Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

But he can't.

If you give in like this, let this little girl and this duck catch it, not to mention that Ouyang Yin may be directly punished to hiccups...

At that time, even he will be at risk of being obliterated by this side's God Lord!

Thinking about it, the prawn dumpling took another look at the soft and cute little girl.

Seeing the little girl being dumb and soft, she should, she should be soft, and it's easy to talk...

After thinking about it, the prawn dumpling quickly held back two big tears, and winked madly at Xiang Xing pitifully.

Weeping softly: "Miss! My host and I really didn't intend to break into your territory... breaking into these three thousand worlds! Everything was an accident! 嘤夘~"

He tried to act coquettishly and cutely, and from time to time he twisted his round body and rubbed it in the palm of the little guy's palm.

"Will you let us go? We promise never to come here again... No, we will never come to these three thousand worlds again! Really! We'll be round and thick right away!  …"

"..."

Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes and watched him pretend to be cute so quietly.

Hong Kong, if it was replaced with other prawn dumplings, she might have softened her heart and let it go.

But this prawn dumpling, and his abominable host, were one of the masterminds who killed the parents of the original owner, Miss Sister.

In any case, solving these two can be regarded as providing a body for the original owner, Miss Sister, and repaying her kindness.

Thinking, the little guy secretly made up his mind.

The soft eyebrows slanted, the voice was still soft and waxy, but the words were extremely serious.

"You have destroyed the ecological balance created by the Laogong, and it is impossible for me to let you go!"

After reciting the words of Ya Ya Sect in a milky voice, she suddenly pursed her pink lips and clenched her little palm.

Just listening to the sound of "puchi", the prawn dumplings were directly squeezed into a flat shrimp cake...

At the same time, Ouyang Yin, who forcibly cut off contact with the system, suddenly felt as if his whole body was struck by lightning, and bursts of pain like lightning flooded the sky.

He screamed in pain.

But after thinking about it, he used the only power left in his body and shouted even louder...

"Help... help!!—"

He shouted for help, trying to attract the attention of the rest of Jin's Villa.

After all, this little host is using the power of the system without authorization, and he should be afraid of being seen by the plot characters in this small world...

It's a pity that he shouted for a long time, but it seemed to be lonely.

Not to mention whether it has attracted anyone's attention, the lights in the main house of Jin's Villa have never been turned on.

Even those excellent and keen patrol dog brigade seem to sleep soundly...

Only the little guy in front of him, after seeing him screaming for help, couldn't help covering his mouth and laughed.

"Uncle Ouyang Yin, you broke your throat, no one will hear you."

Xiang Xing innocently blinked his soft eyes, his head tilted slightly, "You forgot, this is one of the abilities of your prawn dumpling system - hypnosis."

When the words fell, the little guy still hooked her sweet smile, driving the wheelchair, and slowly approached Ouyang Yin.

And when he was so horrified that his brows were split, and he was dying of pain.

He raised his little hand suddenly and slapped him fiercely.

Fan Ouyang Yin's qi and blood went backwards and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

After that, he rolled his eyes and fell on the small stone table beside him, unconscious.

good night~

Thank you for the reward from the ghost and the snow zheng~

Because of illness, it may be four shifts for a while, and I will resume six shifts when I get better~

Also, thank you for your concern for the old salted fish, okay~