Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

I saw her smiling and walking forward, handing her tablet to the two of them.

Pointing to the picture on Weibo just posted by the little guy above, his tone was full of narrowness, "You're all exposed."

"……what?"

Hearing this, Xiang Xing and Zuo Yan were stunned at the same time, and they couldn't help looking at the pad.

I saw that Xiang Xing's Weibo was already lively at this time, and even the comments and likes were soaring inexplicably at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[The stars are fine! ...but why did something so familiar appear in the photo? ]

[On the street in the lower right corner of the photo, the guy running with the guitar on his back looks a bit like the head of the Q group next door, hahahahahaha? ? ? ]

[Fucao, it seems that it is really Brother Yan! Brother Yan ran into someone else's photo hahahahahahaha! ! ! ! ]

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[Hahahahaha I suddenly remembered that Brother Yan's private airport is also near Changle Mountain, so this round of rounding means that Brother Yan is also reporting safety! ! ]

[So Brother Yan is too lazy to just rub other people's Weibo grass (bushi)]

[My goddess and male god actually live in the same community, which is too great...]

Soon, a hot search of #zuoyanchenrun# jumped directly to the bottom of the hot search of Xiang Hanfa's statement, hanging slightly funny.

Watching this inexplicably dramatic scene, the little guy and the man couldn't help but be speechless.

However, the girl still saw the eager face of the tall figure in the photo, and paused, but she understood a lot in her heart.

He couldn't help but faintly rubbed the powder and moistened the corners of his lips, his soft eyes lifted slightly, and glanced at him: "Zuo Yan, you probably came over because you were worried about me, right?"

Not even driving the car, which is a bit too silly.

"..."

Zuo Yan silently blinked his golden brown eyes.

He wanted to continue to make excuses to explain, but after thinking about it, he took a deep breath and turned around directly to face Xiang Xing.

"Yes, I'm just worried about you."

He nodded vigorously, and in the next second, he stretched out his arms and hugged the stunned little guy again.

"Wow……"

Zhao Qianqian raised his brows knowingly, hurriedly exited the ranks of the light bulbs, and secretly called his male ticket to report.

In this room, when Xiang Xing heard the words, the whole person was down again for a few seconds.

But this time, she no longer subconsciously broke free, she just followed his embrace, found a slightly comfortable angle in the warm arms, and hugged him back.

"What are you worried about?"

She suppressed her fast heartbeat, secretly raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled lightly, "That's not my home anymore, I can't go up the mountain in the middle of the night..."

"Who knows if you will get water in your head, just like that day, you secretly went back."

The man quickly interrupted her words, and the breath in his ears sank slightly unpleasantly, "If you want me to comfort myself, I can't do it."

"...Okay."

Xiang Xing could only helplessly shrug his shoulders and let him continue to hold him.

It wasn't until the little guy's stomach finally couldn't help it that it made a series of grumbling noises in protest, and the man paused before he was willing to let go of her.

However, he still took advantage of the situation to hold her little hand, and did not intend to let go.

So that this breakfast, Xiang Xing can only enjoy it with one hand...

Not long after eating and drinking, Xing Mu also came over after hearing the news.

He just entered the door, and then howled loudly: "Zuo Yan, what's the matter with you? You don't even drive when you go out!"

"My car broke down down the mountain last night, what can I do?"

The man shrugged his shoulders lightly.

The little guy on the side was shocked when he heard it, and immediately raised his head nervously: "No... You were down the mountain last night?! What are you doing running over in the middle of the night?"

It was this guy beside her who ran to the scene of the fire inexplicably...

"Are you worried about me?"

Hearing this, Zuo Yan's eyes suddenly brightened, but he looked back at her with a smile.

Looking at the round face that suddenly turned into a small puffer fish, the man paused for a while before continuing to reply, "Our family had a family meeting at the airport last night, and speaking of it, the fire almost burned. Here at the airport."

"...such a big thing, you didn't even notify me!"

Xing Mu on the other end was so angry that he jumped his feet, but fortunately, Zhao Qianqian, who was on the side, quickly held him down, so that the mangtou Erha didn't rush over to fight.

"You two have a good chat! I'll take this goods away first!"

The woman smiled meaningfully and dragged her male ticket back to her bedroom.

The atmosphere froze again for a while.

"...Well, that's right."

The man coughed lightly, breaking the silence again.

The delicate eyes drooped slightly, and there was a little complicated color at the bottom of the eyes, and only said, "The fire last night, I checked a little... It should be artificial."

"According to some subtle clues left at the scene, I preliminarily determined that the arsonist was a notorious organization in the dark channel - 'Flying Kites'."

Zuo Yan's voice was calm, and the strength of holding Xiang Xing couldn't help but subconsciously increased, "You, and your former 'home', have you heard of this organization?"

"……what."

The little guy opened his eyes slightly, but the whole person was stunned.

Then, while secretly turning on the GPS system to retrieve the name "Feiyuan", he shook his head at the man who didn't understand, "I haven't heard of it."

"so."

Hearing the words, the man was obviously relieved at first.

However, he held his breath again, causing a faint unease to appear on Junyan's face again.

In the end, he only pulled Xiang Xing into his arms again, his tight jaw gently pressing against the furry little head.

"Xing Xing,"

After being silent for a while, he hoarse his voice, as if he was sure of something, and said in a low voice, "Do you know the true identity of Xiang Han?...As far as I know, he is not your father's biological son. "

"……Um?"

The little guy shuddered violently.

Instead, he raised his head and stared at him in disbelief, "How did you know?"

The voice just fell, but she saw that the man's face at this time was actually very quickly crossed with a sullen look.

Then, he only lightly hooked the corner of his crimson lips and smiled softly.

His eyes drooped slightly, "I know the real Xiang Han."

"...!"

Hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but jumped out of his arms suddenly, rounded his soft eyes in astonishment, and looked directly at him.

However, before she could ask why, Zuo Yan continued to explain.

"Xiang Han's biological mother...that is your current stepmother Pei Yan, and my aunt."

The man said, but without hesitation he grabbed the little guy's hand again and clenched it into his palm, "So, he is my cousin, and he grew up under the same roof as me."