Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

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Ji Huan was very interested in Chang Xingzhou. When he got home, he squatted in front of the TV and opened a movie that Chang Xingzhou had played before. After watching a movie, Ji Huan changed his mind about Chang Xingzhou. Arrogance may be an irreversible nature, but there is no way to do it, but a crab acting so well is so powerful.

Ji Huan once again felt that the monsters in the novel "Fighting Monsters" are very interesting except for the protagonist and other characters created by the original author. He turned around and noticed the man walking past him again, slightly raised his head, "How come you walk around all the time."

Feng Chi looked at him blankly: "I thought you could not hear my movements."

How can it be!

Ji Huan rolled his eyes in his heart, "Every time you walk past me, it's like you want to demolish a house."

The footsteps sounded a bit, and all kinds of movements were particularly excessive. The chair was pulled away just a moment ago, scaring him to shake the whole person, but the ghost of Chang Xingzhou Movie shot the protagonist's shoulder from behind the protagonist.

That kind of sourness, the average person really can't feel it.

Ji Huan vaguely guessed the reason for Feng Chi's behavior. He simply turned the sofa and turned around, holding his chin and smiling at him, "Feng Chi, how naive you are. You older virgins are jealous in this way and intend to attract the attention of sweethearts?"

"You guys?" Feng Chi repeated these two words in his mouth, and his expression looked meaningful. He slowly narrowed his narrow eyes, and asked in a dull tone: "Aren't you?"

Ji Huanli was straight and confident, "I am not an older virgin."

He didn't talk about the object, but in terms of age, he has not been single for a long time. This is completely different from Feng Chi.

Feng Chi nodded and was satisfied with Ji Huan's answer. The main reason is that Ji Huan himself hasn't talked about the object, and it doesn't matter if he was confessed in secret. But soon, his attention turned to other places, "What do these people mean? You sound like they understand."

Ji Huan: "... Do you mind if I record a picture for you? Are you okay to see how you look now?"

Aggressive! Very naive!

Although pretty cute.

Realizing the description behind, Ji Huan's eyes jumped fiercely, feeling that he was also affected by Feng Chi. Otherwise, how can you come up with the words ‘quite cute’? He scratched his chin and pouted silently in his heart.

Feng Chi didn't care much about Ji Huan's sarcasm. He threw a sentence at the end, "I'm fine, I like watching your videos", and turned back into the kitchen again. Ji Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled what started in his mind, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

Your video.

What video can he have?

It was nothing more than that night he was holding a video of Feng Chi indiscriminately chewing!

Feng Chi, this man enough, did not delete it!

Holding his breath in his heart, he couldn't get out, Ji Huan was so angry that he could not help rolling his eyes. The movie was gone for a while, and the action quickly got up from the floor and followed Feng into the kitchen. He was like a small tail stuck behind Feng Chi, whispering while swaying: "Feng Chi, do you remember that you were too wronged to watch me at that time, and deleted this video after watching it?"

Feng Chi languidly hummed, the voice with a smile. He held out his hand and took a plate from the cabinet to prepare beef. He glanced at the little guy behind him and said, "I deleted it."

"You lie. You just like to watch my video when you said you were fine. Don't you just have my video that night?"

"I have others."

"What? Do you have anything else?" Ji Huan's eyes were more than round, they were almost staring into bronze bells. The teenager's fingers pointed at Feng Chi's nose very politely, and said angrily: "You still have my other ugly videos, please quickly delete them for me! Do you know that this behavior is abnormal!"

"It's called fun." Feng Chijiu glanced at him, "It's fun when we are together."

In fact, Feng Chi Yitong nonsense.

The video is only one section, but the photo is a little bit. Moreover, most of those photos were taken for the purpose of teasing Ji Huan.

Looking at Ji Huan's courageous and anxious appearance, Feng Chi's mood finally became much better from Ji Huan's suffocation while watching Chang Xingzhou's movie. He rubbed the young boy's fluffy head and said softly: "Okay, it's all right, wash your own bowls and sit outside."

Ji Huan grabbed his hand and looked at him slantingly, "You just took the onion in your hand."

Feng Chi: "It's a big deal. I'll wash your hair. I helped you wash your hair last time, remember? Unfortunately, I didn't bring my phone in and didn't record it."

Record a fart!

He suffered a finger injury at the time, not a brain injury. If Feng Chi really brought a cellphone in and intentionally disgusted him, he would definitely press Feng Chi in the toilet.

Ji Huan rolled his eyes and raised his injured index finger. In fact, his fingers recovered quite well. He is no longer an ordinary person. Although he is still easily injured, he can recover very quickly. The index finger powder, which was almost cut off, was tender and tender, and I couldn't see what had been suffered before.

He glanced two more times, retracted his fingers back into his pocket, and said dryly around his neck: "Don't you need me to move the vegetables?"

The tone was fierce.

Feng Chi was about to be amused by him. He broke the boy's shoulder and turned the person, his thin lips slightly curled up. "You still sit down quickly, so that you don't have to get a knife wound on your finger and get burnt again."

Feng Chi felt that this kind of thing was very likely to happen to Ji Huan.

Ji Huan, who was despised, didn't say anything at all, glanced at Feng Chi and walked slowly into the living room. Halfway through, I remembered that I didn't take the tableware, and got into it in a gray, holding two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls away.

Feng Chi swept through his arms and was a little moved for a while. Ji Huan, this little guy, has all sorts of scorn, but he never expected to remember to bring his share. There is still conscience.

Tonight's dinner was particularly sumptuous and the dishes were very fresh, all from the nearby supermarket.

Feng Chixiang Jihuan had a piece of beef in his bowl, "eat more and grow longer."

Ji Huan glanced at Feng Chi's head, remembering the other person's size, and sighed. Some things are really born with different qualifications, and eating meat alone can never catch up.

Feng Chi looked at his serious and silent look, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking?"

Ji Huan subconsciously talked about his own consideration. After speaking, he wished to slap himself. Based on his knowledge of Feng Chi, Feng Chi might laugh at him. But what surprised him was that Feng Chi didn't say anything.

And looking at Feng Chi's contemplative look, it seemed that he was really thinking of ways to make him grow taller quickly.

Suddenly Ji Huan also became a little nervous, grabbed his small hand, and stared at Feng Chi with his eyes. There was a little hope in those pretty eyes, and they looked cute. Feng Chi glanced at him. About five minutes later, Feng Chi said: "Humans say that milk can grow taller."

Ji Huan's thoughts got stuck in an instant, and it didn't seem that he would wait for a long time to wait for the phrase "Drinking milk grows tall". He had heard about this when he was still human. Unfortunately, the effect is not great. In his last life, he drank milk every day, and he jumped a few centimeters.

It is true that he can't reach Feng Chi's height, nor can he have the other's abdominal muscles and figure.

Feng Chi stared at him, holding his chin and asked him, "Are you disappointed?"

Ji Huan nodded depressedly.

Feng Chi: "In fact, there is another way."

Liu Anhuaming said another village is probably at this moment. Ji Huan's eyes lit like a small light bulb, and he was lighted by Feng Chi. He leaned his chin on his hands and waited for a way to grow taller without drinking milk.

Under Ji Huan's expectant expression, Feng Chidan said: "Maybe I can improve cultivation to grow taller. You see Zhuoguang, they are very tall."

Ji Huan thought about it carefully, and thought it seemed to be the case.

But ... it is really not easy to improve your cultivation.

Feng Chi: "In addition to drying your salted fish moonlight bath and saving merit, there are actually other ways to quickly improve your cultivation, and there will be no side effects."

The meaning revealed in Feng Chi's words made people very emotional, but this tone also appeared very solemn, which made people feel scared. He pursed his lips, moved the chair to his side, and whispered, "What way?"

If the solution is feasible, he feels that he can really try it. The boy's expectant expression looks so cute, and it's especially easy to be emotional. Feng Chi squeezed his face quietly and said, "Shuang Xiu."

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

Ji Huan's expression at this moment can probably be described by the sky.

He pursed his mouth silently and pushed away the person in front of him, his voice sounded very cold, "Go away."

This word is very loud and powerful.

Thanks to him, he waited for a long time, thinking that he could really grow taller, so he waited for such an answer. Ji Huan rolled his eyes mercilessly, "I am quite tall now, I don't want to grow taller."

Feng Jing said, "Also, our height is very suitable."

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

Probably shocked by the shamelessness of Feng Chi, this meal was eaten by Ji Huan. He looked up at Feng Chi from time to time, lowered his head to grab another piece of meat, and then buried his head to eat all the food.

The above bad idea is not as good as eating a few more pieces of meat and eating more rice to get stronger.

A few minutes later, Ji Huan, who said, ‘this height is good now’, still secretly hoped that he could grow taller. After thinking about it, he opened his WeChat and checked his balance. The last time the baby transferred him three hundred dollars, he spent half of it. There are still a hundred pieces left. Buying a carton of milk should be more than enough.

He nodded himself, downloaded the software and glanced at the second box at half price.

Xing Chong Chong bought two boxes, he put down his phone and smiled at Feng Chi, who was puzzled, and said nothing. Feng Chi's eyes swept over his cell phone and saw a flash of WeChat payment news. He propped his chin and asked Ji Huan: "Is pocket money enough?"

"Enough." Ji Huan glanced at WeChat balance quietly. There were more than a hundred items left, and now there are only a dozen. But he really didn't spend much money at all, but he can still say that it is enough.

Feng Chi did not dismantle him, took out his mobile phone, took out the bank card under Ji Huan's gaze, bound the card number, and returned it to the other party's mobile phone. When he glanced at the teenager's slightly shocked mouth, the tone was as usual as usual, "The card is bound to you, and the money in it is enough for you. Buy whatever you want."

Ji Huan: "..."

"Why didn't you speak?"

Ji Huan squeezed his mobile phone dryly and asked, "You ... I ... what is this. Bags, bags. Raising?"

Although Feng had already seen Ji Huan this little guy sooner or later, he was stunned when he heard the word ‘bao.yang’. Immediately, a seemingly meaningful expression appeared on the man's face. The finger fell on Ji Huan ’s face and gently pressed his chin to force the other person to look at himself. He said, “Should you wash it at night and wait for me in bed?”

Ji Huan: "..."

Feng Chi continued to hold his chin to watch him: "I allow you to put on your pajamas. I should enjoy the process of **** you."

Ji Huan stepped on the chair and reached over to cover his mouth. "Why did you open your mouth!"