Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

009.

The fugitive fled was caught without any effort, and everyone in the demon control bureau was relaxed and particularly relaxed. Zhuo Guang tilted Erlang's legs and nibbled at the seeds while watching Dao Da appeared early in the morning to help in the small restaurant next door. Looking through the window here, you can see the movement of the small restaurant next door. His face was still swollen, and Chen Bo was shocked when he saw him yesterday. Fortunately today, Chen Bo also brought a pancake fruit to Zhuo.

Dian Yao eats a mouthful of sauce.

Zhuo Guang shook his head: "Chen Bo is really kind, I still remember that he always brought me pancake fruit before."

With that said, the door was pushed open, and Feng Chi walked in. Zhuo Guang brightened his eyes when he saw him, and raised his arms to say hello, "Boss! When I went to the night market with the sister of the tea shop yesterday, I bought something for the sister-in-law and put it on your desk! "

sister in law?

Song Shujing and others looked together. Song Shujing swallowed a piece of nut, and his face was filled with consternation, "Boss, when did you find the object? What does my sister-in-law look like? Look good? What monster? Year old? Where do you live? What is she doing? Or should we use some privileges to abduct her into our demon authority? Oh, finally a girl came to accompany me! "

Shi Jiu Shi Ying also stared at Feng Chi curiously.

Even a small mirror hidden in Feng Chi ’s pocket quietly pulled his pocket out of his head and mumbled: "What did you do with my back last night, have n’t you been sleeping? An object? "

Feng Chi: "............"

Feng Chi's eyes fell on Zhuo Guang, squeezing out two words: "sister-in-law, son?"

Zhuo Guang nodded without hesitation, "Boss, you just go in and you will know."

Feng Chi stepped up his steps, stepping into the office in three steps and two steps. He dare to guarantee that if he saw something spicy in it, he would definitely hang Zhuo Guang and fight.

Push the door open and sweep the whole office at a glance.

First of all, there is no so-called sister-in-law.

Then Feng Chi walked to the desk. On the neatly organized desk was a small pocket with a lovely wind, and Feng Shi hesitantly twisted his fingers to open the pocket and took out an object.

Pink white lace ...

Feng Chi frowned and lifted the lace edge. After watching it for a long time, he couldn't tell what this thing was. Confused, a head came in the doorway, Zhuo Guang smiled, "Boss, is this mirror set good looking? You just put my sister-in-law in and put it on, just make sure it looks good."

When the words fell, Zhuo Guang's head was pressed by Song Shujing in the back. "Fuck, this is your sister-in-law? A mirror ?!"

Zhuo Guang was pressed by the super-vigorous Song Shujing, and his face was stuck on the ground, with an ambiguous explanation: "Why are n’t you sister-in-law? When have you seen the boss care so much about anyone and anything ... all in 2020 It ’s been a year, and be a demon!

Zhuo Guang talked and found that there were more leather shoes in front of him. He had seen them and he was very familiar.

On the feet of their boss.

Zhuo Guang, who was still forcing himself to feel that he was a great man and said reason, suddenly swallowed and became nervous. Immediately afterwards, he saw that the pair of leather shoes kicked himself here, and apparently it was useless, and he kicked him away by dozens of centimeters.

"Snapped--"

The door of the office slammed into it.

Zhuo Guang: "..."

He was kicked away by their boss ...

Feng Chi, who had closed the door, returned to the desk, and then digged into the small pocket, and took out two more sets, but this time it was not hollow or lace.

He continued digging expressionlessly—

There are also a few small stickers inside.

Feng Chi glanced at the small mirror on the shelf. The little black eye stared at the mirror sets in a complicated manner, and said to himself: "So pink ... Feng Chi will never really put it on me? It's so embarrassing to put it on, Farewell ... "

Feng Chi: "..." Suddenly itchy.

He sat in a chair, coughed, picked up the lace-side mirror cover, and lifted the small mirror again, and began to perform a inhumane dress-up under Ji Huan's stunned eyes.

There is one thing to say, Zhuo Guang's eyes are really good. It is just right to put a small mirror on the lace-side mirror. A mirror that was originally very bland will instantly become pink and tender and lovely. Feng Chi reached out and grabbed the lace edge, then glanced at the little black dot quietly.

Little Black Dot sat cross-legged, expressionless.

Probably the entire lace-edge mirror cover could not fit all over him, so he only bound his head.

Ji Huan rolled his eyes and looked up at his head.

He reached out and touched the lace edge of his head, deeply feeling that his handsome and handsome image had been ruined at this moment.

He wanted to reach out and pull the lace edge down, but ... it was too high-profile to pull off in front of Feng Chi's face, maybe he would be thrown out by Feng Chidang as a demon. He suffocated with a big face.

Grieved and pitiful looks fell in Feng Chi's eyes, and turned out to be a little cute.

Feng Chi lowered his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back and laughed.

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

Oh shit! ! ! What's wrong with this man! ! !

Guo Sheng, who worked all morning, sweated into Feng Chi's office. He helped in the tea house next door. There are many people in the tea house on the old street, especially in the morning. Middle-aged and elderly people of similar ages like to drink tea. Guo Sheng had been busy all morning, and he tried to turn around and walked away, but when he thought of Feng Chi's expressionless face, he slapped.

He Guo Sheng, a group leader of the demon control bureau, is also very good at mixing this kind of share.

Guo Sheng was completely paralyzed on the sofa, with the water from Song Shujing just in hand. He took a sip and licked his mouth to complain, but turned his head and saw an incredible scene.

What is the pink lace on Feng Chi's table?

Guo Sheng swallowed in shock, and asked uncertainly: "Feng Chi, your mirror ..."

Mirror Ben Jing Ji Huan akimbo expressionlessly.

The lace-side mirror cover on his head was so cute that he could not wait to rua him twice.

Feng Chi glanced at the little black dot, and at once glanced at the other person's irresistible anger, and asked Guo Sheng in a dull tone: "Don't it look good?"

Guo Sheng: "............ Good and beautiful."

Guo Sheng cleaned the rest of the water in a cup and ran out of the water. The door of the office smashed with a clatter, but he couldn't control it, but rushed to Zhuo Guang and others with a terrified expression, "Friends, are you boss being upset by ghost?"

Zhuo Guang nibbled the chicken feet with pickled peppers and spit out a chicken bone with a calm expression. He tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Guo Sheng dragged him, "Your boss made a lace suit for a mirror! Is he taking the wrong medicine? Or is he really a ghost? I am fucking, is Feng Chi like this? Feng Chi's aesthetic is lace? ! Or a pink lace? "

Zhuo Guang was almost killed by chicken feet.

He coughed countless times in his throat and rolled his eyes. Song Shujing stretched out a hand and slapped **** his back, and the chicken bone was finally coughed out. But Zhuo Guang didn't have time to pay attention to the chicken bone that almost killed him. His attention was all on Guo Sheng's words.

"You just said, there is a fan lace on the mirror?"

Guo Sheng nodded madly.

Zhuo Guang had to snap his thigh, "Have you seen the brothers and sisters! Boss is so dumb. Sao! I kicked me away before, and now I don't wear pink lace to my sister-in-law!"

Song Shujing: "..."

Brother Shi: "..."

Song Shujing's mouth twitched fiercely, but she still didn't believe it. "Guidant Guo, are you sure that you are a little older and have a little glaucoma or cataract?"

Guo Sheng: "My vision is 5.0."

Song Shujing: "..."

A group of people looked at each other, Zhuo Guang smiled ‘puff-puff-puff’ while covering his mouth, so happy that he did n’t know what to say.

See, the whole demon management board still knows the boss best!

When Feng Chi walked out of the office, he was greeted with five people's profound eyes. He froze for a moment and swept Guo Sheng, "Why are you still here at two o'clock in the afternoon? The teahouse is doing nothing?"

Guo Sheng chuckled: "Li Bo said that I worked hard this morning and gave me an afternoon leave."

Feng Chi: "Then you will help Chen Bo."

Guo Sheng: "........."

Feng Chi saw Guo Sheng not talking and looked up at him, "Why?"

Guo Sheng suffocated for a while and still didn't hold back, "You can dress up your wife, don't come to control me! What if my sister-in-law is jealous!"

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan, persecuted: "..."

Feng Chi's hand was a little itchy, staring at Guo Sheng for a minute. Guo Sheng opened his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "Then, I'll help Li Bo first. You ... you go on!"

After talking, he ran away like a rabbit, and the door was knocked twice by him before closing.

Feng Chi looked at Zhuo Guang again.

Zhuo Guang scratched his head with one hand and covered his eyes with another: "Oh my body seems a little uncomfortable. I'm going to have a cup of milk tea to recuperate."

Also ran away.

Song Shujing opened a pair of innocent eyes and sealed a smile, and then turned around silently. After thinking about it, I turned around and looked seriously: "Boss, in fact, dressing up games is really fun."

Feng Chi hesitated for two seconds, ah.

Song Shujing: "... cough."

Feng Chi: "Does a certain treasure have anything?"

Song Shujing said, "Yes, there must be everything."

Feng Chi responded, turned around and went in again.

He pinched the lace of the small mirror and placed the small mirror in front of the phone, and then changed the phone page to a treasure's product page. After entering a few keywords in the search box, a bunch of mirror sets came out.

Ji Huan: "..."

Feng Chi seemed to say to himself: "One set a day, buy 30 sets first."

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

Feng Chi finished looking up again and looked at the small mirror. On the surface, it seemed to be just measuring the size of the mirror, but he was actually paying attention to the small black spots on the lace edge of the headgear. The little black dots were all black, and his mouth kept muttering.

"It turns out that Feng Chi is boring."

"It's too much, how can this be done to me! How can a boy wear lace!"

"Huh-what is this big red one with a word. What an ugly ..."

After talking, Ji Huan saw that Feng had nodded the big red mirror cover and added it to the shopping cart.

Ji Huan: "..."

He held his arm expressionlessly and glanced at Feng Chi with suspicious eyes, Feng Chi slightly pursed his lips, his expression was very calm, and he could never see how dirty the man's mind was!

Let him wear lace without saying, even wearing a word!

Ji Huan bit his lip and tui snorted.

Feng Chi said he wanted to buy enough clothes for thirty days, and he said he could do it. Add all the good-looking, strange, and vomiting mirror sets to the shopping cart, and settle immediately, fearing that you might regret it.

In fact, Feng Chi was also embarrassed.

He coughed and picked up the mirror. The little black dot turned his back to him, whispering and holding his chin.

"Asshole, boring. Sao, stinky shameless. Wife ... I dare to treat my wife so I'm not afraid to be single all my life!"

The author has something to say: Dress up arrangements!

Today is a small mirror in lace!