Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

All of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yecheng was thoughtful, his delicate eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the old man's personal doctor secretly again.

After finding that a faint trace of disappointment quickly crossed his face, the man paused, and could not help but quietly curled his lips, his eyes darkened a bit.

"...Well, the old man should be fine."

After Xiang Huai finished talking with the emergency doctor, he turned around and looked at everyone.

Slightly weary smile, "It's so late, everyone go back first, I'll just take care of it here."

"Let me stay and take care of the old man..."

Seeing that the old man hadn't woken up yet, the Xiang family's old butler looked worried, "Also, sir, you are already very tired, you are still..."

"No, I'm not tired."

Xiang Huai waved his hand decisively.

He looked at the old man on the hospital bed, and then looked at everyone, the corners of his eyes, which were crawling with a few faint wrinkles, slowly dropped a little.

He couldn't help smirking lowly and said, "I want to be alone with Dad for a while, so I don't want you to stay here."

"Including you, Xing'er."

He turned his eyes quickly, staring at the little guy who was about to speak.

Seeing that the old uncle insisted so much, Xiang Xing pursed his pink lips, and he couldn't say anything more.

All he could do was nod silently at him, and then he took Jiang Yecheng and the Xiang family out of the ward.

"Where do you want to live tonight?"

Back in the car, Jiang Yecheng asked softly as he fastened the seat belt for the sluggish little guy.

Without waiting for her answer, she added indifferently, "I don't plan to go back to the sanatorium tonight. Do you want to go home and live, or shall I go to Longkou to open a suite for you and stay for one night?"

"……what."

Xiang Xing paused, but after reacting, he tilted his head in confusion, "Why don't you go back?"

Although it was very late, a nursing home was not the kind of place where there would be a curfew.

Unexpectedly, the man just laughed softly.

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

The man said, already started the car engine.

I saw him glance at the duck and dog in the rearview mirror, which had been sitting in the back seat, and immediately turned on the navigation.

"I'd better take you home. If you stay in a hotel, these two little guys will be hungry all night..."

However, before he finished speaking, or even stepped on the accelerator, the soft little white hand of the girl beside him suddenly overturned and gently held the hand he was about to engage in.

"Brother Acheng, I don't want to go home."

Xiang Xing's little hands became tighter and tighter, and the whole person turned sideways and moved towards Jiang Yecheng.

Soft and lustrous crystal eyes fluttered, looking at the man pitifully, with a soft voice, "The house was so noisy just now, I won't be able to sleep."

"..."

Jiang Yecheng stared at her deeply.

The obsidian-like eyes blinked for a few minutes, then nodded, pulled out his hand, and rubbed the soft, crumpled little head.

And turn off the navigation, "Okay, then let's go back to Dragon Saliva..."

"If you don't go back to the sanatorium, will you be living in the dragon saliva tonight?"

The little guy muttered softly and interrupted his words again.

I saw her pursing her pink lips lightly, as if she was thinking about something, her soft eyes drooped slightly, and her eyelashes moved slowly.

After that, as if he was certain of something, he raised his head again.

With a very serious face, "Can I be with you tonight?"