The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 276 Your Monster 14
It has been a few years since the arrest team was established, and its number has grown from a dozen people at the beginning to its current size.

Each team is only familiar with the number of its own team, and does not know about other teams, only a rough idea.

The only person who knew the total number of people was Ji Wenxuan, the boss named Ji by Ge Shuyun.

When there are too many people, there will be factions and disputes inside.

Mu Zuihuan never trusted the arrest team, but she still had some trust in Ji Wenxuan.

Of course, it's not that she doesn't trust Ge Shuyun, but that Ge Shuyun doesn't have enough weight, and she can't or can't interfere in some things.

Feng Jin's identity is an attraction to both humans and demons.

Anyone in the arrest team might have ill intentions towards him, except Ji Wenxuan.

After all, Ji Wenxuan was also favored by the Feng family.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Based on Ge Shuyun's faint dependence and trust in Ji Wenxuan, she must have told Ji Wenxuan about the pill.

With Ji Wenxuan's temperament, he would definitely find time to come over.

Some things are better in person, and she can still afford to wait for this little time.

Feng Jin pursed his lips, stood there for a long time, and then asked under Mu Zuihuan's suspicious eyes: "Can I practice Feng Family's exercises?"

"do you have?"

Feng Jin's face froze, and then he was depressed: "No..."

"The Feng family's skills are not passed on to the outside world. Each generation is only passed on to the younger generations who have the eyes of debating demons. Others, no matter how close they are, cannot tell."

Seeing the growing disappointment on Feng Jin's face, Mu Zui sighed happily: "Although I don't have the Feng family's skills, I have others. As for strength, it's enough as long as it's high enough. In fact, you don't have to stick to the ones you inherited from your family. Cultivation method."

Feng Jin immediately became excited: "Then, are you willing to teach me?"

Mu Zuihuan shook his head: "I can't teach you, but you can learn by yourself. After leading you into the door, it's up to you to see where you go."

Feng Jin's heart went up and down for a while, but this time it finally returned to its original position, and sincerely said to Mu Zuihuan, "Thank you."

Mu Zuihuan rubbed his head amusedly: "Actually, you can do nothing, just let me protect you."

Feng Jin moved his lips and shook his head: "You also have your own things to do, and you can't stay by my side all the time. In order to cause you trouble, I must have the ability to protect myself."

Mu Zui gave a happy meal: "Little guy, you have a good idea, come on."

Feng Jin lowered his eyes: "Then I'll go to sleep first."

"Go."

Back on the bed, Feng Jin stared at the ceiling in a daze.

For some reason, he didn't like her looking at him like a junior, and he didn't like her calling him a little guy.

She is a demon, and demons have a long lifespan. The stronger the demon, the longer its lifespan.

Calculated according to the lifespan of human beings, in fact, Mu Zuihuan is not very big, just like her appearance, in the prime of life.

And when he wanted to practice, besides wanting to protect himself, he also didn't want to hold Mu Zuihuan back.

Also...he didn't want to be so weak in front of her and be looked down upon.

It is better to be a person who fights side by side with her than to be a weak person who has been protected all the time.

Feng Jin's eyes lit up, yes, he wanted to be side by side with her.

I don't want to be a junior like a weak chicken!

Feng Jin closed his eyes, and scenes of meeting Mu Zuihuan appeared in his mind.

They obviously didn't get along for a long time, but unexpectedly, these pictures are very rich.

So rich, I recalled the scene after Mu Zuihuan let him sleep, and it hasn't stopped yet.

But he fell asleep in the picture of spontaneous fantasies in his mind.

'knock knock'

Feng Jin had a smile on his face, but his eyes didn't open.

When the knock on the door came again, Feng Jin suddenly opened his eyes: "No!"

"Little guy, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the door was about to be opened, Feng Jin hurriedly said: "No, don't come in, I'm not wearing any clothes!"

Mu Zuihuan paused: "Pack up and come out, I ordered breakfast."

Feng Jin didn't reply, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, and he was shy in panic.

He didn't expect that he could fall asleep like this just by recalling the scene of him getting along with Mu Zuihuan.

Moreover, the picture overlapped with the dream.

There are even more outrageous and embarrassing plots.

Feng Jin lifted the quilt, quickly changed the sheets and quilt covers, hid them, and sat on the bed in a daze.

After the scenes that made him dare not recall, Mu Zuihuan in his dream said to him: "You look delicious."

Then he smiled sinisterly, opened his bloody mouth, and bit his neck.

He was not awakened by the knock on the door, but by the dream.

Obviously, the second before was still so annoying... Cough cough.

As a result, a thriller was staged in the next second, which made Feng Jin somewhat incapable of accepting it.

I can't accept the embarrassing picture, and I can't accept such a terrible Mu Zuihuan.

Feng Jin couldn't help thinking, demons are all cannibals.

Even Mu Zuihuan with the best restraint, didn't he attack him the first time he saw him?

It's just that he didn't kill him.

Mu Zuihuan said that his blood is a great tonic for the demon.

So, besides protecting him, does Mu Zuihuan have any other thoughts about him?
He couldn't be sure.

In my heart, I don't want to believe that Mu Zuihuan will covet his blood, but what if?
He has only one life, and he dare not gamble.

However, the only thing that is certain is that the current Mu Zuihuan only has protection for him.

After getting dressed, Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and opened the door to go out.

He was very afraid of the gloomy Mu Zuihuan in the dream, but more, he didn't dare to face that charming scene...

If Mu Zuihuan knew that he had such a dream, would he kill him in a fit of rage?

Mu Zuihuan felt that Feng Jin was weird today, and since he came out, he kept his head down, not daring to meet her eyes.

Even in the dialogue, she said something and he responded.

What puzzled her even more was...

"What is the taste?"

Mu Zuihuan's nose twitched, and she looked at Feng Jin curiously.

Feng Jin was shocked suddenly, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

While racking his brains for an explanation, Mu Zuihuan looked suddenly enlightened.

With a half-smile, he said: "Your age, well, it's quite normal, so don't be shy."

Feng Jin was so ashamed that his neck was red, and he rushed into the bathroom.

Mu Zui shook his head with a joyful smile, and said softly, "Sure enough, I'm still a child with such a thin skin."

When Feng Jin came out after washing several times, Mu Zuihuan stood in front of the washing machine.

Feng Jin turned away and suddenly felt bad all over.

Isn't that color, that pattern, the bed sheet and quilt cover he hid?
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? I hate washing dishes the most. Go and wash the dishes."

Feng Jin knew his secret was taken out by Mu Zuihuan and put into the washing machine, feeling like the sky was falling, like a marionette, he turned around and went to the kitchen in a daze.

I stood there blankly for a while before I came back to my senses, tried my best to straighten my mind, and pretended nothing happened.

After all, Mu Zuihuan acted like it was nothing. If he cares so much, isn't he looking for trouble for himself?

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of Feng Jin washing dishes and the sound of the washing machine stirring.

After Shui Guang and Ruan Ling knocked on the door and came in, what they saw was Feng Jin pretending to be calm, but with a look of despair on his face.

As for Mu Zuihuan...well, she is no different from usual.

Shuiguang looked at Feng Jin, then at Mu Zuihuan, and asked quietly: "Zuihuan, what did you do to that child? Why is he so unconscious?"

(End of this chapter)