Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The original owner couldn't take it anymore, so she asked her agent to find a suitable house for her to move out of.

But a suitable house cannot be rented in a short while.

Before the agent rented a suitable house, she temporarily lived in this rental house.

After listening to Su Tang's explanation, Huo Yan's expression didn't change, but his eyes became darker.

He said to Su Tang in a gentle voice.

"Go to bed early, and don't drink so much alcohol next time outside."

The man paused and added.

"Don't have sex so much if you're not drunk."

"..."

Su Tang, who just wanted to emphasize that she was not drunk, puffed up her face.

Ok.

As the patron, of course she has to take care of her little lover's emotions.

The little lover won't let her drink so much, so she won't drink.

Su Tang lazily lay down on the sofa in the living room, spreading sugar cakes, waiting for the little lover to come in to help her clean up the bath, but unexpectedly, the little lover had no intention of stepping into her house, but turned around and was about to leave.

Jiu Xintang is in a hurry.

No more sugar biscuits on the sofa.

Sitting up suddenly from the sofa, without even caring about wearing slippers, she hurried to the door, her soft little hands tightly grabbing the man's sleeves, not letting him go.

Yuanyuan's eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist at this moment, looking at him mistyly, as if accusing.

"Didn't you say you would let me raise it? Why did you leave?"

In the heart of this little drunk, since Huo Yan agreed to let her raise him, he is hers.

Her people, of course, want to stay with her!

Why are you leaving?

Huo Yan, "..."

He picked up the girl horizontally and closed the door behind him by the way.

After putting her on the sofa, he found her the slippers that she had kicked aside, carefully held the girl's feet, and put the slippers on for her. Her pitch-black eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be melted, and her voice was deep and cold.

"It's so cold, don't run around barefoot."

Su Tang puffed up her face in grievance.

"Who told you to run?"

"Don't you want me to raise it?"

If she didn't run, would she chase him without even wearing slippers?

Huo Yan frowned, "I don't want you to raise me."

Su Tang didn't believe it, "Why did you leave if you didn't? Did you see where I live and think I can't afford you, so you are leaving!"

Huo Yan, "..."

It's unreasonable to talk to a drunk little drunk cat.

He had to slow down his tone.

"Then I won't go."

The little girl still didn't quite believe him, her round eyes looked at him vigilantly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

"I do not believe!"

Huo Yan has a good temper, "I promise."

"Really?"

"real."

Huo Yan felt that he had never been so patient in his life.

However, Xiao Zuitang always felt that he had a criminal record, and was afraid that he would sneak away while she was not paying attention, and wanted to tie him to the bedside in the bedroom, so that he could see him when he opened his eyes...

Huo Yan felt that the little drunk cat in front of him should be sobered up first.

He lowered his eyes, and there was no expression on his fair cheeks, "I'll make you hangover soup."

Seeing that he was walking directly towards the kitchen, Su Tang had no intention of leaving, so she didn't stop him.

When Huo Yan came out with the prepared hangover soup, what he saw was Su Tang crouching in front of the anti-theft door, holding his mobile phone and not knowing what to do.

Huo Yan had a headache.

He put the hangover soup on the coffee table, walked to the security door, and picked up the little girl.