Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

As soon as the words fell, the housekeepers and servants in the hall saw the smiling and energetic old man of the Jiang family, after squeezing his eldest grandson to the side, then ran in hahahaha.

He pretended that he had just discovered the suffocating atmosphere in this hall, and his eyes widened, "Oh, it's the middle of the night, you two are still so leisurely and elegant, are you looking at each other affectionately here?"

"...Don't you yourself have nothing to do in the middle of the night, breaking into other people's houses!"

Mr. Xiang's face was flushed with anger at his teasing, and he couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.

After a pause, he regained his emotions, coughed lightly, and continued, "So what's the urgency?"

However, before the old man of the Jiang family could answer, all the housekeepers and servants saw the eldest young master of the Jiang family without saying a word, and went straight to their eldest young lady's boudoir...

And when he walked to the hidden door, he was a little polite, and stopped in a hurry.

But the next second, everyone saw him squinting, raised his slender palm, and pushed the door open directly...

Behind the door, I saw the petite back of my eldest lady, standing with her back to the bedroom door, as if frozen in an instant.

She was still holding a small quilt in her hand, not to mention, a dog and a duck at her feet seemed to have seen some kind of monster, shivering at her feet, staring tremblingly at the man with an unusually kind smile. .

"Isn't it good night already?"

In the silence, Jiang Yecheng opened his mouth slowly, the curvature of his lips was still gentle, but inexplicably there was a hint of danger.

I saw him raise his eyebrows lightly, his obsidian-like eyes fluttering slightly from side to side, pretending to look at this cute little bedroom.

He continued to laugh, "Our Miss Xiang, shouldn't she sleep standing up?"

"..."

Hearing this, Xiang Xing's shoulders trembled, and his small body couldn't help shaking three times.

After a long while, he turned around mechanically and slowly.

Like a child who did something wrong, with his head lowered, he dared not lift his eyes to look at the man in front of him.

After being silent for a while, he sighed with the milky voice that had just woken up and had a thick nasal voice, and said in a low voice, "I...I'm laying on the floor..."

She, she didn't lie.

"..."

Jiang Yecheng didn't say anything, just raised his eyes slightly.

After a while, he stepped forward again and approached slowly.

Seeing the shadow that was getting closer, the little guy was startled.

Xin thought that he was going to blame her, so she could not help but back off silently while sniffling.

However, before she took a half-step, the slightly warm slender palm suddenly touched her head.

It seemed to fumble for a while, and then from the messy white hair, he took off a small amount of corgi's hair and a duck feather.

"Well, I can see that."

The man lightly pinched and rubbed the two balls of fur on his fingertips, and couldn't help but pursed his lips, and smiled helplessly in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, he took two steps back slowly and turned towards the bedroom door.

He said hoarsely again, "If you can't sleep here, just change your clothes and go home with me."

"...Stinky boy, what are you talking about, what do you mean by going home with you, this is Xing'er's home!"

When the old man Xiang, who was watching nervously outside, heard the words, he immediately lost his temper.

He could see that this bastard used his grandfather as a shield and came to grab his granddaughter in a grand manner!