Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Be good, eat slowly, don't choke."

Xiang Xing took a step forward, and his little hand covered Qing'er's back without hesitation, gently following her.

After taking the kettle that Xiao Nan handed over, he passed it on to the little girl.

A series of her actions made the eyes of the man on the side startled.

Although he could feel a little sympathy and pity from her, for some reason, from his intuition, he was inexplicably aware of more—

Get used to it, feel the same way.

...feel the same?

The first sentence couldn't help but wonder once again about his own skills of observing words.

She is the direct daughter of the Prime Minister, and one of the most famous and noble women in the great imperial city. How could she feel the same way?

Thinking about it, the man's thin lips pursed lightly, and his gaze towards Xiang Xing became deeper and deeper.

Is it really as he thought at first.

This star is not another star.

However, the first thought in his mind was quickly shattered by the sudden situation on the scene.

"what!--"

A shrill scream of a woman suddenly came from the other side of the carriage.

The group of people couldn't help looking at the prestige, only to see a young woman in coarse clothes, like a sudden attack, fell directly to the ground, twitching and rolling.

But the people passing by seemed to have seen some kind of monster, and no one dared to step forward to help them, only coldly avoiding Yuanwang.

"When will these hard days end..."

Seeing this scene, Qing Erniang cried even more sadly.

Seeing this, the first words seemed to be unable to hold back any longer.

He suddenly and quickly took the water bottle from Xiao Qing'er's hand and threw it aside.

Then he grabbed her small hand again, and the other hand was suddenly held, leaving only the index and middle fingers.

While Xiang Xing was stunned, he suddenly closed his delicate and slender eyes, his thin lips moved, and he seemed to be muttering something.

But for a moment, she faintly felt the inner breath fluctuations that were extremely deep in his body.

Until the man finished reading the formula, his two fingers quickly moved towards Xiao Qing'er's pulse.

What happened next made Xiang Xing stunned.

First of all, she could naturally see that the first words were giving Xiao Qing'er some inner strength.

And under the guidance of his inner breath, the frequency of this little Qing'er's body twitching has slowed down even more!

Even the pale complexion had a faint rosy tinge...

It didn't take long for Xiao Qing'er to feel extremely comfortable. After breathing heavily, she leaned into her mother's arms and fell asleep very peacefully.

When everyone was stunned, they saw the first speech and quickly got up and walked towards the screaming woman.

Taking action in the same way, as expected, it also suppressed her symptoms, allowing her to sleep comfortably and rest...

"...My lady! My lady!"

Seeing the woman quiet down, a tall and rugged man suddenly rushed over from the crowd and embraced her.

Looking at the first words, his eyes were full of shock, "This, this son, what method did you use to stop my wife's illness??"

"..."

The first word did not answer him, only got up coldly and returned to Xiang Xing's side.

Xiang Xing raised his eyes silently, looked at him, and then looked at the strong man with a confused face.

I can understand in my heart.

When this young lady was sick just now, she saw this strong man in the crowd, standing indifferently with the people.

Seeing that his wife's condition was stabilized at this moment, he came out to perform the flounder with deep affection.

Gee.

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