Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Just now she returned to the warm duckling's nest, and she couldn't hold back the little eyelids who were fighting frantically, and her head fell little by little, dozing off.

Fortunately, until she almost fell asleep, there was finally some strange movement in the house.

A gust of unusually cool wind blew slowly over Xiang Xing's duckling cage.

The blow made her agitated, and Mung Bean's eyes suddenly widened.

At the same time, a faint, translucent tall figure just drifted towards her from far and near.

It wasn't until he floated closer that Xiang Xing was able to see his face clearly.

He has a face that is extremely upside-down, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, like a perfect statue.

A decent black shirt and trousers complemented his sturdy-looking figure even more perfectly.

Of course, it's only limited to looks.

The little guy knows that this one has only a soul body left now, and no matter how strong it is, it is only an appearance.

And his handsome face, which was exactly the same as the photo given by the system, made her nodded affirmatively.

He is Tong Moyan!

However, at this time, Tong Moyan seemed to be only curious about the humans who suddenly ran into his house. In the long corridor on the second floor, every time he passed a door, he would probe into the door and look around. a bit.

[……Humph. ]

Feeling that if he continued to peep like this, sooner or later he would peep over to those cute little maids and sisters, Xiang Xing couldn't help but snorted.

After that, I quickly started to think about how to attract the attention of this guy.

At the same time, Tong Moyan also drifted closer and closer.

In fact, since the moment he came to the promenade, he has actually been aware that there are a pair of strange eyes watching him warmly.

And, as he moved forward, the feeling became clearer and stronger.

to be frank.

Since he was conscious, he has been wandering in this house without any living creatures, let alone anyone seeing him.

This kind of gaze, on the contrary, made a trace of, um, interest in his heart.

Thinking of this, the man frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

Immediately, he looked around carefully.

At the end, he blinked his jewel-like eyes in confusion.

Weird.

The newcomers in this room obviously slept soundly.

Who is watching him?

Thinking about it, out of the corner of the man's eyes, he inadvertently glanced at the extremely gorgeous cage that was placed in the deepest part of the corridor.

I saw a fluffy, plump little duck squatting in that cage.

His glance just happened to meet those pure and curious little mung bean eyes.

For a moment, Tong Moyan felt his heart tremble inexplicably.

The gaze that was watching him seemed to come from this little white duck.

That is to say.

Can she see him?

Sure enough, after the little duck caught his gaze, he was shocked and stood up abruptly.

Then he swayed out of the cage and came to his feet hanging in the air.

After that, he stretched the duck's neck, tilted the small round and soft head, and continued to stare at him closely.

Those little mung bean eyes seemed to be able to speak, conveying some information to him.

Tong Moyan was a little surprised...

However, what shocked him even more was that after the little white duck swung its duck ass and turned around a few times, suddenly, as if he had gathered up his courage, he raised his head to him again.