Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Between the coffee table and the sofa, there were two small stools, one high and one short, which seemed to serve her short legs.

Seeing Xiang Xing couldn't help but smile, his heart gradually warmed.

This big white wolf, just, is quite caring.

Thinking about it, she hopped on the sofa, stepped on the high stool with her front legs, and looked at the coffee table.

Suddenly I saw a small note under the plate of boiled eggs.

The handwriting is flowing and flowing, and it is antique.

——"Your injury is not completely healed, you can only eat light food. If you want to eat meat, I will cook it for you after I get off work."

There is one more line below.

——"Don't run around before you recover your demon power. You don't have an identity chip. You will be treated as something outside. You know it yourself."

"I just want to run but can't get out."

Xiang Xing glanced at the closed door speechlessly.

Although the window is open, it is said in the setting that our professor at University of Ke lives on the 32nd floor.

She almost fell into a dead dog.

Thinking about it, the little guy hummed and ate the boiled egg, and snorted down a large bowl of millet porridge.

Although it didn't have the fragrant fried chicken wings last night, due to the taste of the original owner, she liked this kind of light diet.

After eating and drinking, Xiang Xing jumped off the sofa and began to visit the home of Professor Ke Da.

This is a large duplex suite of nearly 200 square meters, with four bedrooms, two halls and two bathrooms.

One is his bedroom and the other is a study. The doors of the remaining two rooms are closed, and she doesn't know what the situation is inside.

The little guy tilted his head, a little curious.

He couldn't help jumping to the front of the two closed doors, lowered his head, and sniffed hard towards the gap with his nose.

In one of the doors, there was only the smell of new furniture paint.

In the other door, there is a faint smell of hydrogen peroxide, intertwined with various potions.

This made Xiang Xing even more curious.

But somehow it felt reasonable.

Biology professor, it doesn't seem strange to have a dissected little frog or something at home.

Well.

The little guy didn't think much, turned his body and jumped towards the study.

I don't know if it's a habit or what, Konai's study is not locked, and it's still hidden.

Out of courtesy, she only glanced in through the crack of the door.

In this study, except for the position of the windows, almost all bookshelves are filled.

A book on this subject, as well as some of his personal hobby readings, are neatly stacked in an orderly manner.

However, on the large desk, there seemed to be a stack of documents that looked like some kind of information.

In this meticulous and neat picture, it seems so abrupt.

Looking at it, Xiang Xing couldn't help but tilt his head again, and the tips of his ears moved slightly.

Did you forget to bring some lesson plan to class?

she was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a key being unlocked from the door outside.

The little guy sniffed his nose subconsciously, but he sucked in a cold breath, and his fur stood up slightly due to his vigilance.

The breath outside was not Konai.

- What, does anyone else live in this house? !

Male, bah, male or female? !

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly panicked, and hurriedly looked around, looking for a place to hide.

There is still a long way to go back to the bedroom from the study, and even have to go downstairs, maybe they will bump into each other directly.

She couldn't, she could only grit her teeth and turned around and entered the study.

I found a box under the desk and pushed it out.

Then, trembling, he hid in the crevice.