Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

At this time, she did not find it.

The man who was hugging him tightly had a long-lost look in his eyes, a faint brilliance with a little vitality.

In three years, this was the first time he had touched a living creature.

The moment he touched it, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in his heart, as if he had come back from the dead and came alive.

Originally, Tong Moyan only planned to wander around in a daze until he could no longer wander.

But at this moment, he was inexplicably impulsive.

He suddenly wanted to know what he had forgotten, and what had happened before his death, which caused him to forget so completely.

Suddenly, I wondered who the strangers who cried so much here three years ago were.

Tong Moyan could hardly control the tumultuous intertwining of these thoughts in his mind. He, who should not have breathed anymore, was breathing deeply at this time, as if he was still alive.

Hearing the very obvious sound of inhalation, even Xiang Xing was involuntarily surprised, raised Duckling's head slightly, and looked at him.

He asked softly, "Brother Mo Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"..."

A soft whisper finally brought Tong Moyan out of the tumultuous sea of ​​consciousness, bringing him back to peace.

"nothing."

He pursed his thin lips, then shook his head lightly and chuckled, "Xingxing, chat with me for a while, okay?"

...

One soul and one duck, we chatted like this until the middle of the night.

However, speaking of chatting, the little guy even felt that it was a real soul torture.

Tong Moyan asked a lot of questions, from why Lu Chengjun moved here, who was the name of the intermediary who lied to him, and some things about Baihua City.

She can only open the system's plot encyclopedia and answer him one by one.

In the end, she was really tired of being asked, so she just fell into that cold embrace and fell asleep...

When the little guy woke up from sleep, he saw that he had already returned to her duckling nest.

At that time, it was already bright, and the housekeepers and servants in the villa also began to work on the first day of their stay.

Those who are busy making breakfast, those who are busy doing laundry, and those who are pruning flowers and plants in the yard... It's so lively.

Except for a dead fat duck who was still busy sleeping, even Qiu Bo couldn't wake him up.

In the end, relying on her wings of the eighteen ducks to subdue the dragon, she slapped the handsome face wildly, and Lu Chengjun duck touched his flushed face and got up crying and had breakfast.

Seeing that Qiu Bodu gave himself a thumbs up, Xiang Xing was speechless.

She and Ya Ya can exchange souls. The original character of the original owner, Lu Chengjun, must have made a lot of credit.

"...Master, you can actually get up before eight o'clock today!"

Looking at Lu Chengjun Duck, who had been sitting at the dining table nibbling bread, Xiao Zheng almost dropped the tablet in his hand.

Then, like Qiu Bo, he laughed happily for a while, and then began his daily routine - reporting to his young master.

Xiang Xing was too lazy to listen to what was there or not, so he squatted aside attentively, eating his own canned top royal seafood.

As she was eating, she suddenly felt a slight chill down her spine, as if a big cold hand was gently caressing herself.

The little guy ducked his mouth and raised his head in astonishment.

I saw Tong Moyan strayed over at some point, squatting beside her at this time, smiling gently at her.