Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The little guy almost spit out.

The duck on his head felt a chill all over his body.

Seeing Xiang Xing grabbing a roasted lobster unceremoniously and gnawing it with gusto, Duck Duck was both instinctively scared and grateful.

At least, it seems that if she lives here, it should probably not become her preparatory ration...

Different from Ya Ya, Ao Yuan, who was beside him, seemed to be particularly interested in Xiang Xing's food.

I saw the man propped his elbows all the way, slightly supporting the delicate chin.

The head was slightly tilted, the pale rose lips curled with a faint arc, and the blue eyes never left the bulging cheeks.

There are even more ripples in my heart.

Just, I just wanted to stretch out my finger and poke that puffy cheek.

Here, young people eat and take a look, harmonious and harmonious.

On the other hand, after hearing the old turtle Prime Minister's report, Ao Qing sighed heavily.

"Hey!... This person who has been on a hunger strike all day long will consume himself to death sooner or later!"

Hearing the words, Ao Yuan paused for a while and retracted his thoughts.

Like suddenly remembering something, he looked at his father with a little worry: "Father, eldest sister, hasn't she eaten yet?"

"Isn't it!"

The old dragon king patted the dragon chair depressedly, squeezed his forehead hard, and muttered, "She is really, she knows that she is holding back her mind! It's not starving, but she has to hold back!"

"This……"

Ao Yuan didn't seem to do the same, he frowned and sighed softly.

Seeing the distressed look on his face, Xiang Xing, who had been distracted and eavesdropping, could not help but silently put down the lobster shell in his hand.

After thinking for a while, she put her small hand into the jelly-like cleansing water bubble specially used for washing hands, and carefully turned it a few times to wash off the oil stains on her hands.

After that, he directly raised his soft fingertips, stretched out to the man's eyebrows, which turned into a "Chuan" shape, and rubbed gently.

"Brother Xiaolong,"

The little guy blinked softly, tentatively, and asked in a soft voice, "Is there anything I can help?"

"..."

Ao Yuan looked at her.

Her lips parted slightly and she was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, the old dragon king in the other side looked like he had caught a life-saving straw, and his eyes lit up excitedly.

"Miss Xiang, are you willing, willing to help Lao Long to persuade my poor daughter?! She hasn't eaten or drank for almost half a year!"

"……what?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head in confusion.

How can anyone still stand the temptation of meals.

What kind of heavy heart is this supposed to be holding back?

...

After the Crystal Palace.

Under the huge coral plant, there was a soft clam bed made of giant clam shells.

On the mussel bed, a young woman wearing a plain gauze skirt, with a delicate face and a look somewhat similar to Ao Yuan, was propping her head up and lying reclining on it.

Looking at the top of the giant coral in a trance, I was in a daze.

In a trance, she seemed to sense that an unfamiliar, small figure that should not even be a creature of the sea was swimming towards her cautiously.

The woman squinted her beautiful eyes and was about to raise her hand to drive her away.

However, he suddenly noticed that the little guy was wrapped in the soft-scaled cloak that his younger brother loved most.

She paused, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Immediately, he turned his eyes and glanced at the little figure.

I saw a flash of red light in front of my eyes, and the gorgeous little fish transformed into an extremely petite and lovely girl, and landed lightly beside her clam bed.

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