Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The young, handsome-looking driver in the front row heard the shout, and turned around in confusion and asked lightly—

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Xiang Xing and Ya Ya were both stunned for a moment.

Master?

who is the master...

One person and one duck had the same question mark in their heads, and immediately turned their heads subconsciously and looked at each other.

Seeing this, it was deadly silent for three seconds.

Three seconds later, there were two more heart-wrenching screams from inside the car...

"what!!!"

"Gah!!!"

"...Master! What's the matter with you, Master!?"

The little driver was so frightened by the duet-like shout that he almost hit the wrong steering wheel, so he could only hurriedly park the car on the side of the road, and turned around nervously.

I saw that the handsome eyes of my young master were now staring like a pair of big copper bells, and the whole person seemed to have seen aliens, staring blankly—

On the seat beside him, the snow-white duckling locked in the gold wire cage.

In the same way, the little driver also felt that the little Keer duck, who was brought back from the young master's childhood sweetheart's house, was like a ghost.

This inexplicable and unimaginable picture made the little driver look dumbfounded.

What's the matter?

The young master suddenly doesn't like this duck? Or is this little duckling pooping on his car?

Just before leaving Miss Xin's house, isn't the young master still getting along quite well with this little duck...

Of course, how did the young driver know what kind of situation Xiang Xing and Ya Ya were facing at this time.

Yes, both of them are right.

The result of this chaotic crossing of data is—

Ya Ya, dressed as a handsome man in his twenties, in a suit and leather shoes.

Xiang Xing... is directly dressed as a duck...

... the second Olympic!

One person and one duck spit in their minds at the same time.

[Duck, what's going on here! ! ! How did I become a duck...]

The little guy licked his duck feathers anxiously.

Don't say it, it hurts.

Looking at the little white fluff on the wings, she couldn't help but wonder, how the ducks and ducks resisted the pain of plucking hairs on weekdays, and almost bald themselves...

...No, now is the time to think about such a thing, she! !

[...No, don't panic, Ah Xing, let me check the transmission log calmly...]

Ya Ya forcefully turned on the system calmly, and called up the transmission log to check it carefully.

After watching it back and forth three or four times, the little guy saw his handsome face instantly pale as paper.

He sighed in desperation, and almost had a cigarette, [I think...we may have exchanged souls sadly in that data confusion...]

[…]

One person and one duck were silent for a while.

Fortunately, our little friend Xiang Xing has also experienced a lot of wind and waves, but she came back to her senses before Ya Ya, and asked calmly, [Then, can I change it back? ]

[…I think, it should be impossible. ]

Duck Duck took out the system plot of this world and sent it to the little guy's mind.

He smirked coldly, [Look, not only have we changed our souls, but even the plot of this world has changed a lot because of our exchange...]

...

The plot this time was indeed the same as what the two heard in the portal. It should be the story of a domineering female president x a talented designer.