Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The delicate and cute little flat duck's mouth opened slightly, and then, a cute girl-like soft and cute voice sounded, with a slightly nervous smile, sweetly said:

"Hello duck~"

"..."

Tong Moyan was startled again, his eyes widened unconsciously.

Duck, duck actually, can speak human language? ?

Hmm... not right.

After the little duck said hello to him, it seemed a little disappointed and lowered its head again. The tip of the duck's bill was very depressed and drew circles on the wooden floor.

Judging from the look on her face, the sound just now should be just an ordinary quack.

It is only because he has left the natural category that he can understand the language of ducks by accident.

Thinking about it, Tong Moyan's eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his thin lips tickled unconsciously.

He paused, then slowly squatted down and approached the little duck.

He said lightly: "I can understand what you say... Hello, little duck."

"...Gah?"

Hearing the light, hoarse, extremely magnetic voice coming from the top of his head, Xiang Xing, who was drawing circles, shuddered, and he couldn't help but raise his small head again, looking at Tong Moyan.

However, he suddenly realized that his handsome face was suddenly so close to her!

I saw the corners of his eyes drooping lazily, and the excessively long eyelashes trembled slightly with his blinking, revealing an indescribable beauty.

The thin lips pursed subconsciously, a little nervous, and seemed to be looking forward to her next opening.

The little guy was overjoyed.

Although I don't know the reason, at least she can really communicate with Tong Moyan!

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing's soft eyes suddenly brightened, and after a pause, he couldn't help but tilt his head and tried to speak again.

"I, my name is Xiang Xing... What's your name Duck?"

"...Me?"

Tong Moyan was startled.

I saw his eyes squinted slightly, as if he thought about it carefully, and then smiled lightly, "I should be called Tong Moyan."

He didn't remember his name, let alone who he was.

Only three years ago, when some strangers came here to worship him, they vaguely mentioned the name of Tong Moyan, and it seemed to be him.

"should……"

Xiang Xing chewed the word in astonishment.

Only then did he suddenly realize that Tong Moyan was in a state of complete amnesia now.

Thinking of the unfortunate encounter in his plot, the little guy sighed inwardly, and suddenly took two steps forward.

He smiled sweetly at the man again, "Then, Brother Tong Moyan, can I call you Brother Moyan?"

She shook her little head and continued, "Then, um, you can just call me Xingxing, my master, Miss Sister, and everyone here, call me that."

"...Okay, Star."

The man smiled again and nodded slightly.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked again, "Master, young lady? ... Your master, isn't the new owner of this house?"

The young man who looked about the same age as he was before his death, and was a decent looking man.

Just now, he hid in the dark, quietly saw the man, put the little white duck on his head in a funny way, and happily visited the villa.

One person and one duck look extremely close.

...

Thinking of this, Tong Moyan suddenly felt an inexplicable trembling in his heart, and Feng Mei frowned slightly again.

strangeness.

He was fine just now, how could he recall that scene again, at this moment, he was inexplicably jealous of that man.