Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Oh, what's your auntie called!"

Zhong Lixun's mother, Shi Qin, the wife of the current owner of Zhong Li's family, heard Xiang Xing's call so eloquently, and quickly patted her Linglong shoulder and smiled, "It's time to call me Mom!"

"Mom, you scared her."

Zhong Lixun was speechless for a while, and quickly brought the sluggish little guy back and protected him behind him.

After that, he passed his mother and walked straight into the house.

However, Xiang Xing followed behind Zhong Lixun and hadn't taken two steps.

However, she suddenly felt that in the depths of the house, a strange gaze fell directly on her.

The little guy couldn't help frowning curiously, and subconsciously followed that gaze.

Instead, it directly met a pair of overly enthusiastic eyes.

"..."

Xiang Xing was so frightened that he trembled three times, and he couldn't help but shrink back behind Zhong Lixun.

The boy suddenly felt the unease of the little guy behind him, he hurriedly stopped, narrowed his eyes, and looked left and right for a while.

Suddenly he hummed impatiently, raised his hand, and waved it out of thin air.

"……oops!"

A tall and slender figure suddenly flew out from the corner, and threw a dog gnawing mud heavily.

"Hey~"

Xiang Xing saw the man crying like a little daughter-in-law.

While struggling to get up, he stared at Zhong Lixun resentfully at those peach eyes, "Brother, why are you still so rude!"

"..."

Zhong Lixun silently rolled his eyes and ignored him.

And that one didn't cry for a long time, and soon, he regained the frenzy on his face, rubbed his hands in high spirits, and walked quickly towards Xiang Xing.

"Hello, my future siblings!"

He smiled and came to the two of them, raised his eyebrows frantically at the little guy who was so scared that only half his head was exposed, and introduced himself, "My name is Zhong Lijing, this guy's eldest brother, you can call me Brother Jing... Ouch!!"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out by his younger brother.

"Are you still shameless? Brother Jing?"

The boy shook his head helplessly, watching the mother and son who were "persecuted" hugging each other not far away, and wept shamelessly, and stared back at him resentfully.

"Ajing, look, if your brother has a daughter-in-law, we don't want our mother-in-law anymore, and he's kicking and punching!"

"That's right! Mom, let's take our younger brother and sister away..."

"I think it's OK! Xiao Xing'er is so cute and well-behaved, she might be spoiled by following that little bastard!"

Listening to the unscrupulous conversation between a certain unscrupulous mother and son, Zhong Lixun suddenly felt a little headache.

He had no choice but to pick up Xiang Xing, who was still watching the play with relish, and quickly walked back to his room.

Just in case, the doors and windows were carefully locked.

After finishing everything, the young man slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Then, slightly apologetically, he glanced at the little guy who was watching.

The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly, "Sorry...my family is a little weird, just ignore them."

"Well……"

Xiang Xing blinked softly and smiled lightly, "I don't think it's weird, they're quite interesting. I really like the relaxed atmosphere of your home."

Compared with the noble, upright and meticulous appearance of the famous family in her imagination, such a family can really make people feel at ease.

Hearing this, the boy paused.

The crimson lips evoked shallowly: "Then, you don't mind."