Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

029.

Ji Huan was very angry that Feng Chi despised his behavior. The cheek gangsters seemed to be eating Feng Chi's meat when they ate the barbecue, bite by bite. Feng Chi was particularly intimate at the moment, handing over a cup of warm water and twisting his eyebrows, saying: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Ji Huan: "..."

Ji Huan was almost sent to Xitian by this bite of beef.

He rolled his eyes and stretched out his hands to seal the paper towel after eating. Feng Chizi didn't refuse. After Ji Huan wiped his mouth, he went to the bathroom with a mirror without a word. When Ji Huan fell into the warm water basin, Ji Huan didn't respond. Until Feng Chi took out the toothbrush he used to brush the mirror. Recalling the scene where the toothbrush made him laugh, Ji Huan swallowed and quickly stopped the other party: "I'll come by myself, just wash yours."

Feng Chi glanced at the bathtub and shower beside him, twisting his eyebrows and asking, "Do you want to wash with me?"

Ji Huan probably understood what Feng Chi meant-

Do you want to take a shower at the same time as me?

But this sounds wrong.

He squeezed his ears uncomfortably, his eyes flickering, "Who wants to wash with you." Although your abdominal muscles are really pretty.

Ji Huan remembered Feng Chi's figure he saw the day he just wore the book. He got into the water, his black pajamas clinging to his body, lining his slim figure. Feng Chi looked away at this moment.

A thin white waist that I hadn't accidentally glanced before was still shaking in front of my eyes.

He threw the toothbrush back to its original position, "Then wash it yourself." He went out without looking back.

Ji Huan raised his ears and listened for a long time. Feng Chi not only left the bathroom, but also left the bedroom.

He scratched his chin, and although he was a little puzzled, he didn't take it seriously. He climbed out of the water in wet pajamas and took Feng Chi's shower gel.

Feng Chi returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, and the sound of humming came from the bathroom, which was particularly leisurely.

Feng Chi: "..."

He knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "Do you want clothes?"

Ji Huan's singing sounded a little, and he closed his mouth awkwardly. Looking down at the wet clothes on the body again, the mosquito screamed. Thanks to Feng Chi's good hearing, I can hear it. He turned and went to the closet, opened the closet, and put his sleeping clothes in a corner on one side. Feng Chi recalled the appearance of the little black dot in his shirt, and with a finger, he withdrew from the shirt and turned to pajamas.

Sleeping at night is still comfortable in pajamas.

He took the pajamas into the bathroom, the small mirror was buried in the water, and raised his head with difficulty. "You put it there."

Feng Chi noticed his strange movement and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Ji Huan: "..."

In the TV series, when the female host bathes, the male host suddenly appears. Isn't the female host hiding in the water to cover it? Am I very different from the hostess? Why can't you see it?

Ji Huan pouted, and for a moment he didn't even cover his mind. Thinking of Feng Chi, this guy didn't know how many looks he looked at, so he didn't feel anything. He turned hard out of the basin and jumped to find his little towel.

Then, with his back to Feng Chi, he took off his clothes and wiped off the drops of water. Feng Chi glanced across his wrist and suddenly said: "This is the pajamas I usually wear. It may be a bit big for you."

Ji Huan shook his clothes and put them on. He opened his arms and turned back to Feng Chi, "It seems indeed a bit big."

Feng Chi's pajamas are all loose-fitting, which is a bigger size for Ji Huan. The dark pajamas hung loosely on him, and the collar was too loose to reveal a clavicle. When he raised his hand, he could even look in from the loose cuffs and get a clear view.

Feng Chi picked up the small mirror, walked to the bedroom, and placed it on the bay window.

This is exactly where Ji Huan wants.

The moonlight on the bay window is good for his cultivation. He had to prove to Feng Chi that such a talented person, even if he eats, sleeps and sleeps every day, can practice quickly.

After lying on the bay window for a while, he quietly straightened up, and finally caught Feng Chi's eyes.

Feng Chi: "What's wrong?"

Ji Huan retracted again, "It's okay. I hope you have only □□, Sen An, and the Ship Borer in your dream. The kind that is going to be struck by thunder and still has pus."

Feng Chi: "..."

He retracted what he had said before.

Don't forget this little black dot.

He could even imagine that if the little black dot hit him at this moment, he might go to the North Sea by his neck and let those ugly monsters swallow him.

At three or four in the morning, Ji Huan was awakened by the sudden chill. He closed his eyes tightly, and touched his hand, unable to find the quilt. Without hesitation, he rolled over the bay window, felt the big bed next door vaguely, opened the quilt, and quickly entered.

There was a heat source under the blanket. In the confusion, Ji Huan only felt that the heat source next door was too comfortable, and moved there again.

Feng Chi opened his eyes in the dark.

Suddenly sleeping, a little guy squeezed such a thing into his arms, and Feng Chi hadn't encountered it for so many years. He glanced down at his arms, Ji Huan really did not wake up, his head was next to his chin, his side was close to his chest, soft breathing fell down, and Feng Chi's body was completely stiff .

Ji Huan seemed to feel uncomfortable, rubbing the man's pajamas and rubbing again, his fluffy head against Feng Chi's chin, rubbing Feng Chi wanted to immediately grab him by the collar and throw him out.

But ... looking at the expressions of the little black dots in the eyes, Feng Chi can only continue to stiffen his body and open his eyes to dawn.

When the day was about to dawn, Ji Huan, who had been sealed for several hours, finally shrugged out and moved out. Feng Chi quickly packed the quilt into Ji Huan's arms and turned over.

He moved lightly, Ji Huan slept again, and didn't even find the person he was attached to replaced with a quilt.

Feng Chi pushed open the door and went out, preparing two breakfasts.

At eight o'clock, the people in the bedroom were still sleeping without knowing anything. Feng Chi waited five minutes before returning to the room. He stood by the window, blocking a ray of light coming in quietly. Ji Huan rolled over and continued to sleep, without any sign of waking up. Feng Chi stared at him for two seconds, and did not speak to wake him up, just took out his phone.

Find a video of a little pig grunting, turn it up to maximum volume and put it on the edge of the pillow.

A minute later, Ji Huan held his quilt face straight upright. Hearing the sound of babbling in confusion, he looked sideways, and the piggy on the screen of his mobile phone arched the dirt with his nose, his face sullen.

He rubbed his eyes, subconsciously thinking that he had returned to the world he was in. The cell phone next to him was his cell phone.

But soon, a voice broke his imagination.

Feng Chi asked him: "Are you sleeping well?"

Ji Huan raised his head and blinked, "It's pretty good."

His voice widened, his eyes widening suddenly. Look at Feng Chi by the bed and look at yourself on the bed. He took a breath, "I'm out ?!"

Previously, only one part of Feng Chi's body, or his hand, chest, or face could be seen in the mirror, but now, he can imprint Feng Chi's whole body into his eyes. Ji Huan wanted to shed tears while holding the quilt, "I said that I am talented, and I can practice by eating, drinking and sleeping."

Feng Chi: "..." He thought that this guy would express some views on his behavior of touching his bed in the middle of the night.

Feng Chi pursed his lips, and finally threw a sentence: "There are your toiletries in the bathroom."

Ji Huan got into the bathroom and touched his face with joy. Now he is no different from the former, with the same appearance and the same height.

It seems as if the little one in the mirror is just a dream.

Ji Huan came out of the bathroom after washing and realized what happened last night. His eyes fell on the big bed inadvertently, and the quilts that had been neatly spread after Feng Chi got up in the past were rubbed together messily, even the pillows were crooked. Because of his poor sleeping position, a person can roll from the head to the end of the bed when he sleeps.

Reminiscent of what happened last night, the red floating from the root of the ear crawled half of his face. Ji Huan covered his face with both hands, trying to throw the picture of himself in Feng Chi's arms, but some things were more reluctant to think about it, and more about it.

Ji Huan sighed with a sigh and wished to turn out of the window.

Feng Chi waited for another five minutes in the living room. He frowned and looked back, a slit opened in the bedroom door, a head stretched out and retracted, and a heavy sigh came back and forth several times.

Feng Chi: "..."

In the stalemate and silence, Ji Huan finally came out of the bedroom to the living room with the speed of the turtle crawling. He sat down opposite Feng Chi, his eyes flickering and coughing awkwardly, "Thank you for letting me the bed last night."

He didn't mean to say thank you for lending me my chest.

Feng Chi was very silent for a while.

Last night, it was obviously a little black spot squeezed up, but I didn't know if I could say something. So after struggling for a while, he chose to shut up.

Breakfast is a late-made sandwich. It tastes good and the amount of bacon is sufficient. It looks very rich at first glance. After Ji Huan finished eating, he burped quietly while covering his mouth. Then pulled the sleeves of Feng Chi, and asked the other person in doubt, "Can you give me a pen and paper?"

Feng Chi is not a person who likes to ask more, but when he sees Ji Huan's behavior, he regrets it.

Asking one more sentence at the beginning will not die.

Better than embarrassment here.

After Ji Huan asked for the paper, he listed a table, which included eating a few sugars given by Feng Chi, Feng Chi made breakfast for him, and ... saw which ugly monsters.

Ji Huan wrote and looked at Feng Chi again, burying his head and continuing to write.

Feng Chi stood behind him, his slender fingers resting on a certain line of words: "Will this be written down?"

10. Feng Chi opened the pig video today, suspected of mocking me.

Ji Huan pushed away his hand with a pen, "I even wrote down the abdominal muscles you showed me, and I will show you the abdominal muscles in the future."

Feng Chileng froze, "Be careful."

Ji Huan wasn't angry at all, "This is not a matter of care."

This is called deliberately making you mentality.

Feng Chi didn't know Ji Huan's true thoughts, and after hearing Ji Huan's rebuttal, he said: "You can use these to counteract these."

Use the sugar he gave to offset the ugly monster you saw.

Ji Huan smiled, showing his big white teeth: "That won't work, I'm so vengeful."