Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

His voice was hoarse, "Let's restrain each other with such boring reasons, it's clear that we don't trust each other... So, do you really think this is a good thing?"

"……what."

Hearing what he said, Xiang Xing couldn't help being stunned.

On second thought.

It seems to be oh.

Using magic to control her honesty and not concealing, such coercion is not the way she wants to get along.

Thinking about it, the little guy suddenly lowered the corners of his soft eyes in annoyance, and pursed his pink lips lightly.

After all, she was too selfish.

However, at this time.

The man in front of him suddenly took a step forward, and his hands lightly placed on her slender shoulders.

Leaning down slightly, her delicate and handsome face suddenly came close to her ear.

"Star,"

He breathed hoarsely, but with a strange solemnity.

He actually said, "The formula for the confinement technique is..."

...

Gong Xuanyue was like this, telling her all the formulas for confinement.

Hearing Xiang Xing become more and more stagnant, more and more puzzled.

When he finished speaking, he tilted his head and asked with an ignorant expression, "Ayue, didn't you say..."

"Xing'er, I won't tell you anything that shouldn't be hidden from you, eh?"

The man chuckled lightly, and a gentle shimmer faintly appeared in his amethyst-like eyes.

More mellow than fine wine, it is deeply intoxicating.

His voice fell, and his eyes flickered again.

The moment he retracted his head, he quickly turned his face to the side.

Qiangui's thin lips gently dropped a kiss on the soft cheek that was as clear as water.

After that, he continued to laugh a few times, his brows raised frantically, and he looked very proud.

Deliberately said, "Well, even if the deity is the one who gave you the kiss at the Qiqiao Temple Fair~"

"..."

Xiang Xing raised his onion-like fingertips and gently scratched his cheeks, which were still warm and still had a touch of touch.

He tilted his head in confusion.

This is still to be paid.

...but this way, she doesn't seem to be at a loss.

Ehe.

Thinking about it, the little guy laughed a few times stupidly.

Seeing Gong Xuanyue shaking his head helplessly.

However, it's a good coax~

"Okay, if we don't go back, Ah Hua may starve to death."

He thought about it, turned the girl around again, and circled his arms from behind her again.

Continue to pinch Tengyun and move forward slowly.

Xiang Xing was also very happy, and continued to nest in his arms, letting him isolate the whistling wind from his body, leaving only a warm feeling for her.

The two walked, walked.

The little guy still remembered his doubts before being fooled by his series.

In the end, he continued to ask softly and softly: "You haven't answered me yet, so what were you thinking before I asked you..."

"Well……"

The man's voice is elongated.

Instead, he laughed, "This deity just now, is jealous!"

"Ah?...What are you jealous of?"

Xiang Xing was puzzled.

No, she didn't say anything out of the ordinary.

Not good enough.

But listening to the hoarse voice in his ear, he sneered softly, and hummed in a low voice as if he was sulking.

"When you were transforming into Hongyan, you looked at him for five blinks, so the deity was unhappy, and it was the kind that couldn't be coaxed~"

"what?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head to think for a moment.

It seems that there is such a thing.

It's just that she doesn't remember how many times she blinked.

Thinking about it, the little guy paused and couldn't help but refute, "But, he's my uncle."