Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The smile in the man's eyes was gentle, and the tone of his speech was gentle and flat.

After the voice fell, it made people feel a little dangerous.

Su Tang looked at the gentle face of the man and nodded blankly.

A subconscious "hmm" sounded.

Only then did the man's eyes reveal a bit of real joy.

The coldness that rose from hearing the words "ex-boyfriend" was hidden.

The slender eyelashes rested quietly on the beautiful pupils, forming a small beautiful shadow under the eyelids.

Xu Muzhao took her hand and wiped it very carefully.

Without the detached mist of the past, the originally delicate facial features were even more indescribably attractive because of the man's serious expression.

Su Tang stared blankly at him after slowly wiping his hands clean, then stood up and spoke softly.

"Leave this person to me, it's not good to leave him here."

Xu Muzhao raised his hand and pointed at Liao Quan, who was lying on the ground in a coma.

"I'll find someone to send him back to save him from making trouble here after he wakes up."

Su Tang thought about it, and felt that Xu Muzhao was right.

He nodded at him.

Xu Muzhao looked at Su Tang's obedient nod, and hooked the corner of his lips more happily.

After sending a message to his subordinates, he put the phone back in his suit pocket.

The slender fingers turned and took the little girl's hand.

Xiao Ling, who was standing next to him, covered his eyes with a face he couldn't bear to look directly at.

Oh my god.

Simply invisible!

Fortunately, the little sister-in-law also treats Xu Muzhao as a good person.

Xiao Ling was very clear in his heart.

Ever since the girl next to the little sister-in-law spit out the three words "ex-boyfriend", this so-called "ex-boyfriend" was definitely hated by Xu Muzhao.

Especially the ex-boyfriend who slag the little sister-in-law...

"Send him back" in Xu Muzhao's mouth is by no means sending people home safely.

It would be very kind to be able to send it back without missing arms and legs...

After Xiao Ling muttered a few words in her heart, she turned her curious eyes to the little girl who was obediently held by Xu Muzhao.

The little girl should be for the convenience of fighting.

She wore a sky blue jacket and black sweatpants.

His hair was short, and the strands of hair fell softly on the sides of his white cheeks.

The eyes are as clear as a deer, black and white, the pupils are big and round, and they look soft.

When I look at you quietly, my heart will be sprouted.

Even girls can't stand the temptation of this cute thing.

I just want to rush over and hug it into my arms, kiss and rub my head, and take a breath—

It is this little girl who looks cute and has a lot of lethality.

It was pretty ruthless when I hit someone just now...

He couldn't help shivering.

Obviously looks so cute.

How can you move your hands like this?

All kinds of messy thoughts rolled wildly in Xiao Ling's mind, and a low and pleasant voice broke Xiao Ling's daze.

Xu Muzhao, who was holding the little girl down and chatting, didn't know when to stop chatting, the bottomless black pupils stared at him, and he saw cold sweat all over him.

The man spoke warmly.

"A Ling, I remember you said that you are in a hurry and you must leave immediately?"

Xiao Ling subconsciously wanted to say "fart" to go back to the past.

What's wrong with labor?

Still in a hurry!

"...Did I remember it wrong?"

The coldness in the man's gentle voice made Xiao Ling hold back the "fart".

Xiao Ling, "..."

He looked at Xu Muzhao with a sullen voice.

"No, I'm really worried."

I'm in a hurry to make room for you two grumpy little couples!