenly realized.

"My fingers are clean, really." He extended his fingers and shook them on Feng Chi's side. "I licked you, and you flattened me with your fingers. Don't be angry."

Feng Chi: "... you still shut up."

He heard the helplessness in Feng Chi's words, and Ji Huandeng did not face him. After all, Feng Chi was still driving, and he didn't want to disturb him. He sat obediently and pulled out another piece of chocolate.

At another intersection, Maybach stopped slowly, and Feng Chi's gaze almost couldn't help looking at Ji Huan.

Watching him feed the chocolate into his mouth, his fingertips were covered with chocolate chips, and then he stretched his soft tongue and licked his fingers.

Feng Chi: "..."

It's terrible.