Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

When Si Fan heard the words, he fell into a long period of contemplation.

The eyebrows are sometimes raised, sometimes relaxed, and under the slightly trembling eyelashes, the thick ink-like pupils slowly sway from side to side.

Because of his silence, Xiang Xing didn't dare to speak again, so he waited so quietly and cautiously.

The surrounding atmosphere became more and more solidified.

I don't know how long it has been solidified.

The man moved, as if thinking of something, his slightly drooping eyes lit up suddenly.

Without saying a word, he quickly opened the drawer under the tuner and took out a manuscript from it.

In the other hand, he picked up the pencil on the side and changed the drawing directly on the score.

The little guy tilted his head and looked at the man's flying phoenix with some curiosity.

Heart secretly admired.

This, this is to create...

I have to say that when this man was immersed in his creation, his temperament changed again.

Lips pursed tightly, her face full of enthusiasm, she was reluctant to let go of every detail.

She looked at it, and the corners of her pink lips couldn't help curling up, her heart was slightly warm.

Sure enough, serious men are the sexiest.

...

I do not know how long it has been.

Si Fan finally finished the last correction, and heaved a deep sigh of relief.

Picking up the score, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift.

"It's changed, you see how it looks like this..."

The man asked in a low voice, then turned to Xiang Xing.

... but saw the little guy propped up his soft bulging cheeks and had already fallen asleep.

The slightly wet feathered eyelashes trembled for a while, and every minute was extremely exciting.

If the plump lips that are as clear as ice are slightly puffed up, one can't help but want to pick them arbitrarily.

Si Fan looked at her steadily.

At the end, his eyes wandered.

Afterwards, a deep smile appeared, her head tilted slightly, and Jun Yan slowly approached.

But it stopped abruptly when there was only a short distance left.

In the end, it went back.

No, it's not good to take advantage of people's dangers.

Some things, when awake, are more fun than in this unknown situation, aren't they?

Although it sounds kind of dog.

Thinking about it, the man sneered in a low voice.

Raising his hand, he gently squeezed the other half of the soft cheek of the next star.

"If you go back to sleep, lunch time will be over."

"……Well?"

Hearing the word lunch, Xiang Xing shook his head and opened his soft, wet eyes.

Looking around confusedly, Ruan Nuo murmured vaguely, "What, are you going to have lunch?"

"No."

Si Fan smiled, rolled the sheet music into a roll, and tapped the little guy's forehead lightly, "Try to sing first, and I'll invite you to eat Golden Arch after singing."

Golden Arches!

Xiang Xing was stunned, sitting upright with his small body, nodding like garlic: "Sing, I'll sing now!"

...

Half an hour later, Xiang Xing got the golden arch bucket as he wished.

She nibbled at the fried chicken wings and looked admiringly at the back of the man who entered the score into the editor.

I have to say that he really deserves the title of creative genius.

She was already looking forward to it and was eager to perform this song right away.

After nibbling on the last fried chicken wing full of oil, Xiang Xing collapsed on the sofa contentedly.

Si Fan went to a meeting, the little guy had nothing to do, and was ordered to stay here again, not to run around.

She had to make a lifelong taboo for female stars-after eating high-calorie fried foods, she fell asleep.

Until Si Fan finished the meeting, he came back with a thermos cup and a strawberry cake.

Opening the door, I saw the girl hugging her duck butt bag, leaning against the sofa, and sleeping very sweetly.

Good night~ ask for a ticket~