Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Xiang Xing could not help but frown in distress.

He quickly ran out of the women's toilet and ran back to the classroom.

But suddenly I found that my classmates came out laughing and talking with their music appreciation textbooks.

She paused, hurried into the classroom, and rummaged through the pile of books on the desk, which was a brand-new music textbook that had barely been turned over.

Silently keep up with the big army...

Depressed and a little uneasy.

Without watching the plot, she didn't even know the names of the classmates around her.

don't wear it...

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help pursing his pink lips tightly, holding the textbook, and praying desperately in his heart.

However, at this time.

She suddenly realized that there seemed to be a little more intermittent noise in her mind.

[...star...ah...to...ga...]

...!

Hearing the broken, but very familiar drake's voice, the girl paused, then raised her head agitatedly, her soft eyes widened.

Shouted in my heart: [Duck duck? ! ... where exactly are you? ]

[……I……]

There was a hint of helplessness in Duck's voice.

In order for the little guy to hear clearly, it can only deliberately lengthen each word, [...you...go...forward...go...]

[it is good! ]

Hearing this, Xiang Xing nodded quickly, his steps quickened, and he shuttled forward in the group of classmates.

Sure enough, the faster she walked, the clearer and more continuous Duck's voice became.

It's a pity, but because of this, I didn't see the way.

With a bang, he directly bumped into a warm human wall...

"……what!"

The little guy groaned in pain.

He couldn't help raising his little hand, rubbed the poor little forehead, and apologized subconsciously, "Well, I'm sorry..."

But before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a low, cold gasp sound all around her.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice with no temperature, with a little disgust and impatience, came from above her head.

"Are you alright?"

"..."

Hearing this extremely unkind tone, Xiang Xing was stunned for a while, then he couldn't help raising his soft eyes and glanced forward.

I saw a tall, handsome boy with a perfect face, squinting his delicate dark chestnut eyes and staring at her coldly.

He was wearing a plain white uniform shirt, and his dark blue tie was a little loose, making the delicate collarbone at the neckline looming.

The black suit trousers were properly cut, making the legs more slender and beautiful.

In short, from head to toe, it is good to see too much.

The little guy can't help but be a little crazy.

But he suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head vigorously.

No, how can you be crazy about men other than Ambassador Xiangfu.

She's not a shrewd woman.

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly took a deep breath and tried to restore his calmness.

The soft eyes waved, and she couldn't help but raise her small hands and bowed slightly towards him.

Formal apology: "This classmate, I'm very sorry, it's true that I didn't pay attention to the road and bumped into you."

"..."

The boy did not speak.

Between the smoky crystal pupils, there was a little stunned color.

However, it soon dissipated.

Just listening to his cold and low laugh, Qiangui's lips parted lightly again, "You can turn your face and pretend to be a stranger faster than you can turn a book."

His voice was so soft that only he and she could hear it.

But the sarcasm in his tone was even more so.

Xiang Xing felt uncomfortable.

Plus a head of question marks.

Could it be that this little handsome guy is very familiar with the original owner?