Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...you made it yourself?"

Hearing this, Xiang Xing's soft eyes opened wider.

What kind of special skill is this?

"That is!"

Speaking of his young master, Big Ben immediately held his head high, raised his butt proudly, and smiled.

"Our young master has an extraordinary talent for taste since he was a child. As long as he tastes it, he can instantly analyze the composition and amount of the ingredients in it."

He paused for a while, and then he raised the corner of his lips meaningfully towards Xiang Xing.

Like a matchmaker who introduced a blind date, she exaggerated wildly, "Also, our young master is not only handsome and rich, but also has excellent cooking skills. He is very good at cooking!"

"……Oh really?!"

When the little guy heard the words "Super Skilled Cooking", his soft eyes flashed with a frenzied golden light.

He couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at Bai Siduo.

Feeling the inexplicable fiery gaze hitting his side face, the man paused for a moment and narrowed his eyes.

On the other side of her face that she couldn't see, the corners of her pale rose lips gradually drew a deep arc.

...

A group of people giggled and ate their breakfast, and the Xiyanghongchen training team had to go back to their respective homes.

Today, Xiang Xing doesn't plan to go home after just strolling around the supermarket.

In the game last night, after listening to the chatter of the players on the World Channel, she was very interested in this super-tech world that was at least a hundred years ahead of the normal modern world.

What airships, coordinate transmission devices, virtual tours, next-generation food centers...

Mainly that next generation food center!

When she thought of the descriptions of those players, she felt that everything she had just eaten had been digested, and she was fine again.

Thinking about it, the little guy paused, and couldn't help but turn his attention to Big Ben, who looked like a bag inquiring.

The little hand clenched tightly, and finally took a small step and walked to his side.

He tilted his head and looked at the young man who was cleaning up.

"...Miss Xiang, what's the matter with you?"

Big Ben was a little uncomfortable staring at her, and asked her subconsciously.

"Well,"

Xiang Xing was a little embarrassed, so he scratched the back of his head, smiled dryly, and said softly, "Stupid, do you know where the next-generation food center is..."

"what?"

Big Ben froze.

He blinked, about to answer.

In front of him, a tall and tall figure was suddenly forcibly inserted, completely blocking the line of sight between him and Xiang Xing...

"Do you want to go to the next generation food center?"

Bai Si smiled and leaned slightly towards the petite woman who was stunned and two heads shorter than himself.

The dark brown eyes that came close to him, with a faint light, stared at her, "I'll go back to the company in a while, just passing by there, I can take you for a ride."

"……What?"

Behind him, Big Ben was stunned, and subconsciously said "reminder", "Master, when will we stop by..."

Before he could say a word, a big hand stretched out from behind his mouth in an instant, blocking all the words behind him.

It was then dragged away directly.

"You will die if you say a few words less."

Cashew Nut looked at his young master's back with lingering fear, and couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately, Miss Xiang didn't suddenly run over and call him Guoguo.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that I'll be a kneeling guest with this stupid idiot, and I'll think about it.

"Well...if you drop by, then I'll go to your car."