Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"……it is good."

Although there was some reluctance in his heart, Tong Moyan couldn't stand the attack of her charming gaze, so he subconsciously nodded in agreement and picked up the little guy.

After gently sweeping away the tiny dust on her head and body, she took her back into the wall...

But in an instant, Xiang Xing returned to her duckling nest.

At that time, the servants of the Lu family were gathered downstairs in full swing, as if they were choosing clothes for Xin Youyou who was taking a shower, but no one noticed this slight change in the corridor on the second floor.

As for Lu Chengjun Ya, Xiang Xing just happened to see him entering the study with his hind feet.

The little guy thought about it, raised his duck neck again, and glanced at Tong Moyan.

He couldn't help but smile lightly, and approached him a little, then spread out the duckling's wings and gently hugged the man's slender, straight calf that was slightly suspended in the air.

Looking up again, the soft and cute mung bean eyes were full of water, "Brother Mo Yan, go see Lu Chengjun with me, I have something to talk to him about."

If you don't take him, God knows that this guy will be thinking about something in a while, and then abduct her halfway.

Might as well say it outright.

Sure enough, seeing her request, Tong Moyan was a little startled, and his delicate eyes were slightly raised.

She said that because she cared about his thoughts, right?

Yeah that's right.

It must be so.

Thinking about it, the corners of the man's thin lips finally evoked a little.

A little happiness crossed the bottom of the obsidian-like eyes, and nodded lightly: "Well, good."

...

One soul and one duck came to the study.

Xiang Xing just looked up and saw Lu Chengjun Ya was wearing his silk nightgown, leaning leisurely on the couch in the study.

Xu was just taking a shower, and the fine strands of hair were still a little moist, and they had a different kind of charm against his perfectly-lined temples.

The neckline of the nightgown is slightly open, and the delicate collarbone and strong chest are fully displayed.

Seeing that the corner of the little guy's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, he narrowed his mung bean eyes in disgust.

Except for the saucy bag, she really doesn't need other words to describe this product...

Not to mention the Tong Moyan who came in behind her.

Seeing this scene, the man's face darkened for the most part, he squatted down instantly, and covered her eyes with a ghost: "Don't look at this kind of mess."

Ducklings can't look at these things.

"……what?"

Aware of the slight movement, Lu Chengjun Ya finally turned his eyes to the side and glanced.

Immediately afterwards, he clicked his tongue in disappointment and frowned, "Why are you..."

He thought it was Yoyo coming over!

[...Don't tell me, you are so greasy because you want to show it to Miss Youyou. ]

Xiang Xing couldn't help but pondered in his mind, [When she falls over her shoulder, she will fall downstairs for you. ]

[……what? No way? ]

Lu Chengjun was stunned for a moment, his head tilted slightly, [But aren't all the former ambassadors like this? You will be quite happy in it~]

He is such a handsome guy in this life, how can he be said to be greasy!

Humph!

[…Let’s change the subject. ]

The little guy sighed silently.

Anyway, she was covered by a ghost, so she simply played the projection of the half talisman to Lu Chengjun Ya in the darkness, [Look, I found this thing in the basement. ]