Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

It hit her with a star in her eye.

"you……"

She was about to raise her head in dissatisfaction and protest.

But the next second, the man's domineering kiss fell directly, sealing everything.

He kissed for a while before letting go reluctantly.

A smile flashed across his thick ink-like eyes, and Si Fan tried his best to suppress the corners of his lips, and looked at the little guy in his arms with a pretence of resentment.

The words were full of sour taste: "I'm not happy anymore, just think about how to make me happy."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing scratched the back of his head in confusion.

How is it now.

She has reported to him, why is he still jealous...

After thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but squinted his mouth, seriously thinking about the way to make him happy.

Seeing her distressed appearance, Si Fan suddenly couldn't bear to tease her again.

He laughed, raised his palms, and wanted to rub the drooping little furry head.

"Good, I'm kidding..."

But before the words were finished, the little head paused, but as if he mustered up his courage, he took the initiative to come up.

The small hand held the man's perfect and delicate handsome face, his eyes closed and he gave him a big sip.

"...So, are you relieved?"

"..."

Si Fan stared at her quietly.

But he suddenly closed his eyes and shook his head, "If you are reluctant, then I will be really angry."

"...then keep getting angry."

Seeing that this guy was going so far, Xiang Xing snorted angrily and turned over.

She shrank to the other half of the seat, hugged her chest, and stared angrily at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing her frizz, Si Fan instantly dissipated all his strength, lowered his eyes, hurried over and coaxed softly.

"Xiang Xing... Xing'er, I'm sorry, I won't tease you again, okay?"

Hearing the man behind him suddenly change his name, Xiang Xing's shrunken shoulders trembled involuntarily.

Instead, he snorted vigorously and continued to look away.

Seeing this, Si Fan seemed a little panicked.

He pursed his lips and thought for a moment.

In the end, he narrowed his ink eyes, stretched out his arms decisively, and slammed the little guy into his arms, hugging him tightly.

He leaned his head to the girl's ear, sighed softly, and whispered hoarsely, "If I didn't care about you, would I be jealous?"

As he said, a strange paranoia flashed across his eyes, "As soon as I think of the way he looked at you that day... I couldn't help but want to take out those restless eyes."

"..."

Hearing those words that were not quite right, Xiang Xing felt a chill down his back again.

She bit her lower lip, raised her soft eyes, and stared at him seriously.

He said softly, "Then, you must hold back, we can't do such terrible things, do you know?"

After saying that, the little guy pouted, finally turned around, and took the initiative to bury his little head in Si Fan's arms.

He murmured dullly, "I don't want to see you once a month, I want to see you every day... Do you know..."

See you every day...

Hearing her soft appeal, the man suddenly felt relieved.

All the bad thoughts were gone.

After thinking about it, he laughed and kissed her forehead.

"okay, I get it."

The man agreed softly.

After thinking for a while, he groped for a while and took the mobile phone from Xiang Xing's pocket.

Involuntarily, she grabbed her finger and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

"...what are you doing?"

Xiang Xing stared at his mysterious operation with a veiled expression on his face.