Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"……what?"

Xiang Xing suddenly stopped when he heard the words.

She glanced at the little duck in her mind who was suppressed and weak and speechless.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but raise his small head, blinked his soft eyes in confusion, and looked at Zhong Lixun, "What's the problem?"

Zhong Lixun paused.

He glanced slightly at the flower pond not far away.

Immediately, he said dumbly: "This flower should have hit the flower pond over there when you fell from the building during your lifetime, causing it to inadvertently attach to your head."

"Although I don't know what kind of flower this is, it is extremely cold in nature and quite spiritual. Therefore, after you die, the flower soul also attaches to your soul, forming a subtle symbiotic relationship with you. "

Saying that, the young man lowered his delicate eyes slightly and looked at the little guy with question marks in his arms.

He smiled faintly, with a little helplessness between his brows, "So, if it has any bad fluctuations, these fluctuations will also affect you, causing you pain, or other feelings."

"...So that's how it is."

After hearing this, Xiang Xing opened his eyes softly.

Immediately, he glared at Duck Ya with a resentment in his mind.

No wonder.

[…]

Duck Duck was speechless.

How did it know it would be such a troublesome situation!

Just as Xiang Xing and Ya Ya stared at each other silently, Zhong Lixun pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but speak again.

"Of course, if you need it, I can take it off for you."

He paused, tilted his head slightly, and blinked his eyes slightly, "But...it might affect you a little."

"...What's the impact?"

The little guy came back to his senses, clasped his little hands, and continued to look at the young man as if he was seriously seeking knowledge.

But saw him inexplicably meal.

"Does it affect..."

Zhong Lixun murmured, and then turned his face away slightly unnaturally, and looked aside.

He wrapped his arms around her, subconsciously tightening them.

"It's actually fine,"

He smiled lowly, his eyelashes drooping slightly, "That is, there may be no way to touch the entity anymore, and you can't save passers-by like you are today."

With that said, the boy's hands tightened again.

"Is that so..."

Feeling his subtle move again, Xiang Xing blinked softly, and couldn't help sneering secretly in his heart.

She thought about it for a while, and Xing'er twitched smartly.

"Then, don't take it off."

As the little guy said, he suddenly straightened up and rushed to Zhong Lixun's arms.

The little hand grabbed the collar of his shirt intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes lifted slightly, and the waves flowed in the moonlight.

She pursed her pink lips and stared at the handsome face of the young man very seriously.

"I don't want to catch anything, it's very insecure."

"..."

Zhong Lixun's eyes moved.

After a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing, looked back and looked at her.

Seeing the temperature in the girl's eyes that was enough to make him dazed, the young man pursed his thin lips for a moment, and finally nodded.

"All right."

He chuckled and helped her stand up.

The slender palm subconsciously caressed the side of the little guy's ear and rubbed it lightly.

His eyes softened, "Then, please bear with it for a while. I'll go and see if there is any way to help you control it."

"Uh-huh!"

Xiang Xing clenched his pink fist and nodded like pounding garlic.

He laughed again and again in his heart, and glared at Ya Ya again.

Duck duck, that's not easy to control.

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