Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

After thinking about it, Ya Ya finally couldn't take it anymore, flapping its wings and flying to the small table again.

I saw it pick up a brush in its beak and swipe ink on the rice paper clumsily.

After that, he picked up the paper on which he wrote several large characters, and flew back to Xiang Xing, shaking his edge at her.

- "Ah Xing, that's the original owner's father, not your father, why are you sad!!!"

The three big exclamation marks are curved and splashed with ink, like three caterpillars, it is hard not to attract people's attention.

He also managed to shake the little guy in front of him slightly.

The dull soft eyes trembled for a few minutes, and finally regained a look of expression, and slowly lifted up, staring at Duck Ying.

"...Guck!!"

Duck Ya was overjoyed, spit out the paper quickly, flew to Xiang Xing's subconsciously raised arm, and stood on his head.

The little guy blinked softly, and finally silently opened the sound transmission into the secret.

The next second, Duck Duck's anxious and anxious howl resounded in his mind:

[Ah Xing, how fat are you, you actually play autism because of this kind of plot character... I didn't say that, except for Ambassador Xiangfu, everything in these small worlds is fake and made up! ]

[I know it's fake. ]

Xiang Xing tilted his little head, but his words were very calm, [I didn't play autistic about Xiang Junxian, you think too much. ]

[...Then why did you suddenly become a wooden man? ]

Duck Duck glared at her resentfully.

I saw the little guy paused for a while, but just shook his head silently.

The voice is soft and waxy, and I can't hear many emotional fluctuations, [There is no reason, just stunned for a while. ]

[Really? ]

Duck Ya blinked Mung Bean's eyes suspiciously, with a look of disbelief.

But looking at the tiredness on the little guy's face, he sighed secretly, and finally stopped pressing her.

[Okay, then let's go to bed early, it's already very late. ]

Duck Duck spread out its big wings and patted Xiang Xing's shoulder lightly.

After that, he flew to the bed, picked up the quilt with his sharp beak, and carefully made the bed for her.

Xiang Xing looked flattered: [You've changed your sex? ]

She would actually make the bed for her!

[…Benga is seeing that you are in a bad mood! Just take care of you! ]

Duck duck wings akimbo, snorted angrily, [Also, what kind of sex change! People are originally a very gentleman duck! ! ]

[right? ]

Xiang Xing recalled what a rectal animal looked like when it solved the need for excretion, and couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling.

It's really not good for a gentleman.

Well, forget it.

After thinking about it, the little guy shook his head, and finally climbed up on the bed and burrowed into the quilt.

In the house, one person and one eagle fell asleep quickly because they were tired.

As everyone knows, at this moment, there was an extremely subtle movement outside the door not far away, as if the air was cut by a sharp blade.

Like someone left in a hurry.

...

the next day.

[...I said Ah Xing, you really don't care about this scumbag? ? ]

Outside the thatched courtyard, Duck Ying squatted on top of Xiang Xing's head, rolling his eyes silently, while keeping an eye on the movement in the yard.

Hmph, if you don't care, why are you still running over to peep!

It groaned angrily, but unexpectedly, the bird's butt suddenly felt a pain.

Xiang Xing directly took a handful of bird feathers off it, and blew it in his hands angrily.

Angrily: [I am squatting on what I want! ]