Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Duck Duck rolled his eyes dejectedly.

But he was still obedient, swaying his duck butt, and walked to the door of the sleeping cabin.

I saw it stretched its neck vigorously and pecked heavily towards the big red button.

Soon, a beautiful and melodious sound of music came from the sleeping cabin, and the wake-up mode was activated.

Meanwhile, in the sleeping cabin.

Still in the main city of Jianshi, Jiang Yecheng, who had a battle meeting with the assassin Shijie and others, immediately received an emergency wake-up reminder from outside the cabin.

He wondered for a moment, but frowned slightly.

Didn't I tell Song Bo that he didn't have to come tonight?

...But it doesn't seem like it's night anymore.

never mind.

After thinking about it, the man retracted his thoughts, turned to the surrounding subordinates, and said in a low voice: "This is the arrangement for the past few days. If there are any special circumstances, remember to report to me at any time."

"Yes, Master!"

Under the respectful salute of all his subordinates, Jiang Yecheng directly quit the game, and his wave consciousness returned to the sleeping cabin.

However, when he controlled the wheelchair and slowly drove out of the sleeping cabin.

But only found an unusually familiar duck, standing under the wake-up bell button, looking at him with a sad face.

Jiang Yecheng was a little stunned.

But soon, he heard a milky whisper, coming from the direction of the terrace.

"The patient's little brother! The neighbor's little brother!"

The man raised his eyes slightly, and then followed the sound.

I saw the little girl with long silver and white hair, who was pulling on the terrace of his ward, waving her little hand towards herself.

In the distant skyline, the morning sun in early autumn has already popped out some heads, and it has begun to radiate the dazzling golden light to everything in the world.

But the little guy in front of him was only wearing an ordinary little skirt, with almost no protective measures.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yecheng's heart suddenly tightened.

He couldn't help but slightly lowered his handsome face, quickly drove the wheelchair, and stepped forward.

"You don't sleep well in the early morning, what are you doing standing outside?"

The man frowned and looked at Xiang Xing up and down.

The hoarse voice was a little tight, and there was a hint of inaudible worry, more, but the color of reproach, "Also, it's almost dawn, what are you wearing so little? Why don't you wear protective clothing? ?"

Are you trying to piss him off?

"...I'm already wearing a protective suit."

The little guy pouted and retorted with some dissatisfaction.

She paused for a while, and suddenly had an idea, and instantly lowered the corners of her soft eyes, she shrunk her small mouth aggrievedly, and murmured towards Jiang Yecheng, "I don't want to be outside either... It's too early to afford this, just Before the sun rises, come out and get some fresh air."

"Who knows... Who knows that the door suddenly locked by itself, and I forgot to bring the key..."

Saying that, Xiang Xing clasped her hands together, her soft eyes blinked frantically, and made a plea to Jiang Yecheng, "So my patient, brother, can you take me in and let me come to you before my aunt Zhuang comes back. Do you hide from the sun in the house?"

"..."

Jiang Yecheng glanced at her helplessly.

He glanced at the rising sun behind her again.

He finally sighed and nodded slowly, "Come in."

"Thank you bro~"

The first step of the plan was successfully achieved, Xiang Xing was overjoyed, and his little hand immediately supported the balcony fence and carefully turned inside.