Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Under the warm sunshine, a tall, tall and handsome man was leading two assistant-style young men, carrying a lot of packaged soy milk fritters in his hands, and walked slowly towards the elderly morning training team.

That delicate and handsome face with a perfect outline that is enough to make people angry...

It is exactly the same as the picture of the Ambassador of Happiness!

Xiang Xing was secretly surprised.

Ya Ya did not say that the probability of her meeting with the ambassador of happiness in this life in reality is much smaller than in the game.

——She hasn't seen her in the game yet!

——Duck Duck is really unreliable as always, eh.

The little guy, the old god, nodded.

Duck Ya, who was far away in the game, sneezed two big sneezes for no reason.

"Grandpa, morning."

At that time, the man had walked up to Grandpa Zhao, raised his red lips lightly at him, and smiled.

"Hey, you kid..."

Grandpa Zhao laughed, but he took the breakfast rudely and distributed it to all the old men and ladies.

After the distribution, the old man didn't say much, just opened the package and eat it.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Xiang Xing, who was still standing not far away, looking at him with a stunned expression.

The old man raised his brows, suddenly put down the fried dough sticks, and waved to her with a smile.

"Little girl, have you eaten breakfast yet?"

He laughed heartily and shook the fritters in his hand, "This is the gold fritters from the century-old 'Tangtangju'! Would you like to try it?"

"……what."

Xiang Xing tilted his head blankly.

Although, she has eaten xiaolongbao.

However, the unique sweet smell of fried dough sticks wafted into her nostrils on the breeze.

Successfully aroused the glutton in the stomach.

The little guy hesitated.

But he shook his head abruptly, smirked and waved his little hand, politely declining, "No, no need for Grandpa Zhao, I've already had breakfast..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a look suddenly projected over her.

Bai Si's lips pursed slightly, and he was looking at her lightly.

There was a hint of doubt in the delicate dark brown pupils.

However, he recovered quickly, and immediately glanced at one of the special assistants behind him.

"Go get another one."

"Okay sir."

The little special assistant jumped out of the central square.

The man paused, but looked back at his old man who was nodding in satisfaction.

He asked softly, "Grandpa, who is she."

"Her?"

Grandpa Zhao's eyes flickered a little, then he smiled narrowly and said, "The little girl's name is Xiang Xing, she is a new member of our senior morning training team from today, remember?"

The implication is that she will have to prepare her share sooner rather than later.

Bai Si naturally understood the meaning of these words, raised his eyebrows, and nodded with a light smile: "Remember."

item star.

He chewed these two words silently, and suddenly glanced at the little girl who was standing neatly.

Eyes narrowed slightly.

Her appearance made him inexplicably feel some impression.

Although I can't remember for a while.

but.

A little girl's house, with a group of old men and old ladies, doing boxing or something in the morning.

Really novel.

Ah.

...

Soon, the special assistant came back with a serving of soy milk fritters.

"Miss, please eat, it's delicious!"

He smiled brightly and vigorously, and there was a great contrast with the other little special assistant who stood silently behind Bai Si, silent like a log the whole time.

"……thanks."

Xiang Xing also raised her pink lips shallowly, leaned slightly, and took it politely.