Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Wow! See no evil!"

Zhang Bin screamed strangely, raised his hands exaggeratedly, and covered his eyes.

Xiang Xing on the side also raised the duck wings in cooperation, covering her cute and soft mung bean eyes.

Seeing this scene, Xin Youyou's cheeks slammed, and she blushed directly, embarrassed and angry: "Lu Chengjun, let me go! Don't eat my mother's tofu!!"

"Don't let it go."

Lu Chengjun rolled his eyes, his arms tightened even more.

He turned his eyes to think about it, and even chuckled, deliberately bowed his head to her ear, and breathed softly, "When you calm down, I'll let you go, otherwise... I won't leave this broken house."

(Zhang Bin: Hey, be polite! What a broken house!)

"you!……"

Xin Youyou wanted to cry without tears.

It wasn't until she gradually felt that the temperature behind her was making her more and more at a loss, and the woman gradually slowed down.

In the end, he could only hang his head slackly and stop moving like a defeated wild cat.

Seeing this, Lu Chengjun raised his eyebrows slightly smugly, then let her go and threw her behind him again to protect her.

hehe~

He learned this trick from various ambassadors of happiness, and the effect is explosive!

"Okay, let's keep talking."

After finishing Xin Youyou, Lu Chengjun breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to Zhang Bin again.

Looking at the lines sent by the little ancestor in his mind, he asked, "Dr. Zhang, do you still have Tong Moyan's manuscript? Or is this the only one?"

"Ah? I have to think about this..."

Zhang Bin coughed lightly and tilted his bird's nest head to think about it.

After a while, he chuckled and shook his index finger, "Ah, I remember, he did give me a lot of these old manuscripts."

Saying that, the man smiled and trotted to the only room in the house, "You may not know that although these were all scraps that he was not satisfied with back then, but for those of us who were worse than him. , that's all reference works!"

Soon, Zhang Bin dragged out a small suitcase that looked a little old and opened it in front of everyone.

Xiang Xing, who was standing on the top of the cabinet, hurriedly stretched his neck to take a look.

Sure enough, many of the manuscripts in this box are familiar things she has seen in the plot characters!

"Look, these are all people's exercises, just exercises!"

I saw Zhang Bin sighing, picking up a near-finished design draft in one hand, and grabbing the nervous Betsy robot waving a broom beside him with the other, shaking his head, "Genius exercises are better than ours. This kind of ordinary people's finished product is better, hey~"

Hearing that, Xin Youyou couldn't help but secretly rolled her eyes again, and whispered, "It's not copied..."

"...Miss Xin! You speak ill of my little brother again! I'm really no longer a gentleman!"

Zhang Bin glared at her again angrily.

But suddenly he paused, and then, as if thinking of something, he patted his bird's nest head vigorously, "By the way, I seem to have some manuscripts here, which he left to us after graduation. Lovely junior brother's...I'll look for it again!"

Looking at the back of the man running back into the room, Xiang Xing tilted his duck's head for a while, and couldn't help but quietly gave Lu Chengjun a look.

Lu Chengjun nodded his head, then smiled lightly with his lips hooked, and followed Zhang Bin's footsteps and walked in: "Dr. Zhang, I have something to tell you..."