Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He reluctantly spread his hands, "After all, I can't make an appointment with a patent expert like Li Miaomiao."

"...Indeed, I can't make an appointment with Dr. Li either, haha."

Xin Youyou laughed and hit haha.

Then, he directly picked up his mobile phone, flipped through the address book for a while, and gave Lu Chengjun a lot of WeChat IDs and mobile phone numbers.

"Well, these are the contact information of the little-known little inventor you said."

Said, Xin Youyou's eyes turned slightly, her brows raised suddenly, and she joked at Lu Chengjun, "Speaking of which, I really want to see how our arrogant Young Master Lu manages these arrogant little experts. Yes~"

"...Hey, since you said it all, then you can go with me!"

Lu Chengjun raised his eyebrows with a sneer, and raised his jaw melodiously toward Xinyou, "You said it yourself, don't regret it for a second."

Xin Youyou's face froze, and she immediately patted the armrest of the sofa without admitting defeat: "...I don't want to go back on my mother! Just go!"

...

It took only two hours for Xin Youyou to finish speaking, and Xin Youyou really regretted it in her heart.

At this moment, she was sitting in Lu Chengjun's car holding the little white dumpling who was looking around curiously, letting him drive into an urban village that looked very old.

Finally, the car stopped in front of an old-fashioned building that looked like an antique.

Looking at the ground full of sewage, and looking at the limited PRADA pair on her feet, Xin Youyou suddenly didn't want to get out of the car, she really didn't want to.

But seeing Lu Chengjun's smug and sarcastic eyes, she had to bite the bullet and open the car door reluctantly.

Just after getting out of the car, a pungent smell of sewage rushed into her nostrils, causing her to frown uncontrollably.

However, the next second, the woman suddenly felt an extra mask in front of her.

"If you don't get used to the 'life atmosphere' here, wear a mask."

Lu Chengjun smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows at her.

By the way, I also got Xiang Xing a super-super-small duck mask and put it on her duck bill carefully.

"...When did you become so professional in raising ducks?"

Xin Youyou looked at him strangely, but her heart moved inexplicably.

Sometimes this guy seems to be very careful.

Thinking about it, the woman paused for a while, her face stunned.

Looking at the big mask that Lu Chengjun handed over with a smile, she hummed awkwardly, and finally endured the disgusting smell, turned her head and left, "...I will do as the locals do!"

He doesn't even wear a mask, so she doesn't.

...

After a while, the two climbed to the top of the dilapidated old building.

When she climbed the last few steps, Xin Youyou was already out of breath and couldn't breathe.

She had never climbed such a high staircase in her life!

What's even more depressing is that a straight man with cancer can't even come to help her, he will only laugh at him wantonly: "Tsk tsk, look at you, and they all tell you not to be brave and climb slowly. Why are you chasing in the footsteps of my big man?"

"..."

Xin Youyou rolled her eyes in anger, but had nothing to say.

He was indeed right.

[...Duck, it's impossible for you to find a girlfriend like this! ]

Seeing her little sister's shriveled look on her face, even Xiang Xing couldn't help it, and silently complained about ducks and ducks in the sound transmission.

Duck Ya spread out his hands indifferently: [Who wants to find this kind of tigress as a girlfriend~]

What he likes is the kind of Xiaomeng, soft and cute, cute, and silly~