Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Not as light as usual.

Instead, it overturned domineeringly, as if to exhaust the air.

Ling Xiang Xing suddenly felt a little bit of gold staring in his eyes, and his mind was in a trance...

...

After a long time, Bai Si slowly released her reluctantly.

The two foreheads were touched, and his voice was hoarse to the point of breathing, and he whispered: "Is this the overbearing president you said?"

"..."

Hearing this, the little guy flew two pale rose halos on his cheeks.

He couldn't help lowering his eyes shyly, and shouted angrily, "You're called President taking advantage of others' danger."

"Where are you in danger?"

Bai Si chuckled and tilted his head again, wanting to once again.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently glanced at her little hand slumped on her leg, at that time, the white gauze was still loosely wrapped around.

The man paused for a while, then stopped his thoughts, took up her little hand again, and continued to carefully and gently bandage her.

...

"Remember, don't pick up heavy things anymore, you can't pick up things, eh?"

After bandaging the little hand, Bai Si gently stroked the soft little hand and continued to alert the little guy.

After that, he suddenly stood up and walked slowly to the door of his office.

I saw him reach out and grope gently towards the doorknob of the door.

A very small blood collection device was removed from the handle by him.

"This kind of thing can only deal with a dummy like Mo Lin."

Bai Si carefully put the blood collection device into the sealed bag, shook his head and laughed, "It's true that the Mo family's cunning and prudence have not been inherited."

But now.

Even Mo An, he has to play in the palm of his hand.

...

night.

Space Alliance base, in a secret laboratory.

A man with a gloomy face stood in front of several researchers with their heads lowered and dared not say a word, holding a tablet in his hand.

next second.

The tablet computer slammed "pop!" and was smashed to the ground by him.

"What's going on? What's going on? Huh?"

Mo An blushed and roared angrily, "Look at what you have invented, what is the result of decades of hard work? What is the result only infected?"

He pointed his fingers and scolded angrily, "Smart alarm clock, smart rice cooker, smart dog feeding basin, smart TV... Can you infect me with something useful? Huh?"

If he remembered correctly, most of the servants walking around the Bai Family Manor, and even the servants working in the house, are war-type robots with explosive force indexes!

As a result, the so-called data infection program actually only wandered among some ordinary small appliances!

The money he invested was only used for this kind of research?

"This...but boss, we can't do anything about this!"

Researcher A mustered the courage to raise his head and explained in a low voice.

"Xiang Xing always touches these low-intelligence things... It will take a long time for the AI ​​on these things to infect those war robots. There is no way."

"If you can't do it, find a way for me! If you drag it on, I, Mo's family, will soon tear apart the bones of the Bai family and eat them clean!"

Mo soothed his aching forehead, and thumped the pillar beside him angrily.

After beating twice, he paused, suddenly thinking of something.

I can't help but glance at Researcher A coldly, "Otherwise, activate all the chip modules in Xiang Xing's body to enlarge the coverage and probability of infection!"

Researcher A was stunned for a moment: "But it's easy to expose..."