Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

At that time, Jiang Yecheng didn't know whether he was fascinated by the tablet computer, or something else. It seemed that he really didn't notice her approach.

Seeing this, Xiang Xing felt even more laughter in his heart.

The watery pink pupils twitched, she took a deep breath, and then suddenly stretched out her small hand, attacked it, and gently grabbed the neck of the man's perfect destiny.

"Mr. Jiang Yecheng, hum, you have already been strangled by the neck of my destiny!"

The little guy suppressed the laughter in his heart, deliberately pinched his milky voice, and said "threat" fiercely.

"Hurry up and pay a ransom of 100 million yuan to my account, otherwise your fragile neck will be caught by me, Miss Ben..."

Before she could finish her voice, the specially-made low-radiation smart watch she was wearing on her wrist was beeping a few crisp reminder bells.

Xiang Xing was stunned for a moment, then lowered his soft eyes subconsciously and looked at his wrist.

I saw that it was written on the top--

[XX Bank] Your account ending in 1234 was successfully credited to 99999999.99 yuan at 12:59 on o month x day...

"...cough, cough, cough!"

The little guy choked on his own saliva.

The next second, she heard a low-pitched laughter from the front.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yecheng turned around helplessly and stared at her with the corners of his thin lips hooked to Qiangui.

Delicate brows raised slightly, with a hidden smile, she said softly to her: "I have already paid the ransom, I wonder if Miss Xiang has any instructions?"

"..."

Xiang Xing blinked softly, but his small mouth twitched silently, "You paid a penny less."

"After all, I really have no intention of restoring my freedom from your hands."

The man laughed and turned around.

He raised his long, slender hands, gently held the girl's slender white wrists, and removed the small hands from his neck.

Yu clenched it tightly in his hand, and suddenly exerted force to pull her into his arms.

Before Xiang Xing could react, he felt a warmth on his lips.

A soft kiss fell.

However, he didn't linger for long before letting go of her.

Instead, she picked up the cloak that she had thrown to the ground, and wrapped the slender body again.

And slightly angrily said, "Also, don't just ignore the UV rays just because you're recovering well, eh?"

"...I'm not that vulnerable."

The little guy lowered his head aggrievedly, pouted his mouth lightly, and muttered.

When the original owner is in good health, as long as you take protective measures, you can run freely in the sun...

Of course, she's not quite right yet.

Still have to be obedient.

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing had to silently tighten his big cloak.

After a pause, his eyes turned to the tablet that the man put aside.

Looking at the V-Bo interface that was displayed on the screen, the little guy blinked softly, and he couldn't help but carefully raised his onion-like fingertips and pointed to the tablet.

"Brother Acheng, what are you looking at?"

"Um?"

Jiang Yecheng raised his eyes lightly, and immediately let out a low laugh, and took the tablet over.

Passing it on to the little girl with question marks written all over her face, her delicate and taut jaw made a slight effort, "Of course it's based on our 'record' last night."

"Records?...Is the siege battle still on the hot search?"

Xiang Xing didn't understand a little.

He could only take the computer, turn around and sit in the man's arms, and take a serious look at the screen.

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