Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

……Cat?

The other team members looked at Jiangbeiyu in wonder.

Jiangbeiyu didn't mean to explain either, but silently bent her thin lips silently thinking about the dejected look of the little girl just now in her mind.

That look, isn't it just a milk cat?

After Su Tang signed the contract with Wei Yan, he returned to the club with the members of the King team.

Seeing that she was still in the same body, Jiang Beiyu asked casually with her side eyes.

"Aren't you going back and changing?"

Su Tang lowered her head and said softly, "I ran away from home."

Jiangbeiyu, "..."

How old is he and he still runs away from home.

He originally wanted to ridicule a few words habitually, but after his eyes fell on the little girl's white and tender side face, he retracted what he was about to blurt out.

He raised his hand and pinched the little girl's face, without looking sideways, "OK, let's live in the villa first, the kid who ran away from home."

Su Tang glared at him unhappily, "I'm not a child!"

Su Tang kept in mind that the reincarnation said she was short at first.

In her opinion, the reincarnation said she was a child because she was short! ! !

#苏·小眼·甜在线忘恩#

In this regard, Guagua said: You don't need to be reincarnated to feel that you are really short!

"Cheng Chengcheng." Jiang Beiyu didn't break up with her, and followed her words a few times, but thought lazily in his heart.

He looks so cute, tender like a minor, isn't he a child?

Oh shit.

Sitting next to him, he had the illusion of raising a cub.

Jiangbeiyu leaned back and stretched his legs lazily. Wei Yan, who was driving in front, watched Jiangbeiyu's behavior of pinching the little girl's face in the rearview mirror. He drove quietly on the surface, but roared wildly in his heart.

Fuck, he was wrong! ! !

Jiang Beiyu is really shameless, how long has he known this little girl, so he pinches her face and calls her a child.

If it wasn't for the fact that he fell in love with the little girl, he would broadcast live on handstand and diarrhea on the spot!

No wonder he agreed so easily to be a broker, and even opened his mouth to more than double his salary...

Wei Yan clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

Sao is still Yushen Sao.

This is abducting the little girl into the wolf's den.

Jiangbeiyu didn't know that Wei Yan had so many thoughts in his heart.

He looked at Su Tang who was sitting upright beside him, pursing his cherry lips and looking like a good baby, pondered for a moment, and asked.

"Do you have any money with you now?"

Su Tang froze and shook his head.

"No."

Jiang Beiyu was not surprised by this answer. She lowered her beautiful eyebrows and took out her mobile phone from her pocket with her slender fingers without raising her eyelids.

"The WeChat payment code fell out, I will transfer some money to you, and it will be treated as your salary advance."

Wei Yan: ...

hehe!

How come he never had such a good thing as a salary advance?

Su Tang blinked and said softly.

"I do not have a phone."

Jiangbeiyu, "..."

I don't even know to take my mobile phone with me when I run away from home.

I'm afraid I'm not a fool.

Thinking about when he ran away from home when he was a child, he brought his mobile phone and money with him, and his father's private money in his pocket, but he was caught by the security guard before he even reached the gate of the villa.

His mother was furious at him, and he immediately handed over his father's small treasury.

In the end, not only did his mother not beat him, but she also took him outside to have a good meal with his father's small coffers.

Jiangbeiyu didn't reflect on his "cheating" behavior at all, and was even a little proud of it.

He put away his phone, his bright red lips moved slightly, and said to Wei Yan.

"Old Wei, turn around and go to Vientiane City."

After finishing speaking, he added indifferently to Su Tang.

"I'll buy you a mobile phone first, and the money will be deducted from your salary this month—"

"It's for the convenience of your work, don't think too much about it."