Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

After the boxes were taken apart one by one, Xiang Xing discovered that they were all components of the sleeping cabin.

"...Mr. Jiang, the parts have already been moved in."

A strong man who seemed to be the leader wiped his face, smiled, and asked Jiang Yecheng who was supervising the side, "Where do you want to install the sleeping cabin? We have to arrange the lines according to the location. cloth."

"..."

Jiang Yecheng glanced at him lightly.

The delicate and slender eyes glanced left and right in the ward for a few minutes, but they were suddenly fixed on the wall separated from Xiang Xing's ward.

He paused, then directly lifted the wheelchair and drove towards the wall.

At that time, the little guy on the other side naturally saw this scene.

Soon, Jiang Yecheng's handsome and innocent face slowly faced her on the wall.

I saw him staring at the wall quietly, his deep gaze, as if it could penetrate from the other side of the wall, deeply reflected into the bottom of Xiang Xing's eyes.

Seeing that she was inexplicably frightened.

Why does he... seem to be able to see through the wall and stare at her.

——Jiang Yecheng shouldn't have any special ability to see through eyes, right?

The little guy thought about it like this, but once again found that the man was controlling his wheelchair and seemed to get a little closer.

It was so close that it seemed to be about to fit into the wall, and the gaze that seemed to be staring at her became more profound.

Seeing that she even had a chill down her spine.

There was an inexplicable guilt in my heart.

Biting her pink lips, she staggered and jumped off the rocking chair, trying to stay away.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Xing's panicked move to flee, but accidentally brought her rocking chair.

The rocking chair suddenly fell to the ground with a loud bang, and even the duck-dog combination that was chatting and blowing in the water was so frightened that it jumped up.

[What's the matter with you, Axing? ? Are you demolishing the house? ? ]

Duck duck flapped its wings, fluttered over quickly, and looked up and down at Xiang Xing worriedly.

There was worry in his mouth, [You have to be careful, your body can't stand bumps and bumps, do you know! ]

The voice fell, but it sadly found that Xiang Xing ignored it at all.

Instead, he stared blankly at the picture in the next room.

At that time, the next door seemed to hear the noise from her side, and everyone was startled and subconsciously stopped what they were doing.

"Oh, is the house next door demolished or what?"

A little installer smiled and joked.

But in the next second, he suddenly received a somewhat deep gaze.

He was frightened for a moment, and couldn't help but subconsciously looked back.

I saw the handsome man in the wheelchair staring at him faintly.

There was a faint coldness in his eyes, as if he was silently blaming him for the joke he had just made.

However, the cold light disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Yecheng nodded slightly, lowered his delicate eyes, and seemed to ponder for a while.

He couldn't help raising his eyes and turned to look at Song Bo who was beside him.

When he spoke, his voice was cold and hoarse, very magnetic: "Uncle Song, I heard that the person living next door seems to be a friend of Grandpa?"

"...Hey, yes."

Song Bo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied, "To be precise, it's the granddaughter of the old man's best friend, the eldest lady of the Xiang family's chaebol, Xiang Xing."

Saying that, Song Bo suddenly sighed and shook his head.