Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Xiang Xing saw him with a gentle and polite smile, and then raised his hand slightly and made a forward motion at the other end of the window.

The little guy blinked softly, but reacted quickly, immediately picked up her bread sausage, and jumped back two small steps.

Seeing this scene, the man smiled even more, and immediately pushed the window open slowly.

The deep vetiver scent, intertwined with the dry and steady woody aroma of oak, rushed towards her.

If you smell it carefully, you can also smell a very light rust smell, hidden in it.

He spoke lightly.

"Beautiful lady, what's the matter?"

The deep and magnetic voice added a bit of an elegant gentleman's temperament to him, making Xiang Xingji want to fall into it and be dazzled.

It took a long time for him to react worthy of being able to react, and he couldn't help scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

A little embarrassed, he lowered his head slightly, and said: "That... I just passed by, just take a look..."

She said, suddenly raised her soft eyes again, and winked softly at him.

The corners of his lips curled up shallowly, and his voice was soft and waxy, "The main thing is, the tune you just played, sir, is so good. I have never heard such a special tune before, so I couldn't help it for a while and stopped here..."

"I'm very sorry if I disturb you."

After that, the little guy pursed his lips, and bowed slightly to the man to apologize.

The man was stagnant, and then laughed lightly.

"It's okay, the kids seem to like you."

He turned his head and glanced at the group of children who were quietly laughing behind him.

Then he tilted his head slightly and gestured towards the side door, his thin lips sketched lightly, "If you don't dislike it, we very much welcome you to come and visit."

After all, he didn't wait for Xiang Xing to answer, he stretched his slender legs and left the window.

After a while, the door on the side clicked and was slowly pushed open.

Xiang Xing thought for a while, and finally nodded secretly, then jumped over briskly.

"Thank you, sir."

The little guy thanked him sweetly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and paused lightly.

His eyes flickered slightly, he couldn't help tilting his little head, and said softly to the man with a smile, "By the way, my name is Xing Xia, what's your name sir?"

"Clarence."

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, with a smile in his eyes.

And stretched out a slender palm towards her, "It's a pleasure to meet, Miss Xingxia."

"……what."

Hearing the name, Xiang Xing was even more sure of his thoughts, and he could not help but generously reach out and shake it.

Afterwards, he took advantage of the situation and gently pulled it up, took it up the high steps in front of the door, and walked into this small building.

As expected, it was a primary school here.

The place is not big. Including the piano room just now, there are only three classrooms and a few offices.

Soon, Xiang Xing followed Clarence to the music classroom.

I saw that the children over there were all standing in a few rows politely, and when she saw her enter, they performed a standard gentleman's etiquette by coincidence.

Immediately, they politely said in unison, "Welcome!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing couldn't help but be surprised.

They looked like they were all children from commoner families, and several of them were even wearing old patched clothes.

As the old saying goes, one cannot be poor in education.