Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"……Um?"

Xiang Xing responded, but just raised his head and stared at the handsome face that was a little haggard.

Should she tell him directly that Tong Moyan was indeed a leader in the field of intelligent technology during his lifetime?

But what if he said it, and he had the same headache as before?

Also, some things seem to be better done gradually rather than immediately.

Thinking about it, the little guy blinked his soft eyes, and a small idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

She twisted her body, struggled out of Tong Moyan's arms, flapped her wings and flew to the ground.

Then, with little wings on his back, he stared at the man very seriously, and said, "Brother Mo Yan, if you really want to remember what happened in your life, I'll help you find it, okay?"

"……you?"

Hearing this, Tong Moyan couldn't help but look at her in astonishment, a little doubt appeared in his eyes, "How do you find it?"

She's just a little duck, and it's very difficult to communicate with humans, let alone ask if there are any.

Is it...

The man suddenly remembered what he had seen before, her and Lu Chengjun's strange eyes met, he paused, and his face suddenly sank a little.

Then, he nodded slightly, as if he couldn't help it, and said in a low voice, "If I ask Lu Chengjun to help you, then I don't want to know if there are any."

After all, the man's eyes darkened to the extreme.

Now that's actually pretty good.

At least, no headaches.

"……what?"

Hearing Tong Moyan suddenly mention a dead fat duck, Xiang Xing instinctively froze for a moment, his eyes widened.

She shook her head and thought for a while, but she suddenly realized something, and her soft eyes suddenly lit up.

and many more……

Could it be that Tong Moyan has already started to eat the vinegar of her and Ya Ya?

The little guy almost couldn't help laughing.

The development is so fast this time!

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly remembered the fork that fell to the ground just now, and paused, as if he suddenly understood something.

He hurriedly shook his head at Tong Moyan, "You think too much! Lu Chengjun is just taking care of me for my master and sister for a week. I don't even have a master-servant relationship with him! Really!"

He can't really burp Duck!

However, when the man heard the words, it seemed that he only caught another important point in the words: "What did you say?...A week?"

Substitute for a week.

Does it mean that after seven days, she will leave here and go back to her real home?

Thinking of this, Tong Moyan only felt his heart sank, and his eyes darkened even more.

It was not easy for him to know her.

His only friend after his death.

"...This, this matter is not so absolute! Brother Mo Yan!"

Seeing that the air pressure around Tong Moyan's body suddenly dropped, the little guy panicked and quickly explained, "Well, that's why I thought, if I can match the host and Miss Lu Chengjun, I will definitely be able to live here, just You can continue to play with you, brother Mo Yan..."

"Anyway, there is still a turning point in this matter! I don't want to leave either..."

Xiang Xing said, he couldn't help but lowered his head a little depressedly, and drew circles on the floor with his duck bill.

After drawing a few circles, she suddenly felt her body light up, and suddenly she was hugged by those cold arms again, and received it in her arms.

The little guy was puzzled and couldn't help but look up at the man.

I saw his complexion look a little complicated, as if hesitating for a while.