Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

By doing this... he was completing the ceremony of sending flowers to each other in a disguised form, right? !

——No matter, just treat it as it is!

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly felt relieved in his heart, and couldn't help nodding his head quickly with a little excitement, and responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"

"Then, I would like to thank you for the flowers."

Clarence stood up with a smile, took the swan vase back to his desk, and arranged it carefully.

Seeing his usual gentle and elegant smile on the side face, the little guy thought for a while, and finally mustered up his courage, and spoke softly.

"Clarence, last night..."

"Stop thanking me."

Clarence chuckled and interrupted her calmly.

Immediately, she turned her head slightly, smiled, raised her delicate eyebrows, and pointed to the swan vase.

"What you said last night, Fat Gu has already brought it to me."

His voice was warm, "And I have received your thank you now, that's enough, isn't it?"

"..."

Xiang Xing's soft eyes slightly opened.

The meaning of joy in my heart is even greater.

It seems that she guessed right!

However, the little guy paused and thought for a moment.

Then, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and then gently shook her little head.

"Not enough."

With a waxy voice, she blinked her soft eyes for a while, and suddenly seemed to be determined, raised her little hand, and hooked her fingers towards Clarence.

There was a shallow arc on the lips, "Come here, I have something else I want to give you."

"Ok?"

Clarence was puzzled.

On the contrary, she lightly hooked the corners of her crimson lips, and obediently walked forward again.

And slowly squatted down, raised his head slightly, and looked at her with a smile, "What else?"

"..."

Xiang Xing blushed slightly with soft cheeks, but didn't speak.

Only after biting the pink lips a few times on his own, he suddenly narrowed his soft eyes tightly, then stretched out his small arms, and leaned forward with the whole body.

"Thank you, Clarence."

As soon as the words fell, the pink sandalwood, with a double dose of warmth, just hit the light rose-colored thin lips.

Clarence narrowed his eyes unexpectedly.

However, he quickly realized it, narrowed his eyes, opened his arms, and gently hugged the tiger-headed little man.

...

After a long time, the man reluctantly let go of this long-awaited moment.

He stood up slowly, took advantage of the situation and also picked up the little guy who hadn't recovered from his senses, formally wrapped him in his arms, and slowly tightened his arms.

"I like this thank-you gift very much, Star Thea."

Clarence murmured with a low laugh, while raising his slender palms, gently rubbing that soft, hairy little head.

But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the little person in his arms trembled slightly.

Afterwards, she slowly raised her little head, her apricot-colored eyes were round and round, staring deeply at him.

After looking at it for a while, she pursed her lower lip lightly, and said inexplicably, "Can you...don't call me Xing Xiya?"

"Ok?"

Clarence couldn't understand.

But he didn't think much, just smiled softly and nodded without hesitation, "Then, what do you want to hear me call you?"

"Well……"

Xiang Xing blinked his eyes.

Sudden took a deep breath, as if mustering some courage for himself, and smiled, "Just call me 'Xing', that's fine."

"star?"

The man raised his eyes slightly unexpectedly.